He might as well resist Tu Shanjun's blow now that he has betrayed him in the face of battle.

Tushanjun didn't kill him last time, maybe this time it will be similar to last time.

"Fellow Taoist asked me to stay because...?"

"look."

"look?"

Huang Hu was stunned for a moment.

"Watch quietly."

…

"What's going on? Why didn't the killer do anything again?"

A subtle voice sounded in Chen Jinding's ears.

Chen Jinding looked gloomy.

He doesn't know either.

Maybe the killer recognized the monk behind Meng Zhi, and the two knew each other well, so they stopped making peace.

But such a situation is not what he wants to see. If Meng Zhi is not completely eliminated while he is still weak, there will be endless troubles, and the superiors have also hinted at him with words.

"Second Master?"

Zhu Qianshou cupped his hands and asked Yu Haofeng.

Yu Haofeng frowned slightly.

"What kind of treasure is that? Why was the killer so frightened when he saw it?"

"I don't know."

"That looks like a flag."

"One flag?"

"What's the significance of the flag?"

The appearance of Huang Hu still shocked many people.

But now it seems that it is not as thrilling as imagined.

The old dragon holding the soul flag and the black-robed monk didn't know what they were talking about. They seemed to be in a stalemate.

"Since the organization's killers are unreliable, it's up to you to take action."

"Here!"

Chen Jinding had to obey the order.

He took one step forward, and the huge ship in the sky behind him slowly appeared from the ripples. Chen Jinding, who lived up to his name, raised his hand, held up a golden edict, and said loudly: "Meng Zhi, the master of the Ancient Immortal Pavilion, is unruly. Tame, he kills his colleagues without words, now it has been completely found out, please ask Hall Master Meng to come with us!"

Huanghu's eyes changed.

He recognized the man holding the golden edict.

Isn't it the monk who hired him?

"Fellow Taoist..."

"I know." Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

Meng Zhi opened his eyes, looked at Chen Jinding who was standing on the giant ship, and sneered: "Qi Yueshu dared to attack me. He deserved to be killed by me. Whose order did you, Chen Jinding, come to capture me?" ?!"

"You can actually guess and predict the will of the higher-ups."

"If the hall master resists."

"I can only suppress it with force!"

Chen Jinding didn't give Meng Zhi a chance to refute at all, and shouted: "The giant ship is locked!"

"Second Master?!"

Zhu Qianshou quickly looked at Yu Haofeng.

Yu Haofeng raised his hand to stop him and said, "Wait."

He hasn't seen Meng Zhi's true identity yet.

Just right now.

Even if the killer of the organization did not continue, Chen Jinding was forced to take action under the pressure of that person.

Meng Zhi's expression changed drastically.

He whispered: "Master, what should I do?"

"Can you hold them back until Uncle Yu arrives?"

"Yu Haofeng?"

Tu Shanjun didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly: "He would have come a long time ago if he could come. If he can't come, it means he can't come. Maybe he himself is one of the promoters of this matter."

"But……"

"It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself!"

Tu Shanjun's face remained calm.

He has seen bigger scenes, not to mention the lock-up of a mere giant ship.

Then he looked at Huang Hu, who had already stepped onto the clouds.

said:

"I know that many people are eyeing the spiritual treasure. Just open your eyes and take a good look at the flag in my hand."

Tu Shanjun raised the soul-honoring flag in his hand.

His spiritual consciousness slowly dispersed, and he gently threw the soul flag in his hand upwards.

The Zunhun flag dives into the clouds like a dragon.

Boom!

The color of heaven and earth changes.

"Array!"

Donghaijun's eyes regained their clarity. They were clear and dull without any intelligence. However, he was not a puppet that moved with consciousness. His intelligence was as high as before.

In addition, without any worries or thoughts, it can actually exert more powerful power.

Donghaijun raised his hand and caught a small flag.

Donghaijun looked down.

Xiaoban wrote ""

"wind."

Shake the little flag.

Wind blows.

The world seemed to have turned into a huge formation sleeve at this moment.

Countless clouds gathered together to pave the way.

Vaguely, I seemed to see a solemn military formation.

In the sky.

The highest place where storms and clouds gather.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"The Ghost King of the Ten Directions,"

"Killing Formation!"

"rise!"
Chapter completed!