Of course not!

Otherwise, the undead tribe would not have been blocked by the Void Spirit tribe back then!

Dugu Juetian glanced coldly at the body of the Taoist ancestor hanging above the Taoist world, then turned and left.

Behind her are those immortal knights!

This invincible army!

Things in the Tao Realm quickly spread throughout the entire universe. At this moment, all living beings in the entire universe began to be afraid!

fear!

The Fifth Patriarch surrendered to the Undead, and the Dao Patriarch fell. In today's universe, who can stop the Undead?

If surrender is possible, many people and creatures will definitely be willing to surrender. However, the undead do not want the weak, only the strong. They are not even qualified to surrender!

The breath of despair envelopes the entire universe!

...

Void Spirit Continent!

At this time, Xuling City has been repaired by Yang Lianshuang. Although the current Xuling City is not as good as the original Xuling City, it is still okay and is no longer in ruins like before.

Inside the Xuling Hall.

There were very few people in the hall, only Yang Liangshuang and Mr. Yuan, and on that heavy night, the first person in the hall was Yang Ye.

At this moment, Yang Ye already knew what happened in the Taoist world.

At this time, Mr. Yuan said softly: "The next target of the undead is either us or the Gods. If we and the Gods are eliminated, the entire universe will fall apart in an instant, and there will be no match for them. Therefore, we must make preparations.

"

Yang Ye said softly: "Is Daozu's body really treated like that?"

Mr. Yuan glanced at Yang Ye, with some surprise in his eyes. Unexpectedly, Yang Ye actually cared about this issue, and nodded immediately, "The Dao Ancestor severely damaged the undead army by himself, but as long as the death energy is enough, the undead army can quickly

After recovery, it won't take long and those undead knights will be intact as before."

Yang Ye nodded, then stood up and walked towards the outside of the hall.

"Where are you going?" Mr. Yuan asked.

Yang Ye stopped, and then he spread his palms, and the Hongmeng Tower appeared in his hands. Looking at the Hongmeng Tower for a long time, he said softly: "No matter what my relationship with Taoism is, Taoist ancestors have been kind to me.

I won’t save the Taoist family, and the survival of the Taoist family has nothing to do with me, Yang Ye, but now that his old man’s body is being treated like this, I feel that I must do something.”

"Repay the favor?" Mr. Yuan said softly from the side.

"That's right!"

Yang Ye slowly clasped his hands tightly, "Of course, more importantly, I don't feel happy watching the dead!"
Chapter completed!