"You four, go and kill Wang Jian!"

The Lord of Tianming Du's face became a little solemn. When they reached their level, they were all the peak powerhouses of Beiyuan. They rarely fought each other, but once they took action, they would have to divide life and death!

Whether it is a dispute over interests or a dispute over great power, there are advances and no retreats, either life or death, and it is even more dangerous than between ordinary people.

"Million Soul Banner!"

A ghostly aura flashed in his eyes, and a dark soul banner appeared in his hand. In it, you could see endless ghost shadows roaring, hideous and terrifying!

It is the treasure of Tianmingdu that has been circulating for countless years. It contains millions of immortal souls. It has a joint attack, which is extremely terrifying!

Even the Immortal King, if he bears it head-on, his body will melt and his immortal soul will be shattered!

boom!

The immortal soul roared and rushed out directly, like a surging black river, covering the sky and the earth, forming a black cage that flooded himself and Jun Mohan!

"kill!"

At this moment, the eastern sky was filled with the rolling ghost energy covering the sky and the blood evil was everywhere. Moroxie looked cold and stepped on the sky and led an army of 200,000 from behind to kill!

"kill!"

In the sky in the south, Ye Ling held a blood-colored immortal sword in his hand, and stood tall with a strong body. He followed the 200,000 Xitian Army behind him, and the rolling blood evil covered the sky!

"kill!"

In the northern sky, Ye Ming was wearing black ghost armor, with a cold face, and his slender body appeared like a shadow, as if he was in other time and space. The 200,000 troops were like long dragons, filling the entire northern sky!

The three armies are coming!

"Here you come!"

"Finally come!"

"General Ye Ming is really a believer!"

"After this battle, there will be no more Wang Jian!"

The four elders of Tianmingdu had bright pupils, their hearts were excited, they laughed loudly, and they showed great joy, and they rushed towards Wang Jian fiercely.

There are 600,000 troops coming, what are they afraid of?

Wang Jian has no way out and will definitely die!

"Shan Xiongxin."

Wang Jian, who was on the ancient chariot, pulled a cold curve out of the corner of his mouth. Looking at the three directions, the 600,000 troops rushed over and shouted softly.

"The last one will be here!"

From beginning to end, there was no movement. Shan Xiongxin, who was like a sculpture, stepped forward, held his fists and bowed, and excitement flashed in his eyes.

At this time, his aura was much stronger than usual!

Even if you look closely, you can find that the terrible beam of light in his pupils directly penetrated the void, which is no less than Jun Mohan!

"Go on."

"Let me see what kind of secrets are there in Lingguan Immortal City!"

Wang Jian said coldly.

"The last general's order!"

Shan Xiongxin clasped his fists again, then soared into the sky, rushing towards Lingguan Immortal City like a dazzling and shocking fairy light.

As he approaches Lingguan Immortal City, the more terrifying his aura becomes. He faintly goes beyond the level of the Immortal King and reaches the Immortal Lord!

"The young general of Daxia?"

"Gaga...What a fresh life!"

The four elders of Tianmingdu still had a cheerful smile on their faces. When they saw Shan Xiongxin rushing towards him, they immediately smiled. One of them immediately took action. The black ghost hand covered ten miles of radius, like a ghost mountain, suppressing Shan Xiongxin directly!

The unparalleled ghost energy surges into the sky and covers the eight wildernesses!

"Gagaha... Daxia young general, don't waste the immortal soul. If you invest in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it can add a little power!"

Another elder laughed strangely, with a stern and sharp voice.

"Let Wang Jian go down to accompany him later..."

The remaining two elders also made cold voices, looking at Shan Xiongxin's gaze as if they were looking at a corpse.

"Evil demons and heretics, die!"

But before he could finish his words, Shan Xiongxin suddenly looked up, and the terrifying beam of light in his eyes pierced through everything, turning into four supreme blood spears, piercing out of the sky, shattering the sky!

boom!

Without any surprise, the four elders from Tianmingdu, who have been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years and have worked hard to reach the level of the Immortal Marquis exploded in an instant, with a misty blood mist flying, which is extremely horrifying!

Even before the four of them fell, they were still full of excitement and laughed strangely.

"Immortal King!"

In the distance, Ye Ling, Moroxie, and Ye Ming's pupils shrank in an instant and he was shocked.

The only Immortal King can erase the existence of four immortal maids in an instant!

No immortal marquis can do it!

"I didn't expect that there were two immortal kings in Wang Jian's army, which was really unbelievable."

"Li Nantian's fall, the strength of the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty has increased instead of decline!"

Moluo Xie looked gloomy and looked coldly at Shan Xiongxin who ignored their three armies and rushed towards the "Lingguan Immortal City".

This person is a great threat and must be killed!

"It's approaching!"

The closer Shan Xiongxin got to Lingguan Immortal City, the brighter his eyes became and the more excited he was!

It seems that there is something that is attracting him and attracting him!

"arrive!"

boom!

As Shan Xiongxin stepped on the wall of Lingguan Immortal City, an uncontrollable light suddenly appeared on his body, and the sky was overwhelming!

"Are there any descendants of my vein still alive?"

In a faint sense, a sound full of vicissitudes and ancient sound rang out between the world. This sound was extremely grand, but no one could hear it except Shan Xiongxin!

Boom!

The entire Lingguan Immortal City was shocked, and endless spiritual lights soared into the sky, covering a radius of millions of miles!

A phantom that stands like a billion fairy mountain appears, kneeling cross-legged in the sky, eyes cold, looking down at the nine heavens and ten earths!

This phantom is connected to the sky, with endless pressure covering the sky, terrifying and terrifying!

"What a terrifying pressure! It's already similar to the feeling of several peerless legion commanders! This is the existence of the supreme holy path!"

"And, it's the same physical constitution as me, both are spiritual officials and immortal bodies!"

Shan Xiongxin was extremely shocked and stared at the huge phantom in the void.

"You are also trying to get involved in my fairy palace?"

The phantom seemed to be as intelligent as existence, with ruthless and cold eyes, and was high above. It slowly swept past more than a dozen evil ghosts on the city wall, Moroxie and the 200,000 troops behind him, and Ye Ming and the 200,000 troops under his command.

Suddenly, the world and the world were in storm!

As more than a dozen evil ghosts trembled violently, this terrible ghost composed of tens of thousands of disciples of Tianmingdu instantly disintegrated and turned into a dead body, without any breath.

There was no trace of blood flowing out, full of weirdness!

"No……"

Ye Ming, who seemed to have nothing in the world that could cause emotional changes, suddenly had his scalp numb, his hair stood up, and his face showed crazy despair and unwillingness. Then, along with the 200,000 elites, it dissipated directly with the wind, as if it had never appeared!

"Time is life."

Moroxie sighed, with some regrets and some unwillingness to accept it, but he did not face any fear of death and faced it calmly.
Chapter completed!