Chapter 1110: Death

Chapter 1110: Death

Gulp.

His throat rolled.

Guiyuan Hou was horrified.

When facing this man, he couldn't even mobilize his magic power.

His trump card almost became a death warrant.

As a vassal of the underworld in the northwest, his existence was to observe whether a unified force would emerge in the northwest and hinder it.

Unexpectedly, the meeting of the nine vassal states and hundreds of clans had just been held, and Guanming Hou rushed into the venue with his magic soldiers.

"Understand..." Guiyuan Hou replied tremblingly.

"Go."

Tushan Jun slowly retracted his fingers.

A black and red thread attached to Guiyuan Hou's hair without being noticed.

Guiyuan Hou, who was pardoned, fled out of the void as if escaping.

The audience of more than a hundred people was silent.

Wu Rong smiled and looked at everyone, opened his hands and said: "The northwest has been in chaos for a long time, the demon abyss is watching, the big clans are eyeing, and the upper reaches of the Styx have not been peaceful for ten thousand years. We can only be trapped in the barren land."

"Today, my underworld wants to enforce justice on behalf of heaven and bring peace to the northwest. Are you willing to go with me?"

The Fire Crow Taoist has seen the strength of Tushan Jun, so he is naturally the first to express his position.

He bowed and said: "I am willing to listen to the orders of the Lord of the Mansion!"

Chunhan Hou did not hesitate: "I am willing to submit."

Wu Zhaohou looked around and thought that it would be difficult to end if he did not submit. He sighed and bowed slightly but did not speak.

The dragon man stood up, looked at the dragon with his eyes and said: "I want to return to the dragon people. I hope that the senior can give the dragon people a face."

He bowed while speaking.

He didn't like to get involved in these things, so he didn't choose to be the leader of the alliance.

Now that the northwest is to be unified, he doesn't want to work under others, so he resigned. Anyway, he has the Dragon Clan behind him, and the Ten Clans of Yintian are also in the forefront, so everyone has to give him some face.

Tushan Jun turned his eyes and nodded.

After receiving the signal, Long Renxuan flew out of the hall, looked back, and left without any reluctance.

Seeing Long Renxuan leave safely, the remaining marquises were immediately moved.

Since they chose to be granted titles outside, they were unwilling to stay in Dongyue King City.

If I can't stay here, I will stay somewhere else.

No matter where they go, others will respectfully give them the spiritual veins. There is no need to get involved in the underworld and become pawns and cannon fodder in the war between the underworld and the big clans.

If the underworld wins, they are still the Taoist monarchs, and if the underworld doesn't win, they will suffer.

Judging from the meaning of this person in front of him, it is obvious that he wants to unify the upper reaches of the Styx and fight against the underworld clan.

If he doesn't leave now, when will he leave?

Wu Zhaohou's eyes flashed with hesitation and regret. Why can't he wait a while before making a decision?

It can be seen that the Three Flowers Taoist Lord had no intention of stopping him. If he had not expressed his position so early, he might have been able to leave calmly like Long Renxuan.

The ferocious beast head covered with iron armor among the remaining three marquises turned, stood up and said loudly: "I was personally conferred the title of Marquis Jinle by the King of Dongyue. Even the Ten Clans of Yintian treat us with courtesy. I can go anywhere without safety. Why should I submit to you, the Marquis of Guanming?"

"Or does the underworld want to replace the King City of Dongyue?"

The iron armor around Marquis Jinle moved slightly, making a sound of Tao rhyme collision.

The spirit of inspiration surrounded him.

It guarded his body like a black sword.

The Fire Crow Taoist Lord spoke first and said sincerely: "I advise you to stay."

Marquis Jinle sneered.

It is reasonable for the Taoist Lords to jointly manage the alliance if everyone elects a leader, so he is willing to stay.

He is not willing to fight for others without any benefit. Even the King City of Dongyue can only serve the Taoist Lords well after being conferred the title of Marquis.

Walking to the entrance of the main hall, he waved his hand and said, "You can just follow him to charge into battle. I don't want to. At most, we can change the temple."

Wu Rong looked calm and said lightly, "Daoyou, you can't leave."

Jinle Hou paused and retreated to the entrance of the main hall. He looked at Feng Xi and said loudly, "Sanhua Daojun is indeed powerful, but he also needs sufficient magic power. How long can you hold on?"

"We are indeed far inferior to Daojun, but this is not a duel, and we are not careless Yuan Tong."

"Daoyou, why do you have to risk your life for him?"

"Where in the world is there a place that does not respect Daojun."

"Can he still chase us to the ends of the earth?"

"Leave him an empty shell, I don't think he can even stop the Hades."

"When we go out for a thousand years, maybe the underworld has been buried in the dust."

Kinna Heiyan stood up. The Kinnara tribe did not need to accompany the underworld to die.

But she did not rush to express her opinion.

If it was just Jinlehou, she felt that she had no chance of winning and could only flee in a hurry.

Jinlehou could leave calmly, but the clan leaders of the big clans had more to consider. The migration of the entire clan could not be completed in a moment.

Jinna Heiyan looked at the clan leader of the Yaksha clan.

Among the nine lords, Kinnara and Yaksha could be said to advance and retreat together.

The Yaksha King shook his head slightly at Jinna Heiyan without being noticed.

Jinna Heiyan looked surprised, and her beautiful eyes flashed with strong doubts.

Bingfengxi hoped that Jinlehou could further irritate the other party, or turn around and leave, so as to give him accurate information and let him judge Tushanjun's strength.

He was gambling.

He was betting that the underworld did not dare to attack Daojun, but was just scaring them.

If this was the case, he might be able to keep the independence of the Bingfeng clan.

Seeing that no one supported him, Jinlehou realized that he was asking for trouble and might as well leave quickly.

Ever since the Taoist friend of Zhenxiu Temple got into trouble, he became more and more uneasy.

Anyway, he doesn't care about the gains and losses of his dojo.

Two thousand years ago, he came to Yintian just to find a place to stay.

He is different from these Yin Tian Ten Thousand Clan.

Wu Rong smiled and sat on the steps, with his arms on his knees and a thick book in his hand. He flipped through the pages and marveled: "If other Taoist friends here ask this question, I will try to convince him. I will take action only if I can't be persuaded, but I won't kill him."

"Because the biggest reason why I went south is that the underworld is empty and needs great powers and saints to fill the various yamen of the underworld so that the cycle of yin and yang can run widely."

"The reason why the dragon man Xuan was let go is because there is a dragon man behind him."

"The ten tribes of Yintian rank fourth."

"I'm not willing to fight on two fronts yet."

"But what about you, fellow Taoist?"

"You have a background. As the Demon King of Demon Abyss, you also lent your identity to the ancestor of Zhenxiu Guan. Why didn't you tell me?"

Wu Feng put the book of life and death in his hand, sneered, and shouted: "Mo Tiao, you should have died three thousand years ago!"

Jin Lehou was shocked.

The body-protecting breath condensed into Xuan Feng.

The demonic energy gathered and turned into a ferocious glow.

As a Taoist Lord whose longevity has expired, he should have been plagued by five declines and three disasters.

As soon as his identity was revealed, the corrupt aura around him turned into a whirlpool of chaos.

However, he is the king of disaster.

The disaster only made his path a step further.

This attack is comparable to Erhua, and may even be able to change again due to the blessing of the disaster path.

"die!"

Feng Xi was also shocked. Only now did he understand why the other party dared to show his face in front of Sanhua Weapon Spirit. It turned out to be the Demon King who had disappeared from the Demon Abyss.

The path of catastrophe has completely condensed into the long ray of chaos.

The corruption contained in this strike was enough to seriously injure a fellow warrior by surprise.

Even he didn't dare to resist.

After striking out, Jin Lehou flew into the void.

Mo Diao didn't dare to look back.

He knew that he might be powerful, but it probably wasn't enough to defeat the Sanhua Weapon Spirit.

If there is a weapon spirit to resist the Tao spell for Wu Rong, the great catastrophic spell will be eliminated, but a one or two point blockage is enough, and he can use the time to escape back to the Demonic Land.

Seeing that Mo Yuan's domain barrier was right in front of him, Mo Diao was overjoyed.

He didn't expect that he would miss his hometown so much.

However, just when he was about to break through the domain barrier, he found an invisible shackle slowly emerging.

Then, he saw himself running ahead.

Mo Tiao was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react for a moment.

My eyes are obviously here, how can I see myself running ahead?

Looking down, it turned out that this was the soul body, and the one running in front was his own body. Unfortunately, the body didn't run very far before it gradually turned into ashes.

Like unburned paper money blown by the wind and disappearing into the darkness.

Keng!

The shackles suddenly straightened.

Accompanied by the sound of the iron rope slowly pulling.

Boom buzz.

Mo Tiao seemed to have broken through the barrier, and when he came to his senses, he had reappeared in Lushan Hall.

The saints of hundreds of tribes were dumbfounded, and the princes in the palace looked horrified.

All of them showed expressions of disbelief.

It was as if I had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Looking back at the hook lock, one end was held in the hand of a green and white ghost.

"No!"

The demonic tune roared, revealing the true form of the demon clan.

I don’t know what kind of magic power the chain has, but the majestic Taoist Lord of Catastrophe is like a powerless baby bird.

Just let it be dragged.

Mo Tiao was obviously not willing to give in, and shouted fiercely: "Kill if you want, why bother talking nonsense! There are so many Taoist monarchs in the world who will live to the end of their lives. I look down on you for using this excuse to kill me!"

Wu Rong raised his drooping eyes, revealing a pair of supreme heavenly eyes, as if he were destined to turn around, and said calmly: "You should die at the end of your lifespan. Rebellion of yin and yang, indiscriminate between humans and ghosts, is against the way of heaven."

"That's no excuse."

"You can just watch, I will kill all the damn monks in the world and restore the order that should exist in the world."

There was astonishment in Mo Tiao's eyes. He really couldn't imagine how anyone could go against immortality. Isn't that what monks in this world want?

"You are offending the immortals in the world."

"You won't make it!"

Wu Rong showed the Soul Reverend Banner and said calmly: "Someone has to start this, why can't it be me?"

He glanced sideways: "You've lived long enough."

"Fellow Taoist, please enter the banner!"

A hoarse voice came from above.

A green and white ghost hand suddenly grabbed Mo Tiao's head.

As the Sovereign Soul Flag flew over the sky, the magic tune shackles on his body disappeared.

Wu Rong stood on the steps of the main hall holding the Soul Flag with a faint smile on his lips.

His eyes glanced around.

Asked: "Who else is leaving?"

No one dared to neglect.

"I am willing to serve the palace master!"

"..."

"I am willing to serve the palace master!"

The six princes and hundreds of tribes spoke in unison.

Wu Rong smiled and consoled him: "In the future, the highway of hell will travel all over the world, and you can also live forever in reincarnation!"