Chapter 1112 Challenge
Elder Qiu led all the officials to welcome him.
Seeing Wu Rong return safely, he was even more delighted and stepped forward to salute, saying: "Master!"
Wu Rong nodded slightly: "This trip is very good. The six great marquises and the saints of the hundreds of tribes all praise the way of the underworld and are willing to go with us. Now as long as the underworld does not interfere, the northwest will be unified!"
"These days, the soldiers are stationed on the cliffs. Can you see any unusual movements in Haicheng?" Wu Rong asked as he walked.
The military uniform on his body gradually turned into a crown.
The divine consciousness was exchanged.
He took back the control of the giant ship from the feathered snake scale insect Dunyi.
The remaining spirit bowed and said: "Reporting to the master, Haicheng only has troops and horses mobilized. The general guarding the city is named Xiong Yingchen, Yihua Da Neng."
"This person sent a letter three days ago, asking us to withdraw our troops, and he also took action."
"Oh?"
Wu Rong immediately became interested and said sideways: "Who is fighting this person?"
"Lord Luo."
Luo Shentong came in response to the call.
He saluted and said, "Xiong Yingchen is average in strength. He fought me for thirty rounds and was defeated."
"Now we have activated the Sea City formation to defend."
"The formation is backed by the Blood Sea. Our troops are gathered in Chaozhou and cannot take action. I think it won't be long before the Minghe Yougong will know that we have stationed troops in Chaozhou."
Wu Rong laughed and waved his hand, saying, "Well, Luo Hou led the way and defeated the enemy. Great achievement!"
Hearing this, Luo Shentong was relieved but more surprised. He saw several old acquaintances among the people following Wu Rong.
Among them, Huo Ya Daojun and Peng Xuanhou Bing Fengxi are the most famous, followed by the Yaksha King of the Yaksha Clan and Kinna Heiyan of the Kinnara Clan...
He really didn't expect that when Wu Rong went out, the six clans and hundreds of saints would follow him.
But there should be several powerful people in the south.
Bing Fengxi was alert when he saw Luo Shentong.
It is said that this Shura clan ancestor has been in seclusion for a long time. How could he get involved in these things just after coming out of seclusion?
Judging from his cultivation, it won't be long before he will be promoted to the second flower of Dao. In addition, he surrendered early, so he should be a great man who can take on great responsibilities.
His cultivation is obviously not that superior.
Since he chose to bet on Wu Rong, the crown marquis, he should think more about it.
While thinking with his mind, he also secretly glanced at the light gray evil spirit standing beside Wu Rong.
Ordinary cultivators don't notice that there is a demon god standing there.
Even the second flowers like them can't see the truth.
Rather than surrendering to Wu Rong, it's better to say that he believes in Tushan Jun's strength.
The northwest and the upper reaches of the Styx do need a great master who can hold up the scene.
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Haicheng.
Jade Mysterious Palace.
The saint of the underworld quickly walked into the hall.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, he saw the mighty Taoist master wearing the Jiuhua Cloud Crown, the Kirin Black Armor Robe, and a long mace on the main seat.
The wide beard under the Taoist's chin was like a rosy glow, and the divine light was shining with the charm of Taoism.
He was the general guarding Haicheng.
The powerful Xiong Yingchen.
"Have they responded?"
Xiong Yingchen's voice sounded like the sound of rough iron swords colliding.
"Report to the Taoist, there is news that they are bringing troops to help." The saint did not dare to look up and bowed.
"Bang!"
The stone seat of the bench collapsed immediately, and Xiong Yingchen slowly stood up and shouted sternly: "What is the underworld doing? How dare you station troops on the cliffs of the sea and invade the border of our underworld clan."
As he spoke, the breath of Taoism was steaming, and his face quickly turned pale and redder. Obviously, he was seriously injured.
The saint of the underworld did not dare to reply.
"Damn old thing!" Xiong Yingchen cursed in hatred.
Luo's magical power is really powerful.
After all, the Asura clan was once glorious, and even if it has declined now, the strength of Luo Hou is enough to dominate.
He knew he was going to lose after only ten rounds of fighting.
But he had to hold on.
Otherwise, Linhai City would be lost without even seeing the real master.
The elders of the Blood Sea would never forgive him.
"Why are you so angry?"
The profound sound of the Great Dao slowly fell.
The Great Dao Lord of the Underworld, who came from the air, walked into the hall with a calm expression.
He sat down and said, "You have internal injuries and your consciousness is unstable. It is normal to be shaken, but the more critical the moment is, the more you should complain to Yuan Shouyi, so as not to fall into the Great Dao of Carrying."
Xiong Yingchen was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to bow and salute: "Greetings, Great Dao Lord!"
Accompanying the Great Dao Lord were two other Underworld Dao Lords and a cultivator wearing a black robe and a mask that completely concealed his figure.
Xiong Yingchen couldn't see the other person clearly for a while.
I think he should be a strong Great Dao Lord.
It's just that I don't know why the other party didn't walk in his true body.
Xiong Jianzun took out a crystal fruit shaped like a small persimmon from his pocket, threw it to Xiong Yingchen and said, "Take it, it will be good for your injury."
"Thank you, Lord Dao!"
After Xiong Yingchen swallowed it, his aura became visibly stable, and even his blood and qi were replenished. The throbbing of the coming catastrophe swept away and made Xiong Yingchen calm down a lot.
He replied in a deep voice: "Reporting to Lord Dao, I have sent letters to the Taoist friends who are guarding in Yuantian. They should be on the way."
"It's okay." Xiong Jianzun waved his hand slightly and said, "Now that your aura is stable, go and challenge."
"I'm afraid that my strength is not enough to ruin Lord Dao's plan, and even if I challenge, it should be Luo Shentong who will fight." Xiong Yingchen hesitated.
"Don't be afraid..."
Xiong Jianzun flipped his hand and took out a small pot.
The small pot is black copper in color and long and narrow like a pipe.
"This?" Ji Yingchen was immediately stunned. He felt the strong Tao power from this small pot.
Jiejianzun explained with a smile: "In this pot, I take the secluded air from the end of the spring of the River Styx. As soon as the mist blows out, the pure blood method of Naluo's magical power will be immediately contaminated, and you will be able to win, with all your divine power."
"With this treasure by your side, even two ordinary flowers can't help you."
"I think that although the underworld is quite majestic, there are not many strong ones."
Ji Yingchen's eyebrows were filled with joy and he carefully took over the magic weapon. His consciousness and magic power could be used freely after just a little practice. It was obviously prepared by Dao Lord specially for him.
Although he knew that this might be Lord Dao Dao's test of the Three-flowered Weapon Spirit from the underworld, Ji Yingchen still had no thoughts, but was very grateful.
There are not many battles between great powers, and one defeat will be remembered for hundreds or thousands of years.
He also has to think about his future.
"I'll go too!"
"Go ahead."
"I will sweep the formation for you."
Ji Yingchen worshiped again and put away the magic weapon.
Then it turned into a divine light and soared into the sky.
The purple majestic golden-eyed Qilin Tengyun lifted him up.
Ji Yingchen, who was riding a purple unicorn, came to the other side with Dao Dao. He called the formation and said: "The underworld sent troops for no reason to invade our territory of the Nether Clan. I have good words with you, but I have no choice but to defend the city. Now I am doing the right thing." Now that I have reached the peak of my cultivation, Luo Shen Tong comes out to fight!"
Xuan Feng pointed, and the great avenue he carried appeared as ripples behind him.
Wu Rong, who was sitting on the deck seat, looked at Luo Shentong with a calm expression.
Luo Shentong frowned and said: "It shouldn't be like this. My blow injured him quite a lot. Why is his aura even stronger now?"
"Of course there are people supporting him."
Wu Rong smiled and explained to everyone: "It must be that Dao Lord from the Underworld Palace has arrived. I think he has not only recovered from his injuries, but his combat power will definitely not be low. Who can fight for the underworld?"
Elder Qiu was about to step forward when he saw Wu Rong's eyes stopping him.
He remained silent.
Upon hearing this, Luo Shentong felt that this was indeed the case.
But no matter what, the opponent is his defeat. Even if he gets some treasure or has Dao Lord's magical power added to it, he is not afraid and has enough confidence to defeat the opponent again.
Thinking of this, he stepped forward.
"I'm willing to go!"
Luo Shentong followed the sound and looked over. The person speaking was a tall monk.
Feng Xi smiled and said: "Since he has someone to support him, I don't have to worry about using Erhua to bully the younger generation."
"Bang the drum!" Wu Rong cast his eyes appreciatively.
He just likes people like this, who are not afraid of being ambitious but are afraid of "foolishness".
If you don't want to contribute, you don't want to take responsibility. If you don't dare to take on anything, just stay in your original position, and don't expect any improvement.
Feng Xi waved his sleeves and robe, and a giant chariot flew out.
He immediately rode on.
Get out of the protective shield of the giant ship group.
And Feng Xi said loudly: "Since you have been defeated, Fellow Daoist Luo spared your life, why do you come to seek death again? Our underworld has not invaded the territory of the Nether Clan, but integrated the northwest. Thousands of tribes in the northwest are discussing this matter, but instead Why did you take action without permission to offend the army?"
"you!"
Ji Yingchen was furious and shouted: "Whoever wins and who loses will see the real chapter."
"Come and die!"
A large area suddenly opened up in the air, and Ji Yingchen took action boldly.
…
In the giant ship that was also floating in the air, Lord Yoshima was leaning on the throne.
Looking at the group of giant ships in the distance with a smile: "It has only been sixty years since it was so impressive. No wonder Fellow Daoist rushed here when he heard that the underworld was sending troops. If I were in Fellow Daoist's position, I would have to worry."
The black-robed monk sneered and snorted: "I didn't care about it back then, because I didn't want him to get bigger."
"If the underworld rises, wouldn't it destroy the foundation of our clan?"
The black-robed monk changed the topic and said: "We are actually far away from him, but fellow Taoist is different."
"If he wants to become an emperor, he must brand the Tao to the world. As the Nether Clan closest to them, if fellow Taoists don't stop him, he will unify the northwest now and will bravely conquer the middle and lower reaches in the future."
Lord Yoshima smiled lightly, but he heard something different from his ancestor.
However, it is indeed everyone’s consensus that Zunhun Banner will become an emperor.
But don't forget, it's just a magical weapon.
Even if you really become an ancient soldier of the Ancestral Emperor, you still need a 'person' to take charge, and this 'person' is the key.
"I've heard of him."
Lord Yoshima looked into the distance and said, "It seems there is no upper limit. Maybe he is more than that."
"I think he's almost reached his limit."
The black-robed monk said in a deep voice: "The refinement of the Soul Banner requires evil spirits and souls, but there is not much need for heavenly materials and earthly treasures."
"We have seen clearly that every step he took over the years was made by evil spirits and divine souls. If he wants to become an emperor and an infinite master, the amount of evil spirits he needs is simply immeasurable."
"You know, when he was making the divine weapon, he almost drained the Forbidden Land of Zhengfa God."
"Zhengfa Yantian Shenjun was back then..."
"After all, he has limitations."
Ji Jianzun glanced sideways and came back to his senses: "That's why I took out the Ultimate Divine Weapon and let Ji Yingchen take charge."
"It's also Ichika who cooperates with the Weapon Spirit Divine Weapon."
"Let's see where his background is."
"Don't let me down."
Lord Yoshima relaxed and leaned on the throne, quietly watching the battle.
late.