The sound was like a dog barking, and the sound waves resounded throughout the world.

The huge body of Ancestor Jin Ni crashed through the space, came under the starry sky, and ran straight towards the spirit of the underworld.

The long hair on its neck shines like golden silk, and every time it steps into the void, circles of golden water ripples appear under its hooves.

That sound wave shattered the ice sealing Xutian and the Blood-Drip Sword below the eighteenth level of Netherworld Purgatory.

The blood-dropping sword roared, turned into a beautiful arc, and flew into Chi Yao's hands.

Chi Yao stood on the back of Ancestor Jin Yi, holding a sword and staring at the spirit of the underworld.

At the moment when the ancestor of Jin Ni stretched out his claws and struck at the spirit of the sea of ​​​​underworld, Chi Yao swung her sword and cut off the river of Hades that flowed around the spirit of the sea of ​​​​underworld. The earth tripod and the red tripod were brought into the world of gods by her.

It was only at this moment that the spirit of the underworld finally understood why Zhang Ruochen took the initiative to attack him just now, knowing that he would be defeated and injured.

It is creating opportunities for Chi Yao and Ancestor Jin Yi.

Create an opportunity to rescue Xu Fengjin.

The spirit of the underworld was well aware of the tyrannical power of Ancestor Jin Yi, and did not dare to take it with his bare hands, so he had to swing out the demon stone knife.

The moment the claws of the knife touched, he immediately trampled the space and fell into the void world, removing the power of the claws of the ancestor Jin Ni.

On the other side, Xu Tian escaped, his torn body was reshaped, his expression was extremely cold, and he shouted: "Give me a magic medicine, I will recover from the injury as quickly as possible."

"There is magic medicine in the Tianyu world, go and pick it yourself."

Zhang Ruochen and Baer each held a tripod and fought in close quarters. The tripods collided with each other.

Xutian was eager to regain his strength and avenge his shame, so he turned into a stream of light and rushed into the twenty-seventh level of the world.

After a while, Xu Tian flew out of the world of Tianyu with hundreds of thousands of swords left behind by the Unable to control the Ming King, intending to go to fight against the spirit of the underworld and regain the situation.

"When you go to the Kingdom of the Underworld, you must not let the clone of the spirit of the Underworld Sea control the formation. The Sword Source Divine Tree and the Tianji Brush are suppressed in the Underworld Sea." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xu Tian rolled his eyes and regained some sense. He immediately changed direction and disappeared into the land of Hades shrouded in black mist.

Zhang Ruochen is sure that the dark remnant must have come to Beize Great Wall and is paying attention to this battle.

However, from beginning to end, Zhang Ruochen never placed his hope on Him.

When seeking skin from a tiger, the most important thing is not to seek skin, but to prevent oneself from being eaten by the tiger.

What Darkness Broken Body is planning is the evil hand in Zhang Ruochen's hands, not people like Nether Sea Spirit and Baal.

So, essentially, Zhang Ruochen is his prey.

Of course, if Zhang Ruochen is strong enough, he can severely damage the Mingzu faction.

So as the mortal enemy of the Ming Zu faction, Dark Remnant Body naturally doesn't mind getting involved and helps Zhang Ruochen wipe out the Ming Zu faction.

What Dark Remnant wants to see more is for both Zhang Ruochen and the Ming Ancestor faction to suffer losses. By then, the initiative will be in his hands!

Ancestor Jin Ni is Zhang Ruochen's real trump card, and rescuing Xu Tian will be the most important step in reversing the situation of the battle.

Now Zhang Ruochen is just waiting for the people from Heaven to show up!

The trip to Beizek Great Wall is full of dangers and has great stakes, which can affect the situation of the universe after the opening of the Yuhuang Realm.

As a strategic ally, how could Zhang Ruochen not communicate with Haotian?

Both the sword world and the hell world have strong men coming, and heaven will naturally respond.

The battle at Beize Great Wall is fierce enough, and it will naturally attract people from all sides. The pressure faced by Heaven, Sword Realm, Hell Realm, and Yuhuang Realm will all be reduced.

"Where have the monks from Heaven gone? Why haven't they shown up yet?"

Zhang Ruochen was full of questions and had an ominous premonition.

…

Ancient God Panyuan walked step by step on the Beize Great Wall. His body was like a sacred mountain made of copper, his arms were like pillars, and his eyes were blazing with the divine flames of destruction.

Feng Yan, who was following him, was dressed in a splendid divine robe, holding a Pure Yang Divine Sword, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, which was beyond words.

Under a beacon tower in front, a thin green figure sat cross-legged, playing the piano with both hands.

The melodious sound of the piano seems to be telling the story of eternal grievances, endless sadness and desolation.

As the ancient god Panyuan and Feng Yan got closer and closer, the sound of the piano suddenly turned sharp and high-pitched. In the void, the real sound of gold and iron horses resounded, and countless armies were running, and the killing sounds were soaring into the sky.

Until Ancient God Panyuan stopped ten feet away, the old man in blue and Confucian robes pressed the strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Seeing the face of the old man in blue robes and Confucian robes, Ancient God Pan Yuan narrowed his eyes and his eyelids twitched. He tried his best to suppress the overwhelming shock in his heart and said: "I never thought that you are still alive and have aged like this."

Feng Yan didn't see who the old scholar was. He stared at the Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord standing at the door of the beacon tower, and many doubts arose in his heart.

The old man in green clothes and Confucian robes wore a square scarf on his head and his face was full of wrinkles. He smiled and said: "How can there be the best of both worlds in this world? If you want to gain cultivation, you must give up time."

Ancient God Panyuan observed the surrounding space and said vigilantly: "It's only more than 200,000 years old. Your current mental power makes me unable to see through it. Is it the peak of the ninety-third level, or the ninety-fourth level?"

"Don't be so nervous. We haven't set up any formations. Let's just reminisce about old times as old friends. Why don't we have a chat?"

The old man in blue and Confucian robes picked up the guqin and handed it to the Emperor, Ancestor and Divine Lord, and then twisted his sleeves to make a gesture of invitation.

There is a futon on the ground opposite the low bronze table.

Pan Yuangu said: "Reminiscing about old friends? Are you waiting here on purpose to prevent me from helping Zhang Ruochen? We are both monks in the Kunlun world, and he is the descendant of Xumi, but you don't show any kindness at all? You say so
Chapter completed!