"I don't want to enmity with the Confucian sect, but the Confucian sect doesn't give me a way to survive. If that's the case, you can't blame me!" Zhong Shan said coldly.

At the same time, the shadow body Zhong Shan from the underworld has arrived near the Wheel Hall.

"Ni Bodhisattva, give me troubles and troubles, endless troubles and troubles!" Zhong Shan said coldly.

"Yes!" The Clay Bodhisattva did not dare to say more. When he reached out his hand, he summoned the majestic blood-colored vexation turbidity from the east of the Wheel Hall.

As soon as the emperor's picture of the shadow body in the underworld is revealed, the terrifying troubles and turmoil immediately wash away.

"You are about to die, and you still pretend to be the emperor? Confucian disciples, Hongzhen, come with me to kill!" Yan Hui shouted.

Yan Hui wants to kill Zhong Shan in a hurry, because Zhong Shan's current performance far exceeds that of Ling Xiao Tianting that day. Is he hiding his clumsiness, or is he growing up?

If he is hiding his stupidity, that's fine. If he grows up, it will be terrible.

A large number of strong men surrounded Zhongshan.

Picture of Zhongshan Emperor with one finger.

"Bang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The terrifying bloody trouble suddenly filled the surrounding space.

The surrounding world was suddenly filled with an endless sea of ​​blood, wrapping everyone around it. The endless bloody ghosts kept struggling and tumbling in the sea of ​​blood.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~!"

"My magic weapon"

"Master, help me~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

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Endless screams suddenly came from the turmoil of worry, all of them were Confucian disciples. As soon as Zhongshan's turmoil of worry came out, the terrifying power immediately enveloped everyone.

The troubles are turbid. In the past, the Clay Bodhisattva used it to fight against the ancient immortals. Even if the ancient immortals entered, they would be entangled for a while, let alone these Confucian disciples?

In the distance, the onlookers had already fled back in fear. Looking at the sea of ​​blood in the distance, their hearts were filled with chills.

"Zhongshan's power? Who said he is an immortal?"

"What is that sea of ​​blood? Is it so scary? This is the strongest sea of ​​blood I have ever seen!"

"What a turbid sea of ​​blood, the surrounding space seems to have been corroded!"

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People kept talking in fear.

But inside, the endless Confucian disciples were suffering the most direct pain. Amidst the turmoil of troubles, the magic weapons were all filthy. The terrifying corrosion, none of them could bear it at all.

"Asshole, Zhongshan~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Feeling the death of his disciple, Yan Hui roared up and suddenly opened a big hole in the turmoil of troubles.

But just as Yan Hui opened the big hole, the hair on his back suddenly stood up.

Suffer!

Not only did he suffer, but it was too late. A big mouth suddenly swallowed Yan Hui and the magic weapon in his hand.

Baji Tianwei! Is he back?

The endless troubles were captured by Zhong Shan with the emperor's picture.

The earth sank ten feet, and all the Confucian disciples disappeared in the void. Yan Hui disappeared, Taiyi Saint King disappeared, and Baji Tianwei also disappeared.

Only Zhong Shan, Su Afo and Princess Jiuwei were left.

The strong men in the distance were all stunned. From today on, no one in the Fengzhong territory will know Zhongshan. Destroy thousands of disciples of the Confucian sect, destroy the ancient immortal beauty, and destroy the Saint King Taiyi?

The battle at Zhongshan showed its majesty!
Chapter completed!