Su Xuan said lightly.

Everyone: "..." Monk Tiannan: "..." Mu Tian will listen to these words and see if he vomits blood or not! And the next moment.

"boom!"

The soldiers of the Seven Saint Kings gathered on Saint Taiping.

"Holy!"

"king!"

As Saint Taiping spoke his words, he actually began to transform.

Hua Hua Hua...Hunting in white clothes, proud of the world.

This is the phantom of the Holy King Lingxiao.

"I will never become an immortal in this life..." A vague and unruly voice sounded from somewhere.

then.

Everyone's heads were like thunder exploding from the sky.

I saw the phantom of Lingxiao Saint King swatting away Wu Chenkong's defense like a fly, and then swatted him away.

"court death!"

Wu Chenkong shouted fiercely, his hair stood on end, and behind him, the ghost in the sky roared up to the sky, puffing out ancient gray mist.

Everyone thought Wu Chenkong was going to explode again.

"My senior brother from the Martial Palace...is no less capable than the Evil Lord!"

The Sifang Emperor stopped drinking and appeased the martial monks.

"Wu Chenkong is not weak to the evil lord!"

"This is destined to be a shocking battle, we will wait and see!"

Zhang Wuyou and Beigong Zhuxie shouted loudly.

but.

"The martial monks obey the order and withdraw to the West!"

Wu Chenkong's voice echoed.

The strong man from the Martial Palace: "..." There was a "pop" sound, and they felt a big hand slap them in the face randomly.

"How could he do this!"

Their faces are distorted.

but.

Wu Chenkong ran away! What reasons did they have, what qualifications did they have, and why didn't they run away?

A moment.

The Martial Hall monks began to retreat one after another, and the Tiannan monks were dumbfounded.

But the next moment.

"Submitting without fighting is useless! The cultivators in Tiannan listen to my orders and follow me into the West today!"
Chapter completed!