There was almost no suspense. The four spirit towers that had just condensed from the four spirits were directly shattered.

You must know.

Although the four spirits are very talented, they are only at the fourth level of the Taoist King.

However, these disciples who appeared have already entered the fifth level of the Taoist King.

A dozen people who are stronger than them take action.

Where can the four spirits be matched?

So, as the Four Spirit Towers were broken, they were directly bombarded out.

Blood in my mouth kept spitting out.

He was seriously injured.

"Haha, with this little ability, I dare to come to my Qingyun Sect to ask for someone.

You really think that you are the God Emperor of Great Zhou or the Prince of Great Zhou.

Just a few dogs who were taken in, they dared to be so arrogant.

Give you face, don’t take care of yourself, who will blame me!"

At this time, Qingyun finally showed a hideous smile.

Long Feng believed that if it weren't for the four of them.

Now he is a native of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The other party will kill them without hesitation.

"In addition to the Four Spirits, all the people from the Dragon Head Clan who came with them were brought back to the sect.

Originally, a few slaves died in these days, but now they are just enough to make up for it!”

The voice is extremely arrogant.

Just after the words fell.

Behind him were several disciples of Qingyang Sect.

He rushed towards the people of the Dragon Head Clan who came with Long Feng and others.

Obviously, we need to prepare for arrest.

"You dare!"

After seeing such a scene.

Long Feng roared angrily.

His eyes were about to break, but there was no way.

Don't say you're already injured.

He was not injured, and the four spirits were one, and he could deal with two powerful people in the fifth level of Taoist Kings, which was already the limit.

Now, there are dozens of people in the field, how to deal with it.

But how could his shout work?

The current dragon-headed clan is not the dragon-headed clan of the past.

If Long Feng had a higher status in the Great Zhou Dynasty, they might not dare.

But in the eyes of Qingyun and others, the other party was just a surrender.

If you don’t kill him and catch a few people from the Dragon Head tribe, there shouldn’t be any big problem.

"Bang!"

However, just in Long Feng's eyes, he showed a look of despair.

I could only watch his tribe members being captured in front of him.

A stick shadow hit.

The golden light shone through the void and sprinkled with dazzling light.

The Qingyang Sect disciple who rushed in the front.

It was actually swept into blood mist by a stick.

Blood splattered, which was extremely frightening.

Then, a golden eye and sharp teeth were covered with golden armor.

The general with a rebellious face walked out.

It was the general of the Fighting Legion, Sun Wukong.

Behind him, a group of soldiers were followed.
Chapter completed!