Second, it is really not a wise move to rely on the current weak mana to fight this Taoist genius.

But what is a wise move?

Huanghu doesn't know either.

At this point, he has no right to speak at all.

No matter it is Tu Shanjun or the Seventh Master of the Yu family, he is not a match for the other party.

Now he is just glad that he did not run away just now, otherwise it would not be Chen Jinding who died but himself.

Turning his eyes, Huang Hu had a shocking thought in his mind.

Maybe Meng Zhi would benefit from doing this.

Once Meng Zhi is killed by Yu Haoming, the only person closest to the treasure besides Yu Haoming is...himself.

If he were to be in charge of the Sovereign Soul Banner, with his cultivation and powerful magic power in the late stage of becoming a god, as well as the help of many evil gods and ghosts in the banner, he should be able to fight even if he faced a saint.

"A chance to change your destiny!"

The wild fox trembled slightly.

He looked back at Meng Zhi.

Shake his head slightly.

He must not take action to harm Meng Zhi.

Based on his understanding of Tu Shanjun, if he takes action, he will be regarded as an enemy, so there is only one thing he has to do, and that is to quietly... watch.

"You can recognize this formation!"

Meng Zhi did not see the deep meaning in Huanghu's eyes.

He was fully focused now.

His eyes and consciousness were locked on Yu Haoming, who had already stood up.

"Master!"

The black-robed monk who carried the chair for Yu Haoming held his hand.

Also surrendering were the remaining three people.

The four of them were dressed exactly the same, had similar body shapes, and even their voices were very similar.

The four people moved in unison, as if they were one person.

"It's better to let my subordinates take the place of the young master and find out what's going on."

The four people exuded auras of inspiration, and they turned out to be four late-stage sages.

You know, even the masters of the Yujin Gang have varying levels of cultivation, and the monks who just carried Yu Haoming's chair are already at this level.

Yu Haoming raised his palm and said lightly: "If you enter the formation, you will die."

"If you don't take action for a long time, the common man and the wise man will become famous."

"Since the master of the Sixteenth Hall resists arrest, I will personally join the battle to get it."

As he spoke, Yu Haoming took a step forward.

The figure with his palms behind his back has already stepped out of the huge ship in the sky. The infinite pressure is like a rewinding waterfall saturating the sky with smoke and clouds, while his figure is walking step by step.

"Buzz!"

The moment he stepped into the formation, golden white light burst out from his whole body, completely covering his figure.

"step."

"Two steps."

"Three steps."

When Yu Haoming took steps, everyone couldn't help but read out loud.

Their expressions were different, but they all seemed to be expecting something.

And Yu Haoming, who had taken three steps away, heard someone else's call, as if a distant voice came from ancient times, shaking his body and soul.

"Yu Haoming."

"Four steps!"

"Five steps."

"..."

Yu Haoming's expression became calmer and calmer.

His eyes swept across the formation.

Look at your arms.

He really felt the pressure from "heaven and earth".

It was the wind that was everywhere, the fire burning from his Dantian Fahai, and the brewing thunderstorm.

However, his cultivation level is not comparable to that of Chen Jinding.

If he could have been born a hundred years earlier, maybe it would not be Yu Haofeng's eldest brother who would be sitting in the position of patriarch, but him.

"I am not a so-called candidate."

Meng Zhi felt the crazy flow of mana in his body, and the expression on his face changed drastically.

He seems to have overestimated the support of the Soul Banner by his own magic power.

"Broken Master!"

"It's done?"

Huang Hu was surprised and happy, but felt anxious in his heart.

Even a little more disappointed.

He hopes that Yu Haoming can kill Meng Zhi to give him a chance, and he also hopes that Tu Shanjun can kill the talented son of the Yu family.

Now it seems that even Tu Shanjun, a top-notch Taoist weapon spirit who is born divine, is no match for the seventh master of the Yu family.

My mood was complicated for a while, which is not enough for outsiders to understand.
Chapter completed!