"Senior! The time for the Fire Emperor Cave is closed! It won't be possible if you don't close it!"

Yan Dan, the Supreme Elder of Zhenyang Sect, bowed and bowed.

"Noisy!" The big knife angrily said Zhou Cang. He flew to Yan Dan's side and slapped Yan Dan in the face.

"Bang!" A crisp slap sounded.

"No matter when labor and capital are asked to wait, you have to wait!" Zhou Cang scolded angrily. He was burning in a bad situation at this time, so he could not care about so much.

Since he separated from Xu Shaoming, Dadao General Zhou Cang has been deeply trapped in self-blame. As the left guard of his lord, he did not protect his lord well. This is a great humiliation.

"You! You... are rough!" Yan Dan, whose face was flushed, roared angrily. There were two voices fighting in his mind. One was the voice of the Fire Emperor Xing Aotian, who asked him to fight back and fight with Zhou Cang; the other was the voice of Yan Dan, who asked him to endure humiliation and live a life of mercy.

"Stop!"

"Double to the side!"

"roll!"

“…”

The other bandits from the Three Kingdoms on the left and right guards flew down from the air. While yelling, they occupied four directions of the Zhoutian Seven Star Formation.

On the vast Wuhuan prairie, the disciples of the Xuehe Sect, Yinzi Sect and Soul Refining Sect had already joined his sect team. Seeing this scene, the three major sects in the Northern Wilderness did not leave immediately, quietly in the camp a hundred miles away, watching the development of this dispute.

He Tong and He An of Yinzi Sect died at the hands of Xu Shaoming; Murong Que and Murong Que of Soul Refining Sect died at the hands of Xu Shaoming and his soldiers; several disciples of Xuehe Sect also died at the hands of Xu Shaoming.

Such hatred made the leaders of the three major sects in the Northern Wilderness Region, Nangong Shiyue, Liu Ruyan and Murong Xiao, feel dissatisfied. They all wished that Xu Shaoming would never come out. In this way, it would be possible to untie their hatred.

In the south of the Wuhuan Prairie, the tall Yulin Pass, and the four major sects in the northern region of the Eastern Desert were also ready to leave. Seeing that Xu Shaoming had not been teleported out, they all started to watch with gloating.

There were also four old men with white hair and beards who did not stand with other sects. They were all imposing and sprayed out white true energy.

These four old men are the second-generation disciples of Guigu Sect, the hidden sect of Di State, and are also the four masters of the fourth sons of Guigu Sect, Bai Yecai and others. Guigu Sect has a strange rule that each generation can only accept four disciples. These four old men are also the fourth sons of Guigu Sect of Guigu in the previous generation. The four sons join forces and are invincible in the world!

"Swoosh swish swish!"

These four old men flew up from the city walls of Yulin Pass and flew towards the camp of the rear army.

"Huh!" Xiahou Jingtian, the leader of the Beast Control Sect, exclaimed. His face was cold, and a touch of sinister hidden behind his eyes. His proud disciple Xiahou Jieming was killed by Xu Shaoming himself. Why is he not angry?

Seeing someone stand up, Xiahou's original obsession immediately gained the upper hand. He stared coldly at the actions of the four sons of the Guigu Sect, the older generation.

"Oh! Aw!"

Seeing this scene, the flying demon Bearing Lao Jiu, whose body has shrunk, burst into laughter. It floats on the top of the Yulin Mountains, looking like watching the fun.

"Ah! It's interesting!"

Hu Laowu, whose winged tiger with shrinking figure also shouted in surprise at this time. It scratched the golden brown hair on its body and slung over the Shenglong Mountains.

Sun Yanwu, the leader of Liuyun Sect, and Zhao Xuangong, the supreme elder of Lietian Sect, did not leave either. They met with their disciples and stood in the tall Yulin Pass to watch.

Sun Yanwu is actually one of the martial soul clones of the Fire Emperor Xing Aotian. However, his original obsession was quite powerful and he barely took the initiative in his body.

Zhao Xuan Palace missed the opening time of the Fire Emperor Cave Palace. Instead, he became a blessing in disguise. He was not the chess piece clone of the Fire Emperor Xing Aotian, but he could decide his own destiny.

Yan Tao and Yan Li sat cross-legged beside the elder Li You, looking calm and composed. They had already experienced the power of the soldiers of the Later Army, and of course they would not be optimistic about the actions of the fourth son of Guigu Sect.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Four three-inch-sized array flags flew out from the hands of the second-generation disciples of Guigu Sect. These four four-color array flags are all top-quality mysterious weapons.

The red formation flag is inserted in the south of the Houjun camp; the green formation flag is inserted in the east of the Houjun camp; the blue formation flag is inserted in the north of the Houjun camp; the yellow formation flag is inserted in the west of the Houjun camp.

“Buzz!”

After a three-inch-sized array flag was inserted into the black Wuhuan grass, bursts of strange sounds came. Balls of white mist radiated from the four array flags.

...

While the soldiers of the rear army were fighting against a group of hostile forces, Xu Shaoming was also desperately looking for a way out.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Three rays of light flashed.

Hei Niu and Xiaobai got into the green spiritual jade gourd; the dark green Xiaomo got into Xu Shaoming's silver armor. Now it was a critical moment, and Xu Shaoming didn't dare to let Xiaomo get into his skin.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Xu Shaoming, who was flying in the air, exhaled his true energy. The dark red beast soul banner suddenly expanded, wrapping the fragments of the huge white sarcophagus in it. The white giant coffin was carved and refined with spiritual material, black and savage rock. According to Xu Shaoming's personality, of course, it cannot be let go.

"Swish!"

Xu Shaoming exhaled his true energy wildly, and in the vast underground palace, he started to move at high speed, looking for the leaving formation. His spiritual sense dispersed and he scanned and searched everywhere, but found nothing abnormal.

"Bit!"

Beads of sweat as big as peas dripped from his forehead. If they couldn't go out, they would still die! Thinking of this, he looked at the nine-color cushions floating in the air.

"Huh!" Xu Shaoming shouted in surprise. He saw that there was a huge seven-star map of the sarcophagus in the original site, slowly appearing from the white floor.

"call!"

He let out a long sigh and said viciously: "I broke through! I want the dead bird to face up! Immortal turn over!"

"Swoosh!"

He jumped to the nine-colored futon, and ordered the nine-colored futon to fly to the Tianquan position of the seven-star map of the Zhoutian.

“Buzz!”

Strange sounds came.

A series of nine-colored lights emerged from the nine-colored futon, covering Xu Shaoming standing on the nine-colored futon.

"boom!"

A loud bang came. The nine-colored light ball floating on the Tianquan position disappeared.

"Huh! We're finally leaving! I must plan well!" At this time, a green figure about eight feet tall suddenly appeared in the center of the Zhoutian Seven Star Map. This green figure was actually one of the martial soul clones of the Fire Emperor Xing Aotian.

The green martial soul glanced at the vast underground palace and roared: "Xu Shaoming! Ant! I will come back."

"Boom!" After the words fell, the green figure penetrated into the slightly luminous seven-star map of Zhoutian.

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!