"Elder..." Within the Divine Sword Sect, someone smiled and handed a storage ring to an old man.

His spiritual thoughts moved, and a smile appeared on the old man's face.

"I heard that your Earth Sect lineage has recently been dealing with a small force called Yujing Tower."

"The elder is wise."

"Okay, got it."

"Thank you, elder."

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On the cloud boat where Yujing Tower is located, the evil ghost flag is calm.

"These alien races are really good at fighting." Someone wearing a devil mask said with emotion. He had been fighting a lot during these times, which was really shocking.

Zhao Wuchang walked in and threw the jade in his hand in the air, "Let's take a look at this first."

"The Divine Sword Sect wants us to follow them and help attack the foreign races?" Someone frowned and followed the Divine Sword Sect. There must not be much danger, but is this too much special treatment?

"What on earth are they thinking?" Some people were confused. Since arriving here, they have been stationed in the Gobi and have rarely encountered the army of drought demons. As for the so-called danger, they are nowhere to be found.

Zhao Wuchang glanced at several of them, "What do you think?"

"When soldiers come, they will be blocked, and when water comes, the earth will cover them up." Someone said something, and he was not afraid after knowing certain information.

Zhao Wuchang remained silent. He was not good at this in the past. Now he only knows that the one who wants to deal with them is either the Divine Sword Sect or the Changsheng Sect. The most likely possibility is that these two families may have ideas about them.

Perhaps it was because of those foreign resources, Zhao Wuchang naturally thought of this, but it was just that the enemy was in the dark and we were in the clear, making him a little unsure of the overlord's methods.

A few days later, through Wu Yixian's contact, Zhao Wuchang got an answer.

"The situation is not chaotic, they want to do it quietly."

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Zhao Wuchang swallowed his saliva. Speaking of this, he would be a fool if he didn't understand.

On the battlefield, offense and defense are now distinct. If these two things are to attack them, they will definitely be noticed by other overlords.

Of course, if there is only one family, it can be said to have offended the overlord, but obviously not. The purpose of the two families' action together is definitely not as simple as provoking anyone. Everything about Yujing Tower will soon be known to other overlords.

, then the purpose of the two sects will naturally be self-evident.

No one is a fool, so the Divine Sword Sect and the Immortality Sect can wait.

As for the timing, there is a gap in understanding between these two sects and Zhao Wuchang. The only missing point is the alien drought demon.

Zhao Wuchang and others believed that this expedition was a decisive war, but the two families did not think so.

Any foreign race with a reputation that has been spread since a long time ago is definitely not an idle race. Therefore, no family in Xuantian Territory has ever said that they will deal with the Han Demon alone. They all know clearly that the Han Demon must have a strong foundation. When those foundations come out

, war is not what everyone thinks.

Of course, Xuantianyu just believed that he would win in the end, so he was not too nervous from top to bottom.

"When the drought breaks out, it's time for each family to clear the snow in front of them. As long as they use a few tricks, the war situation will be chaotic. Who knows why the Yujing Tower is gone?"

Zhao Wuchang looked at the map of the Xuantian Territory. He didn't know where the Han Demons appeared from, but they were in the remaining territories and were squeezing them step by step. They were destined to use their secrets to explode.

"Inform the entire building to be alert at all times and leave room for war." After thinking for a moment, Zhao Wuchang gave the order.

No matter where the so-called great power exists, he can be sure that they are the only ones in the Yujing Tower army now. If the two sects of Shenjian Changsheng attack with thunderous force, they will not be able to hold on to the great power to save the situation.

Under the war, there are undercurrents.

The last resort of the alien race made everyone angry and shocked.

As the overlords of all parties advance, the battle lines will naturally become longer...

boom!

boom!

boom!

Night fell, but not completely, and the sky-high firelight illuminated the vast darkness.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!!!" In the arena, each drought demon suddenly broke free of the black iron on its body and howled loudly.

Not only this arena, but all the arenas built behind the hegemons of all parties have flames shooting into the sky.

The blazing flames ignited the sky, flowing like water and eventually forming a ferocious figure.

"That's... a totem?" The Yuan Xiang Realm monk was shocked. He was well-studied in history and vaguely knew something terrible, so he fled into the distance in a panic.

There was a riot in the arena, and the prosperity turned into dust. Countless people screamed and wailed, but in the end they could not escape the fate of being torn apart.

At this moment, these monks who usually chatted and laughed finally understood how terrible the battle faced by the overlords was.

Just looking at themselves, they have absolutely no confidence that they can always be afraid of Hanba, who is in the same realm, facing this ferocious alien race.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Some people in the noble place had ugly expressions, and the horrible images of those prosperous places appeared in their eyes.

This is the overlord sect's base on the ground, and its power is powerful, but right now, they have no idea of ​​taking action.

Because there were too many Drought Demons in this arena, and many Drought Demons from the Purple Mansion Yuanxiang Realm appeared from behind, which frightened them even more.

Originally, there were a large number of people here, and the number of monks was countless times that of these drought demons. As long as they gathered a little strength to resist, they could organize the sect's power to suppress them, but who knew that they would see this scene in front of them.

"A bunch of rabble!!!" someone scolded, his face extremely ugly, how could the sect allow these rubbish in the world to come here.

But he couldn't say it bluntly. These people who enjoyed noble treatment were all related households of the sect. There was a reason why they could follow the overlord's conquering army to drink soup here.

"As long as those greedy people are allowed to come..."

"Be careful what you say."

"Humph, why don't you let us talk? What should we do now? If we can't suppress this turmoil, you and I will be the ones to blame."

Silence, only silence.

The reason why these people are here is actually not much different from the reason of those panicked people. They are all related households.

And the most important thing is that he doesn't want to go to the battlefield.

"Activate the formation, send a message to the front line, inform the sect leader, if something happens... let's fight together." Looking at everyone, the meaning is very clear, everyone is the worm of the sect, no one can think of being alone.

All in all, in short, if we can't defeat it, we shouldn't go out.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

One after another roars sounded in the bustling city in the distance, making all the monks present tremble with fear.

Those people outside are probably going to die cleanly.

An inexplicable pressure came, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but then there was unspeakable despair.

The mighty ones showed up, and this was beyond their scope of responsibility, but still.
Chapter completed!