Zhong Shan's three Kaitian moves, the strongest palm seal against Ying Huo.
Regardless of the reason, everyone was convinced that Zhong Shan had blocked the Saint's attack. When the surrounding ancestors and immortals looked at Zhong Shan again, they no longer felt gloating at his misfortune at the beginning, but rather trembled.
This Zhongshan is too powerful, and this Da'ao is too weird.
Even a saint suffered losses at the hands of Zhong Shan many times.
However, people don't care about these, they care about Zhong Shan's last words.
Is it because you have no chance anymore? Yinghuo has no chance anymore? What do you mean?
Even Yinghuo in the sky was surprised.
At this moment, Zhong Shan waved his hand gently.
The officials behind him quickly moved out of the center.
"Bang!"
The door to the Palace of Eternal Life opened with a bang.
Slowly, figures wrapped in black robes walked out from the gate.
Each one was wrapped in black robes, but their powerful aura was not hidden.
There were eleven in total, eleven powerful auras from the Ancestral Immortal Realm came out of the Palace of Eternal Life.
Ancestral Immortals? There are eleven Ancestral Immortals hidden in Da'ao? How is it possible? How is it possible? Why didn't Zhong Shan recruit them at the beginning? Who are they? What is their relationship with Da'ao?
The surrounding ancestors and immortals looked surprised.
In the void pavilion.
Mozi and Mitian also sat down again, but when they saw the eleven figures walking out of the Palace of Eternal Life, Mitian was surprised again and said: "Ancestor Immortal? Eleven? Skeleton clan?"
The eleven ancestors walked slowly towards Zhongshan. Under everyone's gaze, they walked side by side, with only one walking in front.
"Commander of the Ninth Legion of Da'ao, Wang Sku, pays homage to the Holy King!" Wang Shou bowed slightly.
"Greetings to the Holy King!" Ten ancestors and immortals shouted together.
The ministers of Da'ao? Eleven ancestors?
Above the distant starry sky, the ancestors and immortals brought by Tianshuzi took a breath of cold air, Da'ao? There are actually ancestors and immortals in Da'ao? So powerful?
The Son of God also stared at Zhongshan below. When he saw the eleven ancestors worshiping Zhongshan, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
Eleven ancestors? Enough to make the saint slightly afraid.
High in the sky in the sky, Yinghuo's face turned ugly for a while. Although the injury just now was nothing, it still had a point, but it was still easy to destroy Zhongshan. Unfortunately, now, there were eleven more Ancestral Immortal ministers suddenly appearing, which was a bit tricky.
The eleven ancestors had just finished worshiping. At this moment, the expressions of countless powerful men from all directions suddenly changed.
From the southeast, a vast aura suddenly came. It was the ancestor immortals again? And it was a large group of ancestor immortals?
In a blink of an eye, the group of ancestors and immortals flew over.
The ancestors flew over, and Wang Skull suddenly stood up on guard.
Zhong Shan waved his hand and stopped the king's skeleton! He stopped the Da'ei military ministers!
"call!"
A gust of wind blew by, and ten figures stopped in mid-air.
As soon as the ten figures stopped, some officials from Da'ao suddenly showed joy because they saw a man from Da'ao, Luo Xingchen, inside.
Especially Mr. Corpse. Mr. Corpse looked at Luo Xingchen with slight surprise. Luo Xingchen had actually reached the level of ancestor immortal. What adventure could he have?
The ten people looked around, and then quickly followed the leader and landed in front of the Eternal Life Palace.
Ten ancestors came to Da'ao? Who are they? A large number of powerful people gathered around to express their surprise.
The leader, a thin man in black robe, took a step forward and suddenly bowed to Zhong Shan.
"Commander of the Eleventh Legion of Da'ao, Shen Gongbao, together with his quasi-ministers of Da'ao, pay homage to the Holy King!" Shen Gongbao bowed with great courtesy.
"Shen Gongbao?"
As soon as this name came out, countless strong men from all over the world started shouting. That disaster star Shen Gongbao? The Shen Gongbao who tricked countless masters to death?
This is nothing, the main thing is the phrase ‘Commander of the Eleventh Army Corps’? And ‘Quasi Minister of Da’e’?
"Greetings to the Holy King!" Luo Xingchen and the other eight ancestors bowed respectfully.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Shen Qing!" Zhong Shan immediately helped Shen Gongbao up, looking like a monarch and his minister.
The scene of a monarch and his ministers getting along well is naturally the best thing in the eyes of the Da'ei people, but in the eyes of the onlookers Zuxian and Yinghuo, it is extremely dazzling.
Another ancestor of Da’e?
"Thank you so much for coming to my Da'ao, Zhongshan. If you are willing to join my Da'ao, Zhongshan will definitely live up to you all!" Zhongshan said to the eight ancestors.
"Of course we are here to join Da'ao and pay our respects to the Holy King!" the eight people said again.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Zhong Shan said with satisfaction.
It was such a touching scene of recruiting talents, but this touching scene became more and more dazzling in Yinghuo's eyes.
Twenty-one? Twenty-one more ancestors appeared in the blink of an eye? Is there a mistake?
Even Tian Juzi and others in the distant starry sky watched this scene with bated breath, as if they didn't want to believe what they were seeing.
As for the ancestors and immortals around who were preparing to add insult to injury for Da'ao, they were all holding their breaths at the moment, dissatisfied, unwilling, and filled with bitter emotions in their hearts.
Da'ao? There are twenty-one more ancestors. This, this is just adding insult to injury. Yinghuo in the sky doesn't dare to touch the edge.
Da'ao actually has twenty-six ancestors? Is this still a small holy court? No, Zhongshan is even more perverted. He actually made Yinghuo suffer for a long time.
As if the ostentation was not enough, Zhong Shan turned his head and looked at the Palace of Eternal Life again.
A group of ancestors and immortals also followed Zhong Shan and looked towards the Palace of Eternal Life.
"Pah, pah, pah...!"
Bursts of thick sounds slowly came from the Hall of Eternal Life. Another kind of ancestral immortal breath came from inside.
People stared and looked inside.
In the main hall, a huge white wolf slowly stepped out. When the white wolf stepped out, its size suddenly changed to the size of a hundred feet, and the powerful ancestral immortal aura was emitted by the white wolf.
But the white wolf in the Ancestral Fairyland is just a mount, because there is actually a person standing above its head.
A person who can trample the wolves of the Ancestral Immortal Realm under his feet as a mount?
"Emperor Xuanzhen?" Tianshuzi suddenly shouted in the distant starry sky.
Yinghuo's face in the sky changed even more sadly. Yinghuo also knew him, Emperor Xuanzhen?
It's actually Di Xuanzhen? He's also in Da'ao?
Who else can willingly trample the wolves in the Ancestral Immortal Realm under their feet? There is only one person in the world, and that is Di Xuanzhen!
Emperor Xuanzhen did not release the power of the ancestors. Yinghuo suspected that he was fake. However, from the combination of Emperor Xuanzhen and the Baizhang Giant Wolf, Yinghuo felt the same kind of loneliness that Emperor Xuanzhen had at the entrance to Shitian Holy Realm.
Some bloodline aura.
It's the aura of Emperor Xuanzhen, that's right. Among the wolves in the world, the only one who can exude the aura of noble blood is Emperor Xuanzhen. In front of him, Emperor Xuanzhen didn't release the power of the ancestors, that's because he disdains it!
Yinghuo felt sad in his heart, fight again? Can we fight again?
I had just fought against Zhong Shan and suffered a slight injury. Now Zhong Shan's strength was strong again. In another fight, Zhong Shan had twenty-two more ancestors and even more of the perverted Emperor Xuanzhen.
What to fight for?
Yinghuo seemed to be awake at this moment. Staring at the Lingxiao Heavenly Court below, he felt a mixture of emotions in his heart. A kind of depression that could not be vented went straight into the depths of his heart. Why is this happening? Why is this happening?
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