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Chapter 2145 Three golden immortals? What is it!

Pei Huangyu looked coldly at the battleships at Yaoyang Gate in the distance.

The two battleships are one hundred thousand miles apart, but the people on the battleships are all strong men. The distance of one hundred thousand miles is almost like facing each other, and even the hair on the other's face can be seen clearly.

"You want to take credit?"

Pei Huangyu asked coldly.

"What does this fellow Taoist mean?"

Hu Ming said in surprise: "We are kind enough to help you, but you are accusing us of taking credit?"

Pei Huangyu and the others glared at each other, while Hu Ming and the others did not show any weakness and looked at each other.

They have done things to steal credit many times, but they either robbed people who were not as powerful as the Yaoyang Clan, or they did things in a secretive way, and so far they have not capsized.

The same is true for the monks facing the ice and snow realm today.

Pei Huangyu gritted his teeth and ordered the warship to turn around and rush towards Hu Ming's warship.

"What do you want to do in the Ice and Snow World?"

As soon as the battleship in the ice and snow domain moved, it was immediately noticed by others. They were all surprised to see the battleship with ice and snow mountains engraved on it rushing towards the battleship with the scorching sun pattern engraved on it.

"Is there any enmity between Ice and Snow Heaven and Yaoyang Clan?"

Many people subconsciously think so.

After all, what the Yaoyang Sect did just now was very secretive and fast. If you weren't keeping an eye on it, you wouldn't know it at all.

Seeing the battleships coming from the ice and snow realm, Hu Ming and the others were not afraid, but instead laughed.

"Ice and Snow Realm, what are you doing?"

The battleship suddenly paused and stopped strangely, and then a cold voice sounded in the ears of Pei Huangyu and others.

He is Wu Potian's adjutant.

Marshal Wu Potian left to fight with the Green Demon King. His adjutant was responsible for controlling the battlefield. Only at critical moments, Wu Potian would issue orders, such as the previous full-army attack.

Pei Huangyu and others were shocked.

During the war, those who stirred up trouble for no reason died! Wu Potian's adjutant was also a Golden Immortal.

"Sir, the Yaoyang Clan is trying to steal the credit."

Pei Huangyu gritted his teeth and said.

"Being robbed of credit by others is due to your incompetence, and it is not the reason for you to attack your fellow tribesmen."

The adjutant's voice came coldly: "If you dare to move around again and try to attack your fellow tribesmen, you will die!"

Pei Huangyu was furious.

This is an obvious bias towards Yaoyangmen.

"Are you being unreasonable?

If you are strong enough, you can take credit from others?"

Yang Yu jumped in anger.

"Do not talk!"

Kumu was so frightened that he quickly restrained Yang Yu. At the same time, he raised his head and prayed: "I am ignorant, please forgive me."

"court death!"

The adjutant's voice was still cold and unwavering, but a strong pressure came over, and the souls and bodies of everyone on the entire battleship were frozen, and they were about to be crushed into powder.

Suddenly, an ice flower appeared on Yang Yu's body, erasing the pressure. Yang Yu's body relaxed and he immediately roared: "My father is a golden immortal, you dare to kill me?"

The huge pressure paused for a moment and then disappeared. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and turned pale. The feeling just now was disappointing.

But Yang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood and became depressed.

"Because you are young, I will spare your life.

Next time, I will kill you without mercy."

"Haha, don't you dare kill me."

There was blood at the corner of Yang Yu's mouth, but he was not afraid at all.

He expected that the adjutant would not dare to take action.

If others are killed, they will be killed. No one wants to compete with a golden immortal for his subordinates.

But he, Yang Yu, is the son of the Golden Immortal. Unless there is a deep hatred, the adjutant would not dare to offend a Golden Immortal at will, especially at this critical moment of the war between clans.

"Stop talking, this gentleman seems to have a very good relationship with Yaoyang Clan."

The palace owner of the Snow God Palace said in a low voice.

Pei Huangyu gritted his teeth, ordered the battleship to turn back to its original direction, and continued to fight the demon clan.

Pei Huangyu endured this, and Hu Ming and the others felt bored, so they didn't bother to come over to provoke.

Seeing that the powerful Ice and Snow Heaven Territory was being bullied, the people in the East Ji Heaven Territory became numb.

This is indeed a cruel world.

"Oh, there is no way. Who let Yaoyang Clan have three golden immortals, but we only have one."

The master of the Snow God Palace sighed.

This has always been the case in all heavens and realms.

A single Golden Immortal can easily destroy tens of thousands of warships.

In this kind of war that swept all the tribes in the world, the outcome was never determined by the lowly monks below, who were not even worthy of the Golden Immortal. It was just the Immortal Lords and Demon Emperors who were sitting firmly at the back and had not yet taken action.

There was a rumble and the sky shook.

A burst of lightning exploded. In the countless lightning, mountains, rivers and rivers flashed away, spreading in all directions, covering tens of millions of miles. Hundreds of warships from the nearby human race and demon race were unable to avoid them. They were swept away by the lightning and turned into fly ash.

Bingyuan put away this broken world of thunder, walked down from the sky step by step, and landed on the battleship.

He killed another demon king! While others were still in the temptation and struggle with each other, he had already killed two demon kings in a row.

"My lord is mighty!"

In the Ice and Snow Realm, the monks in the East Extreme Realm cheered and sang and danced.

The achievements of the two demon kings are more than the annihilation of 100,000 and millions of warships.

"what happened?"

Bingyuan had no expression on his face and looked at Yang Yu.

If he hadn't sensed that the magical power he left on Yang Yu's body was broken, he wouldn't have been so eager to kill the opponent's demon king.

It's not a good sign to stand out on the battlefield.

"Dad, they bully people too much."

Yang Yu complained directly and told the story.

"Dad, there are three golden immortals in Yaoyang Clan. Even if the commander has a good relationship with them, can we afford to offend him?"

Yang Yu asked worriedly.

Bingyuan's expressionless face showed a hint of sneer: "Three Golden Immortals?

What else is it?"

He reached out and grabbed Hu Ming's battleship and threw it directly to the front line.

"Which fellow Taoist would make such a joke to one of my disciples?"

A loud voice came, and at the same time a big golden hand appeared above Hu Ming and his battleship, trying to catch them back.

It's good to have someone covering you. At least it can save your life when you're in danger.

But unfortunately, just when the golden hand was about to grab the battleship, an ice flower bloomed and cut off the hand.

Boom! Tens of thousands of attacks from demon warships came at once. Hu Ming and the others disappeared without even a chance to fear and despair.

"you dare?"

After the furious voice, a figure with golden light all over his body, like a sun, appeared in front of Bingyuan.

"Your disciples made my son vomit a mouthful of blood, so they took their lives."

Bingyuan looked at the other party and said calmly: "If you have an opinion, it will cost you your life."

The golden figure of the Yaoyang Sect, the master of the Yaoyang Sect, was startled when he heard this.

There is a natural difference between a disciple and a son.

If it was really his disciples who harmed other people's sons first, then they deserved to lose their lives.

But Jinxian's dignity could not let him leave like this.

"Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the demon clan on the battlefield when you attack your fellow clansmen?"

Wen Yanqing said in a deep voice.

Bingyuan's face was expressionless: "Whoever laughs will be beaten to death."

"You..." Wen Yanqing wanted to say something else, but Bingyuan interrupted him impatiently: "I have killed two demon kings.

How many have you killed?"


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