The plan that Wang Daoyuan and the Wen family discussed before was to make all major forces suffer losses and then take action to wipe out these forces.

This was the purpose of provoking Tianji Palace to take action against Yuheng Sword Sect.

Now that the three sects have fought together, life and death can only be decided in an instant.

If the two companies enter now, Tianji Palace and Tianshu Sect may win.

At that time, the Wang family and the Wen family will still have to take action against these two sects.

Continuing the war will really delay development.

Moreover, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect over the Ten Thousand Demons Islands has become a climate.

If the Seven Stars Sea Territory cannot be integrated as soon as possible, and after the Ten Thousand Demons Sect resolves its internal conflicts and suppresses the Zhenhai Sect, it is time to reach out to the Seven Stars Sea Territory.

Wen Xuanhai sent a message asking: "Fellow Daoist Wang, what should we do?

Old ghost Jin Yan shouted out his words. If we don't take action, it will be difficult for us to stay out of it.

If we take action, the Yuheng Sword Sect will be destroyed quickly, and the Tianji Palace and Tianshu Sect will become bigger, which will be difficult for us in the future."

Wang Daoyuan chuckled and responded via voice transmission: "Of course we have to take action, but it's not our fault that we can't do anything after we take action."

Wen Xuanhai's eyes lit up and he immediately understood the meaning of these words.

"Then let's help Tianshu Sect and Tianji Palace."

Having said that, put away the dilapidated boat.

The four people fell from the Gangfeng layer, removed their hiding methods, and appeared in front of everyone.

The Soul-Destroying Lord's face changed slightly: "Fellow Wen Dao, our previous promise is still valid.

As long as the Wen family and the Wang family can stand by and watch, Tianquan Island belongs to you two."

Lord Jinyan hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Literary Taoist, don't listen to their nonsense.

During the previous battle on Qingmu Island, they wanted to kill the monks of the Wen family and the Wang family.

If you two help the Yuheng Sword Sect, our two sects will surely perish.

By then, your two families will not be spared either.

You should think clearly about who you should help."

Wen Xuanhai smiled and said: "Of course I know this. The fellow Taoists of Yuheng Sword Sect are indeed not very authentic in their actions. I can only help Tianshu Sect and Tianji Palace."

After saying that, a fan-shaped magic weapon appeared in his hand.

This fan is colorless and transparent, emitting strong cold air.

Obviously, this magical weapon is made from ice-attribute materials.

At this time, the rain clouds with magical power to summon wind and rain are about to take shape.

Once the magical power is unleashed, the power it unleashes will be extremely terrifying.

The Golden Furnace was severely damaged by this magical power.

Now the Golden Furnace was hit with a hammer by the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Puppet, causing more injuries.

Even if it is not abolished, its power may still be gone, and it will no longer be able to play any substantial role.

Without the golden furnace to resist, I am afraid there is no way to resist the magical power of making wind and rain.

Wen Xuanhai calmly waved the fan in his hand, and a fierce cold wind rushed into the sky.

The clouds that were surging violently immediately calmed down.

Moreover, snowflakes slowly began to drift in the clouds.

However, the coverage area of ​​rain clouds is still slowly increasing.

It's just that the rate of growth has slowed down a lot.

Wen Xuanhai's magical weapon, the fan, really has a suppressive effect on the magical power of making wind and rain.

As for how much strength he has used now, it's hard to say.

However, at this time, the rain clouds summoned by the magical power of calling the wind and rain have expanded to a radius of 500 miles.

The magic weapon of the fan can be suppressed at the same time, but cannot directly draw away the spiritual power from the rain clouds like the golden furnace.

Among this magical power, only the falling snowflakes consume some spiritual energy.

There is no need to replenish a large amount of spiritual energy to maintain the expansion of the rain clouds.

If this development continues, sooner or later the magical power of calling wind and rain will be revealed.

Moreover, the consumption of Divine Consciousness and Spiritual Power by the God of Duanhai will not be too great.

Wen Xuanhai's action only delayed the time for the magical power of summoning wind and rain.

The Lord Jin Yan is anxious. If he continues to spend like this, his side will definitely be in trouble.

"Wang Daoyuan, you and your wife join forces with me to kill Old Ghost Duanhai as soon as possible.

As long as he dies, the magical power of calling wind and rain will be defeated.

His strength is equal to mine, but now he is distracted and has fallen into a disadvantage.

If the two fellow Taoists attack together, they will definitely be able to kill him."

Wang Daoyuan didn't go to the theater either. If he was watching the fun at this time, he would probably be targeted first.

"Don't worry, Fellow Taoist Jin Yan, although my husband and I are not very high in cultivation.

But it won’t be a problem to join forces to deal with Old Ghost Duanhai.”

A silver long sword appeared in Wang Daoyuan's hand, with a white tiger relief on the sword.

He flicked the sword with his hand, and a silver stream of light swam on the blade.

With a slight wave of the long sword, the stream of light suddenly flew out, heading straight for the Sea-Breaking God Lord.

These silver flowing lights did not have too much power, so Lord Duanhai then waved his sword to face the flowing lights.

Ding ding...

After more than a dozen crisp sounds, more than a dozen silver streams of light were all annihilated.

As for the sword in the hand of Lord Duanhai, several cracks had appeared at this time.

The aura it emits is not as good as the severely damaged golden furnace.

Duanhai Shenjun's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Junior brother, this boy's swordsmanship is profound, far beyond the inheritance of our Yuheng Sword Sect.

If I take his sword attack forcefully, I will inevitably get injured, so quickly let the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Puppet block the sword for me."

The Ten Thousand Years Corpse Puppet was repulsed by an arrow from the Heavenly Gong Divine Lord, and it had already slowed down at this time.

He turned into a puff of black smoke and rushed towards Lord Duanhai Shenjun.

Suddenly, a blue water column shot straight into the black smoke.

Boom~~

After a muffled sound, the black smoke dispersed, and a black figure was knocked back more than thirty miles.

Lord Tian Gong wiped the blood on his face and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Wang, just concentrate on dealing with Old Ghost Duan Hai. I can still delay this ten-thousand-year corpse puppet for a moment or two."

Wang Daoyuan nodded: "Then there will be fellow Daoist Laotian Gong."

At this moment, the Soul-Destroying Lord, who had been hiding behind the five sword puppets, turned into gray mist and disappeared immediately.

After a while, a gray mist suddenly appeared behind Tian Gong Shenjun.

The gray mist turned into a long sword and slashed at the back of the Heavenly Gong God Lord's neck.

The head of Tian Gong Shenjun fell to the ground, and his body fell to the ground helplessly.

The Soul-Destroying God laughed and said: "Child Tiangong is too young after all. Without the protection of the golden furnace, he is vulnerable."

Everyone's expression changed, but Wang Daoyuan didn't take it seriously.

No matter how bad Tian Gong Shenjun is, he is still a late-stage god-transformation monk.

Moreover, when he first broke through to the state of becoming a god, he killed a dragon of the same level.

How could such a character be easily killed by a monk of the same level?

Soon, the body of Lord Tiangong fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of water.

At the same time, a blue light struck.

The Soul-Destroying Lord's body turned into gray mist again, and the blue light passed through the gray mist, only annihilating a small amount of gray mist.

The remaining gray mist condensed into a human form again, and the Soul-Destroying Lord appeared again, but his face was a little paler.

He looked at the God of Heavenly Gong: "I hunt geese all day long, but I almost got pecked in the eye by the geese."

The Duanhai Shenjun was now surrounded by golden flames, and Wang Daoyuan kept slashing out his sword light, beating him until he was exhausted.

"Junior brother, don't worry about that kid Tian Gong for now.
To be continued...