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Chapter 1112: Challenge
Elder Qiu led all the officials to welcome him respectfully.

Seeing Wu Rong return safely, he was overjoyed and stepped forward to salute, saying, "Palace Master!"

Wu Rong nodded slightly: "This trip is very good. The six great marquises and the saints of hundreds of tribes all praise the way of the underworld and are willing to go with us. Now, as long as the underworld tribe does not interfere, the northwest will be unified!"

"During these days, the soldiers stationed at the sea cliff have noticed any unusual movements in Haicheng?" Wu Rong asked as they walked.

The military uniform on his body gradually turned into a crown.

The exchange of spiritual consciousness.

Take back control of the giant ship from Quetzalcoatl Tonichi.

Yu Shen bowed and said, "Reporting to the Palace Master, only the troops in Haicheng have been mobilized, and the general guarding the city is named Xiong Yingchen, a powerful Yihua."

"This person sent us a letter three days ago, asking us to withdraw our troops, and he even took action."

"Oh?"

Wu Rong immediately became interested and asked, "Who is fighting this person?"

"Luo Hou."

Luo Shentong came in response to the imperial edict.

He bowed and said, "Xiong Yingchen is of average strength. He fought with me for thirty rounds and was defeated."

"The Sea City Grand Array has now been activated to defend it."

"The formation is backed by the Sea of ​​Blood. Our troops are stationed in Chaozhou and cannot take action. I think it won't be long before the Minghe Palace knows that we have stationed troops in Chaozhou."

Wu Rong laughed loudly and waved his hand, saying, "Well done, Luo Hou led the vanguard and defeated the enemy, a great achievement!"

Although Luo Shentong was relieved when he heard this, he was more surprised. He saw several old acquaintances among the people following Wu Rong.

Among them, Huo Ya Daojun and Peng Xuanhou were the most famous, followed by the Yaksha King of the Yaksha tribe and Kinnara Heiyan of the Kinnara tribe...

He really couldn't have imagined that when Wu Rong went out, hundreds of saints from the six tribes would follow him.

However, there should be several powerful people in the southern areas.

When Feng Xi saw Luo Shentong, he immediately became alert.

It is said that this Shura clan ancestor has been in seclusion for a long time. How could he get involved in these matters just after coming out?

Judging from the other party's level of Taoism, it won't be long before he reaches the second level of Taoism. Plus, he joined us so early, so he should be a powerful person who can take on great responsibilities.

The superiority of his cultivation is obviously not great.

Since you have chosen to bet on Wu Rong, the Crown Marquis, you should give it more thought.

While he was thinking, he also secretly glanced at the light gray evil shadow that was always standing beside Wu Rong.

Ordinary monks would not even notice that there was a demon standing there.

Even idiots like them couldn't tell the truth.

It would be more accurate to say that he believed in Tu Shanjun's strength rather than surrendering to Wu Rong.

The northwest region and the upper reaches of the Styx do need a great master who can handle the situation.

……

Haicheng.

Jade Mysterious Palace.

The saint of the underworld quickly walked into the hall.

As soon as I stepped into the hall, I saw the mighty Taoist sitting on the main throne, wearing a Jiuhua cloud crown, a Qilin black armor robe, and holding a long mace.

The broad beard under the Taoist's chin is like rosy clouds, and his dazzling divine light reveals his Taoist charm.

Isn’t he the garrison general of Haicheng?

The powerful and vicious Ying Chen.

“Have they responded?”

Xiong Yingchen's voice sounded like the sound of rough iron swords colliding.

"Your Excellency, there is news coming that troops are coming to help." The saint did not dare to look up and bowed.

"Oh!"

The stone seat of the bench suddenly collapsed, Xiong Yingchen slowly stood up and shouted sternly: "What are you trying to do in the underworld? How dare you invade the border of our underworld clan by standing on the cliff of the sea?"

As he spoke, his breath was steaming, his face quickly turned pale and then red even faster, it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

The Saint of the Underworld didn't dare to reply.

"Damn old thing!" Xiong Yingchen cursed angrily.

Luo Shentong is really powerful.

After all, the Asura clan was once glorious, and even if it has declined now, the strength of Luo Hou is still enough to dominate.

After only ten rounds of fighting, he knew he was going to lose.

But he had to hold on.

Otherwise, Linhai City would be lost without ever meeting the real owner.

The elders of the Blood Sea will never forgive him.

"Why are you so angry?"

The profound sound of the great way slowly falls into the perfect sound.

The Great Lord of the Underworld, who came from the air, walked into the hall with a calm expression.

He sat down safely and said, "You have internal injuries and your consciousness is unstable, so it is normal for you to waver. However, the more critical the moment is, the more you should complain to Yuan Shouyi, so as not to fall into the great path of carrying."

Xiong Yingchen was overjoyed and hurried forward to salute: "Greetings, Lord Dao!"

Accompanying the Great Dao Lord were two Dao Lords from the Underworld, as well as a cultivator dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask that completely concealed his figure.

Xiong Yingchen couldn't see the other person clearly for a moment.

I think he should be a strong Lord of the Dao.

It’s just not clear why the other party doesn’t walk in his real body.

Xiong Jianzun took out a crystal fruit shaped like a small persimmon from his pocket, threw it to Xiong Yingchen and said, "Take it, it will be good for your injury."

"Thank you, Lord Dao!"

After swallowing the medicine, Xiong Yingchen's aura became visibly stable, and even his blood and qi were replenished. The fear of the impending catastrophe was swept away, making Xiong Yingchen calm down a lot.

He replied in a deep voice: "Reporting to the Great Dao Lord, I have already sent letters to the Daoist friends who are guarding the distant sky. They should be on their way."

"It's okay." Xiong Jianzun waved his hand slightly and said, "Now that your breath is stable, go challenge me."

"I'm afraid that I'm not strong enough and might ruin Lord Dao's plan. And even if I challenge him, the one who will fight should be Luo Shentong." Xiong Yingchen hesitated.

"Don't be afraid..." Xiong Jianzun took out a small pot.

The small pot is black copper in color and is long and narrow like a pipe.

"This?" Xiong Yingchen was stunned for a moment. He felt the powerful Taoist power from this small pot.

Xiong Jianzun explained with a smile: "I have taken the air from the end of the Styx Spring in this pot. Once the mist is blown out, the pure blood method of Nara's magic will be polluted immediately, and you will be victorious, with all your divine power."

"With this treasure by your side, ordinary flowers can't do anything to you."

"I think that although the underworld is quite impressive, there are not many strong people."

Xiong Yingchen was delighted and took the magic weapon carefully. After a little training of his spiritual consciousness and magic power, he was able to use it freely. It was obvious that the Dao Lord had specially prepared it for him.

Although he knew that this might be a test from the Great Lord to the Three Flower Spirit in the Underworld, Xiong Yingchen still had no feelings about it. Instead, he was very grateful.

There aren't many fights between the powerful, and a defeat will be remembered for hundreds or thousands of years.

He also has to think about his future.

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"I'll go too!"

"Go."

"I will be there to help you."

Xiong Yingchen bowed again and put away the magic weapon.

Then it turned into a divine light and flew into the sky.

The purple-powerful, golden-eyed Qilin flew up into the clouds and lifted him up.

Xiong Yingchen, riding on a purple unicorn, came to the other side with the Great Dao and challenged, "The underworld sent troops without reason and invaded our territory. I tried to talk to you in a nice way, but you forced me to defend the city with your Dao. Now I have enough Dao and my cultivation is at its peak. Luo Shentong, come out and fight!"

Xuan Feng pointed, and ripples appeared behind him on the avenue he carried.

Wu Rong, who was sitting on the throne on the deck, looked at Luo Shentong calmly.

Luo Shentong frowned and said, "It shouldn't be like this. My attack injured him badly, so how come his aura is even stronger now?"

"Of course someone is backing him up."

Wu Rong smiled and explained to everyone: "The Great Dao Lord should have arrived at the Minghe Palace. I think not only has his injuries recovered, but his fighting power is definitely not low. Who can fight for the underworld?"

Just as Elder Qiu was about to step forward, he noticed Wu Rong's stopping look.

He didn't say anything.

When Luo Shentong heard this, he felt that it was indeed true.

But no matter what, the opponent was defeated by him. Even if he got some treasure or had the magical powers of the Great Dao Lord, he was not afraid and had enough confidence to defeat the opponent again.

Thinking of this, I will step forward.

"I am willing to go!"

Luo Shentong looked over in the direction of the voice and saw that the person speaking was a tall cultivator.

Bing Fengxi smiled and said, "Since he has someone backing him up, I don't have to worry about using Erhua to bully the younger generation."

"Beat the drum!" Wu Rong cast an appreciative look.

He likes people like this, who are not afraid of having ambitions but are afraid of just getting by.

If you don't want to contribute or take responsibility, and you don't dare to take on anything, then just stay in your original position and don't expect any promotion.

Bing Fengxi waved his sleeves and a huge chariot flew out.

He immediately got on.

Walk out of the protective shield of the giant fleet.

Feng Xi said loudly, "Since you have been defeated, Brother Luo spared your life, why are you seeking death again? My underworld has not violated the territory of the underworld clan, but has integrated the northwest. The thousands of clans in my northwest are discussing this matter. Why did you take the initiative to offend the army?"

"you!"

Xiong Yingchen was furious and shouted, "Who will win and who will lose will be revealed in combat."

"Come and die!"

A large world suddenly appeared in the air, and Xiong Yingchen attacked fiercely.

……

In the giant ship that was also floating in the air, Xiong Jianzun was leaning on the throne.

He looked at the fleet of huge ships in the distance with a smile: "It's only been sixty years and it's already so loud. No wonder you rushed here when you heard that the underworld had sent troops. If I were in your position, I would also be worried."

The black-robed monk sneered and snorted, "I didn't pay much attention to it back then. I didn't want him to become big."

"If the underworld rises, wouldn't it cut off the foundation of our clan?"

The black-robed monk changed the subject and said, "We are actually very far away from him, but fellow Taoist is different."

"If he wants to become an emperor, he has to brand the world with his Dao. As the closest underworld clan to them, if fellow Daoist does not stop him, he will unify the northwest now and will bravely conquer the middle and lower reaches in the future."

Xiong Jianzun smiled faintly, he had heard a different statement from the ancestor.

However, it is a consensus among everyone that the Zunhun Banner must become an emperor.

But don't forget, it's just a magic weapon.

Even if it really becomes the ancient soldier of the Ancestral Emperor, it still needs a "person" to command it, and this "person" is the key.

"I've heard of him."

Xiong Jianzun looked into the distance and said, "It seems that there is no upper limit yet. Maybe he will go beyond this."

"I think he's almost reached his limit."

The black-robed monk said in a deep voice: "The refining of the Honored Soul Banner requires evil spirit and soul, but it does not require many natural treasures."

"We have seen clearly every step he has taken over the years. They are all created by evil spirits and spirits. If he wants to become an emperor and the Infinite Lord, the amount of evil spirit he needs is simply an incalculable number."

"You know, when he was forging the divine weapon, he almost drained the forbidden land of the righteous law."

"The Lord of the Righteous Law, Yan Tian, ​​was..."

"At the end of the day he has limitations."

Xiong Jianzun glanced sideways and came back to his senses: "That's why I took out the ultimate divine weapon and let Xiong Yingchen wield it."

"It's also a flower that cooperates with a magical weapon."

"See where his background is."

"Don't let me down."

Xiong Jianzun leaned relaxedly on the throne, watching the battle.

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