Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 631 There are surrenderers everywhere, and everyone is united in order to survive!

Lin Zhe frowned tightly, looking down at Ye Feiming who was skillfully manipulating the surging waves, he suddenly let out a long breath.

Maybe, Ye Feiming is really stronger than Ye Ang.After all, she is a time traveler!
Lin Zhe soon became concerned, his lips moved slightly, and he quietly moved his soul to send a message to Xiao Yue'er.

Xiao Yueer, who had been flying in the sky with Xiao Yan a long time ago, saw the situation getting worse and worse, and was fighting with heaven and man in her heart. She didn't know how to make a choice, and suddenly "heard" a voice transmitted by a familiar soul force After a while, Xiao Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief, and began to discuss something with Xiao Yan next to her.

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If Ning Wulai was able to hold back Wuying with his rich experience, then Hua Yuelong was defeated by Qin Sheng's thunderous offensive.

In just a short moment, there was a faint appearance of defeat.

Of course, in a one-on-one situation, it is easy for the Linghuang to decide who is superior, but even if he loses, he can retreat calmly.

It's just that if Huayue runs away, it will have a very bad impact.

Although the High Priest thinks he can suppress everything with one single effort, he also understands that the majesty of the temple is more important, so he will never allow Huayuelong to escape.

"Mr. Xiao Yan, I heard that there is some misunderstanding between your Xiao Clan and the Yin Clan. If Mister helps Hua Linghuang, I am willing to mediate between the two clans." The high priest suddenly turned his head and said to Xiao Yan. "If the princess of the Xiao clan is willing to help the lord of the alchemy, we will definitely have extra rewards."

Xiao Yan met thousands of gazes, and said calmly: "The High Priest's request, Xiao dare not obey, the mediation between our clan and the Yin Clan, the High Priest has to work."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan turned into a ray of golden light and flew towards the battlefield between Qin Sheng and Hua Yuelu, while Xiao Yueer didn't say a word, but only glanced at Lin Zhe meaningfully, and then turned into a golden-red ray of light, Fly to the battlefield between Ning Wulai and Wuying.

Although Xiao Yue'er's light is not as huge as Xiao Yan's, it is brighter and purer.

Compared with the Lingwang, the Linghuang powerhouse is a qualitative improvement. The so-called heaven and earth barrier is not an exaggeration.

The strong of the Great Perfection of the Spirit King may use combat skills and secret techniques to barely exert the power of the Spirit Emperor realm, but with just one blow, the spiritual power will often decline and be exhausted, and then the combat power will decline, so they have to cultivate.

What's more, their so-called power of the spirit emperor's realm is actually just a casual blow that barely reaches the level of the spirit emperor.

For example, Ye Feiming and Shuiyue's almost earth-shattering, earth-shattering power, Ling Wang Dzogchen can only despair after seeing it, even if they burn their origin, they can't exert this terrifying power.

In Ye Ang's view, the reason is that the practice system in this world is not complete, which leads to the unsmooth progress of the combat power of the practitioners, and this exaggerated jump in combat power in the later stage occurs.

With the joining of Xiao Yan and Xiao Yue'er, Hua Yuelong and Ning Wulai both heaved a sigh of relief, but after a moment of running-in, the joint efforts of Hua Yuelong and Xiao Yan and the joint efforts of Ning Wulai and Xiao Yue'er were achieved. advantage.

But what is surprising is that the joining of the two spirit emperors only managed to gain an advantage, and they did not win, but were in a strange stalemate.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Xiao Yan and Xiao Yue'er were paddling.

The high priest watched blankly, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Our department heard that Mr. Ye once overwhelmed Pavilion Master Qin during the change in Duzhen Palace, so he has been friends with Mr. Ye for a long time. I don't want to think that today it is you and me."

The change of Duzhen Hall should have been a confidential event in Thunder Pavilion, but it was not difficult for the high priest to know these things. Ye Ang was not surprised by this, as there were also surrender factions in Thunder Pavilion.

He didn't care about this issue, but smiled apologetically at the high priest, and said: "The high priest has chosen a place, and let's go first, I have to arrange some chores here."

The old voice of the high priest gave a kind smile: "Hahaha, Mr. Ye is a wonderful person, so why not wait for a while?"

Now that he said that, Ye Ang ignored him. He circulated his spiritual power, vibrated the air, and said in a voice: "Fellow fellows, the hospitality in this pavilion is not good enough for this True Inheritance Conference. At this time, our pavilion and Shumiao The battle is already a matter of life and death, and I hope you will forgive me. If you don’t want to mix the struggle between the two parties, please quickly retreat to the outside of the venue. If you want to watch the battle, you can go to the sky by yourself. Outside the arena, he changed his mind on the spot, so don't blame me, Fang Linghuang, for disregarding his appearance and ruthless killing."

Many spiritual cultivators heard the words, looked at each other in blank dismay, and retreated outside after a while.

It was not for any other reason, they could sense that a large number of strong men were rushing towards here in the distance.

Don't think about it, it should be the background of Thunder Pavilion.

There were all knowledgeable people present, and they shuddered when they thought of the legendary nearly ten thousand spirit kings in the Thunder Pavilion, those strong men who were about to fall into the ground.

The big forces on the mainland can make those small forces despair in terms of background alone.

Spirit kings generally have five hundred lifespans, and spirit emperors have a thousand lifespan. Although it is too difficult for spirit kings, for big forces, spirit kings can accumulate a lot.

Although there are always losses in the life-and-death battle of spiritual cultivators, it is absolutely not an exaggeration for this kind of great power, the accumulation of foundations, and nearly tens of thousands of spiritual kings.

Although the vitality and blood of those beings who are about to enter the ground have declined, their vitality has not retreated, and the decline in combat power is limited, so it should not be underestimated.

There are hundreds of thousands of spectators here, but when it comes to real calculations, the Spirit King probably only has around 3000 or [-] people, which is completely incapable of fighting against the background of Thunder Pavilion.

The high priest shook his head sympathetically: "It's useless, large forces from all sides are rushing towards the Thunder Pavilion, I'm afraid that in less than two hours, the large forces of many big forces will arrive, Thunder Pavilion In this way, there is no way out.”

Ye Ang: "The high priest was joking. In this cruel world, retreat is a bit extravagant."

"And—" Ye Ang said casually: "After subduing you Linghuangs, it will not be easy to deal with them."

"Heh!" The high priest's old voice let out a cold voice, he did not follow Ye Ang's words, but raised his finger to look at the north bank of the Moon River, "The scenery there is just right, it can be the place where Mr. Ye's bones are buried."

Ye Ang frowned, "It's not beautiful to destroy the foundation of the ancestors." That is also the site of Thunder Pavilion.

The high priest didn't force it, and pointed upwards: "Then I can only ask Mr. Ye to go to the nine heavens, and compete in the Gangfeng layer."

Ye Ang readily agreed, "Please, High Priest."

The high priest didn't hesitate, he flicked his long sleeves, and soared into the sky in the gust of wind.

"kill!"

"The Sifang Pavilion and the Huazong Pill Alliance want to plot against me in the Thunder Pavilion. The Pavilion Master has an order to kill without mercy!"

"kill!"

The killing cries soaring to the sky approached from far away, and in the distance, one could already see densely packed Thunder Pavilion powerhouses flying towards this side.

Those spiritual cultivators who hadn't had time to retreat were frightened by the murderous shouts, and hurriedly accelerated their speed and retreated outward.

"Mr. Ye, why don't you come quickly?" The old and resonant voice of the high priest came from above, like thunder.

Hearing this, Ye Ang burst into the sky with a big laugh, "Don't worry, High Priest, I'll send you on your way."

　I hurried back today and worked overtime for a meeting at night. If there is no accident, I may not have time to code today, so I will coo tomorrow. In addition, I wish everyone a happy holiday (ˊωˋ*)! !

　　
　
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