Great God King

Duanmu is not stupid. In the battle just now, the king of five spirits clearly did not fight with all his strength.

One is surrounded by fire, the other is windy. There is also a middle-aged general with four flying swords flying on his chest. These are all powerful characters.

The Lord of a clan surrendered like this. Duanmusheng, of course, was not reconciled. He finally took out his treasure, a small piece of sacred wood.

"Come back!"

At Wang Baoyu's command, the officers and men in front of him came to the back one after another. The magic power contained in the sacred wood is very important. Don't take it lightly. In case of casualties, you will regret it later.

Duanmu Sheng has a dignified face and infuses the divine consciousness into the divine wood. In an instant, the divine wood is full of light, and the red, yellow and blue lights curl up, covering his body in an instant.

The deer's wings were flapping forward, and a long and thick pillar of fire, with the sound of thunder, rushed to duanmusheng.

Whoosh!

The blue light suddenly turned into the shape of a boa constrictor and entangled the pillar of fire. It even twisted the pillar of fire. There was a crackling sound and the pillar of fire was shortened rapidly.

Oops!

The roar of the tiger sounded, the Yufeng tiger spit out a huge wind column, and then rushed to duanmusheng.

The red light above the sacred wood was bright and bright, forming a shield in the blink of an eye, which could not move forward.

General Yang Yuan was in a hurry. Under the control of divine sense, Qi Qi fired at duanmusheng.

Strangely, the yellow light beam on the sacred wood suddenly turned into four arms. They firmly grasped the four flying swords and could not move.

Yang Yuan's face showed a painful color, and finally couldn't control it. The flying sword was snatched like this.

The power of Shenmu was so powerful that it was beyond Wang Baoyu's expectation.

The sound of laughter from Duanmu Sheng's mouth, just listen to his proud smile: "ha ha, five spirit king, but so!"

"Duanmusheng, don't be arrogant With an angry rebuke, Luoyao rushes to the front again. On top of the bun, the black evil spirit snake suddenly appears, just like materialization.

Whoosh!

Under the control of Luo Yao's mind, the spirit snake shoots in front of duanmusheng in a blink of an eye. At the same time, it also brings the majestic magic pressure.

Whoosh!

The yellow light on the sacred wood suddenly turned into several pieces, interlaced with each other, and made a golden cage, which even trapped the terrible black evil spirit snake.

The xingmang sword suddenly appeared in Wang Baoyu's hand, and split it to duanmusheng from a distance. After Wang Baoyu entered the middle stage of Huaxu, its power was more powerful than before.

It's still useless. The red shield blocking the wind column of Yufeng tiger suddenly enlarges and easily receives the strike of xingmang sword.

The divine wood was really powerful. At the moment of contact, Wang Baoyu felt a surge of mind and hastened to take back the xingmang sword.

The fire attack of the human face deer was ineffective, and the strong wind of the Yufeng tiger was unable to move forward. Yang Yuan was robbed of the flying sword, and the black evil spirit snake was trapped in the golden cage. It was the first time that the expeditionary army encountered such a strong enemy since the expedition.

After the battle, Wang Baoyu no longer considered Duanmu's life and death, and said in a loud voice, "where is Kou Dan?"

"Yes Kou danjiao's tit by bit should a, make Kou matchless a burst of frown.

"Hit him with a shell!"

"Look, all right!"

Koudan pulled up his cloud piercing bow, and a shell shot at duanmusheng in an instant. He heard a loud bang. Duanmusheng was shot out and tossed in the air for three and a half weeks before he stabilized himself.

The black evil spirit snake was successfully recovered by Luo Yao, but the four flying swords were still in duanmusheng's hand. Duanmusheng was stunned at the scene when he looked at the cracked robe.

"The king of five spirits, deceiving people too much!"

Immediately, duanmusheng waved the divine wood, roared and rushed over again. The light of three colors turned into a sword of light and shadow and shot at Wang Baoyu.

When they came to the front, the sharp swords quickly gathered and turned into a huge three color sword. The pressure of the sword made the monks in the rear step back a few steps.

The black tortoise shell emerged and faced down the tricolor sword. The sword kept on pounding forward, making a piercing sound like metal friction.

"Master, you might as well try chaos fairy vine." Xiaobai reminds in the ear.

"I'm not driving yet!"

"Try, no problem, Duanmu Sheng can't take away, take away also can't use." Xiaobai saw that Wang Baoyu was still hesitant and said in a hurry: "master, even if it is lost, I will give you back."

Wang Baoyu touched his arms, pulled out the chaos fairy vine from the heaven and earth brocade bag, and fiercely drew it toward the three color sword.

Bang!

The huge sword immediately collapsed into the invisible. Duanmusheng's face was as white as paper. He held the hand of the divine wood and kept shaking. He was tongue tied and speechless.

"Duanmusheng, I'll give you one last chance to surrender." Wang Baoyu snorted coldly.

With such a small piece of divine wood in his hand, the king of five spirits has a tree more than three meters long. If the old ancestor of Shenmu appears, what is the chance of winning!Duanmusheng was so scared that he could hardly bear the huge pressure. He knelt on the magic weapon of flying.

"Duanmusheng is willing to lead the magic wood clan to surrender to the king. Please forgive me!" Duanmu made a heavy kowtow.

The rest of them were slightly unconvinced, but the elder was grateful to the king of five spirits for his tolerance. Seeing this, he immediately knelt down. No matter how hesitant they were, they expressed their willingness to surrender.

"Go back and open the door to meet you!" Wang Baoyu said.

"Do it!"

Duanmusheng got up, arched his hands again and again, and gently threw the flying sword over. Then he led all the monks back to the sect.

Yang Yuan took back the flying sword with shame on his face. Wang Baoyu comforted him: "general, don't lose confidence, but the magic wood in his hand is very special and belongs to high-level Lingbao."

"Baoyu, if duanmusheng is released so easily, will he regret it?" Tong Yansong asked.

"He dare not!" Wang Baoyu is proud of his airway.

After a little rest, Xiaoyao city flies forward all the way and stops at the gate of magic wood.

Wang Baoyu led his party to plunder Xiaoyao city and landed directly in front of zongmen.

The patriarch was waiting in front of the gate. He said that the patriarch was waiting in the law enforcement hall. He could not come to meet him in person because of the heavy physical exhaustion.

"Bold, is duanmusheng's surrender false?" Tong Yansong is dissatisfied with questioning.

"There is no empty talk." The elder is neither humble nor arrogant.

Wang Baoyu waved his hand. What the elder said was not a lie. He could see clearly that duanmusheng was staggering when he left, which might drive Shenmu and consume too much mana.

A group of people strode into the magic wood sect. The friars lined up to greet each other. No one made any abnormal move. Then Wang Baoyu came to the law enforcement hall. Duanmusheng was sitting with his head down. Hearing the noise, he immediately leaned on a stick and stood up to meet him with a smile.

"Duanmu patriarch, how did you get this picture?" Wang Baoyu asked.

Duanmu Sheng smiles bitterly. It's not because you hit him all the time, but he says: "welcome to the king. I'm ok. I just need to recover for some time."

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