Heavenly Shepherd

　　 "The realm of the ancestors, others must not be tarnished, and quickly retreat!" A yin **** wearing a **** armor, holding a sharp spear, pointed his spear to the sky, he shouted.

　　 Yin God is not conscious, but if the intruder does not retreat, they will attack immediately.

"Leave the dead to the dead." Out of everyone's expectation, everyone thought that Yan Shisan would hold a black feather fan to fight hard. However, Yan Shisan smiled and retreated from the eighth main peak. Up.

　　 Everyone who survived the Wuchao Gate saw Yan Shisan retreating from the eighth main peak, thinking that Yan Shisan had to retreat because of difficulties. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 "Boom, boom, boom..." However, things were not what everyone thought. Feng Qiuhuang pulled the coffin of Sanxian to the third main peak and left.

　　 Yan Shisan stood beside the coffin of the three immortals, looking at the yin **** in the sky, smiled, and said faintly: "Unless a miracle happens today, otherwise, Wuchaomen will be removed forever!"

　　 Yan Shisan's faint words made everyone's horror, including all the still alive disciples of Wuchaomen. Today, everyone knows that Yan Shisan can say it can do it!

　　 "Emperor of the earth, heavenly coffin, burial place for the gods!" At this time, Yan Shisanyi exhibited the edict of the earth from her face, chanting in public!

"Boom, boom, boom..." At this moment, something incredible happened. The three stone sculptures were alive. They carried the **** chain and the huge copper coffin and walked to the ninth main peak of Wuchaomen. It doesn't go fast, but it's not afraid.

　　 The huge copper coffin is extremely heavy. Like a thousand mountains, it forcibly plows the ground into a sinking ditch. However, the three statues are still pulling forward, which drags the nine main peaks of Wuchaomen into a sway.

　　 "What is this!" Everyone can't help being shocked, no one can understand what this is.

　　 "嗤——" Three yin gods appeared out of the sky, spears pierced through the mountains, and took three stone sculptures.

However, the three immortals who pulled the coffin did not make a move. They were still carrying the **** chain on their shoulders, pulling the giant coffin and walking. At this time, the eyes of the three stone sculptures flashed, and the three statues made a "bang--" Yin Shen was beheaded on the spot and fell to the ground.

"Boom—" The three yin gods were cut, and three yin gods were in the air. Some of the three yin gods were sacrificed to hold the mountain seal, some were sacrificed to the gods tower, and some were sacrificed to the three immortals who wanted to cut and pull the coffin. .

　　 However, Sanxian still flashed blood in his eyes, and with a "bang", he cut the three Yin Gods.

"There is nothing wrong with the ancient legend." Yan Shisan smiled faintly, and Zi Chao rolled him into it, healed his injuries, and ignored the outside affairs. It seemed that the outside affairs had nothing to do with him at this time. same.

　　 "Boom, boom, boom..." The three immortals pulled the coffin without stopping, and the three immortal statues still took the huge copper coffin to the ninth main peak.

The ninth main peak of Wuchaomen is the deepest place of the ancestral land of Wuchaomen and the most magical place of the ancestral tree of Wuchao. It is said that the ancestor of Wuchao Taoist was born here. Legend has it that even the purple nest was formed here. The nest!

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"Bang, bang, bang..." The Yin God is stronger than the other, and the magic treasures sacrificed are stronger than the other, but there is still no way to stop the three immortals pulling the coffin, and the eyes of the three immortals. The blood glow that flashed seemed to be able to kill the gods, I saw the blood glow flashed again and again, and the yin gods fell one after another!

"What the **** is this? Even the Yin God can kill!" Many big figures watching the battle couldn't help being astonished. There was no action, just a flash of blood in the eyes, and the Yin God could be killed. What a horror, what a horror! To be invincible.

The elders of the Phoenix family also stared closely at the three immortals pulling the coffin. They couldn’t help but horrified Mo Ming. One of the most deceased old people murmured: “In the ancient times, there was a legend that when the fairy coffin came out, The blood poured into the world, I didn't expect this legend to be true. Where did Thirteen get such a terrifying thing!"

"Dao Tribulation Mountain!" The Emperor Yun Ren sighed softly. He also understood the reason why Yan Shisan went to Dao Tribulation Mountain. He sighed softly and said, "Only he can make such a thing from Dao Tribulation Mountain. Come!"

All the tens of thousands of disciples who survived Wuchaomen retreated to the ninth main peak. Now, the ninth main peak is the only place that has not been breached.

However, at this time, the Sanxian took the copper coffin step by step towards the ninth main peak, and everyone at the Wuchao Gate was desperate. They thought that the strongest background of this gate would be able to stop Yan Shisan. I thought it would provoke such a result.

　　 Even the millions of yin gods who watched the tribute in the ancestral hall could not stop the three immortals from pulling the coffin, so what else could stop this thing.

　　 "Does God want to kill my Wuchaomen!" An old man inside the Wuchaomen wailed sadly. At this time, there was a dark cloud inside the Wuchaomen, and all the disciples above and below couldn't help but be pessimistic and desperate.

This was a dead end, and the winner was in hand. At that time, everyone at Wuchaomen thought that cutting the swallow thirteen was an easy task. However, they did not expect that the end of the game they were 100% sure of had become their own absolute. Game, this is the biggest defeat! Even Cang Ancestor was dead, and now the strongest Ancestral Hall of the Ancients could not stop the three immortals from pulling the coffin, this time Wuchaomen was completely defeated.

　　 "My Wuchao Gate has stood for millions of years. Did I die today?" An old man at Wuchao Gate cried out sadly. At this time, it was miserable inside the Wuchao Gate.

　　 The twenty-four old people who carried the treasure hall couldn't help but despair. The ancestral hall opened, but the enemy was not blocked. The Yin God was beheaded. Is it true that the Wuchao Gate is really going to face destruction?

　　 "Bang, bang, bang..." A yin **** was cut down, and everyone watching the battle couldn't help being silent. At this moment, no one was excited, even if the Wuchao Gate was destroyed.

　　 An ancestor of Taoism, standing for millions of years, is still prosperous and powerful today, but it is facing the disaster of extinction, which makes people feel a bit sad.

　　The strength and ancestor Yun of many sects in the Southern Wilderness are far inferior to today's Wuchaomen. Even giants like Wuchaomen are facing the disaster of destruction, and they are even more insignificant!

"Boom--" A **** of Yin was cut, and the last **** of Yin flew out of the temple. This **** of Yin was a **** who shined light everywhere, with eyes like the sun, high fighting spirit, dragon posture and tiger step, foot walking **** Bridge, step across the galaxy, the last yin **** comes out, the supreme tyrant, circling the world!

　　 "Supreme—" When the last Yin God appeared, everyone gasped. No one thought that there was a Supreme Yin God in the Wuchaomen Ancestral Hall.

　　 "Boom -" The supreme level of Yinshen shot is indeed different. It sacrifices to the **** clock. Above the **** clock is the star river and the sun and the moon. The **** clock falls, like the sun and the moon around, the galaxy falls, sealing the world!

　　 "Keng——" The melodious clock ring resounded through the Southern Wilderness, and the three immortals pulled the coffin into the **** clock.

"Okay—" Upon seeing this scene, everyone in the Wuchaomen shouted violently, and could not help but breathe a long breath. The last Yin God turned the tide, reversed the universe, collected the three immortals and pulled the coffin. The Chaomen is saved!

　　 "Tao ancestor inheritance is Tao ancestor inheritance!" Even the spectators could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, muttering.

"Bang——" However, everyone was too happy too early. When everyone was relieved, the divine clock shattered, and the three immortals pulled the coffin out of the divine clock, "Boom, boom, boom... …" The three still climbed the ninth mountain with the huge copper coffin.

　　 "Om——" Supreme Yinshen shot, the divine sword cut down the stars, opened up the chaos, Nanhuang was shocked, invincible with one sword, even if it was the immortal Tianzun, under this sword, I am afraid it would be dead.

"Chi, chi, chi..." The eyes of the three immortals who were pulling the huge copper coffin flashed time and time again, and the blood glow shot again and again. Under the blood glow, the sword shattered, and the blood glow appeared one after another. All shot on the body of the supreme yin god.

　　 At first, the Supreme Yin God could still stop it, but after Sanxian’s eyes flashed hundreds of times, the Supreme Yin God finally couldn’t stop it, and his body was shot out one hole after another, and was sieved!

　　 "Bang——" In the end, six red lights intertwined, slashing the Supreme Yin God, and the three immortals were still pulling the huge copper coffin to climb the ninth main peak.

"No--" Wuchaomen screamed up and down, and couldn't help crying blood. I thought that the Supreme Yin God could suppress the three immortals pulling the coffin. However, the last Yin God was killed, which made Wuchaomen Up and down completely desperate.

　　 "It's over--" Even everyone who fought the Wuchaomen appearance was stunned, and even some people were stunned, not knowing what they were in their hands when they fell on the ground.

　　 The Supreme Yin God was all beheaded, and now there is nothing to stop the three immortals pulling the coffin, unless there is a real living Supreme, but unfortunately, there is no Supreme at Wuchao Gate!

　　 "Stop it~www.readwn.com~ Never let it be buried in the Wuchao Gate, otherwise, the Wuchao Gate is really over!" The twenty-four elders carrying the temple couldn't help but screamed. With a roar of the twenty-four elders, he flew up, let go of the ancestral hall, and went straight to Sanxian to pull the coffin.

　　 "Boom——" The Ancestral Hall fell on the ninth main peak, almost crushing the children of Wuchaomen.

　　 "In the name of ancestors, exile eternity -" Twenty-four is the last veteran of Wuchaomen, they are the last supporters of Wuchaomen, but at this time, they all have to sacrifice their lives.

　　 As soon as the Twenty-Four Old Man made his move, he performed the Heaven-defying Ancestor Style, opened the dimension, and wanted to exile the Three Immortals by pulling the coffin forever!

"Boom——" However, the twenty-fourth old man just opened the dimension, the blood glow once, the door of the dimension shattered, the **** glow flashed again, the scream of "ah" sounded, the blood rained all over the sky, and the twenty-four old man was on the spot Beheaded.

　　 "No--" Wuchaomen couldn't help howling up and down, and the inside of Wuchaomen was bleak and desperate.

　　 "Hold them and pray for Taoist ancestors to appear!" an old man shouted loudly. The old man knelt in front of the statue of Wuchao Taoist ancestor, slammed his head banging hard, and begged: "Wuchaomen is facing a disaster, pray for ancestors' mercy, and expel the enemy!"

　　 "A disaster is approaching at the Wuchao Gate, pray for the mercy of the ancestors and expel the enemy!" Many old people and disciples at the Wuchao Gate kowtow desperately in front of the statue of the Wuchao Taoist ancestor and pray to their ancestors.

　　 "Stop them!" And more young people rushed down the main peak, rushed to the giant coffin, trying to drag the three immortals who climbed the main peak to pull the coffin.

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