Chapter 2971

In the temple of Tianfeng nationality, the high-level of the Banshee alliance gathered and sat around the long table.

The pretty maid carries the best wine and fruit, which can eliminate the mental pressure of fatigue and tension after eating.

The victory of this war greatly increased the confidence of the monks. I thought that in this state, the monks of other regions wanted to attack Qishan, even though it was impossible.

The most exciting thing is Fengyang. He hugged Shen Lang and said: "brother Shen Lang, this battle can be won so smoothly. It depends on your excellent tactics to minimize the loss of the Banshee alliance! Thanks for your kindness, the Banshee alliance, come here and give you a toast! "

Finish saying, Feng Yang immediately rose to toast.

Shen Lang got up to drink a cup, waved his hand and said: "this is not my credit, but everyone's credit. In addition, it's all thanks to brother Gu Yue and my Shifu Yun Kenzi. If they don't help us, we can't kill those two tough real immortals. "

"Yes, on behalf of the Banshee alliance, I'd like to propose a toast to the Taoist friends of the ancient moon and the elder yunchenzi!"

With a long smile, Fengyang held up his glass.

"You're welcome, the leader. Thanks to brother shenlang's advice, Gu Mou, he would not have been so smooth."

Gu Yue laughs and drinks politely.

When Fengyang was about to propose a toast to yunchenzi, yunchenzi waved his hand slightly and said calmly, "don't get carried away by victory. If you can survive this three world catastrophe so easily, you can't call it" catastrophe. "

As soon as this word came out, the whole hall became quiet.

Shen Lang also had a premonition in his heart and said in a deep voice: "yes, the monks who have entered the ancient spiritual kingdom today are certainly not the main force. The greater threat is still behind us, and we must not take it lightly. "

"What are you afraid of! Even two real fairies have been killed by us. We need to be afraid of the last Holy Lord Bai Lan sneers and drinks a glass of spirit wine.

"If so, it would be interesting."

On a snowy night, the emperor shakes his glass and says it's not cold or light.

Fengyang hit the airway: "no matter what, we have won the first battle, which is also a stable military heart. I don't know what the status of the alliance is. We can only wait for it to change for the time being and save our energy and taxes. "

Shen Lang's heart moved, and he couldn't help but ask: "master, you may as well ask the soul of that real immortal, and the general power of the holy world."

Cloud trace son slightly nodded, and offered the golden Xia vase. The brilliant seven color sunlight covered the whole hall. The strong spiritual power of the overflowing energy in the vase fluctuated for a long time, which was fascinating.

The eyes of the friars turned to the Golden Vase.

With the inspiration of yunxianzi, dense golden air flows out of Jinxia's vase, turning into a miniature figure shaped like Du Xuan, floating at the mouth of Jinxia's vase, releasing the golden awn.

The mouth of the vase gushed out seven colorful runes, which bound Du Xuan's soul firmly.

Du Xuan's spirit uttered a frightened cry for mercy: "please, Taoist friends! If you dare to kill me, the Lord will not let you go. As long as the Taoist friends let me go, I would like to persuade the Lord away and let him stop the idea of conquering the ancient spiritual world! "

The soul of the real immortal contains far more energy than that of the ordinary friars. Even if the body breaks down, Du Xuan's soul still maintains consciousness.

Shen Lang sneers: "don't waste your energy shouting at him, and persuade him to leave? What a three-year-old! Tell us honestly, are there any other real immortals in your holy world besides the Lord? How about the power? "

"Here..."

The voice of Du Xuan's spirit is low. Even if he has a chance to survive, if the Lord knows that he betrays him, it will be a dead end.

"You'd better tell us the truth, or we have countless ways to make your life worse than death!" Feng Yang glanced at Du Xuan's soul and his tone was surly.

"Dare not!"

"Apart from me and my elder martial brother, there is only one real immortal in the world of all spiritual Dharma, Lord. But the Lord is the body of the immortals, which is thousands of times stronger than us! "

"Immortals!"

There was a commotion in the hall.

The monks didn't show much surprise. Shen Lang had told them the news for a long time.

But most friars don't quite understand what it means. Fengyang frowns tightly. He knows it's better than xuanxiao. He used to be in the real fairyland.

In the real fairy world, the immortals are above the earth, the immortals are above the Luo Tianxian, and then the big Luo Jinxian.

The strength of the immortals must be far greater than the half immortals such as Du Xuan and Tieshan. Even if the ancient spiritual world had the limitation of the power of the law, the monks at the level of the immortals could break the mountain protection array of Qishan with a single attack by virtue of the power of the law they mastered.

"How many friars are there in all spiritual Dharma?" Asked Shen Lang.

Du Xuan said truthfully: "70 billion is enough to level the medium-sized interface of the ancient spirit world! The monks we sent out this time are only part of the elite monks of the holy world, and the main forces of the holy world have not yet been sent out. "

As soon as the voice fell, the monks' hearts were half cold.

In this way, this war did not eliminate the influence of the holy world at all.

Seeing that all the monks were silent and the atmosphere was a little dull, Du Xuan had an idea and hurriedly said: "Du was in a hurry and speechless mood just now. Please forgive me. It's impossible for Du Mou to persuade the holy master not to attack the ancient spiritual world, but as long as the Taoist friends are willing to spare my life, Du Mou is willing to actively persuade the holy master to accept you for deployment, so that you can return to the holy world safely and enjoy the glory... "

Before Du Xuan had finished, Shen Lang said without expression, "master, this man has no use value."

Cloud trace son will, slightly open mouth, mouth gush out of the golden glow.

Du Xuan's soul flew out of the mouth of the Jinxia vase and gradually flew to the mouth of yunchenzi.

"No!!! If you don't want to surrender, I'll take it as if I didn't say, "spare my life." Du Xuan was scared out of his wits and screamed hysterically.

Yunchenzi turns a deaf ear, swallows Du Xuan's soul and body into his stomach, and forcibly digests Du Xuan's soul power.

After swallowing Du Xuan's soul power, yunchenzi's pale face was a little ruddy.

There was silence in the hall.

Feng yanglang said: "you don't have to be too pessimistic. Even if the Holy Lord really killed him, there are still big brother xuanxiao in Qishan. If Qishan is left behind, big brother xuanxiao won't be ignored."

"Ah, we can only watch it change now," sighed the moon

"No matter what, we must live together with the ancient spiritual world! I'd rather die in battle than let those bandits in Outland stand on our head and shit. " Lei Yan gnaws his teeth and cuts his teeth.

"Yes!"

"I will fight to the end!"

All the leaders of the ten thousand demon alliance responded one after another, and the war spirit was high.

Just then.

"Boom!!!"

A thunderclap flashed over Qishan, and the huge thunder carried out the heaven and earth, instantly aroused the vigilance of all monks in the hall.

"What's the matter?"

"Go out and have a look!"

Shen Lang, Fengyang and others felt bad in advance, and rushed out of the hall immediately, ready to have a look.