Chapter 409

Xuantianzong.

Today's xuantianzongneili is running at a high speed, and all the disciples are preparing how to deal with the next war.

But outside, there are countless monks watching.

They came here to witness the fall of xuantianzong and the fall of a generation of arrogant Chu madmen.

On a mountain, there are more than ten people around here.

They are all saints, including Taoists of Taixu temple, eminent monks of Leiyin temple, demons of the underworld and so on.

At the moment, they are looking at the direction of xuantianzong with strange eyes.

"You say, can the Madman of Chu survive this time?" An old man with a brush in his hand, also a saint of Taixu view, said.

Hearing what he said, the local sage next to him sneered and said, "hold on? You think too much about xuantianzong. There are only three or four saints in xuantianzong. How can he survive? How can he stand in the unknown place by himself

The rest of us think so.

Taixuguan sage just said a word casually. After hearing the words of the underground sage, he didn't refute it.

He also thinks that xuantianzong is doomed this time. He can't help shaking his head and sighing, "it's a pity that Chu Madman, a generation of Tianjiao is so defeated in the current situation. Otherwise, with his rising speed, I'm afraid he can really be invincible in a hundred years."

"Yes."

"It's true."

Even the local sage who had a lot of grudges with Chu Madman had to admit that he was amazing.

But he still said: "unfortunately, this man is too arrogant and arrogant, otherwise, he will not fall into such a situation. It's his fault that he doesn't know how to keep a low profile."

"Look, it's coming."

Suddenly someone exclaimed and looked into the distance.

I saw a fairy boat flying from a distance. On each fairy boat, there were countless monks.

The breath of incomparable terror poured out from these immortal boats, beating the void like the tide.

Millions of monks came here, including many saints. The scene before us was so shocking that many people were absent-minded.

Even the sage could not help swallowing and was shocked.

"There are so many monks, there are millions."

"It's amazing."

The monks around xuantianzong were speechless.

The scene in front of me is too frightening.

"It's over, it's over."

"This time, xuantianzong is really finished."

Xuantian sect.

Xuantian second, third, Xuanqi, Ruyan elder, Qianyue sage and others also saw the dense army of monks.

All of them had a very dignified look on their faces.

"Far more than you think."

"Most of them are friars of thirty-six islands. They have the deepest grudge against the leader. It's said that the leader killed their snake god or something."

The immortal boats surrounded xuantianzong from all directions.

Endless pressure, such as tide, shrouded in the whole xuantianzong.

Under this pressure, the disciples could not help turning pale. Even the Taoists could not help sweating on their foreheads.

It's hard for them to bear the pressure alone.

How can we fight this?!

Even if they have the will to die, they can't help feeling hopeless and helpless. Such a gap is too big.

At present, the number of xuantianzong's disciples is no more than 10000, but there are millions of troops and many saints on the other side.

On the other hand, xuantianzong, regardless of the Madman of Chu, is the sage of Qianyue, the second and third ancestors of Xuantian, the sage of Qingshuang, and the one from Qingyun Dynasty. There are only five people who can do everything they can.

There's no need to fight!

Terror, like a tide of pressure, escaped from the ranks of monks.

Xuantian second ancestor, third ancestor and other saints are also urging pressure to resist pressure for all, but it seems a little insignificant.

The number of saints far exceeds them.

A few people came out of a fairy boat.

Everyone's body is flowing with the strong Saint road rhyme.

And they were the most powerful saints of the other orthodoxy who came to the war except for the unknown place.

"Cang Wangsheng, the forefather of the batisheng clan, Li Sheng, the heavenly king of the heavenly king palace, Tianji saint of the eight wasteland palace, and those two are the two most powerful saints overseas."

"These people are not inferior to the great sage."

"In order to deal with the madmen of Chu, they all gathered together."

Many people marvel at these saints.

Xuantian's second ancestor looked at the sages in front of him with a dignified face.

You know, any one of these people is enough for xuantianzong to deal with, not to mention that they are all together now."Saints of xuantianzong, you surrender now and let the madmen of Chu come out to die. Maybe we can spare you from dying."

The sage in the black robe said lightly.

This man is the Cang King saint of Ba Ti Sheng clan.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the most powerful of the tangtangtangba group would become a running dog one day. It's really funny."

Xuantian erzu said lightly.

But there was no change in his face.

"The Madman of Chu has done many things unjustly. Today's result will be that he deserves what he has done. The sage of xuantianzong, think it over and let the Madman of Chu go out to die. Maybe you can live."

"Do you think it's possible?"

Xuantian erzu sneered.

"I don't think so."

Cang Wang Sheng light said, step out, a terrible Saint pressure burst out, the saints behind him also urged the pressure.

In an instant, the power over xuantianzong intensified.

Endless prestige, like a big net, covers all the heads. Even the supreme can't help but turn pale.

Many of the disciples were trembling and seemed to kneel down.

"Xuantianzong It will die out! "

Cang Wangsheng is indifferent.

"Fart!"

A cold drink, a sudden resounding.

A terrible sword rhyme erupted from the palace of eternal life, turned into a purple sword shadow like substance, and soared to the sky!

The sharp and majestic pressure swept and spread, and immediately tore up the network of pressure formed by the army of millions of friars.

The disciples looked slightly relaxed.

And a million friars all look dignified at the hall of eternal life.

When the door of the hall opened, a figure in white came out slowly, wearing a white robe with wide sleeves, a jade crown on his head and a gorgeous ancient sword on his waist.

It was the Madman of Chu who came out of the hall.

Behind him.

There are also two equally gorgeous women, one as cold and holy as a goddess, the other as noble and beautiful as a queen.

These two women are blue feather and Gu Linglong. They follow the Madman of Chu and face the army of millions of monks without fear.

Every step Chu Madman stepped out, his sword rhyme would be strong. When he came to the public, his power was stronger than that of the millions of friars on the opposite side!

Like the endless wind, flying in the void wantonly.

Arrogant, overbearing!

"Destroy me xuantianzong? Who gives you the courage to say such bullshit? Is it the group of crooked melons, cracked dates, rotten fish and stinky shrimps behind you? "

The Madman of Chu looked coldly in all directions.

One man's momentum covered the whole audience, and even the army of millions of monks could hardly hold him down.

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