After hearing the voice, the national teacher nodded quickly.

And at this time.

As the night fell, Lu Yu, who was just about to rest, felt an astonishing murderous intent, pressing towards the army.

The strength of this man is very strong.

However, it is different from the kind of iron and blood that exudes from the generals, which is domineering.

It was a cold, eerie aura.

Then, a voice was heard.

"Emperor Da Zhou, get out and die!"

The voice sounded, and Lu Yu walked directly below.

Then I saw a figure standing in the sky, a black robe.

The appearance is ordinary, but the arms are incomparably miraculous.

Not to mention several times bigger than the average person.

And it's bloody.

If Lu Yu knew him, he would know that this person was the **** deacon.

After the other party just appeared, Da Zhou's general did not flinch.

"Dare to make noise in the army and court death!"

Yang Zaixing rose directly into the sky.

The spear in the palm smashed out, rippling with vast energy.

Seeing him like this, the deacon's eyes flashed a hint of drama.

"roll!"

A fluttering sentence fell.

"Boom!"

Then, a huge blood-colored palm was slapped down.

The cultivation base of the fifth layer of the law exploded.

How can Yang Zaixing be an opponent?

"boom!"

Was immediately knocked down.

He even spit blood out of his mouth.

And the blood-handed deacon said with a wicked smile.

"Hey, the generals in the army are almost the same in the charge, fighting alone, there is still a gap between me and the people of the Holy Land!"

When the voice sounded, his eyes were focused on Lu Yu.

At this moment, the sound of the system sounded at the same time in the other party's mind.

"Ding, does the host sign in at the King-level Golden Battlefield?"

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"Sign in!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Yu spoke directly.

And at the moment when his voice just fell.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining the allegiance of the blue-winged bat king Wei Yixiao!

Cultivation Technique: Cold Ice Palm!

Talent: Extreme Speed!

Cultivation: Dharma Phase Five Layers!

Physique: Mid-grade Divine Body!

Please accept the host! "

After hearing the voice, Lu Yu was startled, but he did not expect that it was Wei Yixiao, the blue-winged bat king, one of the four Dharma kings of the Ming Cult.

He was very curious about the battle between the ancient Chinese great sect master and the Holy Land master, who would have a higher chance of winning.

After thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face.

Then, Lu Yu felt an icy aura behind him.

This man is not very tall, and his stature is thin.

Looking a little grim.

Wearing a fat black robe, the whole person is buried in it.

It looked cold and weird.

It was the blue-winged bat king.

Just after it appeared, it was a step forward.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

His voice was a little sharp.

Looks very scary.

At this time, Lu Yu looked at the **** deacon above his head and said.

"Maybe kill him?"

"Don't disappoint Your Majesty!"

When the voice sounded, the body of the blue-winged bat king rose to the sky in an instant, and a huge bat dharma appeared behind him.