In the Shura Palace, Yang Dianfeng and the others were panting, enduring the tremor of their bodies, and seized the time to stuff treasure medicine into their mouths. Many people were a little drowsy, as if they were about to collapse in the next second, but they still tightened the string in their hearts and waited for a new round of fierce attack.

For the strong men who experienced the last offensive and defensive battle, this time's offensive was more than ten times stronger than the last one and more than ten times more difficult. Although they were too many, they still suffered nightmares. For the Tiangang War Clan, the Eternal Dynasty, and the Giant Spirit Tribe, this was simply a tormented test of life and death. After the overwhelming offensive was offset by the battle formation, it was continuously transmitted to the center of the formation everywhere, truly impacting their bodies and souls.

The Tiangang War Clan and the Giant Spirit Tribe believed that they were both warlike and strong, but they were almost collapsed. The Wanshi Dynasty had withstood the chaos inside and outside the imperial city and was somewhat prepared, but was still attacked again and again, and countless accidents were exploited with potential, reaching its limit. If it weren't for the hysterical madness and persistence of Yang Dianfeng and others, they might have collapsed and given up long ago.

Although they stopped outside again, they dared not be careless at all. Before the royal alliance truly evacuated, any moment of relaxation could lead to a catastrophe. They must wait, fight to the death, and fight to the death! Unless they are really dead, everyone must stay in the battle formation! This is not only a test of strength, but also a test of thought and perseverance!

"Are we going back in a mess again?" The Black Demon Emperor was really unwilling to give up. He took the risk of crossing time and space, and fought fiercely on the Shura Palace for a lifetime. Seeing that victory was in sight, did he just give up?

The five-clawed golden dragon looked at the gloomy sky in the distance. Somewhere thousands of miles away, the black dragon might be speeding at full speed, followed by Qin Ming and other nine Huangwus, or maybe... The black dragon and the others were still in the Ziwei Heavenly Court and were not all ready, but... this is the era of the Heavenly Court, not its chaotic martial arts. It has no foundation, and no confidants. It cannot find out the specific real information and cannot verify the answer you want.

It even doubts whether the news is true and dares not take that risk. This is the Heavenly Court. Once the bet is wrong, they have no way out unless they rush into the crack of space and time.

Are you going back in a mess again?

How many times have their royal alliance been in a mess?

The atmosphere of the royal alliance became very dull, and the arrogant spirit was hit at this moment. Annoyance, reluctance, anger, confusion, humiliation, and other emotions filled the hearts of Huangwu Xianwu, who were respected and worshipped by the world as gods.

"We still have the Killing Emperor, but we are not defeated!" A sharp cold light flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Pan Wu flashed into his deep voice: "The black dragon cannot arrive so quickly, fight for a long time! Let's do everything and break the barrier! If we can do it, even if our Heavenly Court action is successful, if we can't do it... we still have a chance in the future."

"Half a day?" The five-clawed golden dragon turned his head and looked at the foggy Shura Hall, which was filled with a huge team of warriors, completely integrating the battle formation, and a huge amount of energy stimulating the world. Can it be broken in half a day?

"Half talk! Fight to death!" Qiongqi showed his hideous fangs.

"Fight!! Must fight!!" Yan Emperor and others all gathered up their fighting spirit, and they were stubborn and even more angry.

Panwu Immortal Lord and the others calmed down for a while, suddenly roared loudly again and launched a fierce attack on the Shura Palace again. Various energy frenzys intertwined into huge waves of destruction, and instantly flooded the entire Shura Palace.

"What's going on?" Qin Ming, who was hiding in the distance, changed slightly. Shouldn't he retreated? Why did he fight again?

"Has it been discovered?" The disciples of Shura Palace who were with him were immediately nervous. What if the royal alliance continues to fight, what should we do if the teams in the Holy Spirit Realm really come? When you look at it, there will be four or five! You don't see the black dragon!

"When did those Huangwu in the Holy Spirit Realm set off?" Qin Ming asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, their momentum is very shaking, but their whereabouts are very mysterious. Shura Shadow is trying to control it, but... when the Shadow is determined, I guess they have arrived here."

Qin Ming's eyes flashed. How could Panwu Immortal Lord and others not believe it? The Sword Emperor had come forward in person. They should be alert. Even if they had doubts, they would discuss it first, instead of decisively starting another war, and it seemed that they were desperately posing.

Too straightforward and too crazy.

Qin Ming's heart moved. Could it be that they wanted to attack fiercely for a while before evacuating? There was really such a possibility. They would rather believe that they had something than they did not, but they were unwilling to leave like this, so they attacked fiercely for a while before leaving. If they really broke through the Shura Palace during this period, they would have regained some face.

But how long will it take for ‘this period’? If it is delayed to the Holy Spirit Realm, it will be revealed.

The last fierce attack of the royal family unanimously showed their strongest power, as if this was their last battle. Not only did the top secret techniques be displayed, but all the hidden killer weapons were released, bringing huge pressure to the Shura Palace. Not only were the earthly martial arts thundered and blood tumbling, but there were constant explosions and shatters. Even the old Shura and the others were shaken to their seven orifices, as if their souls were about torn apart, but they still fought to the death without exception and fought to the death to carry the battle formation.

Qin Ming waited nervously and waited, his heart twitched to his throat, and finally he gritted his teeth and left. He had to try to delay the team of the Holy Spirit Realm halfway, and he must not wait for the Holy Spirit Realm before leaving.

Although the team in the Holy Spirit Realm stayed in the Ziwei Heavenly Court for a few days, it was the operation of the Huangwu Realm, and the speed was still very fast after leaving there. Today, they happened to enter the Donghuang Heavenly Court and headed straight for the Shura Mountains thousands of miles away. This time they dispatched four Huangwus, leading the team to the old master of the Huangwu Peak in the peak realm of Tianji Pavilion, a peerless strongman who has understood the mystery of the Eight Trigrams, and the rest are Dan Taixiong, the contemporary guardian commander of Tianji Pavilion, Zu Qingqiu, the leader of the Tianren clan, and the ancestor of Tianjun Mansion, all of them are strong people who are good at fighting and control great power. After all, they really have to participate in the war and must show their momentum.

"Stop!" The old Pavilion Master suddenly raised his hand, and his vicissitudes of light were shining in his vicissitudes of age, alerting to the white clouds in front of him.

Zu Qingqiu and the three Huangwus also noticed a wonderful energy fluctuation in front of them, secretly igniting the energy of their bloodlines, intimidating the white cloud: "Who is there, can you know whose way you are blocking!"

"Dear seniors, where are you going in such a hurry?" The space in the white clouds rippled, and Qin Ming walked out of it with a faint smile.

The four of them, Huang Wu, didn't recognize him for a while, stared at him before frowned slightly: "Qin Ming?"

"For the first time we met, please take care of me." Qin Ming had a harmonious smile on his face, but golden ripples appeared in his eyes, staring at the old man in front of him, such a powerful mysterious power!

"The Royal Alliance has been withdrawn?" Zu Qingqiu was shocked. How could Qin Ming be here? Wasn't he trapped in the Shura Palace and besieged by the Royal Alliance? Could it be that the Royal Alliance has been defeated? But it has only been a few days!

"I just left. I went out to do something, and I felt a special energy from a distance. I came over and saw it, but I didn't expect it was you."

"Are you waiting here?" The ancestor of Tianjun's voice was low and hoarse, and he was old but still exuded a sense of rebelliousness.

"Senior, are you so good at chatting? I heard that you are going to take revenge on the Royal Alliance. I am afraid that you will go there for nothing, so I wait here. They have already left, one of them is heading east. You may be able to chase after you now, and you may be able to catch up." Qin Ming found that he was becoming more and more capable of dealing with such things. His face was not blushing, and his heart was not beating, and he just wanted to laugh. When the Royal Alliance really retreated, the news there spread. The Holy Spirit Realm knew that someone had spread the news and they united with him, and they also dispatched eight Huangwus. I don't know what expression it would be.

The ancestor of Tianji Pavilion frowned slightly, and a strange light appeared in his eyes, as if countless tiny light spots were intertwined, what was going to be deduced?
Chapter completed!