Thousands of miles away.

Ye Yuqi arrived with a sword and rushed towards Ziwei Emperor, trying to destroy Ziwei Emperor's prayer.

However, at this time, the four star kings who escaped from the Zhenwu magic body were not having a good meal, and saw this sword light coming from the end of the sky:

"really!"

"In this mission, there are people from the Xianji Organization who want our camp to fight!"

"Stop her, and don't let her destroy the Emperor's worship!"

The Big Dipper immediately stepped out, slashed the divine light of life and death in the sky, and intercepted Ye Yuqi's sword:

"I'll stop her. You can catch the mother and son quickly. As long as the Emperor successfully worships several Wudang disciples in the Seven-Section Formation, we will capture Zhang Cuishan's wife and children, and then use the Soul Search Method to get the whereabouts of the Demon-Capture Sword. This mission will be completed!"

"rest assured!"

Wu Qu Xingjun, Wen Qu Xingjun, Huo De Xingjun, and the sixth newcomer who had just escaped from the danger of life and death all rushed towards Yin Susu!

But unexpectedly.

At this moment, a wine gourd appeared in front of them:

"The bastards of the Mythology Organization want to touch this mother and son, and pass my Chunyangzi first!"

Suddenly, a sound appeared between heaven and earth again. A wine gourd, carrying the power of a mountain, hit hard on the Fire De Star Lord, who was closest to Yin Susu and his son.

"Muyoko, it's you!"

The Fire De Star Lord was blocked from his action. He roared and suddenly recognized the person. He was the old enemy he had encountered in his previous reincarnation mission. He immediately smashed him with one punch.

"And we!"

But after Chun Yangzi appeared, a Taoist wearing a Taiyi Zhenren mask also appeared, pinching the lotus seal with his hand, and a magic gun flew out of the lotus, and the flames swayed and shot at another Wenqu Xingjun.

Not only him, but behind him, there were two more women, both wearing masks, one holding a sword and the other holding a piano...

In an instant, the sound of the piano in the world was loud, and with a magic power to suppress the soul, it affected several people.

Some mysterious people appeared again in the sky.

Yin Susu was stunned when she held her son. For some reason, these people wearing mysterious masks came to save him.

The leader of the righteous leader such as Kong Wen and Miejue were also shocked.

"Who are these people?"

"Why did so many masters suddenly appear in the world that we don't know?"

However, the Death God Niu was only looking at the sky.

Because of the obstruction of the Big Dipper Star Lord, without Ye Yuqi's destruction, the Ziwei Emperor who bowed and bowed with both hands, almost reaching the same level as the earth.

boom!

Under this worship, a sudden pain suddenly appeared deep in the souls of the seven heroes of Wudang Mountain.

Crack ~~

As visible to the naked eye, cracks began to appear in the Zhenwu magic body, and a stream of death and decay appeared on them.

"this!"

The Demon God Ni was also stunned.

Immediately, her eyes became ruthless:

"Everyone, this is a great opportunity. Your Excellency is obviously an ally of the Demon-killing Dao like us. At this time, he will restrain the seven people in Wudang Mountain head-on. Why don't we break the seven-man formation?!"

A word woke everyone up.

This voice also came to the ears of Yin Susu, the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and the 12,000 Wudang Sword Immortals.

In an instant, they all felt dark.

"This...is it really God is going to destroy my family!"

Yin Susu showed despair on her face, looking at the Ziwei Emperor who bowed to the Zhenwu Dharma body for the second time:

"Who are these people..."

She had already developed hope for returning to the Central Plains. After all, the power of the Zhenwu Seven-Sealing Formation is as powerful as the rumors. The combined efforts of the seven people can be said to be able to fight all major sects in the world.

But who can tell her who are these mysterious people who came out of nowhere?

Not belonging to any faction?

The young man in purple robe actually has a more terrifying cultivation than the sect leaders of various major sects, and has mastered this more amazing curse and killing technique!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Ye Yuqi was entangled by the Big Dipper and looked at the second Ziwei Emperor who was bowing down, with a pale face:

"Why is the difficulty of this confrontation mission so strong? The Seven Arrows Book of Nailheads, why can the Mythical Organization actually afford this taboo technique!!"

This terrifying forbidden technique of the Age of Gods was claimed to be able to kill even the immortal golden immortal!

Although what I have mastered in Ziwei Emperor, it is enough to make him rush in such a difficult world of reincarnation, provided that he needs to bear enough terrible cause and effect.

The art of curse and killing is the most feared of cause and effect.

However, even so, its terrifying lethality is enough to make too many people ignore this.

"If the main task fails, each person needs to deduct five thousand good deeds. Zhiwei and Yushu two little girls. If they don't have enough good deeds, they will be wiped out..."

Ye Yuqi became anxious.

The same is true for other members of the fairyland, all gritting their teeth.

The Mythology Organization actually has a book of Seven Arrows, which is too unfair!

Did the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation put them in this mission just to make them slaughtered and cleaned up by the mythical ancestor?

Crack ~~

The second worship is below.

The minds of the seven heroes of Wudang were dim.

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for my family, how could it have implicated the whole family of Wudang..."

Zhang Cuishan was desperate and regretful, and looked up at the sky and said in great pain. Looking at the six brothers who were unable to move by the nail head light, feeling the terrifying curse and killing power that the second time of Ziwei Emperor worshipped, he had already begun to tear their souls apart.

At the end of his eyes, there were ecstatic sects in the world, including Kong Wen's monk, Mijue Shen Ni, Xian Yutong and other sect leaders. With a sneering spirit, they led all kinds of masters to come, as if they were going to establish the end of this battle.

"Fifth brother doesn't have to do this. We are brothers who follow each other's life and death. If you die, you will die. There is nothing to be sorry for you and my brothers..."

Song Yuanqiao was not afraid, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes:

"But we are really sorry for the whole family. We brought them all out this time, but we cannot take them all back. We even let our master..."

At this time, the second prayer of Ziwei Emperor, who was in front of the Zhenwu Dharma body, ended, and he also heard the words of several Wudang disciples.

For some reason, I had an inexplicable ominous premonition in my heart.

Their master...

"Zhang Sanfeng..."

He started to speak to himself, and Emperor Ziwei's eyes turned into coldness. He forced himself not to think too much. He was going to bow to the third time at this time...

but.

Just as he was about to bow the third time and completely worship the Seven Heroes of Wudang, he suddenly...

An indescribable terror appeared in my heart.

Intuition told him that if he continued to bow down, he would be dead in a thread if he really bowed all seven people to death.

A intuition tells him.

"Kill them, I will die?"

Ziwei Emperor's hair was blown up at this moment.

"Can't it..."

At this moment, I actually hesitated and didn't dare to worship for a long time.

"You finally understand the consequences of this worship..."

Suddenly, a divine sound that was indifferent to the limit exploded in the endless sky, the nine levels of the world, and even the airflow of space.

This divine sound suddenly descended on the desert.

It was shrouded in the ears of all the monks who were fighting here, including members of the Myth, Immortal Trace Organization, as well as the leaders and disciples of the five major sects, as well as the Seven Heroes of Wudang and 12,000 Wudang disciples.

They all felt the sound of the divine sound falling on their hearts, which made their minds shake and their scalp numb.

"This sound is...so familiar..."

Zhang Cuishan talked to himself in confusion and excitement.

"Master!"
To be continued...