"However, thirty years have passed, and I am sure I am afraid. In the end, I have to bet all my bets on you in the name of death, but in the end I didn't expect that I still lost."

"The Yin-Yang Technique of the East has always been taught by the Chinese Xuan Art. It is not your fault for defeating it. Moreover, the Tianji Pan is not an ordinary thing, it is very likely to be a god warrior. It automatically recognizes Zhao Jinglun, and it is not something you and I can stop it."

It turned out that this old man was An Bei Tianming.

He did not die at all, but instead pushed the bet on future generations by pretending to die. This time, the greatest reliance of the great master Shenyin came here to seize the Tianji Plate was An Bei Tianming.

According to their plan, if An Bei Qingtian won this battle, Japan would naturally bring the Tianji Pan back to Japan without any effort.

But if he loses, Shen Yin will join forces with An Bei Tianming to seize the Tianji Plate together.

This was originally a foolproof plan, but in the end they miscalculated. They didn't expect that there were three demigods protectors over Xia Tian. In this way, if the war began, they would not get any advantage.

In addition, the Tianji Pan is in the hands of Zhao Jinglun at this time. If Zhao Jinglun uses Tianji Pan to be promoted to a demigod during their battle, then all the people from Shenyin and Anbei's family may be buried here today.

The phone rang, and the impatient voice of the great priest came from the opposite side.

"You, it's time to show up."

However, An Bei Tianming on the boat was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Retreat!!!"

"What?"

The voice of the great priest on the other end of the phone was mixed with a few traces of anger: "An Bei Tianming, this flesh has reached the mouth. Are you going to withdraw now?"

"Meat?"

An Bei Tianming sneered: "The flesh is in front of you. Can you swallow it in one bite? If you can't swallow it, don't force it. Moreover, the Tianji Pan has already recognized the master, and even if we snatch it, it will be useless."

Having said that, An Bei Tianming didn't want to say anything more, and threw his phone into the sea.

Then he ordered An Beiqingtian to turn the boat and drive towards the distance of the sea.

On Penglai Island, both sides are still at a strife.

The great priest crushed his phone from the black robe. Although his face could not be seen under the black robe, it is certain that he must have looked very, very hideous at this time.

"Master, what do we do now?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Only the great priest heard a roar of incomparable anger, and the waves around him soared into the sky, all cooperating with the great priest's endless roar.

However, after the roar, the arrogant arrogance of the great priest completely dissipated: "Retreat."

"What?"

Jiulihu and others were all shocked, but they quickly realized that they ordered the ship to turn around and leave in a mess.

"They are leaving, should we catch up?"

When he saw Shenyin's ship suddenly turned around, the Old Ancestor Dongfang immediately asked Xia Tian next to him.

At this time, Xia Tian did have the idea of ​​rushing forward to destroy these guys. After all, along the way, this Shen Yin was like a poisonous sting. He always wanted to use a thorn for Xia Tian and the others, which was really hateful.

But when thinking of Zhao Jinglun on Penglai Island, Xia Tian finally gave up on this idea. After all, once the war begins, everything will become uncontrollable in the future.

"Let them go."

So, Xia Tian and the other two retreated back to their ship.

With Shen Yin retreating, other masters who were originally hiding in the dark also retreated. At this time, there was no threat around the entire Penglai Island.

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Chapter completed!