"The climate of this school has become. We cannot compete with each other, let's go!"

Zhan Wushuang was very decisive and pulled Dishaka back. At the same time, he raised his right hand and a black talisman paper spontaneously ignited above his head, and a small star gate with a diameter of about 1.5 meters was thundered with a bang.

"Want to leave?"

At the same time, a misty sound that seemed to be far away in the horizon but was close to him.

A piece of golden talisman paper floated rapidly from not far away, and a loud bang shocked a layer of space tides, directly destroying the teleportation star gate formed by the black talisman.

Zhan Wushuang and Indra suddenly jumped up, but ended up jumping to loneliness.

"Who is it?"

"Your grandpa!"

Zhan Wushuang raised his head and asked. At the same time, a tall figure fell from the sky with a spear like a god.

"Wu Zun!"

Zhan Wushuang and Su Haoran called out the name of the person almost at the same time.

"It's Lord Nishihai."

"The King of Xihai, one of the eight great gods in the world, has arrived. Hehe, there is no suspense in this battle!"

"In the face of troubled times, the doomsday is coming, and all the senior officials are probably going to show up. The attack of King Xihai is enough to prove that the top combat power is going to participate in the battle."

That's right, Wu Zun, the King of West Sea, represented the top combat power of Daxia.

As one of the eight great heavenly beings and the strongest master of the Wu family of the Tianshi Sect, although he does not have the peerless immortal resources like Su Haoran in his previous life, nor does he have the external plug-in of the merit chart, the Tianshi Sect has absolutely many methods. With decades of hard training, Wu Zun is much more mature in combat methods and experience than Su Haoran now.

Just as Zhan Wushuang called out his name, Wu Zun's big gun went smoothly, and the sharp spear tip reflected the sunlight and the flames in the distance. He stabbed down with a puff, and shouted: "I have been checking your whereabouts for ten years. If you keep hiding in the dark like a mouse, you can live a few more days, but now that you have run out, just die."

"hide!"

Zhan Wushuang pushed Indra in mid-air and flew horizontally dozens of meters away with the reaction force.

Indra was not convinced, and shook a big pestle in the air, pointed directly at Wu Zun, and shouted loudly: "What are you afraid of him? As the strongest man in the Mauryan Dynasty, I am not as confident as the eight great gods in Daxia."

"Silly 13!"

This time Zhan Wushuang was so angry that his nose was crooked. If he had known that the peacock country's peacock country were so stupid, he would never have shown up to save him.

Su Haoran also sneered from the side: "Silly 13 is here, I can't even beat me. Do you still want to be on an equal footing with King Xihai? Does Ah San like to deceive himself so much?"

In the air, Wu Zun, who was stabbing the air with a shot, rotated, and sixteen yellow paper talismans flew around with a silhouette.

Zhan Wushuang and Di Shakara quickly dodged, but these sixteen yellow talismans were not attacking them at all. Instead, they flew out of a radius of fifty meters and exploded at the same time. Then, sixteen huge golden spells formed in the air, forming a talisman cage.

Zhan Wushuang's expression changed drastically, and his pupils suddenly expanded to their limits. He exclaimed in a burst of voice: "No, this is the Demon-Fighting Cage of the Tianshi Sect."

"It's over."

The arrogant and arrogant Dishakara happened to raise his hand and touch the magic spell rune. As a result, a piece of blue smoke was burned out of his palm. He was so scared that he quickly retracted and roared loudly: "This kind of thing specifically restrains our bodies."

"That's right!"

Wu Zun Heng's spear fell to the ground and said coldly: "My Tianshi Sect, since the last great disaster of the doomsday, has been studying how to restrain hell. My Tianshi Sect Wu, who has studied how to kill you in the past dynasties, has finally come to the time for me to show my skills."

"Bastard, I'll fight you."

Indra roared and swung his big pestle at Wu Zun.

"Together!"

Zhan Wushuang also fought hard. He pulled out two daggers from his waist and rushed up from behind Wu Zuozun.

Su Haoran wanted to rush into the Demon-Fighting Cage to help, but Wu Zun said domineeringly: "Haoran, you don't have to help me, go and deal with that."

Wu Zun waved his big gun to fight against the two great saints, and he seemed at ease, and at the same time he reached out and pointed at Nantian.

At this time, the fish-shaped flying ship, which was more than thirty years long, flashed with crystal light and had already flew towards the battlefield on the third axis.

On the back of the flying ship, a blue-faced bald man nearly two meters tall appeared.

This man was wearing a dark gray armor, and his body exuded an extremely cold aura. While rubbing with the air, a long cold mist came out from behind him.

"I finally came only one big one."

Su Haoran flew up, jumped onto the beehive in the air, and quickly met the high altitude in front of the front line.

"Is the decisive battle going to begin?"

"It can only be said that the phased decisive battle is about to begin. Hell cannot be the only foundation. After all, Nibiru Star has not yet arrived."

"No matter how terrifying the Doomsday will be, as long as I follow the Lord Kunlun War God, I feel glorious to die in battle."

The officers watched Su Haoran rise to the sky and stand on the beehive full of fantasy colors, like a god who is not afraid of the power of heaven, brazenly meeting the powerful man from hell.

Puff...ah!

Just as the two of them confronted each other, a scream rang out from behind.

Wu Zun, who was fighting against two, turned around and dived, avoided Zhan Wushuang's attack on the two swords at the same time, turned around and shot, and the sharp spear tip pierced the heart of Dishakara with a puff.

Indra also waved the big pestle and pointed it at Wu Zun, but only half of the big pestle was pointed out, and the movements became completely rigid.

"This, this, this shot..."

When Dishaka looked into his heart, he could feel the wound behind him, which was pierced by the spear tip, was constantly surging blood.

The green blood wet his clothes and dropped to the ground.

The blood of the Great Sage burned the ground through holes one by one.

"This shot..."

Isakya felt his vitality was quickly lost, and he used all his last strength to ask: "Why did he harm me so much? I am immortal. Even if I am not, I am also a great saint. How could I be killed so easily...kill...kill..."

puff!

Wu Zun suddenly drew his gun, and the green plasma swung along the tip of the gun towards the magic spell of the Dou Demon-Sending Cage, making a series of evaporating sounds.

At the same time, he turned around and speared, and with a sound, he unraveled the short sword that Zhan Wushuang had slashed over.

Both are great saint-level existences, but Wu Zun, one of the eight great gods, is several times stronger than Zhan Wushuang's strength. When the swords and guns collided, the short knife on Zhan Wushuang's right hand broke with a crack, and his palm shattered three wounds, and his body continued to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, the body of Indra, who was pierced by the body began to melt, and the skin fell off layer by layer, and fell to the ground with a thump, completely cutting off the vitality.

"Lower creatures!"

In the sky, the strong man in hell confronted Su Haoran raised his hand and pointed at the demon-fighting cage and shouted: "If you dare to kill the spokesperson chosen by the gods, I will kill you."

"A shit god."

Without Wu Zun's words, Su Haoran tilted the Prison-killing Scimitar in his hand and raised his hand and said, "You are just a great sage with a combat power of about 1,200. What qualifications do you have to pretend to be a god?"

"You are looking for death!" The strong man was furious and raised his hand and pointed at Su Haoran.

Two purple rays suddenly appeared in the eyes of the fish-shaped ship under his feet.

puff!

However, these two rays were like candlelight meeting water, extinguishing three meters in front of Su Haoran.

It turned out that the honeycomb independently supported a layer of protective cover to block the attack of the fish-shaped warship.

"Master, save me! Ah!"

Just then, Zhan Wushuang suddenly shouted in surprise.

Then, the sound of Li crying piercing the flesh and blood sounded. Wu Zun shook the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear pierced into Wushuang's mouth with a thud, and then came out from behind his head.

"It's outrageous!"

"The starry sky Great Wall of you lower creatures has been broken, and you dare to resist."

"Killing the spokesperson of hell is to offend the dignity of the gods and be punished by heaven."

At the same time, three great saints appeared on the back of the fish-shaped flying ship.
Chapter completed!