When the sword fell, the city was completely destroyed. Everyone flying in the air fell into silence. Ling Tianao turned around and flew downwards without saying a word. The rest of the people also fled in all directions.

…

A roar of beasts shook the sky in the western part of the Central Territory, and the demon clan howled and swarmed in with the demon clouds, destroying the city and exterminating the sect. Countless Central Territory people were slaughtered by the demon clan, and the land of the Central Territory was stained with blood.

At the same time, in the northern part of the Central Territory, dark clouds suddenly rolled in the clear sky, and the dark, low and thick black clouds covered the sky like a black curtain, shrouding the entire northern part of the Central Territory, like a demon annihilating the world.

Countless people in the northern part of the Central Territory looked up at the low, thick rolling clouds in the sky, with faint uneasiness in their eyes.

A monster in black robes rose into the sky, stood under the black clouds and roared: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

Boom~ The dark clouds as black as ink rotated, forming a huge whirlpool. A giant black tiger leaped out of the vortex, and a smiling figure sat on top of the giant tiger.

The black-robed demon tribe suddenly widened its eyes and shouted in surprise: "Brother Zhenyu, why are you here?"

Wang Zhenyu jumped off the tiger, stepped forward and gave the black-robed demon clan a big hug, and shouted happily: "Haha~ Brother Beixuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much."

Beixuan looked up at the black clouds in the sky and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Zhenyu created such a big scene when he first came here. Do you want to give him a disgrace?"

Wang Zhenyu let go of Bei Xuan and said seriously: "Because I am not here alone this time."

Beixuan's eyes were surprised. He was not alone. In the dark clouds in the sky, coffins filled with demonic aura suddenly landed. Hundreds of coffins were floating in the air, looking extremely scary.

Beixuan was shocked and asked: "What are these?"

Wang Zhenyu said proudly: "They are all powerful men of my Immortal Clan. They will temporarily obey my orders and attack the Taoist sect."

The battle in the Holy Land?! Bei Xuan's heart suddenly jumped and he quickly asked: "Is the Immortal Clan about to fight against the Dao Sect?"

Wang Zhenyu nodded and said: "Not only the Immortal Clan, but also the Holy Mountain, the Divine Sword Mountain, the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, and the Holy Lands from all four directions are attacking the Dao Gate."

Beixuan murmured: "Isn't that gate bound to fail?!"

Wang Zhenyu nodded and sighed: "The world is about to undergo a major reshuffle. All forces will be purged, and it will be inevitable for you in the Central Region."

Beixuan quickly bowed deeply and shouted in fear: "Brother Zhenyu, you must help me!"

"This~" Wang Zhenyu said hesitantly: "Although I am a disciple of the Saint, you are not from our Immortal Clan, so I can't interfere!"

Beixuan hurriedly said: "Brother, you are my brother, you must have a way, please help me!"

Wang Zhenyu gritted his teeth and said, "That's it! I will fight for a place in the coalition army for you. As long as you make meritorious deeds, you will have no worries in the future."

Beixuan burst into tears with gratitude and said, "Thank you so much, brother! Thank you so much, brother."

A black shadow appeared silently beside Wang Zhenyu, revealing Ye Rulan's charming figure.

Bei Xuan's eyes lit up. This girl is very attractive. Could she be Wang Zhenyu's woman?!

Wang Zhenyu quickly bowed his head and said: "Greetings to Senior Sister!"

Senior sister? Beixuan immediately looked at his nose and heart, acting as if he was very obedient and honest.

Ye Rulan glanced at Wang Zhenyu and asked dissatisfiedly: "Why did it take so long?"

Wang Zhenyu hurriedly said: "Senior sister, this is Beixuan, my best friend and junior brother. Hearing that we are going to fight with the Taoist sect, he is willing to lead thousands of monks in the northern part of the Southern Territory under his command to help us."

Beixuan nodded repeatedly and said: "That's right! That's right! I have admired the Immortal Clan for a long time." He looked at Ye Rulan expectantly.

Ye Rulan's eyes flickered and she said, "Okay! Order him to lead the monks from the Central Domain to the edge of the Hengduan Mountains."

Beixuan quickly shouted: "Yes! I'll go right away." He glanced at Wang Zhenyu gratefully and flew down.

Tens of thousands of coffins suspended in the sky fell into the city below with rumbles. The earth shook, pavilions and palaces collapsed one after another, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Ye Rulan Youyou said: "I kind of know why the Immortal King appreciates you."

Wang Zhenyu said humbly: "In terms of cultivation, I am absolutely inferior to my senior sister. I only have this little trick."

A few days later, the allied forces of the Holy Lands from all directions gathered at the junction of the Central Region and the Western Region. Holy light, demonic energy, sword light, and demonic energy enveloped the four directions in the sky.

Among the central army, four people gathered together: Holy Son of Zhuoguang, Demon King Bailuo, Emperor Meng of the East, and Wang Zhenyu.

The old voice of Emperor Dongfang sounded: "What good plan do you have for attacking the Western Region?"

Bailuo Demon King said fiercely: "We have an absolute advantage, what other strategies are there? The army swept across the Western Regions and completely destroyed the Taoist sect." When he said the Taoist sect, his eyes showed a light of resentment. The previous battle was definitely

The Shame of Ten Thousand Demons Forest.

The Holy Son of Burning Light suddenly said: "Wang Zhenyu of the Immortal Clan, what do you think of this war?"

Wang Zhenyu was stunned. He didn't expect that the Holy Son of Zhuoguang would ask him. He quickly said humbly: "In front of the seniors, I am just a junior. It's fine if the seniors make the decision."

The Holy Son of Burning Light showed a smile, and was very impressed by Wang Zhenyu's respectful attitude. He said gently: "Since you can get the favor of the Immortal King and be appointed as the leader of the Immortal Clan, you must have extraordinary abilities. Tell me what you think.

Bar!"

Wang Zhenyu coughed and said with a smile: "Then I will give you my humble opinion. Please forgive me for any shortcomings."

He said after a pause: "Although I am an Immortal Clan, I usually don't like to live in the Dead Sea. Instead, I like to travel around, so I have made many friends. Although their strength is not as strong as the strong ones in the Holy Land, they all have unique characteristics.

With their own abilities, I plan to invite them to help out, which will dampen the spirit of the Taoist sect and reduce our losses."

Demon King Bai Luo said sarcastically: "It's really just a shallow view. How can we accomplish anything if we are afraid of hands and tail?"

Wang Zhenyu turned to look at Demon King Bai Luo and said coldly: "What advice does the Demon King have?!"

"Just attack directly. Isn't it possible that with the power of our four holy lands, we can't kill just a single Taoist sect?"

Emperor Dongfang nodded and said, "I also agree with direct attack."

The three of them all looked at the Holy Son of Burning Light, and now he was the only one who didn't express his opinion.

The Holy Son of Burning Light pondered for a moment and said: "The Holy One wants us to use the power of thunder to kill the Taoist sect. Naturally, the sooner the better."

Wang Zhenyu looked at Zhuoguang Holy Son with resentment in his eyes. You told me to say what you said and you don't support me. Isn't this just amusement?!

The four commanders made a decision, and tens of thousands of troops roared into action, flying towards the Hengduan Mountains in a mighty manner.

"This road is blocked!" A loud shout resounded through the sky, and a figure holding three points and two blades appeared in the sky above the Hengduan Mountains. His robes rustled in the strong wind, and behind him flew a dense crowd of Taoist priests flying with swords, as well as women.
Chapter completed!