Those powerful people in the perfect realm of the divine general were also anxious. If this artifact could not break through countless black mist-shaped objects, they would not be able to return to the ancient Shu tribe at all.

"Uncle San." The leader of the ancient Shu tribe looked at the gods Pang Tong who was with the leader of the Sanqin tribe in great pain.

"If we continue like this, we will definitely die. Now we can resist countless black mist-like things, and this magic weapon can barely resist it, but when the leader of the Sanqin tribe and all the gods under his command come over, it may not be able to stop it. At that time, none of us can escape, and even the formation of the Hundred Gods will collapse." Yue Hao thought hard in his heart.

"It seems that there is no other way." Yue Hao pondered for a long time and finally came up with an idea.

He wanted to temporarily lend the Haotian Sword, the most important eternal divine weapon, to the leader of the ancient Shu tribe, after all, his swordsmanship and strength are the strongest.

In fact, Yue Hao was reluctant to lend the Haotian Sword! After all, once this eternal divine weapon is exposed, it is difficult to ensure that the leader of the ancient Shu tribe will not be jealous.

As the leader, he has great power and has the right to punish some of the gods under his command. Therefore, the leaders of the ancient Shu tribes had some ways to avoid some of the rules of the oath of the Heavenly Way and execute Yue Hao!

"Let the leader of the ancient Shu tribe make another day of oath, and I will make the vow, and then lend him the Haotian Sword." Yue Hao pondered for another cup of tea, and finally had an idea in his heart.

"Sword Spirit." Yue Hao immediately used his soul power to communicate with the sword spirit in Haotian Sword.

"Master." Jian Ling responded quickly.

"How long will it take if I ask the leader of the ancient Shu tribe to refine the Haotian Sword?" Yue Hao asked.

Yue Hao actually knows very little about this eternal divine weapon, only a little bit of a claw, but he has heard that it is very difficult to refine the eternal divine weapon.

"According to what the old master told me back then, it is very difficult to refine the eternal divine weapon. However, the leader of the ancient Shu tribe is a powerful person with a perfect divine general realm. His sword art is very strong and he should be able to refine the Haotian Sword." The sword spirit thought for a while and said in a voice.

"How many days will it take him to refine the Haotian Sword?" Yue Hao asked again.

"The leader of this ancient Shu tribe is expected to be able to refine the Haotian Sword within a few days." The sword spirit sent another voice.

After hearing this, Yue Hao felt even more anxious.

It took a few days to go too slowly. With the current crazy outbreak of Pang Tong Shen General, I am afraid that it will not be able to maintain half a time.

"I think how long will you last?" The leader of the Sanqin tribe looked coldly at the Divine General Pang Tong waved the eternal divine weapon again and again and again to slash at the Divine General Pang Tong.

The Divine General Pang Tong was like a blood man, emitting terrifying divine power all over his body, and was obviously still in a crazy explosion stage.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Pang Tongshen General was also very anxious.

Although he temporarily blocked the leader of the Sanqin tribe, the leader of the Sanqin tribe attacked himself while urging the artifact to trap the artifact of the Ancient Shu tribe, making it impossible for the gods of the Ancient Shu tribe to escape.

boom!

A moment later, a gap suddenly broke open in the void a hundred thousand miles away, and an old man in purple robe walked out of the crack and looked around curiously.

"So many black mist-shaped things are a magical weapon and an eternal magical weapon, which is of some significance." The old man in purple robe smiled.

"I'm not too late. My little brother hasn't been killed yet." The old man in purple robe's eyes penetrated the void. Looking at the battle, he soon discovered Yue Hao in the artifact.

"I'll go and have a look." A moment later, the old man in purple robe said in his heart.

Swish!

Then he walked leisurely in the void. Although his body encountered some black fog-like things wherever he passed, his body seemed to be illusory, and those terrifying black fog-like things passed through his body without any effect.

Although he seemed to be walking leisurely, every step was tens of thousands of miles away.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fight continues.

Yue Hao, the leader of the ancient Shu tribe, and Xu Zhuo Shen, were surrounded by countless black mist-like objects and could not rush out at all.

"I didn't expect that I would die here. It would be fine if I die. It's a pity that my disciples." Xu Zhuo Shenzong suddenly sighed in his heart.

Most of his disciples stayed in the ancient Shu tribe, but once they fought to the death, the ancient Shu tribe would fall into the hands of the leaders of the Sanqin tribe, and perhaps none of the left-behind gods in the ancient Shu tribe could escape."

"How could this leader of the Sanqin tribe be so strong?"

"We are so unlucky. We have been silent for so long. As soon as we came out to fight, we encountered such a terrible existence."

"This leader of the Sanqin tribe is not only at the first level of the God King Realm, but also has a very powerful secret technique and forbidden technique. He even has a magical artifact and eternal divine weapon!"

These powerful people who are perfect in the divine generals all look ugly and sigh in their hearts.

They were all unwilling to accept it, but they understood the situation. Now their life and death depended on the leader of the Sanqin tribe.

"Uncle San, let go, we lose." The leader of the ancient Shu tribe looked at the magic general Pang Tong who was still fighting desperately below. Suddenly, tears flowed out of his eyes, and then he sent a voice.

The forbidden techniques in the ancient Shu tribe's destruction technique are terrifyingly powerful, and their divine power is even more amazing. It won't take long before the divine power of the Pang Tong general will be exhausted.

"Hahaha...Pang Tong, I admire you very much. In order to show respect for you, after you die, I will let these divine generals and soldiers be buried with you. When you all die, I will find a way to find your magical powers and cultivation techniques from the ancient Shu tribe." After a moment, the leader of the Sanqin tribe shouted deliberately.

"You can't get it." Pang Tong Shen General immediately roared.

His eyes were full of madness and his heart was very painful.

"Pang Tong, you work so hard, it depends on how long your divine power can last." The leader of the Sanqin tribe said coldly again.

After all, he is in an absolute advantage, so he is not anxious.

But the general Pang Tong was very anxious and was still fighting wildly.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this time, a wave of roar echoed between the heaven and the earth.

I saw a series of lightning struck from the sky. At first glance, it seemed as if the sky was occupied by countless lightning, and countless lightning struck down. In an instant, countless black mist-like things were annihilated. Even the surface of the black mist-like things that were not struck by lightning also showed some electric light flowing, and then they were all annihilated.

In an instant, countless black mist-like things that were originally ubiquitous disappeared, and the formation patterns on the Sanqin tribe also collapsed one by one.

"What's going on?"

"What the hell is going on?"

The gods of the ancient Shu tribe who were trying their best to resist were all stunned. Even the leader of the ancient Shu tribe, Xu Zhuo, were all shocked.

Countless black mist-like things that they could not eliminate even if they tried their best disappeared, which was like a dream.
Chapter completed!