Chapter 1645 (1/2)

The terror emperor of Zixu emperor made the whole scene breathless. The Lord of dust Valley and the master of Tibetan sword could only watch the purple virtual emperor approaching the body of the devil.

Although they are not afraid of night tower, but this does not mean that they even purple virtual emperor dare to directly connect!

That is the great emperor. Even the dust Valley Lord and the master of the Tibetan sword are the saints, who are about to step into the great emperor, but they will not have a little resistance in front of the real emperor!

However, before the emperor met the tower, a fire barrier was condensed from the sky, blocking the way of the emperor.

At the same time, there is a giant sword falling from the sky and quickly cutting to the purple virtual emperor.

The two powers swept in different directions.

”Two old bastards!”

The purple virtual emperor snorted coldly, and turned into purple light and retreated backward. The flame barrier and sword disappeared suddenly.

”Purple virtual, what is the lively thing you old and immortal guy comes here?”

A young man with red glowing feet and white hair appeared at the same time, and looked at the purple emperor sneering.

Sacrifice to the great emperor of inflammation, the great sword!

A group of monks in the holy land of Jinjiao watched the three emperors standing in the air, and a sudden noise was raised in the crowd!

Three emperors gather together!

”These three guys A strong breath! ” Yixie Na Mei exclaimed, she could feel the pressure of suffocation from the three people standing in the void.

Zhang Ziling watched the three emperors appear as much as possible, and the corner of his mouth was not made up with a funny smile.

Next moment, Zhang Ziling was to send news to Mo Yu, who was far away from Qingyan city.

Mo Yu, who has been in the spiritual vein, has stepped into the realm of saints for many times, and under the guidance of Zhang Ziling incarnation, Mo Yu's accomplishments in array have also entered the holy stage!

In Qingyan City, there are tens of thousands of monks sent by various forces to study spiritual vein. Up to now, more than 3000 monks have stepped into the realm of saints under the acceleration of the law of time.

All the saints cultivated by zhangziling are on standby in the Qingyan city. If Zhang Ziling orders, they can send out a thunderbolt against 300 holy places!

On average, one holy land will be attacked by ten saints. In addition, leaders of each Holy Land gather in Jinjiao nationality, and their strength is empty Even the people of the emperor and the door Taoism, without the emperor and their patriarch, ten saints are enough to fight against them!

Let alone, some of the three hundred holy places only need one saint, and the level of the holy land is only two or three.

Under the condition of reasonable distribution of combat power, it is not a problem to send hundreds of saints to siege the night tower, the dust Valley and the Tibetan sword manor!

Mo Yu Ben also bored in the spiritual vein to teach a group of monks who just entered the real martial arts realm together, and suddenly, he was sent by Zhang Ziling. The whole man suddenly hit a spirit!

Finally, it's here!

”Mentor Mo, are you here?” A saint who gave Mo Yu tea water saw Mo Yu suddenly excited, and asked without doubt.

Nowadays, in the Academy established by this Ziling, the saints are everywhere. It is not uncommon for the saints to carry out tea and water delivery.

Mo Yu suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes shining, frightening the saint.

Mo Yu took a deep breath, then shouted in his voice, ”call everyone up, Lord devil wants us to work!”