Son-in-law Dan Zun

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The loud shouts resounded all over the world.

Many evil races outside the territories have resisted after experiencing a brief absence.

How has their saints been so passive as they are today?

"Heaven! Absolute! Sound! Kill! Bo!" Ren Qingying said coldly, facing An Yixue's offensive, she didn't dare to hesitate.

The sonic offensive, bombarding the Desperate Whip, made its power abruptly reduced, but it still couldn't really stop it.

"Snapped!"

A voice of flesh and blood came out, and her figure was directly taken away by An Yixue, and a stern cry came out from her mouth.

On the other side, although many peak kings strongmen joined forces to resist Mo Fan and Yaoyue's offensive.

But it was still Mo Fan and Yaoyue who seized the opportunity to use the momentum of thunder to punish a pinnacle of the king.

In contrast, only the army of evil races outside the territories, on the contrary, occupy a certain advantage, able to deal with the strong people of Huangxuan Academy with ease, as well as those human practitioners who are willing to fight side by side with Luo Wushu.

"Xuan Cang, don't you forget why there is such a scene today?"

"It was you who offered to accompany the holy race in a play to attract Luo Wushu to show up and let my holy race punish him."

A stern roar came from Gan Yuyang's mouth.

Suffering from Luo Wushu's sword again made his injuries worse, his aura became more and more wilted, and it seemed that he might die in Luo Wushu's hands at any time.

Hearing his words, many people's faces sank in Demon Suppression City, although Luo Wushu had previously made such a vague guess.

But after all, it's just a guess.

But at this moment, when he heard these words from Gan Yuyang, many people's hearts were sinking to the bottom.

They didn't doubt Palace Master Xuan Cang's killing intent on Luo Wushu.

After all, Xuan Wufeng still died because of Luo Wushu.

However, as the Lord of the Heavenly Palace, should he put the righteousness of the human race first?

As the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace, from a certain perspective, he is the representative of the Human Race against the evil races outside the territory.

However, even he went to hook up with evil races outside the territories, and ask who else among the human races can be trusted?

In other words, who else can Humans count on to deal with evil races outside the territory?

"Xuan Cang!"

Old Ling shouted angrily.

Although many people are disappointed in their hearts, they still dare not speak, after all, Xuan Cang is the palace lord.

But here, Ling Lao is not included.

For Ling Lao, the belief that supports him to live is revenge and dealing with evil races outside the territory.

However, as the palace lord, Xuan Cang secretly colluded with the evil race outside the territory?

Xuan Cang's face became gloomy.

But soon, he took a deep breath and calmed down.

"I just give the evil race outside the territory a chance to deal with Luo Wushu, and I'm not betraying the human race, why should Ling Lao be so excited?"

Xuan Cang glanced at the crowd, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible: "Isn't it true that today, I have been dealing with evil races outside the territory all the time?"

"Yes!"

"With the enmity between the palace lord and Luo Wushu, even if he wants Luo Wushu to die, it is nothing wrong with it."

"Maybe some of the methods are not pretty, but in the end, the palace lord did not do anything to sorry my human race."

Immediately, some voices supporting Xuan Cang sounded.

As the Lord of the Palace of Heaven, how can there be no loyal lackeys?

"Have you really not done anything to apologize to Human Race?"

Luo Wushu's cold voice sounded, "If I hadn't appeared before, how many innocent people would still die?"

"Or, in the eyes of the lord of the heavenly palace, those are just insignificant people?"

"Being a chess piece, used to lead me to show up, is their biggest role?"

Hearing Luo Wushu's icy questioning, Xuan Cang's expression sank again, "Luo Wushu, are you trying to instigate separation?"

"Since it is a war, sacrifices are naturally inevitable, and the lord doesn't want to see so many sacrifices, but at the time, I was also powerless."

Now that it was before, the crowd would still believe in Xuan Cang's words.

But at this moment, there are already many commotions, one after another.

Is Xuan Cang really powerless, or is it like that on purpose?

"Why do you say so much?"

"As long as Luo Wushu is killed, in the future, it will still be a battle between Tiangong and my holy race."

Ren Qingying sullenly shouted: "Otherwise, without my holy clan capturing the profound world, Luo Wushu will be able to replace Tiangong."

At this time, Ren Qingying was also extremely embarrassed.

If it weren't for the Holy Demon Wuji Tu, she would have died under An Yixue's hands.

"Xuan Cang, do you dare?" Ling Lao shouted again.

Now, the evil race outside the territory has completely fallen into a disadvantage, and it will not take long before Gan Yuyang will die in Luo Wushu's hands.

Under these circumstances, how could he agree to Xuan Cang's intervention?

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

The wind breaking through the air sounded one after another.

At this time, there were three figures, coming from the Yukong in the Demon Town, and descended on the Demon Town.

Looking at the three figures, there were a few strong men who knew their identities, their eyes condensed immediately.

The sense of horror in his eyes was no less than that of the holy envoys of the evil race outside the territory that had been seen before.

Because those three figures were the strongest among the last eight heavenly generals.

And it is not difficult to judge from the vaguely diffused breath of them, now that the three of them have also taken that step, it is a realm of pseudo fairy.

"Palace Master!"

The three of them looked at Xuan Cang and yelled politely, without much respect in their words.

Xuan Cang didn't care about this. Instead, he slightly flicked his hand at the three of them, and said, "Can you catch them all at once?"

The three of them swept toward the crowd outside the city, and only heard one person: "Isn't the evil race outside the territory already at a disadvantage? Why should I wait for the action?"

Xuan Cang corrected: "They are also enemies of my heavenly palace."

The three of them instantly understood Xuan Cang's meaning, and asked them to show up to kill Luo Wushu and his party along with the evil races outside the territory.

Seeing the three of them appearing, Gan Yuyang's face changed suddenly, and when he heard Xuan Cang's dialogue with them, his eyes immediately filled with incomparable determination.

"Yingying, run away, how much can you take away!"

Ren Qingying was taken aback for a moment, but when she saw an unprecedented powerful aura emerging from Gan Yuyang, she already understood his thoughts.

He wants to sacrifice himself to give other saints the power to fight for a chance to escape.

"Luo Wushu, didn't you say that I can't make the sixth cut? Now, you are optimistic."

Gan Yuyang roared and roared, and on the blood-stained body, a dark fire suddenly ignited, causing his figure to directly transform into an endless dark air current, and then transformed into an extremely terrifying ghost and **** shadow in the void.

The shadow of ghosts and gods holds a long dark knife in both hands, and a terrifying dark air current flows above the knife body, turning it into a magic knife that shields the sky from the sun.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, it seemed that only the magic knife existed.