There are some seniors in various sects in Jiuzhou who are about to die. They sleep with secret techniques to prolong their lifespan. When the sect encounters a crisis, they will awaken these seniors. Even if they only have a few hits or even one or two hits, they can turn the world around.

There are also Yin Ling Clan.

The fourth and seventh elders immediately flashed, and when they appeared again, they were already on the back of Mount Olympia where the royal city was located.

In front is a huge cave, with the stone doors tightly closed.

The two of them squeezed out their own drops of blood and dripped on the stone gate. A red light flashed. Then they knelt down, kowtowed respectfully and diligently, and said, "You are unworthy descendants, but you can secretly ask for your ancestors."

Although the stone gate was closed, there was a faint vitality. A voice asked, "What's wrong with my sleep?"

"Report to our ancestors, our clan has reached the critical moment of life and death..."

The two of them said one by one, and one by one, and they roughly told the situation.

"waste!"

After a muffled roar, the door opened and an old man stepped out.

The two probably had some impressions that the old man had lived for ten thousand years and was named Ke Wuxie. From the outside, he had a full spirit and an obscure and difficult to understand.

In their time, Wuxie was also a great elder. Three thousand years ago, when his life was about to end, he chose to sleep.

Ke Wuxie said again: "Follow me to go ahead and take a look."

"yes!"

The two followed behind.

When he returned to the city, Wuxie Lingyan swept his face and his face darkened. There were almost no top masters in the city, and his morale was low. There were seven small worlds outside, surrounding the royal city, and the spiritual veins underground disappeared.

Although I did not sense the aura of being too strong in Jiuzhou, the more I did this, the less I dared to take it lightly. After a while, I said with a gloomy face: "You can't blame you all for this matter. There are amazing geniuses in Jiuzhou. It's time for us to fulfill our mission. I'll wake them up!"

As he said that, his figure flashed and disappeared. When he appeared again, nearly a hundred old men appeared around him, each of them emitting a terrifying aura.

"I've seen all the ancestors!"

There were sounds like clouds under the city.

Ke Wuxie said in a deep voice: "The life span of our life has come to an end and we can only last for one day. Now I have ordered that anyone above the peak of the sky should gather immediately and follow me out of the city to fight!"

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

An hour later, nearly twenty remaining warships gathered and drove out of the city.

"The Yin Ling Clan is coming out, I'm afraid it's going to have a decisive battle!"

Seeing the scene opposite, the old Taoist Qingyi said in a deep voice.

The true man Lingbao frowned and said in confusion: "The Yin Ling Clan has given up on the city. There must be something strange. Friends, please be careful."

"Amitabha~~"

Hong Nan yelled the Buddha's chant: "I guess he knew that the lonely city could not be defended, so he took the initiative to attack. The number of airships on our side was not as good as his. I thought that we should rely on the small world and concentrate limited airships in it, and concentrate on fire at the right time, and be able to knock down one by one."

Huagai Zhenren said, "The small world is a place where seniors of various sects sleep. They are blocking the small world. What if they disturb the seniors?"

Zhenren Zhexuan snorted: "Do you think the ancestors of the Yin Ling Clan who did not sleep in the sleeping clan were awakened?"

“Oh~~”

Huagai Zhenren suddenly realized: "The Yin Ling Clan has achieved his merits in one battle. So should we invite the ancestor out?"

Suddenly, there was silence!

The ancestors had to sleep in their lives. During the sleep, the life span will slowly pass. Some of them could not wake up while sleeping. Those who can wake up usually will not live for a day.

These are the last trump cards of each sect, and no one dares to make a decision.

"Look at the situation on the other side first!"

The old Taoist Qingyi waved his hand.

The small world moves slowly and has no active attack ability. It mainly serves as a cover. Each sect hides warships behind the small world and charges them urgently.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a fire was gathered opposite, and the small world of Leiyin Temple, which was the first to be hit, showed firelights on the outside. In the small world, it was shaking continuously. Like an earthquake, temples and mountain monuments collapsed one after another.

Hong Nan was heartbroken and shouted: "Let's fire!"

The ships suddenly emerged from the small world, followed one, and fired together!

"boom!"

A Yin Ling Clan battleship burst out with dazzling fire, and the hull was scattered and a few experts from the sky and some peeping sky rushed out.

However, the Yin Ling Clan seemed to have Dui Zi's idea, and took advantage of the opportunity of the Jiuzhou Aircraft Showing to randomly gather one.

"boom!"

A flying boat from Sanqingguan exploded in the sky, and Zhen Zhexuan's face turned green!

There were only two Sanqing Temples, and one was exploded in an instant, especially the airship was destroyed. Even if the Nascent Soul inside could escape, it would be difficult to preserve the body.

The Nascent Soul without a physical body basically cut off the opportunity to achieve the Yang God.

At this moment, dozens of soul stings flew out from the Yin Ling Clan battleship, hitting the Nascent Souls one by one, and they died on the spot!

Zhenren Zhexuan took a deep breath and said, "The breath perception revealed by me from the enemy ship seems to be a bit extremely strong but not strong enough. I believe the Yin Ling Clan summoned their ancestors to help the battle, so we can't hesitate anymore."

"Well!"

Huagai Zhenren nodded and said, "It seems that this battle is indeed a decisive battle. You and I will return to the world quickly and invite the ancestor out!"

The heads flashed and returned to their own world.

In a moment, white-haired seniors from various sects came out of the small world.

Ke Wuxie sneered: "It's not too many people, about fifty people. Everyone, it's time for us to play a role. You will continue to control the warships. Don't be afraid of Duizi. When we destroy those old people, we will kill their sects. If you have no leader, why worry about the invincible situations in the Nine Provinces?"

"yes!"

Among the ships, they agreed loudly.

But Wuxie stopped hesitating and led many old guys to flash out of the battleship and rushed towards the senior masters of the Jiuzhou sects.

The decisive battle broke out in an instant, because the seniors of both sides were mixed together, and they fought with their lives. The warships were afraid of hurting their own people by chance, so they did not fire there, but just exchanged their arms with each other, which was extremely tragic.

At this time, about twenty ancestors of the Yin Spirit Clan separated out, looked at each other, swung their palms out, and hit a twelfth-grade lotus platform in Nalanda Temple together.

Suddenly, a huge palm print was printed on the base, the patterns were clearly visible, the edges were pitch black, and vortexes appeared around it, rotating around the palm print at an extremely fast speed.

"not good!"

Zi Gu saw it in the distance and changed her complexion: "This palm is the Yin Spirit Clan's Breaking Palm, which can absorb spiritual power and supply palm prints. With the instant energy burst out of the explosion, it can destroy the lotus platform!"

Jemoroshi listened to Zi Gu's words and shouted anxiously: "Everyone, give up the lotus platform and avoid it quickly!"

But it's too late.

There was a bang at the bottom of the lotus platform, and the black light flashed, and then it rushed upwards, blowing the entire lotus platform into powder!

Before the monks above could escape, they were buried with them.

"Amitabha~~"

The monks all shouted the Buddha's name, full of grief.

And the old men also turned pale.

Zi Gu said to the left and right: "You are here to guard it. Grandma Shu is fine. I'll go up to support me."

"Empress, it's so dangerous in front!"

Su Xin Sect and Zhang Yu and other girls surrounded the gate of the small world of the Ming Shen Sect. At this time, Xi Lian'er said anxiously.

Zi Gu said lightly: "Some things have to be done. This is the last battle, how can you escape?"

As he said that, his figure flashed and he escaped.

Su Yue'er, Concubine Xi, Si Zhaojun, Su Xiaoxiao and other low-level Yang Gods struggled. Just as they were about to go out, Grandma Shu said, "Let's stay here. If you go, you will only distract the Empress. Keep here, don't let someone disturb that kid. It's the main thing."

“Oh ~~”

The girls also knew that their cultivation was low and they might not be able to get a blow when they went up. They sighed and then looked at the gate, not knowing when Xiao Ye would be able to get out of seclusion.

With Zi Gu's joining, the battle situation did not turn too much. After all, no matter how strong Zi Gu is, she can only withstand the two peaks of Kaitian. And those old guys are about to die, either not taking action, or taking action or dying together. Except for the old seniors in Jiuzhou who dare to fight to the death, the heads of the sects are all dealing with each other carefully.

After all, those people only have one day's life, and it's not worth it to be dragged to death.

Suddenly, there was a shocking sound in the sky, and the true energy burst out violently!

"Host!"

"Senior Brother!"

The monks in Leiyin Temple all had tears in their eyes.

Hong Nan was surrounded by three ancestors of the Yin Spirit Clan, and there was no hope of breaking through. He slapped another palm and resolutely exploded!

"Damn it!"
To be continued...