"I've repeated it countless times."

Fanlei glanced at Linjing Taoist Zun with playfulness.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but that your leader doesn't know the truth."

"Therefore, I won't drip the muddy water this time. Please ask for your own blessings!"

At this time, in the high sky in the distance, flying immortals appeared.

There are fairy palaces and flying boats. The scene is spectacular.

Because Wuding palace took the initiative to challenge, Mo Wuzong didn't have to hurry. Just wait here for the battle.

Soon, the two sides were in formation outside the zongmen.

A comparison between the two sides shows that the number of people is almost the same.

After all, Mo Wuzong is a home battle.

But the comparison of strength is really a little tragic.

There are eleven Taoist masters on one side and hundreds of supreme masters.

On the other side, there are three Taoist masters and more than a dozen supreme masters.

"Linjing Taoist Zun, you are still carrying it?"

"If I were you, I would just surrender."

The leader of Wuding palace, Zhi yandaozun, got angry deliberately.

"If you surrender now, I'll be in a good mood. Maybe you'll be an inner door elder."

As soon as he said this, the disciples of Wuding palace laughed one after another.

Ao Xiao Dao Zun and others provoked directly.

"Linjing old man, don't you rely on the Buddha from the heavenly palace?"

"We've seen through your cards long ago."

"Let him get out!"

"We really want to fight him and give Tiangong an indelible lesson."

"Fanlei daozun, come out! Don't advise!"

Fanlei daozun, who did not plan to fight from beginning to end, was a little confused in the face of these provocations and abuse.

What can I do for you?

I just came to see the excitement and see how Linjing Taoist priest died in the end.

Why did the fire hit me?

In order to clarify, he quickly flew to the field.

"You misunderstood. I'm not his helper."

"I'm not going to fight either."

As soon as he said this, the morale of Mo Wu Zong directly decreased to a negative number.

The people in the opposite Wuding palace looked at each other.

The only "please" Taoist Reverend from the Mowu sect actually chose to stand idly by?

They suddenly felt that their opponent was too weak to be happy and could not pretend to be forced.

Ao Xiao daozun and others even deliberately provoked fanlei daozun.

"Is he a coward after making trouble for a long time?"

"Is the heavenly palace such a thing?"

"What a shame..."

Being so excited by them, van Ray's face couldn't hang.

At any rate, he is the first of the God thunder division. He is a dignified immortal official with two grades.

Besides, the other party even scolded the heavenly palace.

He didn't intend to help, but now he really has the idea to help.

Otherwise, I'll fight myself and beat a Taoist priest opposite.

Then take the initiative to quit, which will not affect the final outcome, but also correct your name.

Thinking of this, he looked again at the elders of Mowu sect.

Come on, keep begging me to fight.

This time I can make an exception to meet your wishes and condescend to make a hand.

Then he saw Linjing Taoist Zun nodding and bowing to Jiang Cheng without looking at him at all.

"Headmaster Jiang, what do you think of this time?"

City elder brother wanted to let others on his side go first, lose, and then go on by himself.

That way, the effect of pretending to force is a little better than NAIS.

After all, the protagonist came on stage at a critical moment.

But after thinking about it, you can crush it. Why do you deliberately hurt your teammates? It's totally unnecessary.

So he took a sword out of the ring.

"Forget it, I'll go straight from the beginning to the customs clearance. Just stay behind and be a cheerleader."

"Get it!"

Linjing daozun followed him and knew what cheerleading meant.

Immediately began to give orders, let the sect elders and disciples retreat slowly, and give the stage to Jiang Cheng.

Then he ordered the song and dance team to get ready.

"When leader Jiang wins, you'll give me a good cheer, okay?"

This is not only the people in Wuding palace opposite, but also the people of morwuzong twitched at the corners of their mouths.

What are you doing?

You're really out of your mind.

Do you really expect a God? Can you be a little more outrageous?

Ready to cheer?

Are you going to collect the body?

When Jiang Cheng entered the center of the venue with his sword, the people in Wuding palace couldn't understand it, but they were shocked.

"Linjing old man, what does that mean?"