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Chapter 711 Killing the Prince(2/2)

call out!!

Yang Fan's body sat cross-legged, floating towards Wuhou Castle.

"Sir, what instructions do you have?"

Huang Yuyang and the man in black were bent and said.

"Telection array, Immortal Dao Sect."

Yang Fan was a little weak and said six words.

“Yes, yes!!”

The people from Wuhou Ancient Castle immediately gave up a way.

Huang Yuyang thought for a while and said bravely: "Let the little girl lead the way for you."

She saw the damage to Yang Fan's body, and a red glow stretched out from her feet, and took Yang Fan into the secret hall where Wuhou Ancient Treasure had a teleportation array.

Before Yang Fan stepped into the teleportation array, Huang Yuyang said: "This time Wuhou Ancient Castle was attacked, and the Immortal Dao Sect did not have strong support. I am afraid there..."

"I know." Yang Fan nodded.

When talking about the Immortal Dao Sect, his Huantianya trembled frequently, which shows that this time the conspiracy was not just against Huang Wuhou.

Tianwu Prefecture is mainly composed of two major forces: Xiandao Sect and Huangwuhou.

In contrast, the Immortal Dao Sect is more powerful. Now there are two kings and princes who sneak attacked Wuhou Castle. So what kind of enemies will the Immortal Dao Sect face?

Buzz ~~~

With the flash of crystal light of the teleportation array, Yang Fan disappeared from the Wuhou Ancient Castle.

The next moment, he appeared in the eighth level of Lingding Immortal Peak in the Immortal Dao Sect.

As soon as he appeared, Yang Fan sensed a very disharmonious aura.

Boom~~~

Suddenly, the entire Lingding Fairy Peak trembled, as if it had suffered some heavy blow.

Yang Fan was shocked and found that millions of lights were passing through the sky above Lingding Fairy Peak, and the disciples inside the sect were anxious and hurried.

At the same time, he sensed the breath of the treasure dragon weapon.

Above Lingding Fairy Peak, a majestic middle-aged man wearing a luxurious ancient robe, circling with a purple-green dragon of luck, he looked like a god.

When Yang Fan appeared, the ring that was winding dragon circling in the middle-aged man in the ancient robe suddenly felt a sense.

Don't buzz~~~~

The ancient dragon's hovering ring emits the roar of the sky, the majestic and mysterious dragon energy, and communicates with Taixu.

Yang Fan was shocked: One of the nine-five treasure dragon tools, [Panlong Ring]!!

In both the momentum and aura of this middle-aged man in this ancient robe, he was far superior to ordinary powerful people in the divine emptiness. In addition, the treasure dragon weapon made the entire Lingding Fairy Peak breathless.

At the same time, behind this middle-aged man in ancient robes, there were five auras comparable to those of Lu Yunhou and others.

"The last time I met was five hundred years ago, you and I were playing tea and chess. I don't want to meet this time, you will lead five kings and princes to attack my "Xiandao Sect"!!"

An old voice came from the ninth level of Lingding Immortal Peak, which was "Old Fairy Bai Yu".

Yang Fan's eyes swept outside the Lingding Immortal Peak, and there were densely packed immortal cultivators, forming a million troops, flying in the clouds and fog, covering the sky and overwhelming.

He couldn't help but take a breath: The "Zhendong Hou" actually led the army of five kings and princes and millions of monks to attack the Immortal Dao Sect.

At this moment, the entire "Lingding Immortal Peak" was surrounded.

This is what the great disaster Bai Yuxian mentioned?

Yang Fan sighed in his heart that under this unprecedentedly powerful lineup, if there were no other reinforcements, the Immortal Dao Sect would have no way to die.

(On the first update... I have something to go out today.
Chapter completed!
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