Watching the strong Buddhists rush into the battlefield, Du Shaofu's tight brows relieved a little!

No matter what attitude Buddhism holds, as long as they obey the orders, everything will be easy to say!

Du Shaofu slowly withdrew his gaze from the group of monks, and his tongue thunder blew again. A shout suddenly sounded: "Where is the Zongheng family?!"

A huge sound echoed in the void, and the lingering sound was lingering, and it lasted for a long time!

However, after a while, no response was heard except for the roars and killing sounds of countless creatures below!

"Where is the master of the throne?!"

Du Shaofu made a sound again, and the sound shook the sky, causing the thunder sea and the red clouds above his head to roll even more violently!

This huge sound had already been transmitted into the territory of the Zongheng family!

"Old...Old ancestor, Du Shaofu has gathered nine purple thunder mysterious cauldrons and ordered the nine families. What should we do now?"

In the main hall of the Zongheng family, an old man kept paced back and forth, his anxious expression beyond words.

Su Sanyan and other strong men all surrounded the bottom, lowered their heads and asked tremblingly.

"Have you not replied to the Lord of the Upper Realm?"

The old man suddenly stopped when he left anxiously, his old face wrinkled, and asked to everyone below.

"Old ancestor, no!"

Su Sanyan cried and bowed to the old man.

"asshole!"

"Bang!"

The old man picked up a porcelain cup on the desk and slammed it on the ground, falling to pieces!

"Why! Why! Why didn't the upper realm master respond?"

After saying three "whys", the old man walked back and forth again in a hurry, looking very distressed.

"If they agree, we can evacuate this world at any time without having to wading through this flood again. The great disaster in this world has nothing to do with us!"

Su Sanyan said, also with a look of annoyance!

"Old ancestor, do you care about us anymore?"

Someone asked anxiously, and the sound sounded like he was about to cry!

"What a bastard!"

The old man in the head of the hall condensed his eyes and immediately shouted, but this shout seemed to be very confident!

"Now, our tribe members in this world, only two people above the holy realm can leave without any obstacles, but the others can only stay here, and no one can leave!"

Someone spoke again, extremely anxious.

"I can't care about that much anymore, let's just leave each one!"

The old man sighed, looked at another old man in the hall, and said so.

"Walk!"

After the two exchanged glances, they no longer hesitated. The two figures rushed out of the hall and rushed towards Gao Tian, ​​walking very neatly!

"Old ancestor!"

Seeing this scene, the rest of the Zongheng family shouted!

At this point, how could they not understand that their two ancestors made a quick decision and left many children of the Zongheng family to leave this world and thus save their lives!

"The ancestor doesn't care about us anymore!"

Many people collapsed on the ground, feeling desperate!

"Where is the master of the throne?"

At this moment, Du Shaofu's huge voice resounded through the world again, reaching the ears of everyone in the Zongheng family!

"what to do?"

Su Sanyan even felt the five thunders thunder and murmured to himself.

When the strange phenomena of heaven and earth first appeared, they had already contacted the master tribe in the upper realm and wanted to evacuate the entire Zongheng family with the help of the master tribe!

In this way, the entire Zongheng family no longer has to receive the instructions left by the Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds!

However, after this long time, they did not receive any response from the upper realm!

With their strength, they are simply not enough to leave this world!

In the past, people from the outside world could not enter, but now no one cares about them!

This made all the people in the straitors feel extremely sad and angry!

"Saint Ancestor! What should we do now?"

Someone crawled to Su Sanyan on his knees, hugged his thighs, and said in a trembling voice.

A similar scene to the Zonghengjia is also happening in the other two companies at this time!

Famous artist!

"Old ancestor, Du Shaofu gathered together the Nine Cauldrons and had already ordered the peasants, Taoism, Confucianism, Mohism, Yin and Yang families. Now it is the turn of the Zongheng family. Only our famous and Legalists are left. Should we go to war or..."

As a famous saint, Huiwu had no idea at this time!

Facing the ancestors in the clan, he was respectful and anxious and asked for advice.

"Is there any news from the upper realm master of my famous family?"

The ancestor of the famous master asked.

"No news! We have already contacted the upper realm, but the message we sent is like a rock sinking into the sea, and there is no response at all. I don't know if something happened!"

Huiwu replied.

"There shouldn't be any changes in the upper realm! They probably don't care about us!"

The ancestor of the famous master sighed, extremely sad.

"Why do the Lord of the Upper Realm ignore us?"

The strong men from famous masters were anxious and confused.

The ancestor of a famous master was about to say something, but suddenly his mind moved, and the power of the soul caught sight of some unusual movements!

"Huh? What do those two old guys from the Zongheng family want to do?"

In his perception, two vast auras were rushing out of Zongheng’s house and flying out of the nine heavens!

"Can't it..."

Soon, he realized the purpose of the two people and couldn't help but look surprised!

"Old ancestor, what happened?"

Huiwu was puzzled when he saw the expression of the ancestor.

"nothing!"

The ancestor of the famous master did not answer, but said, "Du Shaofu was in possession of the nine divine thunder cauldrons. This battle is inevitable for my famous masters! Summon everyone and prepare to obey the orders! I will take a step first and check the situation!"

As he said that, the body of the famous ancestor disappeared directly from Huiwu, so almost incredible that he could not see him in a blink of an eye!

"Old ancestor..."

Huiwu was about to ask something more, but a sentence stuck in his throat.

Legalists.

Unlike the straitors and famous scholars, there was a fierce dispute among the Legalists at this time!

"It's now, is it meaningful for us to argue about these?"

Facing the many powerful people of the Legalists in the hall, a middle-aged man with disheveled head spoke angrily, and his sharp eyes swept across everyone one by one, with strong questions!

"Oh, in the past, our Legalists were sorry for that child and their family of four! Everything is caused by our persecution!"

An old woman next to her sighed, and the wrinkles on her face piled up, with a sad look. It was Mr. Ming.

"No matter what, do we Legalists still have to be merciless as we did in ancient times?"

A short Legal strongman stared at the middle-aged man and the old woman with a disheveled face, shaking his sleeves and said.

"If the Nine Cauldrons do not gather, the Nine Cauldrons do not come out; if the Nine Cauldrons gather together, they will order the Nine Cauldrons! This is the preaching left by the Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds, and a contract established in the ancient times. We cannot help but abide by it!"

Aside from the side, a strong man responded, but it attracted the short strong man to look at him coldly!

"That's right, let alone we contacted the Lord of the Upper Realm and wanted them to take away some young and low-cultivated children of the Legal family in this realm, but we did not receive any response! Now, besides following the ancient oath, we have no more choices, and we can only fight with the clan!"

Old Ming spoke and sighed.

"The failure of the main clan to respond does not mean that we need to obey Du Shaofu's orders. The orders of the Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds are just an ancient thing! You should know that it is a great disaster for the Demon Cult. Once we participate in the war, can we still save it?"

An old man said this next to the short middle-aged man.
To be continued...