After Mu Yuan said these words, he subconsciously operated the rules of space to bless himself and strengthen his defense.
However, terrifying pressure came.
Mu Yuan's face instantly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Daojun Yuande raised his head, and his cold eyes followed the cause and effect and landed on the Jingzhou battlefield.
"The human race is really brave." Daojun Yuande looked at Mu Yuan coldly, "You also go to join the battle."
Under the terrible pressure, Mu Yuan tried his best to raise his head.
But before he could speak, Lord Yuande threw out a golden bell and a spear.
Mu Yuan's face turned red when he saw these two treasures.
This is the best innate spiritual treasure!
Taojun Yuande has been saving for so many years and only then got these two treasures!
"Assign a few golden immortals to look for the treasure." Daojun Yuande said coldly, "Go to Jingzhou in person, bring the Soul-Dancing Bell and the Cave Heaven Spear, and bring me the head of the Spirit King."
If he hadn't been able to attack the human race, he would have rushed into the human race today and killed these guys directly!
Mu Yuan also knew Taoist Yuande's thoughts and quickly shouted, "As you command!"
On the battlefield in Jingzhou, the biggest reason why Yinguang Lake was in a stalemate with the human race despite having the upper hand was that there was no treasure to suppress the clan.
Now, with these two innate top-grade spiritual treasures, how can the human race stop their pace?
Daojun Yuande glanced at him and disappeared with his golden sword.
Mu Yuan raised his head and looked at the two top-grade innate spiritual treasures, his eyes full of excitement.
However, in his heart, many emotions were ups and downs.
Bie Yuan was his father and the person who supported the rise of the Yinguang Lake dragon. It can be said that without Layer Abyss, there would be no Yinguang Lake Dragon.
Although he has no father-son affection for Jiaolong, Muyuan still respects the true dragon who bestowed his bloodline in his heart.
When he thought of Daojun Yuande, his mood suddenly became complicated.
There is no doubt that the relationship between Yuande Taoist and Layer Yuan must be extremely close.
Otherwise, he would never travel thousands of miles to find the dragon ball fragments for Layer Yuan.
However, the fate of the Jiaolong clan, the future of the Jiaolong clan, everything about the Jiaolong clan rests on Mu Yuan's shoulders.
Eventually, Mu Yuan's mood gradually calmed down.
The golden sword has been presented, and he has cut off his retreat!
...
Human race.
Jingzhou.
In the center of the military camp, nine Xuanxian-level flaming horses pulled down a luxurious carriage.
The car door opened, and the Spirit King wearing a golden silk robe appeared in front of everyone.
At this moment, millions of soldiers shouted in unison in the military camp.
"Welcome Your Majesty!"
The voices of millions of people gathered in one place, and the shouts shook the heaven and earth.
The demon army camp in the distance thought that the humans were coming to fight. There was a loud alarm and hundreds of demon golden immortals rushed into the sky, preparing for a battle.
The Spirit King smiled slightly, raised his hand and waved, "Thank you for your hard work!"
His voice was gentle, mellow, and even-tempered, yet it resonated in the ears of millions of people.
In the demon army camp, the faces of the golden immortals who rushed into the sky changed, and their spiritual power was disordered.
Suddenly, they fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.
"Humph!" Haokuo snorted coldly.
The falling trend of hundreds of golden immortals slowed down, as if they were supported by an invisible air cushion.
The golden immortals landed slowly, with no danger.
Hundreds of golden immortals raised their hands in the direction of the central military tent at the same time, "Thank you, sir, for your help!"
A loud voice rang in their ears, "The magic circle is fully deployed, no one should leave the magic circle!"
The golden immortals responded one after another, "Yes."
They each returned to their posts, but fear and uneasiness still remained in their hearts.
spirit
Is the king too strong?
After such a long distance, it is too exaggerated to make hundreds of golden immortals lose control of their spiritual power with just one sentence!
...
In the central military tent of the demon army.
Haokuo looked at Shuize with a solemn expression, "Brother Dao, what do you think of the movement just now?"
They are all Taiyi Golden Immortals, and their vision is naturally much higher than those of those Golden Immortals.
"That's not the Spirit King's method." Mizuze saw the reason at a glance, and he said calmly, "You and I are both Taiyi Golden Immortal, so we naturally know the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal's combat power."
"If it was really the Spirit King who did it just now, then his combat power is probably close to the limit of Taiyi Golden Immortal."
The cultivation level of the Human Race Spirit King is known to several surrounding forces, and it is natural that his combat power cannot reach the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.
Although Haokuo's cultivation level is the same as Shuize's, they are in different situations and have different experiences.
Haokuo thought about it and found that he still couldn't see the secret of Spirit King's move, so he asked, "Brother Dao, if it's not Spirit King's method, then whose method is it?" Shuizawa sighed softly, "It's from the Dragon Clan. means."
The dragon clan's suppression of the dragon clan is too strong. If the human clan really brings the real dragon to the battlefield, the situation in Silver Light Lake will instantly change from difficult mode to hell mode.
The simplest question: Which monster in the Silver Light Lake dares to attack the real dragon?
Are you tired of living?
Haokuo recalled it for a moment, his face sinking like water.
That is indeed Longwei, no lie!
"But why would the Dragon Clan help the Human Clan?" Bo Jun said with disbelief on his face, "Didn't the True Dragon help us?"
Mizuze just glanced at him faintly.
Haokuo let out a sigh, and the soundproof shield appeared instantly, wrapping them all inside.
In this soundproof shield, he dared to speak, "There once was a Taiyi Golden Immortal in the human race. His name is unknown, but he was called Lord Fulong."
Lord Fulong, the strong man who surrendered the real dragon!
Bo Jun's face instantly turned pale, "How is this possible?"
Haokuo looked in the direction of the human military camp, his expression calm, neither sad nor happy.
He felt a little emotional, "The first generation of human race had countless gods and men. If there is General Ba, what's so strange about having Lord Fulong?"
Bo Jun's eyes went back and forth between Haokuo and Shuize. He expected the two seniors to give an answer that met his expectations, "Master Haokuo, what should we do?"
Looking vastly towards the water.
Mizuze shook his head and said nothing.
Haokuo twitched his lips, "I will contact the clan leader. Before that, close the camp gate and strengthen defense."
Several Taiyi Golden Immortals had ugly expressions on their faces, but they had no choice but to say, "Yes!"
Suddenly, Haokuo's expression changed.
He suddenly raised his head and waved his hand, and the blockade in the military tent was lifted.
The other five people, including Mizusawa, frowned.
"Fellow Taoist Haokuu, the space blockade has been lifted. Humans may teleport here and conduct a surprise attack."
"Don't worry, everyone." Regarding their worries, Hao Kuo just smiled faintly, "Just watch."
As soon as he finished speaking, a light lit up in the center of the military tent.
The expressions of several Taiyi Golden Immortals changed, someone was about to teleport here!
The Taiyi Golden Immortals raised their hands subconsciously, but were stopped by Haokuo.
"Everyone, the clan leader is here to support us!"
The light dissipated and Mu Yuan appeared in front of them.
