Hongjun couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Look, my apprentice is starting to take action."

The spirit in the coffin pointed to the cloud mirror in front of him.

In the cloud mirror in the center of the table, the immortals from heaven and the human qigong masters, together with dozens of immortals from Yuxu Palace, marched towards the seam in the ground together.

However, Shura Taoist soldiers continued to pour out from the cracks in the ground.

Not only the downward passage where Li Ping'an is located, but also almost all the passages that can reach the blood sea as quickly as possible, are in the same situation.

The ancient land is also protected by the great formation of heaven and earth. If you want to go to the sea of ​​​​blood, you can only take these paths.

The army could not go down in time, and it would be difficult to break the siege of Xuanyuan.

Before Li Ping'an could lead the immortals to rush in, the heavenly soldiers were already crowding the passage.

He continuously released Heavenly Punishment, but in the narrow passage, there was an endless stream of Shura Dao soldiers...

Li Ping'an seemed to be watching all this blankly.

Beside the low table in the secret teaching area, the two chess players each stared at Li Ping'an's face.

Suddenly, Li Ping'an took a deep breath, like a drowning person suddenly waking up. With a hint of absolute determination in his eyes, he turned around and jumped back, meditating in mid-air with the Xuantian Pagoda above his head.

The cloud mirror of the spirit in the coffin is quite strange, directly projecting the scene inside Li Ping'an's tomb.

Li Ping'an's deputy spirit rushed directly in front of the Faceless Man of Heaven, grabbed the faceless man's collar, and his hoarse voice concealed full of anger:

"Does Emperor Xuanyuan Huang have to die?"
Chapter completed!