When seeing the familiar dot-stop, the senior executives of the ancient god clan were filled with tears in their eyes, and those who were resurrected from the hero's tomb were filled with awe.

"Dou General!" With a loud sound, it seemed as if someone was beating a drum invisibly. In an instant, the overall momentum of the millions of ancestors below was directly increased by a large margin, without any sense of depression.

The dot and the general platform roared even more, and the recruitment command quickly turned, forming a crack until a huge figure slowly walked out of it.

In an instant, millions of ancient gods shouted together.

"It's the Demon Spirit Fighting Ta, the Demon Spirit Fighting Ta, my clan, I knew it must be there and would not abandon us!"

In fact, this is true. After the demon spirit with ice vines wrapped around it, his goal was clear and he directly joined the ranks of the high priest to fight against the intermediate warrior.

The intermediate warrior quickly opened the distance between the two sides, because with the sudden appearance of so many five immortals, he felt the pressure.

Taking advantage of this skill, Youqi also separated from the two intermediate warriors who were pestering him, and then looked at Dianjiangtai with excitement, tears rolling in his eyes.

The six immortals and five-level demon spirits, three intermediate warriors, also gathered together, with a serious face, and things seemed to be a little beyond their expectations.

After the Demon Spirit Doudai walked out, Immediately afterwards, Demon Spirit Ecang, Tianyao, Jinpeng, Zhensha, Jieyao, Fangchi, Taia, Stone Soul, Yinpu, Night Burial, Sangxiang, Ji An, Howl, Cicada, Silkworm, Ghost Square, and Fire Frog all walked out.

All eighteen demon spirits who fought against five, walked out and stared at the people who rushed in.

The three intermediate warriors looked at their subordinates in confusion. How could they deal with him in reverse? I haven’t seen each other for only thirteen years. What happened?

No, the time flow rate in this space seems to be different from that in the outside world, much faster.

In an instant, everyone's confidence increased greatly, and many dead god emperors were classified as the eighteen demons, and the victory of this battle was immediately tilted to their side.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

At this moment, three extremely loud applause echoed in everyone's ears. The originally excited Gu Yan looked back instantly.

The three figures were slowly walking out of the space. The three intermediate warriors and the six demon spirits who were isolated suddenly lit up.

"team leader!"

That's right, the three who appeared at this moment were Peng Tie, Blood Scythe and Di Feng, who were of the same level as Youren, and Peng Tie was applauding.

"No, it's really good. I didn't expect that when I felt it, I would meet so many acquaintances and come back from the dead. It seems that after such a hard work, I was still fooled by the third prince of the Su family. Oh, Old Youqi is here too. It's been a long time since I saw you!" Peng Tie smiled, just like an old friend reminiscing about the past, his voice was full of nostalgia.

When he saw the three people, the high priest looked ugly. All the resurrected immortal emperors and top demon spirit masters were even more quickly. It was here that he and others were killed by these people.

They were simply too terrifying. The guardian and Feng died tragically. Lord Tianwai Tian even managed to help him to seal them.

Have they awakened?

Youqiu took a step forward, and the three intermediate warriors and the six demon spirits hurriedly took a detour, with excitement on their faces, and then knelt down to the three of them.

"Where are the three masters, Song Bei and Wu Shou?" An intermediate warrior asked, because two of them were formally their subordinates.

Back then, the main combat power attacked two level eight god kingdoms. Their five teams were chased by five captains and finally arrived at this strange star field. After several attacks, the captains of the five senior warriors broke in with eighteen demon spirits, and there was no news again.

This wait took thirteen years, and those who stayed outside were hundreds of intermediate warrior subordinates and more than three hundred demon spirits, who kept attacking the entrance, but the seal was too strong. Now he finally rushed in, but he saw that the eighteen demon spirits had become the people of the natives of this star field, and the five captains were left with three.

Faced with the inquiry from this member of the Wushou Squad, Peng Tie just glanced at him indifferently, and was so scared that he didn't dare to ask too much.

And the many originally happy ancient gods became desperate again, and the three of them each sacrificed their lives with the lives of tens of thousands of ancient gods before they could be put into the true realm.

Any of them can compete with the Guardian. It is impossible to fight against three, not to mention that there are five sealed pillars left.

"Why, the injury has not healed yet? I think your breath is a bit uneven. Let me tell you a piece of unfortunate news. We have all recovered, and we must be stronger than before the seal. Let your master, the third prince, appear. I know he is not dead yet, but I don't know how his injury has recovered? Will we be able to seal the three of us again this time?" Peng Tie said with sarcasm.

Before Youqiu could speak, he walked out of the demon spirit's space before the station, and a figure slowly walked out of it.

He held a blood-colored sword that was as high as one person. It was so red that it made people frightened. His head was covered with black hair and black divine patterns appeared and disappeared from time to time on his forehead. He gave people an unstoppable feeling.

His face became much thinner, but he was full of perseverance. The originally invisible space under his feet condensed into substance at this moment.

Her two pupils, like black holes, stared indifferently at Peng Tie and the other two below.

"This time, I won't seal you anymore. I really want to see if your blood, who is immortal, can help me resurrect someone!" Su Yan, who walked out of the broken bridge, had a cold voice. He slowly stretched out his left hand and a strand of hair slowly floated up.

Looking at the familiar back, Youqiu immediately knelt down on one knee with tears in his face.

"Old miss, I've seen the third prince!" His voice trembled, full of liberation. Tens of thousands of years of hard work and waiting were finally not in vain. The third prince succeeded!

The high priest and many other god emperors also looked at Su Yan with tears in their eyes, with fanaticism surging on their faces. The figure was like a god in their hearts and inviolable.

It turns out that Lord Tianwai Tian has been there all the time.

"Greetings to Lord Tianwai Tian!" The senior officials of the ancient gods all knelt down. More and more people finally reacted when they looked at the high priest and guardians. They suddenly turned red with excitement, and they were full of twists and turns. There were too many messages today, and it was difficult to digest.

"Greetings to Lord Tianwai Tian!" More than three million gods all bowed down.

Wei Yu, Cang Meiqingze, Yu Laowushi and others were even more unbelievable.

Isn’t he Su Yan? Although his figure and face shape have slightly changed and his momentum is even more different, except that, he is Su Yan, who everyone knows. How could he be the legendary Lord Tianwai Tian?

Feeling the peak aura of junior combat masters emitted by Su Yan at this moment, the originally sarcastic Peng Tie and the other two changed their faces.
Chapter completed!