"Gongyang Sanwei, refuse to accept the position?"

"Please ask the city, there are no leaders?"

"I-enter-he-old-mother, those bastards, they are also considered 'dragons'? A group of clowns, a group of grass snakes, and a group of unknown bastards!"

Wu Tie cursed at the sky and the earth.

Wu Tie originally hoped that Linghu Qingqing would have any trump card at the bottom of the box.

Very good, Linghu Qingqing ran away.

Wu Tie originally thought that Gongyang Sanwu could have some magical tricks.

But this guy is so irresponsible.

One escapes, the other passes the blame. Since you two have such a character, you have been fighting for each other for so many years, making mutual harm and scheming, and you have joined forces to undermine Sima Wuyou... What are you trying to do?

A ball of flame spurted out from his throat, burning the blood that surged into the throat into green smoke. Wu Tie said in a hoarse voice: "Tell me carefully, what happened in Qingqiu City?"

In the distance, an ice sculpture that was thousands of feet tall had already come, less than three hundred miles away from Jingzhou City.

Wu Tie suddenly roared, his eyes opened between his eyebrows and magic, and thousands of chaotic divine thunders in the void turned into a large craze and blasted out. The magic power in his body was poured out, and the ice sculpture emitted dazzling cold light throughout the body, turning into a light tower with a diameter of hundreds of miles and buckled on the ground.

The Chaos Divine Thunder roared down, and the huge explosion made the earth shake.

Tens of thousands of snow-field warriors dragging the ice sculpture were shocked and their legs fell to the ground. On the road behind the ice sculpture, millions of snow-field people following were covered by Wu Tie's thunder. The lightning flashed, and countless snow-field warriors were instantly wiped out.

The cold light flashed on the ice sculpture, and the three Xuanming ancestors teleported over out of thin air, waving their minions and roaring at Wu Tie.

These days, they have fought with Wu Tie several times in a row. Seeing that Wu Tie is blocking the road again, the three Xuanming ancestors hesitated in the void for a while.

After a few breaths, the other three Xuanming ancestors also teleported over. The six Xuanming ancestors got together and their morale was very strong and their courage soared. They rushed towards Jingzhou City, shoulder to shoulder and stride.

"Martial King Huo Xiong, today, you must die here!" The Six Patriarch Xuanming fought with Wu Tie several times, and had already known the origin of Wu Tie's name. He immediately shouted loudly and challenged his name in public.

Tuo Di knelt on the ground and used the fastest speed to explain the situation in Qingqiu City these days.

Wu Tie's face was extremely gloomy. He turned around and looked at the six Xuanming ancestors who were rushing over.

Wu Tie alone could barely get involved with these six old guys, and no one could do anything to each other. But Wu Tie was at a disadvantage and often retreated with injuries.

In other places, on the long northern front, there are twelve old ghosts with the same cultivation and strength, who are commanding countless snow-land warriors to attack wildly. In front of them, the ancestors of the Divine Realm of Qingqiu Divine Kingdom were vulnerable, and the army of the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom had long been smashed to pieces. Except for the fleet sent by Wu Tie to help retreat, there was no longer a legion.

Wu Tie took a deep breath.

"Get out and help retreat... Linghu Qingqing ran away, Yang Sanyou was afraid... The Qingqiu God Kingdom is a mess, I will take it."

"Even if there is a huge infamy...haha... if you want to play, I will play with you to the end."
Chapter completed!