The attitude of the other factions is similar to his. They are all monsters anyway, and the more people die, the better.

However, Ao Lin saw it in his eyes and felt anxious in his heart as he watched his men continue to fall.

"Brother Ye, has Xu Junming contacted you?"

Ye Wenxiao was stunned for a moment.

"Didn't he contact you?"

"Except for the first time, he has never contacted me again."

Ao Lin frowned, his brows filled with anger.

"Damn it, you actually broke your promise on something that was clearly promised!"

While he was cursing secretly in his mind, Xu Junming, who was sitting in a secret space in mid-air, was also observing the battle below.

Like everyone else, he hoped that as many monsters as possible in Xia Jiang would die, so he never took action.

"I only promised you to kill Ao Xiu, but I didn't say anything else."

"Huh?"

Slightly startled.

The body of Ao Yu, who had been lying dead in Laolong Bay, was actually gone.

This is something he likes.

The corpse of a demon beast with a twelfth level of Nascent Soul and having survived seven levels of heavenly tribulations is not only rich in blood but can also be used to refine magic weapons.

He activated the bronze mirror and soon discovered a huge bronze altar under Laolong Bay.

The corpses of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe who died in battle and the blood in the river were all swallowed up by it.

Ao Yu's corpse is no exception.

The three-hundred-foot-long dragon corpse slowly sank, falling straight towards the altar.

Although I don't know what this altar is, I can't let it take away what I like.

With a finger, Dihuang Mountain turned into a little yellow light and flew down the Xia River.

Then a nine-color ray of light flashed through, and Ao Yu's body was taken away instantly.

The monks from various sects who had been paying attention to the battle in the river, as well as the Nascent Soul monks with keen spiritual senses such as Ye Wenxiao, Ao Xiu, Ao Lin, and Prime Minister Gui, instantly noticed the abnormality.

The black-robed monks are no exception.

"We can't wait any longer, otherwise we will have long nights and many dreams."

There was a flash of light, and the figure disappeared instantly.

After a while, I arrived at the bottom of the river. Looking at the altar in the distance, I pinched my fingers with my right hand and a black formation flew to the center of the altar.

The fingers in the black-robed man's hands changed, and countless spiritual techniques flew into the formation.

"Netherworld Bone Formation, open!"

The formation instantly unfolded, swallowing up the flesh, blood and spiritual energy accumulated in the altar.

"Boom...!"

A dark black light pillar with a diameter of dozens of feet rose into the sky.

The mighty black Xuanming Qi broke through the river water and went straight up thousands of feet.

The shocking movement instantly attracted everyone's attention.

But this is not the end.

Around Laolong Bay, A, B, B, D, and the twelve heavenly stems, there is a black Xuanming Qi rushing up.

Twelve strands of Xuanming Qi converged in mid-air and turned into a giant bowl, covering Laolong Bay and the surrounding area of ​​a hundred miles.

Feeling the power of the tyrannical formation, the man in black robe looked excited, and with a wave of his hand, a long black flag flew straight into the sky.

Arriving in the sky above Laolong Bay, the long black flag that had absorbed the power of the formation had become as huge as a hundred feet.

Automatically and without wind, twelve ferocious gods and demons appeared on the black canvas that was fluttering fiercely.

Under the urging of the men in black robes, twelve gods and demons with a height of a hundred feet, and their whole bodies made of white bones, either with two heads and four arms, or with four arms and four legs, or with leopard heads and tiger tails, or with wings on their backs, emerged from the black banner.

Jumped down.

With the blessing of the formation, the momentum of each god and demon is equivalent to the peak of Nascent Soul.

"The White Bone Flag of the Netherworld?! You are Situ, the 'White Bone Heavenly King' of the Black Heart Demon Sect."

Ye Wenxiao said with an ugly expression.

The man in black robe laughed.

"I didn't expect you, a junior, to know my name!"

"The previous Inspector Xia Jiang of the Xuanjing Division died in your hands. Of course Ye Wenxiao knew you very well."

"Are you talking about that guy Zhao Hongchen? Speaking of which, my 'Netherworld Bone Flag' can be as good as it is now, thanks to his contribution."

Ye Wenxiao's eyes became more and more murderous.

"Brother, you actually colluded with the Black Heart Demon Cult." Ao Lin suddenly said.

Now, Ao Xiu no longer hides his purpose.

"As long as we can win the throne, so what if we unite with the Black Heart Demon Cult? Don't you also want to get together with the Xuanjing Division?"

After saying that, he turned around.

"King Shang Tian, ​​please take action to kill these rebellious officials and traitors."

Shang Situ laughed loudly.
Chapter completed!