I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1077 Support
"How about it? The loss is not unfair, right?" asked Daojun Xiao with a smile.

Ang Ming was stubborn at first, but in the end he had to admit that he had lost.

Don't say that Wu Rong was suppressed by a false flower. Isn't it possible that his cultivation level was not achieved through his own efforts?

Without using his magic weapon, he didn't even take a single attack from his opponent. If he still wasn't convinced, then he was really not honest or open-minded.

If you lose, you lose. There's nothing wrong with admitting it.

"This thunder tribulation will become a help to him."

Dao-Jun Xiao looked at the nine different-colored chaotic immortal thunders interweaving and sighed, "The cultivators of the Dao of Life are really crazy."

"The teacher could have not given him that treasure."

Ang Ming touched his neck, and seemed to still feel the sharpness of the unicorn sword: "That treasure is not only the key to open the cave, but it is also said to be able to command the spirits of the mountains and rivers. It is not worth exchanging it for me."

"value."

"A life is so precious, how can we pay it without paying the price?" Daojun Xiao made a spell, opened a door to the deep space, and stepped into it first.

Ang Ming looked back.

There is reluctance and nostalgia.

The three thousand miles of Jiming Mountain was handed over to someone else.

……

Upon receiving the news, Zhu Yan Tongbing looked solemn.

Originally, he should have gone to Luodu Mountain early after receiving the invitation, but halfway through, he heard the roar of the ships at Jiming Mountain raising the banner of rebellion, so he decided to postpone the journey to Luodu Mountain and wait and see.

The trip, which was supposed to take two months, was prolonged by him.

So much so that we have only walked less than halfway.

"Failed?!"

Zhu Yan's bronze soldier clutched the jade slip, his face showing anger.

Ang Ming was defeated so quickly that he couldn't even wait and see.

"Ang Ming misled me!"

Zhu Yan's bronze soldier flew into a rage and angrily crushed the jade slip into pieces.

He had already made a plan to join Luodu and seek benefits under the "big tree", but he didn't expect to hear the news of rebellion just after he set out, and no action was taken for a full month.

I thought that Marquis Guanming was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, had no real skills, and didn't know how to deal with these things.

However, it was only a short time later. According to the spies from Jiming Mountain, Marquis Guanming arrived and chopped off Angming's head within three quarters of an hour, and even his soul did not escape.

"Dad, what should we do now?"

Zhu Yan Xuan Shen was suddenly at a loss, as it was he who proposed the strategy.

They all knew that there was a master behind Ang Ming, and they had been paying special attention to him over the years. They thought that Ang Ming did this only after receiving instructions, but they didn't expect that they had never seen the mysterious background confront the Marquis of Guanming.

"Urge the giant ship to move forward quickly."

Zhu Yan Tongbing did not blame his son, as he thought the same at the time.

He thought he could provide timely assistance or reap the benefits, but he never expected how powerful Marquis Guanming was.

If we don't hurry up and head to Luodu Mountain to show our loyalty, are we going to wait for Marquis Guanming to settle accounts with us one by one?
"Here!"

Half a month.

Boom!

The huge monster was like a wild beast that had rushed out from the ancient times, tearing through the clouds and parting the fog.

They thought it was a wild beast coming, but in fact, the Zhuyan monks standing on the deck opened their mouths in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

Because the giant ship carrying them, the 500-zhang long boat was like a giant hornet that was supposed to be returning to its nest compared to the Sky Harbor, it was small enough, and these monks were more like dust.

The dark sky port is more like a dormant divine beast. It is so cold, yet one seems to be able to see its divinity.

Yes.

The leader of the Zhuyan tribe, Zhuyan Bronze Soldier, saw divinity from this sky port.

It's an indescribable feeling.

"Ashore."

The huge ship commanding Zhu Yan's bronze soldiers.

As the giant ship slowly extinguished its internal combustion furnace and docked, only a few scattered strong men were doing the simplest work in the empty sky port.

Nian Xiongqi, who had been waiting at the Palembang government office, brought several officials to welcome the monks from Lingang.

Zhu Yanxuan Shen's expression changed and anger appeared on his face.

Their Zhuyan clan is the second largest clan in Jue Mountain, and their clan leader Zhuyan Tongbing is no weaker than Ang Ming. The Luodu monk who greeted them was actually just a small god.

This was simply a warning from Luo Du to them.

"I am the judge of the underworld, and I am here to read the ominous message."

Nian Xiongqi bowed and then slowly straightened his back.

"The Underworld looks down on us so much..." Zhu Yan Xuan Shen was about to continue speaking, but he saw his father, the clan leader, raise his hand to signal.

Zhu Yan, the bronze soldier, smiled and stepped forward, bowed and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Underworld Envoy."

"I've gotten used to it a long time ago." Nian Xiongqi replied with a smile.

You have received too many monks in the past half month.

Not to mention the cultivators who have reached the state of spiritual enlightenment, there are more than a dozen saints alone.

Those huge ships with flags flying high are all the vehicles of saints, but they have to bow their heads when they arrive at Luodu Mountain, not to mention that this show of strength is necessary.

If he had arrived half a month ago, he would naturally have been received by the military advisor Yu Shen.

"please."

"please."

"Dad, Marquis Guanming is going too far!" Zhu Yan Xuan Shen transmitted the message.

Zhu Yan Tongbing did not answer but said: "Look at those huge ships."

Zhu Yanxuanshen looked over.

The closest one was a 500-meter-long giant ship, flying the flag of the Velvet Eagle Group. It was the Yingzhao tribe. Looking further ahead, there were flags of the Blood Sea Mermaid tribe, the Barbarian Bird tribe, the Yuezhi tribe, the Guimo tribe, the Tianwu tribe, the Bo Ma tribe, the Xiangliu tribe...

They are all large demonic clans, and each clan has a saint in charge.

Among them, Xiangliu, Jiaoren and Yingzhao are top saints, and even their Zhuyan clan can only be ranked behind Yingzhao.

"But father, doesn't the Crown Marquis need us? If I were him, I would definitely comfort him..."

"So you can't be like him." Zhu Yan Tongbing took a deep look at his son: "I've spoiled you, and you think you can do anything with conspiracy and trickery. In fact, it's only because your father, I, am a great sage, enough to deter the enemy and suppress the clan, so I let you do whatever you want."

"father……"

"Call me clan leader!"

Zhu Yanxuan's expression was shocked, and he bowed and called out, "Patriarch."

"You should reflect on yourself."

Zhu Yan, who was leading the four generals, snorted coldly and walked forward with a flick of his sleeves.

He hadn't said anything more, which was that he should also reflect on himself. He couldn't judge this crowned marquis with common sense.

A few more days of waiting.

into the night.

Zhu Yan's bronze soldier was led to Yuming Palace by his attendants, and his son came with him. The four generals were arranged in the outer hall and would not participate in this banquet.

He had already seen the palace forging in Luodu Mountain, and although it was not as shocking as his first time seeing Tiangang, it was enough to leave a deep impression.

The long hall, which was mainly purple and black, looked like a ferocious beast. At the end was a huge relief with the words "Transformations of Hell" written on it, and all the paintings were scenes of hell.

Only the throne remained empty.

Inside the hall, there were many seats arranged from beginning to end in the hundred-foot-long hall.

"Chief Zhu Yan."

Hearing Yu Shen's call, Zhu Yan's bronze soldier came to his senses and followed Yu Shen to his seat.

His status should be very high, but he was only ranked at the front. There were twelve seats in front of him and nearly a hundred seats behind him.

Thanks to the strength of Zhu Yan's bronze soldiers, his son Zhu Yan Xuan Shen also got a seat, but this one was still in the middle of the hundred.

Zhu Yan's bronze soldiers immediately understood that the hundred seats were prepared for the monks who could follow the saint into the hall.

He didn't want to care about the seat behind him, why were there twelve seats before him.

As monks from various races arrived at the Jade Life Hall one after another.

The patriarchs of the four tribes also discovered this problem after exchanging greetings.

There are eight seats ahead of them.

In less than half an hour, all the people arrived.

Master Ru Zang also got a seat.

Yu Shen, who was in charge of everything, had not yet taken his seat, but everyone thought he would also get a seat.

The Xiangliu clan leader had a cold expression on his face. His strength was unquestionable. He was the strongest among all the clans and his strength was that of a top great sage. All the Xiangliu clan cultivators were powerful, but even he could only barely get a seat in the top ten. Even if it was just a show of power, it was too poor.

Chief Yingzhao asked in surprise: "Is there anyone ahead?"

"Where else in the Demonic Land is there a powerful person that we don't even know about?"

The Great Sage of the Mermaid said calmly, "I heard that the Shura tribe supports the Marquis of Guanming. I guess they are probably waiting for the Great Sage of the Shura tribe."

"Don't you know that the alliance is an ally? We are the only force he can command."

"It's just a show of force."

"Blame us for not coming here two months ago."

"You wouldn't be so petty."

"That's impossible to say."

"..."

Everyone started talking in whispers before the Marquis of Guanming arrived. Although everyone was transmitting voice, the transmission was not disguised at all. The saints present were almost weaving a network with their spiritual consciousness, and everyone could express their opinions in this voice transmission chat room.

While everyone was talking, a Taoist in purple robes ascended the throne from the back hall.

The chattering faded away.

Wu Rong on the throne said with a smile: "Everyone, please be patient."

"My Lord, I dare to ask, we did not arrive early, but why did you humiliate us like this?"

The chief of the Yuezhi tribe looked at his seat.

He felt that his current position was shabby, and he hadn't even made it into the first echelon. How could he hold his head up in front of his peers in the future?

Wu Rong no longer concealed his true feelings and said calmly, "Since you are all in a hurry to discuss matters, I will put my words here."

"Things are different now. Three months ago, I was not enlightened. You all came to help me and welcomed me warmly. You would have received me with the most solemn ceremony. But now I am enlightened."

As his eyes swept over, the mysterious aura of the Lord of the Great Dao turned into a divine sword.

All the monks present were horrified.

Those who had come early were ecstatic.

While everyone was still immersed in shock, a middle-aged monk in a black robe walked into the hall, and behind him were four other monks.

"Daojun?!"

"Another one."

"More than that."

"Those four are all great saints."

Everyone just watched as the five people passed them.

As the four cultivators took their seats one after another, the middle-aged Taoist priest also bowed and took the seat to the right of the throne. With the appearance of these four people, they occupied five seats at once.

Zhu Yan's bronze soldiers had no idea where the other party came from.

Where do so many powerful people come from?

These are not the five Dao Lords and four Great Saints. Behind them is a powerful force equivalent to the princes. And the current situation is that these five people also sat down like them, as if they were here to obey the orders of the person on the throne.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Yu Shen also took a seat.

There was only one empty seat on the left side of the throne.

But, what about when it is in a vacuum?
Take a closer look.

Sitting there is a red-haired Taoist priest wearing a black and red robe.

Seeing the Red-haired Taoist, the monks sitting at the desk bowed and remained silent.

The four great saints seemed to be chatting, but there was indifference in their eyes, as if they did not take those foreign saints seriously at all.

Wu Rong smiled helplessly.

The sect’s support finally arrived.

I just don't know whether they arranged for him to arrive only after knowing that he had attained enlightenment, or if they had arranged for him to arrive long ago and he just arrived today.

But it’s good that you can make it.

The Yuezhi tribe leader stood straight, not knowing whether to stand or sit.

Just hang there.

"sit down."

The Yuezhi tribe leader, who seemed to have been pardoned, was like a child being scolded by his class teacher. He hurriedly sat back, lowered his head, and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The middle-aged Taoist from Taiyi Shengxian Sect looked at the red-haired Taoist sitting opposite the desk with curiosity.

He had heard of this man's reputation.

Hearing about someone is not as good as meeting him/her, and meeting him/her is worse than hearing about him/her.

That red-haired spirit is so unfathomable.

Fortunately, there is no need to discuss seniority.

They are all the sect's secret supporters and cannot reveal their real names.