Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was a shaking sound from inside the star gate, and black armored figures swarmed out, like an army of demons from hell, releasing a terrifying and evil aura.

Ten thousand, one hundred thousand, 20, 30, 40, 50, 60!

60 True Immortal-level Nether Clan soldiers, armed with various weapons, appeared menacingly, and stood densely over the forbidden area.

Countless pairs of eyes were full of ferocious fury, ready to move like bloodthirsty beasts.

"Well done!"

Seeing this, Patriarch Tianhong's face turned from worry to joy.

It seems that he does not need to eat the tablet of the ancestor.

"Ah hahaha, the star gate has finally opened, and labor and management can't wait to trample on the natives here!"

"Tsk, tsk, this world has entered the stage of recovery. If we, the Nether Clan, can occupy the treasure land first, the whole clan will benefit from it, and we will have a huge advantage in the entire starry sky!"

"What are you so happy about? This damn law suppresses me, causing me to only be able to exert my immortal-level cultivation!"

"Bear it, this feeling is uncomfortable, but it's coming!"

"Yes, yes, it's coming!"

The six figures talked to each other and walked out of the star gate leisurely, with a fiery look of aggression in their eyes, as if they were treating this world as a colony.

That's right, they are all leaders, and each of them commands one hundred thousand Nether Clan troops.

As the news that Ming Wanjun had opened the star gate before coming came out, several troops stationed in the nearest extraterritorial passage rushed over.

"Huh? What's going on here?"

Among them, the cheekbones were prominent and the cheeks were thin. Ming Feng, the most prestigious among them, could not help but frown after entering.

In the distance, there were seriously injured and dying Nether Clan soldiers all over the place, and there was also a familiar figure, covered in blood and looking very embarrassed.

"Ming Wanjun, who beat you like this?" Ming Feng was shocked and confused.

When several other companions noticed the current scene, their expressions suddenly changed and they felt it was incredible.

In this backward world, there are actually natives who can beat the underworld army to this level of virtue?

It doesn't make sense!

After all, in their minds, any true immortal from the Nether Clan who breaks into the Kunlun Realm can stir up troubles in all directions, let alone tens of thousands of Nether Clan soldiers? Isn't this like a wolf entering the sheepfold and killing them at will?

But now, the scene in front of them subverted their understanding!

Seeing several troops emerging from the star gate, Ming Wanjun's original expression of despair immediately turned into a look of joy.

This means that things have taken a major turn for the better!

"Be careful, that guy named Ye Junlin did it all. He is the new island owner of Immortal Immortal Island! He also has an Immortal Lord-level immortal weapon in his hand!"

Ming Wanjun didn't dare to hide it and quickly told the enemy's details.

"what?!"

The six leaders were all shocked and stared at the silver-haired young man as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The identity of the island owner of Immortal Immortal Island and the possession of Immortal Lord-level celestial weapons, the combined threat posed by the two is enough to attract the attention of all races in the starry sky.

Therefore, they felt that it was understandable that their colleagues had a big fall here.

"There are so many immortals here? Can Senior Ye still be able to stop them?" Xue Wuhen's expression turned extremely ugly, and her heart sank to the bottom of her heart.

The boiling cheers suddenly stopped.

All the monks outside were trembling with fear, looking at the 60 terrifying figures in the sky with expressions full of panic.

Such a large number of immortals must not trample the entire Eastern Region to pieces! ?

This so-called Nether Clan is actually so powerful!

Compared with it, the Kunlun monks are as weak as babies...

"Teacher, can Master still be able to withstand it?" Cold sweat broke out on Li Wujie's back, and his eyes widened.

"If you can't bear it, you have to bear it. Now all hope is pinned on him." Hong Qianye gritted her silver teeth and clenched the white palms in her sleeves tightly, feeling a strong sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Unexpectedly, the realm of true immortals that he was once proud of was so common among the big clans outside the territory. He used to be sitting in a well and watching the sky. What did the glory of the year mean?

"I want to become stronger, I want to become stronger, I don't want to be treated like a beast and let others slaughter me!"

"As long as I can survive this disaster, I will have a chance to climb higher."

"Ye Junlin, you must not fall!"

Hong Qianye was very anxious in her heart and prayed secretly.

The appearance of the Nether Clan army this time directly destroyed his previous pride. After all, the true immortal who became the ancestor of the immortal in the Central Region and was worshiped by hundreds of millions of creatures can only be a leading soldier here. In exchange for this, everyone can We need to break the defense on the spot!

At this moment.

Countless monks from the Eastern Region looked at the slender figure with his back to all living beings, holding a sword alone and facing the army of the underworld. Their hearts were deeply touched. Their eyes were red, and the corners of their eyes were shining with crystal tears.

It is hard to imagine how much pressure Ye Shangxian must face in such a critical situation. Maybe in his heart, he is pretending to be strong...

He really, I cried to death!

Ye Junlin didn't know the psychological activities of the people behind him. If he knew, he would have cleared his throat and said angrily: "No need!"

At this time, Ye Junlin faced the extra 60 true immortals with an interested smile on his face.

"Good guy, I'm here to deliver you again."

"Forget it, I'll kill you to my heart's content this time!!"

After a brief shock, Mingfeng was the first to calm down. He raised his hand and summoned a jet black spiral spear with a metallic luster. This was a top-notch Xuanxian-level fairy weapon.

"Don't be careless. Let's directly form a formation to fight a war of attrition with him! As long as his immortal power is exhausted, there will be a chance of victory!"

"Yes, the Immortal Lord-level immortal weapon is indeed powerful, but it is definitely not something he, a Celestial Immortal, can activate at will. He will be exhausted after holding on for a while at most!"

"Yes, yes, that's what I thought just now!"

"Me too!"

……

The six men of Mingfeng were also unambiguous and decisively began to form formations.

The 60 soldiers of the Nether Tribe moved in response to the call, and each formed a battle formation. Their movements were uniform and very smooth.

Boom--! ! !

Countless strands of terrifying energy converged into six dharma forms, including the red bull that shook the heaven and earth, the infinitely powerful demon ape, the flying tiger with two wings on its ribs, and the mad lion radiating flames all over its body...

These six huge dharma images each occupied a part of the world, forming terrifying ripples in the void, bringing an overwhelming sense of oppression.

These six Nether Clan battle formations condensed six beast forms in the sky, and their combat power increased by more than a thousand times.

This is by no means a pure accumulation in quantity, but a qualitative change to some extent!

boom boom boom...

The vast momentum turned into a big wave and surged wildly, crushing Ye Junlin hard.

Ming Wanjun worked hard to heal his wounds, with a look of resentment in his eyes, "I don't think you can withstand it this time!"

He didn't believe that Ye Junlin could continue to be fierce. No matter how strong the immortal was, there was a limit, let alone an immortal holding an immortal-level immortal weapon.

"kill!!"

Mingfeng waved his spear and controlled the magic sumo to rush over.

The other five all went all out to attack Ye Junlin brazenly.

shhhhh~

Six huge beasts came together to kill this tiny ant.

Ye Junlin sneered, "Want to test my limits? It's a pity that I have to disappoint you."

After saying that, the aura all over his body suddenly became mysterious, and two handsome young men who were exactly the same walked out, their silver-white hair fluttering in the wind, and their black robes rustling.

Standing on both sides of Ye Junlin.

Three cleanses in one gas!

Seeing this scene, the eyes of Mingfeng and others almost fell out, looking at the other two figures in disbelief, "This, what level of magic is this?"

They could detect that this was not a deliberately refined clone or puppet, but a product purely evolved using great supernatural powers.

The cultivation auras of the three of them are exactly the same, which is equivalent to two more of them helping to fight!

This was not over yet. Then, in the horrified eyes of Ming Feng and others, the other two Ye Junlin summoned the Immortal Lord-level immortal weapons respectively!

One person held a flute and put it to his mouth, looking cool and elegant.

One person is holding a burial coffin in his hands, his eyes are straight, and his posture is domineering.

Ye Junlin, standing in the middle, raised his sword above his head and sneered: "The massacre has begun!"