For half a year, the five holy emperors have been guarding here. The sword energy can be seen, but the person who draws the sword cannot see it. They only know it is Hua Chang Deng.

This is the advantage of the fuse ladder. At least, they don't have to face each other head-on, which can delay the battle.

But this time...

Can you manifest a person?

"Woo——"

Sure enough, as soon as Shenjing Qingshi finished speaking, the fragments of time and space that were supposed to be dead even emitted the faint whine of a fierce ghost.

This sound echoed deep in everyone's souls, making people shudder.

In the darkness, a flickering light of fire illuminated a small figure.

Compared to the golden Buddha, the seven blood trees, the boundless sky fire, the demon emperor's black dragon, and the vast blue divine prison.

The figure is too humble.

However, he walked slowly towards the end of the broken flow of time and space. He was dressed in white clothes, with a broken sword on his waist and a bronze lamp in his hand. He was neither hurry nor slow.

"Ancient sword cultivator..."

"Hua Chang Deng..."

Different people, different reactions.

The Third Patriarch of the White Veins and the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, who had been tortured by the ancient sword cultivator, felt a little big-headed when they saw the sword-wielding one.

Although there was resentment, Mr. Sang definitely recognized the person.

Hua Changdeng arrived at this time and stopped in front of the five holy emperors.

The whistling blade of time and space passed through his body, driving the clothes to hunt. He held his waist to hunt ghosts, with no intention of using the sword. He just said slowly to several giant monsters:

"Half a year has passed, but it has been a waste of time, and it can be considered that the barriers built by several people have been broken down."

"I'm walking here with a lantern today. I'm just passing by. I don't want to start a big fight. I just want to take the road. There are more than a few people. What do you think?"

How can this be allowed?

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon has no intention of fighting.

However, when it saw Gu Jianxiu acting so coquettishly, it was the first to feel unhappy.

Do you really think that everyone is a familiar person?

Anyone can step on the head of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon?

What's more, as the Holy Emperor has a very high self-esteem, it is impossible for him to let it go easily - let you go, has this emperor been in vain for the past six months?

"bring it on!"

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon swung its tail, and the flames of war ignited in its eyes, "Fight! Until death!"

But at this moment, Sang Lao's dry voice came out:

"Let him pass."

This sentence immediately confused all the saint emperors present. The three ancestors of White Vein and the Demon Emperor Black Dragon all looked at the golden Buddha in disbelief.

"What are you doing? The Holy Slave is sleeveless!" Emperor Qishu asked.

"I said, let him go."

Sang Lao repeated one sentence, and then he was exhausted and silent.

The four holy emperors were all in a state of turmoil, unable to figure out what the holy slave was thinking. Is this one of the "plans"?

But the plan is not to fuse the ladder to heaven and block the Huachang lantern?

"Let it go."

In the end, you still have to complain.

Although he didn't know if Wuxiu was still awake, at this time, there could only be one person giving orders.

If they all act recklessly, the ancestor gods will come, and a pile of loose sand will not have any effect.

"Woo——"

The ghosts chirp and whimper, like the cry of a resentful baby.

Hua Changdeng nodded slightly in greeting, without any words, and walked slowly under the gaze of several gigantic Holy Emperors...

Go to the Golden Buddha!

Enter the Golden Buddha!

Get out of the ghost Buddha!

…

"Why?"

When Hua Chang Deng uses ghosts and Buddhas as passages, and through the broken currents of time and space, it walks from the ladder to the Holy Spirit Continent.

Knowing what kind of being was put in, the Demon Emperor Black Dragon couldn't bear it anymore. He almost had no choice but to take action against the unreasonable Holy Slave:

"You better have an explanation!"

Mr. Sang had no explanation, and he was unable to explain it.

In fact, the situation has developed completely out of control and is beyond the control of a mere half-saint.

Even the arrival of the Third Ancestor was not what Mr. Sang had expected.

He no longer knows whether he or the Eight Masters are right or wrong, but now that the matter has come to this point, he can only act according to the Eight Masters' ideas and his plan.

When entering the game, Mr. Sang only received three sentences of instructions:

"One, fuse the ladder."

"Two, half of the secrets cannot be stated openly."

"Third, catch them as hard as you can, release them one by one, and intercept the rear."

In the past six months, all plans and actions have been strictly implemented, and now what should be released has been released.

What the Eight Masters were worried about, Sang Lao probably also figured out clearly. He was just afraid that the ancestor gods would flood into the Holy God Continent.

If we come one by one, is there a glimmer of hope in this situation that seems to be overturned at any moment?

But, where is the vitality?

Mr. Sang couldn't see the future, and when he looked up, it was pitch black.

Even among them, there are only a few obstacles in the way, the highest is only the Holy Emperor, how can they stop several great ancestor gods?

vitality……

On Bazunji?

On Xu Xiaoshou?

Or, in other words, what they think of each other?

"Buzz!"

The bluestone chains of the divine prison trembled again.

This time, the Holy Emperors of the Holy Void Island were shocked again - every time the Divine Prison Bluestone senses something, it is definitely not good news.

"What happened again?"

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon looked at the dark source of the time-space fragmentation.

Hua Changdeng entered the Holy God Continent, but when he came, there was no ancestor god following him.

The thunder is loud and the raindrops are light.

In the powerful offensive just now, Hua Changdeng was actually the only one who wanted to enter the Five Realms. The Ancestral God was just covering for him?

Divine Prison Bluestone said in a deep voice:

"Found in the east and attack in the west!"

"The power of the Ancestral God is here, but it is just a flash in the pan. Our fused ladder can protect most of the Holy God Continent."

"But there is one place where there are constant cracks in the different-dimensional space. From there, I can enter the Holy Spirit Continent. I'm afraid they can too."

As soon as these words came out, the great saint emperors were all awe-inspiring:

"Northern Territory?!"

In the far north of the Northern Territory, different dimensions arise, disasters continue, and everyone in the five territories knows it.

Previously, most of the people in the Holy Temple were dressed in white and red, and they had to guard the extremely cold and poor places in the northern region all year round.

Taixu and half-saints who were born in the Northern Territory, either proactively or passively, almost all joined the Tianmeng and contributed to the defense of different dimensions.

Of course, in a place that is good at fighting, there are many talented people.

For so many years, semi-saints from all over the five regions have been imprisoned, and their reputation has not been obvious.
To be continued...