Chapter 745: Snow Spirit Sect's Hole Card

When the news of the Wanling Temple's massive attack on the Snow Spirit Sect spread, most people in the entire spiritual world were at a loss.

Where did Xue Lingzong come from?

Why did you suddenly get the 'favor' of so many bigwigs?

For a time, countless people began to inquire about this Snow Spirit Sect.

Want to know where they are sacred, actually need so many great emperors to join forces to 'contend'.

After learning the details of this sect, everyone's heart is absurd.

Just seven immortal kings?

No quasi emperor?

There is no Immortal Emperor sitting in town?

This is a far cry from what everyone imagined at first.

Originally thought that there are at least ten or eight immortal emperors in this sect, but this is the result?

"What exactly is this?"

"What did this Snow Spirit Sect do? Logically, they don't deserve such high treatment!"

"Why do I suddenly feel that they are honored?"

"It is indeed an honor to be patronized by so many great emperors, and even if he dies, he will be famous for billions of years."

If Han Rong heard this discussion, he would roar in anger.

You are honored!

Your whole family is honored!

"Did they accidentally kill the illegitimate sons of several great emperors?"

"Otherwise I can't understand it!"

"But to deal with a few immortal kings in the area, do you need the Wanling Temple to come out? Sending a quasi emperor can sweep it away!"

"Anyway, this is a huge event, and you will regret it for the rest of your life if you miss it!"

"That's right, I haven't seen the Great Emperor with my own eyes!"

"That's right, this time it's a chance, so I have to rush over to get a good spot first..."

"Take me one,

I also want to see how Changhan Island was bombed to the sky! "

Although the Wanling Palace issued an order, it did not dispatch immediately.

Such a huge alliance requires a lot of preparation before each expedition.

such as intelligence investigation.

The outside world looks down on the Snow Spirit Sect, and the great emperors have been in the spirit world for tens of billions of years, so how could they underestimate their enemies.

In any case, Xuelingzong killed dozens of quasi emperors with ease, this is a fact.

Most importantly, not even a single fish slipped through the net!

To defeat dozens of quasi emperors, the two top emperors, Emperor Huantian and Emperor Xuanji, can also do it.

But they all beheaded, and not one remained, they asked themselves that they really couldn't do it.

In the face of such a 'strong enemy', they had to be cautious.

A ** quasi-emperor level scout quickly entered the Snow Spirit Sect and penetrated there like a sieve.

Not to mention how many people there are in the Snow Spirit Sect, even how many spirit beasts and mounts there are in this sect, the birth dates of the ancestors of all dynasties have been checked out.

The spies even saw the nine-colored Tianjing Mountain with their own eyes.

"They really only have seven Immortal Kings, 225 Immortal Venerables, and 1362 Golden Immortals?"

"That's right, we've checked this number many times, and it can't be wrong!"

"Is there no hidden master?"

"No, the strongest ancestor in the history of Xuelingzong was only in the early stage of the Emperor, and he was still killed in the battle with the Immortal Realm."

"This……"

"No, there must be something missing!"

"If you can kill dozens of quasi-emperors, it is impossible not to sit in the imperial realm, and there may be more than one!"

"Continue to investigate, I suspect that they really colluded with the two worlds of fairy and demons or the mysterious world."

"A master at that level, I'm afraid the spies won't be able to find it."

"Then go to the Immortal Demon Realm and the Mysterious Realm to check!"

"Check out those immortal emperors and demon emperors, as well as the famous eight-level ninth-level experts in the mysterious world, whether they have disappeared mysteriously recently!"

While the preparations for the battle were in full swing at the Wanling Hall, more and more immortals from the spiritual world rushed to Changhan Island.

These people did not directly land on the island.

The main emperor shot, maybe destroying the sky and destroying the earth, and there is a risk of being accidentally injured if you get too close.

However, above the sea outside the island, a large area of ​​floating palaces and flying boats were layered on top of each other, and it was airtight.

Even in order to occupy a good viewing position, some people began to fight in advance.

Seeing that there was Emperor Zhun among the onlookers, Han Rong, the head of the Snow Spirit Sect, was under great pressure.

Even if the Wanling Temple didn't call, these onlookers could press the Snow Spirit Sect to the ground and rub it back and forth hundreds of times.

He has never been so helpless in his life.

"Why are these people so idle?"

"We were attacked by the Wanling Temple, it's their business?"

"One by one, hundreds of millions of miles away, come to watch the show, and don't usually need to practice?"

Han Zhuo and the other elders didn't know what to say.

"Cough! In any case, our Snow Spirit Sect is completely famous."

"Yes, now the land of the spiritual world is from the distant Beiyue Peak to the Kannan Swamp, and everyone knows our name..."

Han Rong was almost laughed at by this group of elders who were having fun.

"What's the matter, are you still complacent?"

He waved his arms angrily and growled: "Whoever wants this kind of name wants it, I don't want it anyway!"

He wants to live.

And now the only thing he can count on is the 'Senior Mountain God' who has never met and only heard his voice.

As for begging for mercy from Pan Lingdian?

This road is long overdue.

Wanling Hall has released words, and it is impossible to let Xue Lingzong go without a single sword now.

What's more, so many people died in the Hai Clan and Yunbo Palace...

"Senior, Wanling Hall conservatively estimates that seven or eight great emperors will be dispatched this time. How can this be good?"

"How should we respond?"

In front of Brother Cheng, Han Rong was still very docile and well-behaved.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the soil, what happened to the seven or eight emperors?" Brother Cheng didn't take this seriously.

Anyway, he is about to recover his vitality and open the Jiucai Tianjing Mountain.

What's more, even if it can't be recovered, isn't there still a resurrection hanging?

Hearing his disdainful tone, Han Rong Hanzhuo and the others didn't know what to say for a while.

Are you too confident?

That's seven or eight Immortal Emperors, not seven or eight Immortal Kings.

A flash of light flashed in Han Zhuo's head, and he suddenly asked in surprise, "Could it be that senior still has helpers?"

helper?

Brother Cheng said in his heart that since his debut, he has never needed teammates, okay?

But looking at these gangsters, I'm afraid they won't even be able to sleep well. He, who has always been 'kind', couldn't bear to read it, so he made up a lie.

"Yes, I have a lot of strong helpers, don't worry."

"real?"

Han Rong and the others were overjoyed, this senior mountain god is so strong, his helper must be at this level.

If there are more mountain gods or something, then this wave is estimated to be stable again.

But then they became suspicious again.

"However, you have been staying here, how do you inform your friends?"

"I have my own means, so you don't have to worry about it."

Brother Cheng was perfunctory, and at the same time hated iron for not being steel: "A few immortal emperors are afraid of you like this, making it as if you want to subjugate your country, what kind of decency?"

With so many people watching outside, he felt that it was shameful to be so timid, so he ordered.

"Next, you will make a big noise and make all our platoons!"