Chapter 978: Moving Mountains and Removing Hills, the Sumeru Flag!

Just now, Ye Chen came to him and wanted to work with him to refine two world-shaking magic weapons, one of which was called the Xumi Flag.

This flag has the ability to move mountains and unload mountains, and it can also summon groups across borders. As long as someone holds the flag and waves it, thousands of people can be summoned from across the air.

"good!"

Ye Chen nodded slightly and said: "This flag is just one flag, and it can summon three thousand people, but it needs to be arranged in advance!"

After all, the so-called Xumi Banner is equivalent to a moving teleportation array that can teleport groups thousands of miles away.

This flag was held by the four heavenly kings of the southeast, northwest and northwest when he was in the immortal world. Just one flag can summon hundreds of thousands of people.

"So what you mean is that you want to use this flag to teleport all the millions of troops there?" Ancestor Huangquan immediately saw through Ye Chen's thoughts.

"good!"

Ye Chen smiled faintly: "So in the past two days, I still need to trouble you. You must refine three hundred and sixty Xumi flags!"

One flag can summon three thousand people, and 360 can summon that million troops. With this flag, millions of soldiers descending from the sky will surely shock the world!

"Three hundred and sixty faces..."

Ancestor Huang Quan almost wanted to vomit blood when he heard this. His face twitched fiercely and he said: "You refined 360 noodles in two days. Do you want to blow the ancestor up into a man?"

"You don't need to worry about this!"

Ye Chen waved his hand, and countless spiritual stones fell from his storage ring to the ground. For a moment, the spiritual energy was like mist.

"What about you? You can't let Ancestor work alone!" Ancestor Huangquan looked reluctant.

"Of course I have my own tasks."

Ye Chen smiled mysteriously, then raised his hand and waved, and his figure appeared in another secret room.

And an ancient and mysterious golden pagoda slowly emerged in his mind. The golden pagoda had a total of nine floors, like an eight-sided prismatic object, with eight sides.

There are pagodas carved on each side, and the eight sides happen to be the eight pagodas. They exude a domineering and fierce aura, as if they want to suppress all things.

"Babu Pagoda!"

Ye Chen had a smile on his lips: "This is the most precious treasure of the Dragon Clan. Once it is refined, it will have boundless magical power and overwhelming power, and can suppress all evil spirits and all kinds of heresies in all directions!"

"With my cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage, although I cannot fully restore the true power of the Eight-Bud Pagoda, it can still be used to suppress the saints!"

Then he took a deep breath, and the real energy in his body stirred up. With a wave of his hand, many materials on the ground suddenly shot out.

In the secret room, the horrifying true energy surged endlessly, as if divine thunder alternated on and off, and a faint aura of disdain for all things quietly awakened.

…

The outside world didn't know anything about this scene, and they were still quarreling about the demon kings gathering together to deal with Ye Chen.

In the Yangtze River Water Dragon Palace, a demon king shouted to the outside world: "Ye Nankuang hasn't made any statement until now. Is he afraid now?"

It was the Wild Boar King.

After he finished speaking, he immediately received the support of many demon kings: "Hahaha, do you still need to guess? We are waiting for dozens of demon kings to join forces, and just a mere Ye Nankuang will be scared to death. ”

"If I had known this, why would I have determined Ye Nan's fate from the moment he crazily killed the Black Mountain Demon King?"

"If I were Ye Nankuang, I should rush to the Yangtze River Water Dragon Palace as soon as possible and kowtow to apologize to me. The longer it takes, the less likely I am to forgive him!"

Many demon kings became more and more excited as they talked.

One of the demon kings shouted to the golden-winged Dapeng from afar: "Peng Wang, weren't you always crazy about Ye Nan before? Why are you mute now?"

"Prince Peng, aren't you scared too?"

The golden-winged roc suddenly became furious: "King Banlan, are you provoking my roc clan? When will it be your turn to dictate what I do?!!"

…

Northeast, deep in the old forest.

A woman in white stood in front of the stone wall and said softly: "Auntie, Charming Spirit would like to ask, did you agree to the invitation from Water Dragon Palace?"

Although the woman's voice was soft, there was a hint of anger in her tone, like the flames mixed in the spring breeze.

"Dragon King You Tian gathered dozens of demon kings. I, the Five Immortals, couldn't refuse, but I, the Five Immortals, just agreed to remain neutral!"

After a long time, an old voice came from the stone wall: "My Northeast Immortal Family will neither take action against Ye Nankuang nor help him. He will inevitably die. I advise you to focus on him."

The woman in white could only sigh after hearing this.

…

Shaanzhou.

On top of the huge pagoda, there is a man wearing a black dragon robe and a majestic face standing with his hands behind his hands. This man is looking in the direction of Lishan Mausoleum, his eyes seem to have pierced through eternity.

It was Ying who had disappeared for a long time.

At this time, a long dragon of black energy swept from the sky and turned into a man wearing iron armor, kneeling on one knee and saying: "My lord, the man named Ye is now surrounded by enemies. Do we want to take action?"

"Take action?"

Ying Yiyi's dragon robe fluttered in the wind, and his voice was indifferent: "Of course I will take action. If this person can't kill dozens of beasts, I will take action, but I will let him die in my hands and suck the blood of his holy body. , take away his dragon energy!"

"What's more, Fengdu is about to be unblocked. It's time to take back the things I left behind!"

"..."

Time flew by, and when there was only the last day left of the three-day appointment, Ye Chen still didn't leave.

But Mr. Wang came to the Star Group with an old man wearing a purple robe and a purple gold crown.

Ye Wen glanced at the Taoist behind Wang Lao with a little wariness, and said slowly: "My brother is in seclusion, how about you wait?"

"It's so late, he's still in seclusion." Wang Lao was immediately anxious.

"What's the point of seclusion now?"

On the contrary, the Taoist behind him smiled coldly: "You only know how to worry when the disaster is coming, but it's too late!"

At the end of his words, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "I will give him another stick of incense. For the safety of my human race, he must come out, otherwise don't blame me for forcing the breakthrough!"

Wang Lao's face changed slightly, and when he was about to speak, an extremely cold voice came from behind everyone: "Do you dare to say it again?"

Wang Lao and the Taoist turned around immediately.

I saw a young man in white walking slowly, and the other party's cold eyes stared at the Taoist.

The Taoist's face was slightly gloomy: "What did you say just now?"

"Do you dare to say what you just said again?" Ye Wushuang looked at him, without any doubt.

The Taoist laughed in anger: "How dare you, a junior, speak to me in this tone? Am I wrong? Many demon kings have gathered and are about to march south, but Ye Nankuang is hiding in the name of retreat and acting like a coward..."

"Boom..."

Before he finished speaking, the originally calm void suddenly trembled violently, and then an infinite sword will burst out from Ye Wushuang.

A giant sword formed by countless sword qi appeared out of thin air, and then slashed at the Taoist with the power of thunder.