Chapter 1067: The Big Picture Is Set?

After instructing, Situ Ring immediately stormed towards Lord Martial Saint again, now that they had already won, the most crucial thing was to capture the Martial Saint back without letting him self-detonate.

When Lu Chengfeng heard Situ Ring's command, he answered coyly, and then gestured to Qian Duo and Du Fan.

The two of them didn't dare to say a word more, and immediately took out three spiritually glowing spiritual treasures from their Qiankun pouches, and Lu Chengfeng did the same.

“Their target has always been Lord Martial Saint.”

Fang Zhiyu and the others, too, quickly woke up.

“We must not let them succeed.” Xiao Jianfeng also said in a deep voice.

“Right, we must not let them have their way.”

Several deans said in unison, and with that, Fang Zhiyu once again catalyzed the grand formation, while Xiao Jianfeng and the others were attacking Lu Chengfeng and their side from all directions.

“Hmph, a few old undead still dare to come out?” When Lu Chengfeng saw this, he immediately snorted coldly, “Get on me and help loosen the bones of these few old guys.”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the next breath, the battle between the two sides erupted, on this side, the Martial Sage endured severe pain and Situ Ring fought this, while on the other side, the top echelons of the Kyushu and the experts of the three major forces dueled against each other.

Numerous terrifying winds raged madly, powerful forces surged, and the space in a circle of several miles roared continuously.

If the disciples of the Kyushu were present and saw such a scene, they would definitely be paralyzed to the ground.

But unfortunately, although Fang Zhiyu and the others stormed out, they were not able to get close to Lu Hsiangfeng's trio and could only let them prepare something over there.

“Hehehe, why is this necessary for Lord Martial Saint?” A cold laugh from Situ Ring came from the sky, “Being our Temple Lord's battle spirit can be just as powerful and ten times more scenic than you are here in the Nine States.”

“Wanting to enslave me, Guan, you guys are too naive.” Martial Sage said in a deep voice of anger, saying that his palm was a grab in the air, encountered the green dragon shadow of the green dragon crescent moon sword-like light blade, was manifested.

After that, he gripped this light saber with both hands and frantically attacked Situ Ring.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sudden outburst of Martial Saint caused Situ Ring to be shocked inwardly, so he immediately crushed three more dark runes and continued to let the power of that Star Collapse, torment Martial Saint.

But what he didn't expect was that Wu Sheng actually didn't change his face, and the light saber in his hand still danced crazily.

That layer upon layer of cyan-colored hurricane, accompanied by his dancing light saber, crazily wreaked havoc.

“You three losers, have you gotten it right yet?” Situ Ring was being beaten back, and although he was in control of a spell in his hands that could cause the Martial Saint excruciating pain, the Martial Saint acted as if he was a man of iron, and he rigidly didn't even blink an eyebrow.

“Right away.”

Lu Chengfeng wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and said in a hurry, where was there a bit of the aura that he had just proudly looked down on the world, it was as arrogant as Lu Weiyun, who didn't dare to put a single fart in his mouth.

The reason for all this is from Situ Ring, that is the person of the Ten Thousand Robberies Hall, an existence that they simply can't afford to mess with.

“Nine Spirit Sacrifice, Casting the Prisoner of a Thousand Autumns!”

While Situ Ring was losing ground and almost had his head looked off, Lu Chengfeng and their side suddenly had a fierce wind, and the Yuan Power of the heavens and earth for dozens of miles in a radius came tumbling over in a frenzy.

And then each of their family heads flung out the three strong spiritual treasures in their hands.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

And then the extremely majestic Heaven and Earth Yuan Power, like a dragon tornado, engulfed these nine Spiritual Treasures over, followed by nine deafening sounds.

Immediately afterward, the extreme berserk force, swept away in the sky, Fang Zhi Yu and the others who were in the middle of the fierce battle, all of them were ruthlessly rushed over to the ground by this force.

“Nine Spiritual Treasure Sacrifices, it's really a big deal.” The Martial Saint's brows finally furrowed as he felt the surge of power.

Spiritual treasures were rare in the Continent of the Nine States, and the same was true in the Three Great Chaotic Regions, it was just that they had more in storage, taking out nine rivers of Heavenly Grade Upper Grade Spiritual Treasures at once and crumbling them to pieces to offer them up as sacrifices, this kind of hand ratio was indeed big.

“As long as we can capture the Lord of the Nine Rivers back, what is this price worth?” Situ Ring's panicked look finally disappeared, replaced by a winning look.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

Between the two of them talking, that surge of terrifying power had already transformed into tens of thousands of battle spears that swept towards the Martial Saint.

“Seal the sky and lock the earth!”

Lu Chengfeng drank in a deep voice, and the tens of thousands of war spears were compressed towards the Martial Saint, layer by layer in a circular cage.

Situ Ring, on the other hand, retreated violently, while crushing dozens of dark runes, causing the dark runes in Wu Sheng's body to collapse one after another, not giving him a chance to spare.

Naturally, the Martial Sage would not sit and wait for death, only to see his body instantly transform into a green dragon and swept towards Lu Chengfeng's direction.