"Master Hongqing...Master Hongqing...?"

"Master Hongqing..."

"Fang Jian?"

Fang Jian slowly came back to his senses in the midst of a hazy call, and suddenly felt a sharp pain on his forehead.

"Hmm..." Fang Jian looked ahead and found a handsome dog face facing him.

He turned his eyes left and right again and found that Yan Jingyao and others were also surrounding him.

"...Help me up." Fang Jian said weakly.

Yan Jingci and Yan Jingfa hurried forward, one on each side, to help Fang Jian up.

At this moment, Fang Jian felt extremely weak, and even the magic power in his body became difficult to circulate.

He looked up and saw that the eight characters for Buddha and the golden hammer they had transformed into had vanished, along with the exquisite pagoda.

"Exquisite Pagoda...ahem, where is the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King?" Fang Jian asked Yan Jingyao.

Yan Jingyao waved his hand quickly, and the crowded heavenly generals around him immediately made way. At this time, Fang Jian saw the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, who was sitting cross-legged on a stone platform, and the exquisite pagoda had naturally been taken back by him.

However, compared with Fang Jian's treatment, Tota Heavenly King seemed to be much neglected.

Fortunately, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King was sitting with his eyes closed to recover from his injuries, so it didn't seem too embarrassing.

"Master Hongqing, who hurt you like this?" Yan Jingdao asked.

This sounded familiar... Fang Jian was slightly taken aback, but then he reacted, "Oh, that's fine. A remnant of the Daotian Tower attempted to resist, but he managed to sneak up on him, but I killed him."

"I see." Yan Jingdao nodded suddenly.

At this time, Fang Jian said, "You guys clean up the battlefield and see if there is anything left. I need to meditate and heal my wounds for a while."

In fact, there was nothing much to clean. There was nothing left within a radius of thousands of miles except mud, sand and gravel.

When 300,000 heavenly soldiers and generals stood on a desolate piece of land, looking at the vast desolate scene, everyone's heart was extremely shocked.

This is just like swatting a fly. Such a huge Taoist palace is gone just like that?

There are so many great formations, so many Golden Immortal cultivators...

"Why are we still cleaning up?" a Golden Immortal Heavenly General said speechlessly, "There's nothing left, right?"

Another Golden Immortal Heavenly General glanced around and said, "Just dig up some dirt and then go back and report."

"Master Hongqing is too cruel. Fortunately, our demon race is now part of the Heavenly Court."

"Yes, it's really hard to imagine why those predecessors in the past repeatedly rebelled against the Heavenly Court, only to be suppressed by the Heavenly Court in the end."

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor is wise."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

All the Golden Immortals and Heavenly Generals could not help but praise Emperor Jun's wisdom for not leading them into the gutter of rebellion against Heaven.

...

The sudden change in Guizi Building alarmed the three fronts of Jukuyuan, Jicangling and Longqushan, especially the Hongyun Patriarch and his Golden Immortals in Jukuyuan. After hearing the loud noise, they hurriedly looked back and saw thick smoke rising from the direction of Guizi Building.

The Red Cloud Patriarch even stood on the clouds above the Gathering Cave, his eyes dully staring at the direction of the Guizi Building, and he kept repeating one sentence: "The Great Luo Golden Immortal's magic weapon..."

"Holy Lord!"

A burst of cheers came from all directions. Patriarch Hongyun knew without even looking that these were the cheers of all the Golden Immortal disciples of Daotian Tower that he brought to Jukuyuan.

Ancestor Hongyun was silent for a while, and finally sighed softly and said: "Guizi Building has been destroyed."

"Holy Lord, what should we do now?" asked a Golden Immortal from Daotian Tower.

The destruction of the Guizi Building meant that their retreat route had been completely cut off. Unless Daotian Building lowered another branch building, the Juku under their feet would be their last line of defense.

"What should we do? We have to fight these celestial forces to the death!"

"That's right, it's a fight to the bitter end!"

"Fight with the Heavenly Army."

Some Golden Immortal disciples began to shout, their faces were extremely determined, and it was obvious that they had made up their minds to fight to the death with the heavenly army in front of them.

But at this moment, Patriarch Hongyun came back to his senses from the shock of the Daluo Jinxian magic weapon, and immediately showed the calm demeanor of an ancient immortal.

"Calm down." Ancestor Hongyun raised his hand and pressed down all the restless Golden Immortal disciples of Daotian Tower.

Then, the Red Cloud Ancestor used his Taoist magic, and the red clouds that covered the entire sky of Dingqing Prefecture suddenly retracted and gathered at Jukuyuan.

Then, under the great magical power of the Red Cloud Ancestor, a new Fire Cloud Formation was immediately re-erected on the Juku Plain.

However, this Fire Cloud Formation is inside all the formations and is controlled personally by the Red Cloud Ancestor.

Then, Patriarch Hongyun personally flew down to the center of the Fire Cloud Formation and presided over it. He then said to the disciples in charge of the various defensive formations outside, "You must maintain your concentration and operate the formation without being affected by external distractions."

Seeing how calm and composed Patriarch Hongyun was, the Golden Immortal disciples naturally felt at ease.

Yes, the Holy Lord will definitely have a solution. Why should we panic? Just listen to the Holy Lord.

But what they don’t know is that this Fire Cloud Formation is the last resort for the Red Cloud Ancestor to deal with the current situation.

Because if the Heavenly Court broke through all the defensive formations of Daotian Tower, the only one they could rely on was the Fire Cloud Formation.

However, if the Fire Cloud Formation is also broken, even if the Red Cloud Patriarch is outstanding in fighting skills, he can only flee in the face of the encirclement and suppression by the Heavenly Court.

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