"Shiman!"
"Maner!"
Su Man landed in the encirclement of the heavenly soldiers and asked, "Who dares to touch the fox tribe?"
The words were not spoken loudly, but they were accurately heard by everyone present.
Seeing Long Junling's wandering gaze, Su Man smiled and said, "Third Prince, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."
Seeing the gazes of the surrounding heavenly soldiers all fixed on him, Long Junling was in a dilemma and could only bite the bullet and say, "You and I have different beliefs and cannot work together. If you don't just give up...ah!"
With a scream, Long Junling's hands and feet were bound by the black fog and he began to spin in a big letter shape.
With Suman's joining, the situation turned around instantly.
Dressed in red, she shuttled through the battlefield as if she were alone, and no one could face her sharp edge.
She was like a sharp arrow, piercing straight into the Celestial Clan.
Just as they were fighting fiercely, the sound of a horn was heard in the distance.
The Celestial Clan thought that the Heavenly Soldiers who had gone to the Ghost Realm had returned, but when they looked closely, they saw an endless mass of dark enemy troops.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the Celestial Clan laid down their weapons and surrendered. When Long Junling fell from mid-air, he also fell from the Celestial Clan to the mortal world.
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After this great war, the Celestial Clan was completely pulled down from the altar.
Su Man did not slaughter the defeated like the Emperor of Heaven, but reshuffled the six realms and did not allow anyone to dominate the six realms.
The ghost clan was also re-added to the six realms. Not only that, under the influence of the power of the Wheel of Samsara, the ghost world, which had never seen the sun for many years, could now bathe in the sunlight.
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