After returning to the station, Qi Lin immediately told King Yao about the matter, and King Yao also contacted Tianmu Mountain.

After the last catastrophe, he has become very careful now.

Early the next morning, King Yao went to Tianmu Mountain to move reinforcements.

The remaining forces of Yaowang Temple, headed by Gui Qilin, are waiting in the temporary station in Yicheng.

At this time, a large number of warriors gathered near the station.

They are all waiting for the coming of the Tyrant Empire.

Since Her Majesty the Queen of the Tyrant Empire has spoken, there can be no lies.

Qi Lin's mood was a little complicated, he hated the arrogance of the Tyrant Empire.

And worried about my own safety.

Now, he just hopes that King Yao can come back soon, otherwise he really doesn't know whether he can hold on.

"Don't panic!"

In the void, a voice came.

It turned out that many powerful men from the Medicine King Temple who once traveled all over the world have returned.

All of them are powerful men from the Eighth God Realm.

There are as many as sixteen.

The leader has a white beard and white hair, and his cultivation has reached the level of an eighth-level realm king. He is extremely tyrannical.

I'm afraid that in the ten major temples, only the ten major leaders can suppress him.

He is the strongest elder.

"Wuchen Yaolao!"

Qi Lin was really shocked when he saw this man.

"You're actually back!"

"Is it okay if you don't come? The Medicine King Temple is about to be demolished. Why are there only some people from the Seventh God Realm and the Sixth God Realm left?"

Mr. Wuchen Yao frowned slightly.

bad mood.

"It's a long story. We all fell into the trap of a guy named Ling Xiao."

Qi Lin sighed.

"That's all, let's talk in detail later after today's matters are resolved.

The other party hasn’t come yet?”

Wuchen Yaolao asked.

"Not yet, the agreed time is nine o'clock today, there is still half an hour left."

Qi Lindao.

"Well! Where's that kid Qi Huang? He won't come back for such a big thing?"

Wuchen Yaolao frowned.

"Qi Yao Lao, Qi Huang has long been the direct disciple of King Mingluan.

The last time the Medicine King Temple was in trouble, he was traveling.

But this time it's back.

King Yao is going to Tianmu Mountain and will probably bring him back.

And they will also bring reinforcements from Tianmu Mountain!"

Qi Lin replied.

"Is it useful?"

Wuchen Yao Lao said disdainfully: "It's just a Tyrant Empire, not a great force.

Still using Tianmu Mountain to take action?

But it's really time for that kid Qi Huang to come back.

Otherwise, all your talent will be in vain if you cannot help the sect."

"Don't I know you're coming back? Otherwise, why would we go to Tianmu Mountain to bring in reinforcements?"

Qi Lindao.

"That's it, people seem to be here!"

Wuchen Yaolao suddenly looked into the distance.

In the distance, figures came one after another.

Actually, all of them are warriors with cultivation level above the Seventh God Realm.

Among them, there are ten powerful people in the eighth divine realm.

It seems that the strength of this Tyrant Empire cannot be underestimated.

Because it is an empire, warriors are also very disciplined.

The team is neat and uniform.

Wear uniform.

The word "Ba Tian" in the letter is particularly eye-catching.

Ten powerful men from the Eighth God Realm flew in front.

After that came fifty powerful men from the Seventh God Realm.

Then, there was a terrifying giant ship.

On top of the giant ship, stood hundreds of warriors from the Sixth God Realm.

This is also the warrior with the lowest strength who came out this time.

But I didn't see a heavyweight figure.

For example, Queen Ji Mingkong, Sword God and Bagua Realm King.

Chen Xu, who had appeared before, was not outside either.

No one knows how many strong men and terrifying strength there are in the cabin of this huge battleship.

"Huh, pretentious!"

Wuchen Yaolao snorted disdainfully.

Deliberately hiding the true situation can be said to be mysterious or bluffing.

"Isn't that old guy Yao Wang here?"

A disembodied voice came out from the battleship.

Full of terrifying majesty and domineering power.

Like a king coming to the throne.

King of Medicine, one of the leaders of the ten major temples, actually became an old thing in his mouth.

Totally ignored it.

As the sound rang, Ling Xiao slowly walked out of the cabin.

Behind him were a dozen people.

Except for Ji Mingkong, Jian Shangcang and Bagua Realm King, they are all young people.

But everyone is extraordinary.

Strong and tyrannical.

Everyone gives people a unique feeling.

Someone had already pulled up the dragon chair, and Ling Xiao sat down on it.

Ji Mingkong sat aside.

"Ling Xiao!"

For the warriors of the ten major temples, Ling Xiao's face is too familiar.

I know almost everyone.

Just a few months ago, Ling Xiao made a big fuss in the ten major temples, almost annihilating the Medicine King Temple and the Heavenly Demon Temple.

Later, he was almost forced to death by the people from Tianmu Mountain.

Fortunately, the demons from the Thousand Island Sect came and saved Ling Xiao, but also made Tianmu Mountain suffer a loss.
To be continued...