Ancient fairy doctors in the city

The giant abyssal beast that wanted to get out was shattered by the raised hand of the Dragon Clan patriarch, but the giant abyssal beast left a big hole in the seal, and the powerful mana they input couldn't repair the damaged hole.

At this moment, a figure in white battle armor stepped out of the seal.

"The seal is about to be broken, leave the rest to me, I can buy you a moment and a half." The Ninth God General glanced at everyone and said, "There are three quasi-emperors attacking at the other end of the abyss, you will run for your lives later go."

After the Ninth God General's voice fell, his figure merged into the seal, and the broken seal was instantly repaired, and the seal became more and more brilliant.

"Let's go, everyone."

"The three quasi-emperors, aren't we able to contend?"

"leave."

Then everyone left one after another.

"Zhao Yang, head to the border as soon as you return to Haicheng." Dong Banxu stared at Zhao Yang and said seriously.

"En." Zhao Yang also knew the seriousness of the matter.

"Don't delay after arriving at the frontier, go directly to the seventh district, the eighth district cannot be defended at all." Dong Banxu continued.

"Okay." Zhao Yang nodded.

Only then did Dong Banxu leave.

After Zhao Yang returned to Haicheng, he came to the shop immediately.

"Everyone, the seal will be broken soon, everyone and your family members should flee quickly." Zhao Yang said in a deep voice.

Zhao Yang's words shocked all the monks present.

With so many masters going, they still haven't stopped them?

"Master Zhao, how much time do we have?"

"Maybe one day." Zhao Yang thought for a while before saying, "My suggestion is to go to the seventh district."

"Will the eighth district fall?" A middle-aged man couldn't help asking.

"There are three quasi-emperors coming from the Abyss clan, do you think the eighth district may not fall?" Zhao Yang looked at the middle-aged man and said.

The middle-aged man's complexion suddenly changed, and then he left in a hurry.

Zhao Yang ordered Han Yanran to tidy up the shop when the monks who bought the medicinal materials dispersed.

About three hours later, everything that should be cleaned up was cleaned up, "Let's go, let's go to the frontier first."

In mid-air, Liulijing, Baijieshu, and Han Hongtao opened three spatial doors above the Han's shop.

The monks of the Han family went to the frontier of the eighth district through these three space gates.

After arriving at the frontier, Han Hongtao called the clansman who had been stationed nearby.

"Are there any omissions?" Zhao Yang asked.

"No more." Han Hongtao said after checking.

"If not, then take the battleship and leave." Zhao Yang said and summoned the battleship built for him by the Casting Pavilion.

Han Hongtao also summoned the previous cruise ship of the Han family. This cruise ship was transformed into a flying warship by the Casting Pavilion. Of course, billions of dollars were spent to refit the Han family.

But the Han family felt it was worth it.

Now that we have given up the sea area in the future, we should move freely on land.

When the two battleships passed above the Monster Beast Mountain Range, prying eyes came out from below the Monster Beast Mountain Range.

Han Hongtao and Hundred Tribulation Tree stood in front of the two warships, their bodies exuded quasi-saint-level coercion.

But even so, they were still stopped by five figures after driving for a certain distance.

"Where are you going?" the quasi-sage porcupine asked expressionlessly.

"The seventh district." Han Hongtao said in a deep voice.

"A battleship left 200 billion." The porcupine quasi-sage said flatly.

As soon as his voice fell, the eternal green lamp burst out the coercion of the saint.

At the same time as the five quasi-sages changed their colors, a terrifying existence in the depths of the jungle looked in Zhao Yang's direction from afar.

"Saint Treasure also wants to be presumptuous in front of this deity?"

"The saint roars to the sky." Han Hongtao changed his expression.

Zhao Yang pondered for a while, and when he was about to use his hole card, the sound of the hole and half beard exploded in the world.

"Roar to the sky, the seal of the abyss is about to be broken. If you dare to stop my human race at this time, don't blame me for tearing down your lair." Dong Banxu held a three-foot green awn in his hand when he said this.

Three feet of green light, sharp and sharp.

After being silent for a while, Chaotianhou said calmly, "Your human race can go there, but you can't harass my race."

"Our well water does not violate the river water." Dong Banxu said calmly.

Then the five quasi-sages withdrew.

Zhao Yang stepped forward to express his gratitude to Dong Banxu.

"I will patrol nearby, you go to the seventh district first." Dong Banxu said in a deep voice.

The reason why Dong Banxu did this was because he was worried about yelling at the sky and telling the truth.

Zhao Yang nodded.

The monster jungle is huge.

Even if the two warships were unimpeded, it took several days to get there.

Roar!

Zhao Yang, who was observing the scenery of the monster jungle on the battleship, looked towards the direction of the sea after hearing the roar.

I saw a huge water column hovering towards the sky, and on the water column was an ugly three-headed existence, which looked a bit like the legendary three-headed dog in hell.

It roars, it roars.

Everyone's hearts swayed.

"Is this the Emperor Zhun?" Han Yanran asked with a pale face.

"I don't know how many souls will be buried?" Zhao Yang said leisurely.

Zhao Yang's guess was correct.

The first thing the Abyss Clan did after breaking the seal was to clean up the sea area, and the Sea Clan who did not leave were mercilessly slaughtered.

This is a massacre.

The Sea Clan was not an opponent of the Abyss Clan, let alone most of the experts of the Sea Clan had left.

After a few more days, Zhao Yang and others finally arrived at the seventh district. Zhao Yang found that the spiritual power in the seventh district was a little thicker than that in the eighth district.

"The division of the nine major regions in the fairy world is also divided into levels. For example, the ninth district, the eighth district, and the seventh district are called the lower three districts. The strongest in these three regions is the holy powerhouse; the sixth district , the fifth district, and the fourth district are called the middle three districts, and these three districts have the existence of Dasheng level; the third district, the second district, and the first district are called the upper three districts. There are quasi-emperor-level existences in this area." The voice of the Evergreen Lantern rang in Zhao Yang's ears.

"Shouldn't there be a quasi-emperor in Taixu Holy Land?" Zhao Yang asked in his heart.

"The Holy Lord of Taixu Holy Land was the Great Sage back then, but I don't know if he is the quasi-emperor now." The Evergreen Lantern said leisurely, "The monks in the upper three districts have a kind of attitude towards the monks in the middle three districts and the lower three districts. Natural psychological advantages, if you go there rashly, you will only encounter a lot of trouble."

Zhao Yang fell silent.

"After your senior brother wakes up, you will have no problem going." Wangu Evergreen Lantern added another sentence seeing Zhao Yang's low breath.

Po Jun is the existence of the Emperor Zhun's Eight Heavens.

Would he dare to lose face if he followed Taixu Holy Land?

"After the Han family settles down, you can go to the sixth district. To be honest, the seventh district doesn't have many challenges for you." Eternal Evergreen Lantern said leisurely.