readx;? Everyone meditated cross-legged by the Battle Spirit Pool, waiting quietly, the bottom of the sea was dark, but with this dim glimmer, they could still recognize the time of day. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info (Baidu Search Rainbow Network)

When the bottom of the sea gradually darkened, the monk team of the Sea Expedition Pioneer Army came from all over the Demon Sealing Tomb one after another, and most of the ten-person team was scattered, and those who did not come were forever lost in the gray mist mourning formation, becoming part of the ancient formation forbidden method, and in the end, there were only less than five hundred people gathered by the battle soul pool,

On Thursday, Gongzi Zhou Mingzhao's strongest squad occupied a favorable position directly in front of the Battle Spirit Monument, and seeing that there was no team coming in the future, he immediately raised his sword high and said loudly to the monks, "My father sent me to seal the Demon Desolate Tomb, so that I can lead the group and come here to kill the Demon Holy Soul! The vanguard army of the sea should look at the face of my father, and also give my son a thin face, and listen to my orders! When the battle soul pool is opened, it must be commanded by my son!"

Ye Ling and Chu Yan's two teams were still far away from him, but they could hear it clearly, and they were so domineering towards Gongzi on Thursday, and everyone didn't have much affection, let alone listen to his orders.

Sure enough, there was a commotion by the Battle Spirit Pool, and someone shouted: "Thursday Childe, everyone's cultivation is almost the same, why should I listen to you?"

"That's it! This is the Demon Sealing Mound, not your Zhou family, let alone in the Dixuan Immortal Gate, you want to bluff us in the name of Zhou Laozu, no way!"

The fourth son, Zhou Mingzhao, saw that everyone was clamoring, and he couldn't get off the stage in embarrassment, so he was annoyed and angry, glared at his eyes, and said viciously: "This son leads the strongest squad of the Pioneer Army of the Sea Expedition, and he is also the former Zhengyin Pioneer Officer of the two great ancestors. Do you want to disobey the will of the Ancestor if you don't listen to me?"

The core disciples of the Dixuan Immortal Sect who were escorting him also shouted: "Since the dragons have no leader, they should listen to our four sons!" Otherwise, the battle soul pool will be opened, and the Jindan demon will bring out the beast souls, who will organize the resistance, those people will enter the demon tomb first, there must be a rule, listen to my son, it is absolutely right!"

Just as they were shouting unashamedly, an out-of-place voice overshadowed them: "I'm not convinced!"

The eyes of the monks of the Pioneer Army of the Sea Expedition looked at the strong team of the Spirit Rune Immortal Sect, and they saw Cui Jing standing in front of the team with his hands behind his back and a proud expression.

Ye Ling's gaze also turned to Cui Jing, seeing that their team, there were no less than ten people, worthy of being an elite disciple of the Spirit Rune Immortal Sect who was good at talisman making and formations, and was able to successfully pass through the Gray Mist Funeral Array.

The fourth son, Zhou Mingzhao, saw that Cui Jing did not leave him any affection in public, his brows were furrowed, almost twisted into a pimple, and said angrily: "Good boy! Don't think that your Spirit Rune Immortal Sect is so great? In front of our Dixuan Immortal Gate, you are just relying on the power of the Spirit Rune, what real ability can you have? You can't be the leader of the Pioneer Army of the Sea Expedition!"

Cui Jing sneered: "I'm not rare! The Pioneer Army of the Sea Expedition was originally composed of a ten-person team led by itself, and each team had the mission of searching for the Demon Saint's Soul! You want to monopolize its beauty, and vainly want everyone to obey your command and be sent by you, and then the great success will be counted as yours, which is ridiculous! I propose, let's take care of our own affairs, fly across the battle spirit pool, and rush into the Demon Tomb, relying on the ability of each team alone!"

For a while, the vanguard army of the sea expedition on the edge of the battle spirit pool echoed and agreed.

"I'm for it!"

"Cui Daoyou's words are reasonable! Don't think that you are strong, you can ignore us and others. There are dozens of teams, all waiting to enter the Demon Tomb to find the Demon Saint Soul, you want to take the credit alone?

Cui Jingda was proud, and glanced at the prince of Thursday, who was flushed and depressed, and pressed down the sword light, and he was even more complacent.

However, at this moment, night fell, and the yin qi of the Battle Spirit Pool was depressed to the limit, and the Battle Spirit Monument began to flicker with a ghostly light!