's face showed a look of disappointment, and he said lightly: "Can Tianluo Earth know how many people are needed to set up the Tianluo Net, and what kind of cultivation do the people who set up the formation need?"

"I know, it's not just sixty people who cultivated during the Tribulation Period, and there are none of our sects, but there are many disciples during the Tribulation Period. When Sun Shuangshuang saw Lingfeng's face, he couldn't help but get angry in his heart, and his tone was naturally not so good.

Lingfeng naturally heard his dissatisfaction from Sun Shuangshuang's tone, but there was no change on his face, and he said lightly: "Master, let me tell you! If the formation is set up by sixty people who have cultivated during the Tribulation Period, it only takes me five minutes to break out of the formation." ”

"What? really?" Sun Shuangshuang's face changed when he heard Lingfeng's words. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Messenger, what if there are sixty people in the Mahayana period?"

"This... Lingfeng pondered, and after a long while, he raised his head, his eyes fixed on Sun Shuangshuang, word by word, and said, "If it is sixty Mahayana stage formations, I will not be able to break the formation within an hour, but if it takes a long time, it may not be." ”

When Sun Shuangshuang heard Ling's answer, a smile couldn't help flashing on his face, and he immediately said: "That's easy, messenger, you can drag one Da Luo Jin Immortal, then we will set up a formation to trap another Da Luo Jin Immortal." After we finish killing the remnants of Long Nameless, we will kill that Da Luo Jin Immortal together, so that we can get it. ”

Lingfeng heard Sun Shuangshuang talking to himself, it seemed that everything was under his control, and Lingfeng's heart immediately became cold. I couldn't help but shake my head, this head is still too young, everything is too good, and he should really hone it well before he can take on this big responsibility!

"Messenger, do you think this is feasible?" Sun Shuangshuang said for a long time before he stopped, looking at Lingfeng, hoping to get two words of affirmation from his mouth.

"Master, forgive me for talking too much, do you know why only one of my ten fellow disciples came back to me last time we were on the battlefield?" Lingfeng saw that the matter had come, and he was not afraid of losing face, after all, he was now in the Nether, if something went wrong in the Nether, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of the Immortal Venerable when he returned to the Upper Realm.

Sun Shuang was stunned for a moment, and his heart was immediately displeased. When I talked to him about the nameless dragon, he actually talked about the things on the battlefield. Displeasure is displeasure, Sun Shuangshuang still replied immediately: "Didn't you say that you were one-on-one last time, and then Long Wuming and others were added, so you failed, didn't you?"

"Actually, I made up an excuse. Alas, I'll sue the boss today! Actually, the ten of us were killed by the dragon nameless trick in seconds. Dead one. Seriously hurt me one. Lingfeng said lightly. There was not a trace of shame on his face. Lose and lose. There is no reason for this. His skills are not as good as others. What else is there to say.

"What?" Sun Shuangshuang was shocked. Kill nine Da Luo Jin Immortals in one move. Seriously injured one. What kind of cultivation is this? Could it be that Long Wuming has already broken through the cultivation of the Great Luo Jin Immortal Land? Sun Shuangshuang couldn't help but ask, "Messenger." Could it be that Long Wuming has surpassed the cultivation of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Land?"

"Nope. He hadn't surpassed the cultivation of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Land. It's on the same level as me. I'm sure he's still a Da Luo Jin Immortal. But there's a strange thing. This dragon is nameless when it first fought each other. He turned into a different look. And there is a demonic aura on the ground. Cultivated to the late stage of Da Luo Jin Xian. Strange!" Reikaze said. I suddenly remembered that fight. The nameless dragon exuded a thick demonic aura. How did a cultivator suddenly become a demon cultivator? But then how did he become a cultivator again?

Sun Shuangshuang was completely petrified. Who the hell is this nameless dragon? Damn. After a while, Da Luo Jin Xian was in the late stage of Da Luo Jin Xian. Now it's a big problem. If the messenger had said so. Then it's not enough for people to cut vegetables. For the first time, Sun Shuangshuang regretted why he provoked Long Wuming. If you directly let the people of the Shura Realm kill the dragon nameless. Even if you can't kill the dragon nameless. The dragon nameless will not make a big deal about it.

"What should I do then?" Sun Shuangshuang had now completely abandoned his original plan. This is no longer useful to the dragon nameless. If you continue to implement this plan. It will only increase the casualties.

Lingfeng saw Sun Shuangshuang's six gods and ownerless appearance. I couldn't help but shake my head. The lord of a dignified faction. Something difficult. It's just the appearance of six gods without an owner. I really don't know how the owner of the door would choose such a person to be the head of the house. Is it because of their blood relationship?

"Now I have to ask for help from the upper realm, and look at the arrangements above. Lingfeng saw Sun Shuangshuang's dejected appearance, and couldn't help but remind. After all, he still belongs to the disciples of the Kunlun Sect in the Upper Realm, and if the foundation of the Lower Realm is destroyed, his face will be dull!

"Yes, thank you, messenger. Sun Shuangshuang was immediately pulled back to his senses by Lingfeng's words, hurriedly thanked him, and left in a hurry.

Lingfeng looked at Sun Shuangshuang's departing back, and muttered in his mouth: "I hope I can get through this time, and it's really not a wise choice to provoke Long Wuming, alas!" Lingfeng's heart was full of bitterness, and he always had a feeling in his heart that tomorrow would be big, and he might be fighting for the last time.

On the top of the back mountain of the Kunlun Sect in the Immortal Realm, a young man was sitting on a pavilion drinking tea, and two disciples stood behind him. "Kunzi, how do you think this matter will end?" asked the young man to the middle-aged man on the left.

"Immortal Lord, in front of your elder, how dare I have an idea. Kunzi, who was called by the young man, heard the fairy lord's question, and hurriedly bowed down and replied.

"Fengzi, look at it, Kunzi's sycophant is not very good. The young man laughed and asked the middle-aged man on his right.

The young man who was called Fengzi laughed and said to the young man: "Immortal Lord, what Kunzi said is right, if you always ask me, I will answer it the same way." ”

The scene seems to be rather weird! Two middle-aged men actually called the young man "You are old", as if the young man is the elder. It turned out that it was Sun Yong, the fifteenth generation head of the Kunlun faction, who was called the immortal master, and it was Sun Kun, the eighteenth generation head of the Kun faction, who was called Kunzi, and it was Sun Feng, the deputy head of the tenth generation, who was called Fengzi. Really counted, Kunzi and Fengzi are Sun Yong's grandchildren.

"Kunzi, has there been any news over there?" Sun Yong always had a gentle smile on his face.

"Not yet. ”

"It's weird, do they still endure this breath? This is not like their style!" Sun Yong heard Kunzi's answer, and his face showed surprise. It stands to reason that they lost 20 million men and horses this time, and they should have screamed a long time ago, why haven't they looked for themselves until now?

"Immortal Lord, do you need me to inform them?"

"No, I believe that it won't take three days, and the old family Xiao will come to the door. Sun Yong waved his hand.

Feng Zi bowed down and asked, "Immortal Lord, is it difficult for us to lose 20 million men and horses, so what will people think of our Kunlun faction in the future?"

Seeing Fengzi's appearance, Sun Yong smiled and said, "Fengzi, do you know why you were just the deputy head of the house, but Kunzi was the head, after so many years, you haven't understood it yet?"

Fengzi was trained by his own immortal master, his face couldn't help showing shyness, scratched his head and said: "Back to the immortal master, Fengzi really doesn't know." ”

"You! your temper will never achieve great things, if you have time to learn more like Kunzi, those who do great things must first learn to endure, only by forbearance, you will have a chance to turn over. Sun Yong said lightly, in fact, he also knew that Fengzi was really in cultivation, and he was better than Kunzi. But on the battlefield, even ten blades can't match one kunzi.

"Yes, Immortal Lord. Fengzi bowed, stepped aside and quietly thought about the immortal master's words just now.

"Doah!" Sun Yong frowned, picked up a spell in his hand and shot into the void, and a curtain appeared in the void.

After hearing Lingfeng's instructions, Sun Shuangshuang hurriedly went to the small building where he lived in the forbidden land and found a magic weapon that his grandfather gave him at that time. It is said that this magic weapon was the communication magic weapon of the first generation of the Sun family's ancestors to break through the lower realm, and was specially reserved for the descendants of the Sun family to contact his old man's family.

After Sun Shuangshuang found this communication magic weapon that was only the size of a palm, he took it in his hand and forced a drop of blood from his body to drop it on the magic weapon according to the method taught by his grandfather. Suddenly, a palm-sized magic weapon shot out a ray of light to illuminate the void, and a curtain immediately appeared in the void, and there were actually three men looking at him in the curtain.

For the first time, Sun Shuangshuang found that he was almost like an ant, although the three men in front of him all had smiles on their faces, but the looming momentum on their bodies made Sun Shuangshuang feel pressure. It felt like the three of them were pressing on their hearts like a big mountain, and they couldn't raise a trace of resistance in their bodies at all.

"How many generations are you the descendant of the Sun family?" asked Sun Yong in the curtain, in a very kind tone, after all, it was his own blood.

"Sun Shuangshuang, the forty-seventh generation descendant of the Sun family, has seen the old ancestor. When Sun Shuangshuang heard Sun Yong say this, he immediately knew that the old man in front of him must be the head of the Sun family's generation.

"It's forty-seven generations, alas! I didn't expect that unconsciously, the Sun family has been passed down to the forty-seventh generation. When Sun Yong heard what Sun Shuangshuang said, he couldn't help but sigh and looked at the void.

"Tell me, what needs you to use this communicator? Sun Yong withdrew his gaze from staring at the void and asked Sun Shuangshuang on the curtain