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Chapter 2090

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Tyrant killed two Sixth Grade Barbarian Sovereigns and turned the tide of the battle as soon as he appeared.

Out of the eight Sixth Grade Barbarian Sovereigns, two of them had died. The remaining six looked at the tyrannical monk with endless fear in their eyes. Because the Eight Sides Tisura Formation was broken, the six of them were injured by the God Suppressing Monument. Now that the monk was so fierce, there was no trace of his previous overbearing aura.

Boom … …

Tyrant swung his arm and the huge God Suppressing Monument immediately flew up into the sky. The huge God Suppressing Monument was a thousand feet tall. Endless divine light was emitted from it, forming a dazzling net that sealed the entire space where White Dragon Temple was. Under the seal of the God Suppressing Monument, all the barbarians from the Barbarian World couldn't escape even if they had wings.

"The void has been sealed. We can't escape. Let's attack together and kill the little monk. Otherwise, all of us will die here today."

One of the people from the Wuke Family shouted. The six of them looked ferocious and rushed towards Tyrant crazily.

"Let's attack too."

Old Ancestor Greenlotus also moved. He held a Buddhist seal in his hand and rushed towards one of them. The other two Buddhas also picked an opponent and rushed towards them.

Although the three of them were not as powerful as Tyrant, they couldn't just watch the six Sixth Grade Barbarian Sovereigns fight against Tyrant alone without doing anything. Since they wanted to turn defeat into victory, they had to release all of their previous grievances and get back at their enemies.

"Dao Light Buddha Body!"

Tyrant shouted. His body turned into a hundred zhang tall Buddha and pressed towards one of the Barbarian Sovereigns like a mountain.

Ah … …

How could the Barbarian Sovereign withstand the pressure of the Dao Light Buddha Body? He was crushed on the spot. With Tyrant's current strength, he could easily kill a Seventh Grade Barbarian Sovereign. Not to mention that his opponent was just a Sixth Grade Barbarian Sovereign like him. In addition to the fact that the Buddha Sect's cultivation method could restrain the Barbarian Race, killing a Sixth Grade Barbarian Sovereign was as easy as blowing off dust.

Ah ah ah … …

Blood-curdling screams could be heard continuously. In just a few minutes, all the Sixth Grade Barbarian Sovereigns had died in the battle. Tyrant had displayed his invincible might and killed all the barbarians in all directions. The remaining barbarians had also become defeated soldiers and were no longer a threat to White Dragon Temple.

Tyrant approached Ancestor Greenlotus and put his palms together. "Ancestor."

"Good. Looks like you've obtained an unimaginable fortuitous encounter in the God Suppressing Monument. The calamity this time is the time for you to display your abilities."

Ancestor Green Lotus nodded. Looking at his junior, he was truly satisfied from the bottom of his heart. There was nothing to nitpick about.

At this moment, Tyrant suddenly felt a summoning force. The corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

"Grandmaster, Little Chenzi has summoned me. I must go."

Tyrant said. The summoning that he received just now was from Jiang Chen. With Jiang Chen's current strength, it was very easy for him to summon them.

"Alright, go ahead. The White Dragon Temple has settled down. You can deal with the calamity without worry. This time, both you and Jiang Chen will become important figures in the calamity."

Ancestor Greenlotus said.

With a sway of his body, Tyrant vanished.

At the same time, Han Yan and Long Shisan received the summoning from Jiang Chen at the same time. It just so happened that their battle had ended. They immediately flew towards the location where Jiang Chen had summoned them.

In the sky above a desolate mountain range, Jiang Chen held the Gold Feather Fan in his hand. There wasn't a single barbarian within a radius of ten thousand miles because all of them had turned into corpses. Broken corpses of barbarians could be seen everywhere below the mountain range. They had all died under the Gold Feather Fan.

The Gold Feather Fan had a great restraining effect on the barbarians. In the hands of Jiang Chen, all the barbarians couldn't withstand a single blow. Under the sweep of the Gold Feather Fan, it was like a gale sweeping away fallen leaves.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Three silhouettes appeared at the same time from three different directions. One was wearing a yellow robe with flowing black and white hair. One was wearing a black robe with white hair and holding a scepter. The last one was holding a stone tablet and wearing a golden kasaya.

They were Long Shisan, Han Yan, and Tyrant who had appeared after receiving the summon from Jiang Chen.

"Little Chenzi."

When they saw Jiang Chen, the three of them were overjoyed. It wasn't easy for the four of them to gather together at such a critical moment in such a calamity.

The four of them looked at each other and were shocked when they saw each other's cultivation level. Then, they burst into laughter.

"Good! It seems like all of you have had an extraordinary fortuitous encounter. This catastrophe will be the key to our growth. The fate of the Immortal World will be in our hands. Us brothers will be able to accomplish great things in the Immortal World. Our years of trials and tribulations won't be in vain."

Jiang Chen said with lofty sentiments.

"Why don't I see Da Huang?"

Han Yan asked curiously.

"I've already sent a summon to Da Huang, but he didn't appear. That means he's still in seclusion. Let's ignore him for now. I believe you guys have experienced the true battle and witnessed the strength of the Barbarian Race."

Jiang Chen said.

"That's right. The Barbarian Race is too strong. Each of the Barbarian Race that appeared is incomparably strong, surpassing the strength of the Immortal World. It's really difficult to deal with them. If I didn't appear in time, the Demonic Immortal Island would be finished."

Long Shisan said. Even with his arrogance, he had to admit the strength of the Barbarian Race.

"It's the same on my side. White Dragon Temple has just experienced a great catastrophe."

Tyrant said.

"It's the same for the Ethereal Immortal Court. I went to help them resolve the crisis."

Han Yan said.

"Yes. The number of experts of the Barbarian World is greater than ours, especially the Immortal Court. Now, the crisis of White Dragon Temple, Demonic Immortal Island, Fengchi Immortal Court, and Ethereal Immortal Court has been temporarily resolved. Regardless of when the second attack of the Barbarian Race will come, the Barbarian World will definitely adjust their wrong decision. What we need to do now is to help the Immortal Court resolve the first attack of the Barbarian World."

Jiang Chen said.

"Little Chenzi, what do you think we should do? We'll listen to you. "

Tyrant said.

"Putting aside White Dragon Temple, Demonic Immortal Island, Ethereal Immortal Court, and Fengchi Immortal Court, there are still seven Immortal Courts that might be facing a crisis. Monkey, you will immediately go to Ling Long Immortal Court and Yellow Spring Immortal Court. Tyrant, you will go to Limitless Immortal Court and Ru Yi Immortal Court. Ah Yan, you will go to Boundless Immortal Court.

Leave one of them to me. "Jiang Chen said. He would personally go to Mi Luo Immortal Court and Radiance Immortal Court.

"Alright, we'll go now."

The three of them nodded. Now that the Immortal World was in danger, it wasn't the time to chat. Every Immortal Court was the strongest force against the Barbarian Race. If they suffered a great loss, the Immortal Court would be in real danger.

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