"Xiao Banya, Wang Nuoling, are you satisfied now? Is it harmful to my senior brother, and my Hucheng City Lord's Mansion will be incompatible with Xiaoyao City and Shangcheng from now on!"

Suddenly, the God Wanyan suddenly stood up, staring at the God of Nuoling and the God of Banya with red eyes, making harsh words.

"Fellow Daoist Wanyan, what does this mean?" God Nuoling said coldly.

"If it weren't for you, why would the Demon Lord come out to rescue him? If he didn't come out to rescue him, why would I, Senior Brother Yan Mo, drink the Demon Lord's spiritual tea? If you don't drink that cup of spiritual tea, Senior Brother Yan Mo will not lose all his energy and will not end like this."

The God of Wanyan said with a sarcastic remark, her expression, "I am not afraid of talking to the sky," just amazed Gu Xiu.

She now understood what the thick-skinned God of the city wall meant when he entered the tent.

"Haha, did you forget that who first provoked you? Did you think that my Shangcheng City Lord's Mansion and Xiaoyao City Lord's Mansion need to be under your Hucheng City Lord's Mansion. You can only bear the provocation against you, God Wanyan, and you cannot resist at all?"

The words of the Lord Nuoling have always been concise before. The main arguments with Lord Wanyan were mainly the Lord Banya. Lord Wanyan probably didn't expect that Lord Nuoling would say such a thing to question her. Faced with Lord Nuoling's cold and disdainful look, Lord Wanyan did not react immediately and didn't know how to refute it.

"Fellow Daoist Wanyan, remember that neither you nor your Hucheng City Lord's Mansion are the bosses of our Taoist cultivation, so be more polite in the future. The more capable you have, the more you do, the more confident you have, what you have, what you say, don't rely on your shamelessness to think that the world is invincible, otherwise the consequences today will definitely come back in the future."

Before the Lord Wanyan could speak, Lord Noling said again.

Gu Xiuzhen didn't expect that the God of Nuoling's mouth was also very poisonous, and it was no less than the God of Banya.

"Why do you think my uncle is so afraid of his inner self? This is one of the reasons. When I didn't mess with my aunt, everything was easy to say. Once I passed that point, whether it was a fight or a quarrel, I was invincible."

Xu Ruoguang's voice sounded softly in Gu Xiu's ears.

Gu Xiu looked at Wang Nuoling with admiration and said eight words, "The God Lord is mighty, I am fascinated!"

At this moment, Xu Ruoguang felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.

Even though the God Wanyan was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he was suppressed to the full firepower of the God Nuoling, "But you obviously have the strength to do it, but you didn't lend a helping hand to Senior Brother Yan Mo. This is unrighteous!"

Of course, with the usual character of the God of Wanyan, she naturally would not give up so easily. As for the responsibility, she would naturally give up as much as possible.

"Ha, if you don't mention it, I will not be ready to say it."

As soon as the God Wanyan finished speaking, God Nuoling sneered again.

The intuition of the Lord Wanyan was not good, but she had already said that she could not take it back. Sure enough, she heard Nuo Lingshen say in a cold and disdainful tone: "When I see that the three of them are fighting together, the Demon Lord of the Cultivation Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord of the Shuangliang Demon Lord, all the fellow Taoists are protecting their children at the first time. I and Senior Brother Tong Ji and Senior Brother Xiaotian are no exception."

As he said that, the God of Nuoling glanced at Xu Ruoguang, Jin Gui, Yan Tian, ​​Gu Xiu, Peng Changzheng, Li Zhong and Gu Yue, and then said indifferently: "The seven of them are the disciples we brought in this time. They are now intact, and most of the younger disciples of other fellow Taoists have survived. According to what I have just seen, there are no less than ten disciples in your Hucheng City Lord's Mansion in this tent, but there are still a few left now. Fellow Daoist Wan Yan might as well count them."

As soon as the Lord Nuoling said this, the Lord Wanyan was shocked. Others, including the monks of the Xuanshen stage and the monks of the Sanshen stage of the True God stage, read the disciples around them quietly and counted them silently in their hearts.

Although each city lord's mansion and family brought many disciples, ranging from dozens to hundreds, there were not many people who could go into the tent to listen to the discussions of the elders of the Xuanshen period. Other disciples were resting some distance from the tent. They had already investigated that the demon cultivators such as Zhang Yi Demon Lord had escaped from the oasis, so those disciples were not in danger, so they did not recruit here.

In this way, the disciples here were those who were originally in the tent. Although some casualties were caused by the demon cultivator's attack just now, as the God of Noling said, most of them escaped because of the protection of their own teachers.

However, when everyone was looking for disciples of the Hucheng City Lord's Mansion, they were surprised to find that there were no disciples of the Hucheng City Lord's Mansion around.

"All fell?" Someone reacted.

"Oh, when the three of them, Zhang Yi and the Demon Lord suddenly attacked, the disciples of the Lord of Hucheng City were standing closer. The most important thing was that fellow Taoist Yan Mo lost all his energy and could not protect himself. As for fellow Taoist Wanyan..."

The person who spoke was the Silent God. She shook her head. At that time, God Wanyan was standing beside her. When the incident happened, she was busy supporting the defensive shield and protecting her disciples. God Wanyan seemed too panic. When the three demon kings attacked, they only had to support the defensive shield for themselves and took a few steps back.

At that time, Xu Yanmo reacted very quickly and grabbed the corner of the God of Wanyan's skirt. However, at that time, Xu Yanmo had no support from the divine breath. After supporting the defense shield of Wanyan's God of Wanyan, he bounced away Xu Yanmo.

I don’t know if anyone else noticed this, but she saw it as close to God Wanyan.

The Lord Wanyan didn't even protect Xu Yanmo, so how could he protect the disciples of the Lord's Mansion of Hucheng?

At this moment, the Lord Wanyan also discovered that Xu Yanmo was not the only one who fell in the Hucheng City Lord's Mansion. None of the disciples of the City Lord's Mansion who followed them survived.

Her face turned pale. Although those disciples were all disciples of the Sanshen Stage, those who could follow her and Xu Yanmo into the tent were all elite disciples of the Hucheng City Lord's Mansion. Two of them were blood relatives and personal disciples of other Xuanshen Stage elders of the City Lord's Mansion.

In this way, they all died in such an incredible battle. When she returned to the lord's mansion in Hucheng City, what would be waiting for her would be the blame of other elders, and she would even put her on the sidelines and keep her alone in the guilt of keeping her alive.

The mind of the God Wanyan was a little confused for a moment. She looked at the Xuanshen stage monks present. There were so many people present in this incident, so it would be impossible to hide it. Moreover, there were other disciples following Hucheng outside. She took these disciples with her. Whether she continued to search for treasures in the heart of the desert or directly returned to the Lord of Hucheng's Mansion, it was not a good choice.

Since that's the case, that's how she did it. Anyway, with her early stage Xuan Shen's cultivation level, she could still be able to protect herself.

The God Wanyan glanced at the God Nuoling again, and suddenly, it turned into a ray of light in front of the monks and quickly escaped to the heart of the desert.
Chapter completed!