After patting his head, Yan Lingyu thought to himself, "Why are you so stupid? How many can they survive after the Battle of the Shadow!" That was the saint. Although the saint and the sub-saint were only separated by a line, the difference was that line.
, but it is a difference between heaven and earth, just that line, the sub-saint is an ant in the eyes of the saint. I thought about it in confusion, even if there is no sub-saint late stage, there is other sub-saint level, "Will there be a few times the sub-saint?"
Where is the master?"
"No?" Meng Yin shook his head.
"What about the quasi-saint-level masters?" Yan Lingyu decided to reduce the quality. If he crossed the level like this, although it would not be beneficial to them, Yan Lingyu needed them to act as thugs.
Meng Yin shook his head again.
"My grass!" Yan Lingyu, who hadn't cursed for a long time, finally cursed.
"Although there are no quasi-saint-level masters, there are many quasi-saint-level masters one step away. Don't look at our small three million tribes, there are nearly 10,000 quasi-saint-level masters!"
"Ten Thousand!" Zi Yun screamed. Not only would he scream, but any god, the Demon God Lord is here, and he would scream when he hears this sentence. If this late master of the Ten Thousand God Lord appears in
In the God and Demon Realm or the God Realm, it is really a human block to kill people, Buddha blocks and kills Buddhas. The two realms combined together have no power to fight back.
Shui Ruoxi has seen the feat of more than 100 people becoming saints with her own eyes. How to compare these ten thousand gods with a metaphor for a hundred saints, naturally there will be no big fuss. In her opinion, what happened to Yan Lingyu is strange.
, It is also normal. Shocking is a habit, it is commonplace, and it is no longer surprising.
"You heard it right, ten thousand people in the late stage of the Gods!" Meng Yin replied proudly.
"The masters of the late stage of the Ten Thousand Gods are indeed very awesome!" Yan Lingyu said with a faint smile.
When they heard Yan Lingyu's praise, the three of them were more proud and were waiting for Yan Lingyu's next praise, but what they didn't expect was that the more dull Yan Lingyu's voice sounded, the more terrifying it became.
"What's the use of ten thousand gods? Even if you are Mengyin, you can slap them all to death! If you want to be a master in the late stage of the Gods, I tell you, I have so many, and I can even millions of beast kings.
Find it out!" Yan Lingyu ruthlessly hit their self-esteem. He and others had only ten thousand gods, but Yan Lingyu could at any time call out a million divine beasts that were destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be
Ten thousand gods are not enough for divine beasts to step on.
Chaos War Ring is Yan Lingyu's eternal secret. Chaos Three-piece Set, Chaos War Ring, Chaos Armor, Chaos War Sword, are all discussed with Gu Yan Lingyu. Yan Lingyu only has the cultivation level of a saint, so they cannot evolve. Chaos War
The space of the ring locks in the evolution of the divine beasts, and they can only reach the level of the God Lord.
If Yan Lingyu could break through the chaos, those divine beasts could evolve into the God Lord, reach the saint, and finally reach the level of the Saint Lord. After thinking about it, Yan Lingyu was stunned. If we calculate this, the prehistoric continent was a space for the Chaos God.
I have to break through the chaos so that I will not be slaughtered. In the prehistoric continent, I am indeed an invincible existence, but four people can enter the prehistoric continent at will and seize their lives.
Even if they don't need to do anything, and send dozens of late-stage masters of the Jue Saint, they will die without a place of burial. Kill yourself, and it is impossible to let go of the people around you. Yan Lingyu had the idea of reaching the peak for the first time.
, to protect their relatives and friends, they must reach the peak, not seeking to surpass them and trampling them under their feet, at least they must reach their cultivation level, and be on par with them, so that they do not have the courage to trample on themselves.
After a few hours, under Yan Lingyu's but not, Nongying and Tianxi became saints. There were two more saint-level masters around Yan Lingyu, which also allowed Yan Lingyu to dominate the holy world for the first time.
Feel.
Maybe there is a little challenge in the holy world, and I don’t want to let myself pick the two worlds of immortals and gods. Maybe it’s because I have a higher ideal. Yan Lingyu himself can’t understand what he is thinking, but he made a point of certainty and wanted to protect his side.
Relatives and friends must find them a strong backer.
Only when you stand at the top will no one provoke them "Holy Realm, Lucky, those so-called saints, wait for me to conquer them!"
Strength is the strongest backing. Unexpected attacks are the ace. Hiding strength and giving the opponent a fierce attack will have unexpected effects. In the holy world, the situation of fighting against each other, the ace is basically impossible to hide.
After Yan Lingyu fell into the Holy Realm, as a new force, no one would know how many aces there were. This is Yan Lingyu's biggest ace.
"Mengyin, go and gather your group! I will take you to a place where mountains and rivers are beautiful, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, so I can't fight with the world! There is an existence that peaceful people who hate fighting have always dreamed of!" Yan Lingyu thought for a while and said.
"Class leader, I just saw the intention of dominance in your eyes. We are willing to fight back to the holy realm and dominate the prehistoric continent with you!" Nongying said firmly.
"I dominate the prehistoric world, I do have this meaning, but my ultimate goal is not the prehistoric world!" Yan Lingyu thought to himself, but it was impossible to tell them that there are more advanced existences in the prehistoric world. "I will take you to the Holy Realm, and many places
You must use it, but your tribe members have only been sent to death. It is better to give them a place to live peacefully. I can guarantee that as long as they reach the late stage of the Sub-Saint and are willing to follow me, I
Let them follow me!"
A leader does not seek civil and military talent, but must be good at employing people and be able to appease people's hearts. To achieve these two things, no matter success or failure, you are a successful leader, and Yan Lingyu is appeaseing them.
"Thank you, the leader of the clan, let's gather the clan members now!" After Yan Lingyu's promise, the three of them were very happy. They were once the masters of most of the land in the prehistoric continent, but were almost exterminated by several saints. They are now also
If they can become saints, they will take revenge, and all of this depends on the new patriarch, Yan Lingyu, who have sold all their lives to Yan Lingyu.
In just a few short day, the surprises continued for several hours. At this time, the most surprising day of the Fog Shadow Clan was that it was the land of the prehistoric country that had been built in half, and it was not astonishing as it was. Not only could saints appear in their clan, but three appeared at a time.
Above the Wuying Clan, Mengyin, Nongying and Tianxi, the voices of the three men, "All the Wuying Clan members, bring all their things, and gather at the Wuying Altar in half an hour."
Who are the three of them? Even before they became saints, they were gods of the Fog Shadow Clan. Moreover, they were still saints. Although they didn't know what they wanted to gather, they still did as they did and gradually put their clothes on.
Clean up, fun, delicious, beautiful, and conservatively store your own storage ring.
Some people, some dozen people, and some hundreds of people, came to the Mist Shadow Altar of the Mist Shadow Clan one after another. Here, they were allowed to come only once a hundred years of worship. However,
Today, they were gathered here for no reason, and they all looked at the six people on the altar in confusion.
They were a little surprised. The altar, a place where except for the three elders, even they could not go to, was standing today. Moreover, when the three elders were talking to him, they were extremely respectful and asked them to touch him.
They were not mindful, but they also thought of something about the three people breaking through today. However, if the elders don’t tell them, they are not qualified to interfere.
"I hope that the fog shadow tribe I will follow is a disciplined race. Half an hour has arrived. I hope no one will be late!" Yan Lingyu sent a message to the three of them lightly.
The three people who had understood Yan Lingyu's tone were all raised to their hearts, but they were very confident in their words. In the Fog Shadow Clan, they said that the tribe members dare not say 2. They said they walked around, and they dared not go west.
Don't worry, patriarch, I promise that everyone will be here!"
"I'm very confident. I like it. No big thing can be accomplished without confidence!" Yan Lingyu, you sleep, confused your eyes, release the chaotic spiritual consciousness and bring the entire fog shadow clan under your nose, and make sure that all the fog shadow clan leaders are here.
It's a relief, "It's great, everyone has expired, not only has confidence, but also majesty."
Yan Lingyu heard what they said in heaven. Just a few simple words and without telling the reason, they could make all of them not just have confidence. This is related to their majesty and popularity.
Yan Lingyu's evaluation of them was "there is material to be a general!"
"I think you have many questions, why am I standing here, and why should I call you to come!" Yan Lingyu looked around at everyone present, and saw that they were staring at him intently, with many questions on his face, and
He said, "It was a complete accident that I came to your tribe, and this accident happened to be related to your oath!"
"At the request of Elder Mengyin, I accepted the position of your fog shadow clan leader!" Yan Lingyu grabbed in the void, and a white token appeared in his hand. There was a big fog word on the token, and the whole thing was covered with the entire fog.
The token emits white mist in vain.
"The mistress clan Xiaoqi has seen the clan leader, the mistress clan mistress has seen the clan leader, the mistress clan..." The names appeared in Yan Lingyu's ears in a mess. The mistress order has not appeared for a long time since.
To be precise, it has not appeared for 190,000 years. Since the leader of the Mist Shadow Tribe died at the hands of the saint in the Battle of the Thorn Shadow, he has been kept by the Great Elder.
A person with a destiny for their vows, the holy stone, although they do not know the cause and effect inside, they know one thing that the three elders have proved saints, which are related to the person in front of them. They also see the fog shadow and will see the clan leader and are disrespectful to the clan leader.