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A minute ago, the entire Heilong City's 200,000 pseudo-god tribes, one thousand demon kings, and ten demon gods were all killed under the attack of the Wuji clan. The three thousand disciples of Guiyuan Sect, who were originally besieged by the pseudo-god tribe, were not only not subject to any
The damage can instead stand on the main hall of the Lord's Mansion in Heilong City and enjoy the fruits of victory.
"Sir, there is no casualty in the Holy Spirit Army!"
Douglas bowed slightly and summarized the entire battle.
"Not bad!" Li Yan nodded slightly, and turned to look at the old man in the robe: "How are the three thousand disciples of Guiyuan Sect like this?"
Hearing this, the old man in the robe stepped forward and looked at Li Yan respectfully: "Dear Saint, we three thousand brothers of Guiyuan Sect have no casualties!" After that, the old man in the robe looked up at Duan
Li Yan, who was sitting in the first place, was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.
"What else do you have to say?"
"Sir, Lord Saint!"
The old man in the robe stepped forward a few steps, frowned slightly, and said for a while: "I am Zhao Han, the Demon Soldier Hall of the Yuan Sect. He was sent here by the Yuanmu Sect Master three years ago to lurk here, waiting for a teacher named Li Yan.
Senior, just now, we received a secret letter from the Yuanmu Sect Master, saying that Li Yan was being besieged by the pseudo-god clan, and told us to cover Senior Li Yan's departure at all costs!"
"Sir, are you Li Yan?"
After that, both the old man in the robe and the other disciples of Guiyuan Sect stared at Li Yan nervously.
As early as when Li Yan and others left the city, every disciple of Guiyuan Sect guessed that ten people must be the legendary senior Li Yan. However, when they saw this ten thousand army, they hesitated because...
...The strength of these ten thousand people is really too powerful, even stronger than that of Guiyuan Sect.
However, in the midst of this hesitation, their hearts were filled with hope.
"You are from the Demon Soldier Palace, who is the Lord of Aotian Palace?"
Looking at their earnest gazes, a smile flashed in Li Yan's eyes and he nodded gently.
"Master of Aotian Palace? He is my teacher!" Hearing this, the old man named Zhao Han was stunned. He also looked up at Li Yan above the hall. Li Yan, who was sitting in the first place, shook his head helplessly.
From the beginning of entering Heilong City, Li Yan, who had been transformed by the Hell God Gu, had energy flowed in his body, and the black armor scales retreated like a tide. In the blink of an eye, Li Yan, wearing white clothes, appeared in front of Zhao Han.
"Human...human?" Zhao Han and others instantly petrified.
"Haha, I am Li Yan, and the Lord of Aotian Palace is also my teacher. I don't have to call him Saint in the future, just call him Senior Brother!" Li Yan looked at Zhao Han in front of him with a smile.
Seeing this moment, every disciple of Guiyuan Sect present was shrouded in huge surprises.
With such a master to help the Guiyuan Sect, why worry about the immortality of the gods? This is the idea of every disciple of Guiyuan Sect, especially in Zhao Han's heart, he was even more excited. The Demon Soldier Hall has always been in the entire Guiyuan Sect.
Among them, there are all the lowest-ranking existences, but now that Senior Brother Li Yan is back, who dares to say that the demon soldiers are a little weak?
"Haha, you can rest assured now, right?"
Li Yan walked over with a smile and patted Zhao Han on the shoulder: "Thank you for the hard work these years, and you have been waiting for me here for so many years."
"It's okay, it's not hard!" Zhao Han nodded excitedly: "As long as you can wait until you come back, everything is worth it. Senior Li Yan, after you left, the leader of the Phantom Spirit Sect said, as long as you come back, the whole hell will be
There was rescue. We didn’t believe it at first, but now we all believe it. Senior Li Yan, you are finally back. It’s great!”
Seeing Zhao Han who was incoherent because of excitement, Li Yan couldn't help but smile.
Andy and others beside them also had a smile in their eyes. Zhao Han's expression at this moment was so similar to when the Wuji clan members were looking forward to the saints?
"Senior Li Yan, when are you going back now? Master Yuanmu is looking forward to your return!" After a while of excitement, Zhao Han finally calmed down. Looking at the smiles of everyone, his face turned red: "We
Now living in a place called Chaos Mountain, where are the people from the Three Sects, Nine Halls and Eighteen Sects!"
"I'm not going back now!" Li Yan paused for a moment and spoke.
Hearing this sound, Zhao Han below suddenly became anxious. Before he could speak, Li Yan smiled and patted his shoulder and continued: "This time I captured Heilong City, the gods will definitely be extremely angry, Ruru
If nothing unexpected happens, they should have sent a large army now."
"In this case, if you move blindly, you will definitely fall into a passive state."
"And, now there is only one year left before the ten-year period, and the whole hell has no time to waste."
"So, the most important thing now is to force the entire gods army to fight to the decisive battle. If the gods attack the Black Dragon City, the Hell Alliance will increase the attack and uproot the gods' nest in hell. If the gods attack the three sects of the coalition forces, our Hell Dragon City will be the Black Dragon City
One side will definitely let the entire army of gods know what fear is."
"If the gods are unmoved, that would be even better!"
"When the Hell Alliance and our Hell City will attack each other on both sides and catch turtles in the jar."
Regarding this idea, Li Yan had discussed it carefully with Douglas when he was attacking Heilong City just now. Although this method may not necessarily work, it is at least much better than blind movement. Instead of fighting guerrillas with the entire gods in hell,
It's better to take action directly.
"But...Senior Li Yan, are you really not going back?"
Zhao Han looked at Li Yan anxiously, obviously not understanding what Li Yan just said.
"Don't worry, I will send a few people to escort you back later. Then you just tell the Master Yuanmu that I said!"
After saying that, Li Yan patted Zhao Han on the shoulder again, stood up, turned around and glanced at Yang Mu next to him: "Apart from Chaos Mountain, are there any other large territory of hell cultivators?" According to Zhao just now
Han and the others said that the headquarters of the three sects, nine halls and eighteen sects have disappeared, and they are all in a place called Chaos Mountain.
"A large gathering place for cultivators...I think about it."
Yang Mu couldn't help but frown and thought hard. He understood all the conversation Li Yan had just had with Zhao Han. Li Yan wanted to unite the creatures in the entire hell and fight the decisive battle with the gods.
Although I don’t know what the ten-year period he said just now means, this so-called saint doesn’t look like a person who makes trouble. Since he said that the entire gods must be completely destroyed within ten years, he must be sure
This is necessary.
As for Andy and others around him, they had no objection.
For them, the saints are omnipotent, and they will strive to complete as long as the saints need them.
"I remembered it." Yang Mu next to him suddenly looked excited and said, "In addition to Chaos Mountain, there is also a place called Motianling. This place is the same as Chaos Mountain and belongs to a relatively large hell cultivation.
The territory of the world is just a little different. Chaos Mountain is basically the territory of human race and humanoid race, and this Motian Ridge is the territory of the beast race."
"Motianling?" Li Yan couldn't help but repeat.
"That's right, it's Motianling." Yang Mu looked extremely sure, and then explained: "They are beasts, not beasts. They are a monster that is more powerful than monsters, and every member of them is
At least they are masters of the demon level, and the most famous ones are the four divine beasts, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise, Green Dragon, and White Tiger."
"Each of these four divine beasts is a powerful person!"
Speaking of this, a hint of anger flashed in Yang Mu's eyes: "But now there are only three divine beasts left, and the Vermilion Bird has fallen. I heard that the Vermilion Bird was murdered by a team named Longyan during Nirvana. Now the whole hell is life and death.
At the moment of crisis, this Longyan team actually killed the Suzaku Beast in order to do a mission. They are really bastards!"
As he was talking, Yang Mu stomped his feet hard.
It looked like that, as if he was going to step on this bastard Long Zhan team to death.
On the side, Li Yan's face was red as if he was about to ooze bleeding, but Yang Mu did not notice at this time. The rest of the Wuji tribe looked at Li Yan with a smile. As for the disciples of Guiyuan Sect
, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and laughed. It was obvious that Li Yan was the captain of Longyan team, and they also heard about it.
For a moment, Li Yan was even more embarrassed.
"Well, Yang Mu, maybe this Longyan team has any difficulties?"
Li Yan said awkwardly, but unexpectedly, Zhuque had such a high status in the eyes of the world. By accident, Master Li became the target of thousands of people.
Hearing Li Yan's voice, Yang Mu glared and gritted his teeth, "I have a big problem. When the four great beasts were at their peak, they were all super masters of the hermit level, especially Lord Zhuque, who is
The fire-type divine beast second only to the Phoenix, with the power of the Suzaku, a large-scale magic forbidden spell was cast, and tens of millions of zombie monsters were completely burned to ashes."
"A master of this important now was actually attacked to death by the shameless Longyan team. Do you think they are bastards?"
"Uh, Yang Mu, where is Motianling? Is it like this now?"
Seeing that Li Yan's face became redder and red, Douglas, who was beside him, quickly changed the topic. (To be continued.)