The next moment, the Holy Lord of the Monster Race waved his hand, and the scene in the void in front of him changed instantly, and everything in the wild city appeared before his eyes.
The Holy Lord of the Monster Race first glanced at the four immortals in the front row, and then his eyes fell on Ye Fan.
"Whether we can make a comeback from the desperate situation this time depends on you, little guy."
"I hope you can improve your realm and strength as soon as possible and reach the peak height of your previous life or even the supreme level."
"Although the chances are still slim, I am unwilling to give up. I hope you will not disappoint everyone's expectations."
Obviously, not only Bai Yu and Zishuang Immortal regard Ye Fan as the hope of the Beidou Star Territory and even the starry sky of the universe, but also the Holy Lord of the Monster Race does the same?
There is no way, the brilliance of the Immortal Lord of Life and Death in the previous life is too dazzling, enough to cover thousands or even ten thousand years!
So far, everyone is still willing to believe in Ye Fan again and believe that he can survive from desperate situations.
Kunpeng on the other side walked out of the cave with a depressed face. In order to get here as quickly as possible, his legs almost broke, but he didn't expect such a result.
"I really don't know what the Holy Lord is thinking. When did he become such a Buddhist?"
"Did I convey the order incorrectly just now? There's nothing wrong with it! I don't understand, I really don't understand."
Kunpeng thought over and over again, but couldn't find any flaw in his words.
Just when Kunpeng was feeling extremely distressed, an inappropriate voice came over.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are so brave. You dare to talk about the Holy Lord behind his back. How many brains do you have."
"If the words you just said are heard by the Holy Lord, it is estimated that not only you, but also your tribe will be in bad luck."
Kunpeng raised his head fiercely, and what came into view was the Holy Son of Qilin, the Holy Son of Dragon and others.
Qilin lowered his head respectfully.
"See Son, Saint."
In terms of strength, there is no need for him to bow to the juniors in front of him.
But there is no way, who makes me the top being of the younger generation of the demon clan?
The Holy Lord of the Monster Clan also has high hopes for them. In addition, the ancestors of the Human Clan are really powerful and he cannot afford to offend them.
"Didn't you just say something exciting? Now keep talking!"
"After you finish speaking, we will go to see the Holy Lord together. I wonder what kind of punishment the Holy Lord will punish you after learning about it?"
The Dragon Saint Son sneered and looked at Kunpeng as if he were looking at a dead person.
I have to say that this guy is really brave, even he doesn't dare to say anything behind his back.
"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, I definitely didn't mean that!"
"Even if you give me 100 courages, I don't dare to talk about the Holy Master behind his back. I hope you can see clearly that I am really wronged."
After hearing the words of the Holy Son of Dragon, Kunpeng instantly became wilted and hurriedly begged for mercy.
If these guys really bring me to the presence of the Holy Lord of the Monster Race, I don't need to think about it to know that my end will not be much better.
"You still know? But don't tell us whether you are unjust or not? The Holy Lord will make his own judgment."
As the Dragon Saint Son spoke, he directly grabbed Kunpeng's wings and pulled him into the cave without any explanation.
This almost scared Kunpeng to death, and he begged for mercy in a hurry.
"Holy Son, spare your life, Holy Son, please spare your life. I will never dare to do that again. I will never dare to do that again."
"For the sake of my loyalty to our demon clan, please give me another chance. I really can't go see the Holy Lord!"
Kunpeng's heart-rending howl rang out from the dense forest here. If he saw the Holy Lord, he would be dead.
At the critical moment, the Holy Son of the Qilin Tribe raised his hand.
"Want a chance?"
"Think about it, of course I will."
Kunpeng nodded hurriedly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
"Then tell us, what exactly happened in the Savage City? What did you report to the Holy Lord this time?"
Holy Son Qilin got straight to the point, all this was just a trap they set for Kunpeng.
After all, according to the rules, they are not qualified to know all this, but now that Kunpeng has the handle in their hands, everything will be a different matter.
Sure enough, when he heard this, Kunpeng's expression changed instantly and his head shook like a wavy drum.
"No, no, this... I really can't tell you this!"
"This is a confidential matter, I can only report it to the Holy Lord!"
"It seems that you won't be able to cry until you reach the Yellow River. If you don't want to die, you won't cry until you see the coffin. Okay, then go see the Holy Lord."
The Dragon Holy Son started the action again, but the Kirin Holy Son just closed his eyes slightly and didn't pay too much attention to it.
After thinking about it for a while, Kun Pengya gritted his teeth and could only accept it. Anyway, he would die anyway.
"I said, I said, I said, isn't it okay?"
"Then tell me quickly, we don't have that much time to spend with you here!"
"The Savage City is under attack!"
Upon hearing this, the saints and saints present were startled.
It seemed that their guess was good. The war was really coming. The Holy Son of Qilin rushed forward in one stride.
"What kind of combat power is there on the other side? Are they the human cultivators from the Nether World, or all the human cultivators from the Beidou Star Territory?"
"No, no, when I left the Savage City, the people on the opposite side were from the Land of Gods."
"What?"
"What?"
"What?"
Everyone was shocked and turned pale. Upon closer inspection, the Dragon Saint even took two steps back in horror.
Although they have never had a peak battle, they have heard of the name of the Land of Gods.
None of those who can enter the land of gods are weaklings, they are all top monsters among human cultivators.
And after entering the land of gods, one's own realm and strength will develop dramatically, and one can be called the top combat power among human cultivators.
"Did you read it wrong? Why would the Land of Gods take action against us? Don't they like to use other human races as cannon fodder?"
"What's going on now? Suddenly my conscience is discovered?"
The Dragon Saint Son shook his head violently, not believing these words, and the same was true for the other Saint Sons and Saints.
After all, there have been so many wars between humans and monsters before, and the Land of Gods has never intervened.
Because in the eyes of those Heavenly Lords, the lives of human cultivators in the Beidou Star Territory are not worth mentioning at all.
No matter how much they lose, it is only their own business, what does it have to do with them?
"Holy Son, how dare I joke about this matter? You must believe me!"
"It's really the fighting power of the land of gods. I can't be wrong about it, and I don't dare to deceive you!"
Kunpeng really wanted to die, so why didn't anyone believe him when he told the truth?
