I saw the Holy Son of the Dragon running alone in front, followed by a large number of strong human beings chasing him. His posture was indeed a bit funny!
However, he can only run around a space and must not go beyond the scope of the formation avenue, otherwise the cracks around him will be enough to swallow his life.
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Deep in the wild world.
The Holy Lord of the Monster Clan stood in his cave, looking deeply ahead.
In front of me is a huge furnace, surrounded by scalding hot magma. This magma is enough to burn everything in the world!
"call!"
A majestic force passed by, and a man in coarse linen clothes stood at the back, bending down respectfully.
"Meet the Holy Lord."
"Has there been any news from Kunpeng? How is the situation in the Savage City? How far has the battle progressed?"
The man in sackcloth reported truthfully.
"Reporting to the Holy Lord, news has been sent back. The battle in the Savage City has not started yet."
"What did you say? It hasn't started yet? Are you sure?"
The Holy Lord of the Demon Clan suddenly turned around and stared directly at the man in sackcloth, making the man in sackcloth tremble.
"It's true... I'm sure, the news was just sent back, it can't be wrong!"
"Kunpeng has been galloping for a day and a night. This news cannot be false. Those human cultivators have already assembled, but they have not launched an offensive. They seem to be waiting for something."
The man in linen clothes was also confused.
Judging from the time, the opponent should have launched an attack long ago, and it definitely should not be like this.
After listening to the words of the man in sackcloth, the Holy Lord of the Demon Race also fell into deep thought, his eyes were very deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Lord Holy Lord, what are those cunning human cultivators doing? Why haven't they launched an attack for so long? This is not like their style!"
"In previous wars, they liked to launch attacks with lightning speed. Why did they do this this time?"
The Holy Lord of the Monster Race slowly shook his head.
"I don't know, but it must be what the three Heavenly Lords meant."
"What do the three Heavenly Lords mean?"
The man in linen clothes looked puzzled.
"Yes, except for those three Heavenly Lords, no one can give orders to so many powerful human beings."
"The Land of the Gods, didn't they join the war this time? The final leaders must be the three Heavenly Lords, and it is the three Heavenly Lords who are controlling the situation."
"According to previous intelligence, although Immortal Hao Miao is now the leader of those human cultivators, he is just a chess piece and a puppet. The three Celestials are the final controllers."
The man in linen clothes nodded heavily, he believed in this truth.
"Then Lord Holy Lord, we...should we remind Lord Holy Lady to make them more vigilant and not to fall into the tricks of those human cultivators?"
"Those guys have so many twists and turns in their stomachs that if you're not careful, you'll fall into their trap."
The man in linen was full of eagerness, especially when he mentioned the girl in red.
If it weren't for the fact that he was so needed here, he would have followed the girl in red!
After all, he was worried about leaving the safety of the girl in red to Alpha!
The Holy Lord of the Demon Clan still shook his head.
"No, Wan'er knows what to do. She knows what to do and won't be the first to attack."
"If I guess correctly, Wan'er should be trying her best to strengthen the defensive formations and spiritual power turrets of the Savage City. Taking the initiative is not her style."
The face of the Holy Lord of the Monster Race was full of confidence.
I know very well what kind of character my daughter is like. She is extremely stable!
Otherwise, I would not dare to entrust this important responsibility to her.
However, what the Holy Lord of the Demon Clan didn't expect was that even though he had already spoken to this extent, the man in sackcloth was still unwilling to give up.
"Lord Holy Lord, although I say this, we cannot take it lightly. What if something goes wrong?"
"Of course nothing will go wrong with the Holy Lady, but there is no guarantee that things like the Dragon Saint Son will not go wrong. What if they do something wrong?"
The man in sackcloth directly targeted the Holy Son of Dragon and other saints and saints.
"They have always been at odds with the human cultivators of the Tianji Sect. If we don't keep it together, they will be in trouble before the war."
"If the two sides start a war because of their difficulties, it will be a big trouble!"
After all, the man in sackcloth still doesn't believe in the saints and saints of his own tribe, especially the dragon saint!
I just don’t know how the Holy Son of Dragon would feel when he heard these words. He would probably curse loudly!
Good guy, you are really the one who is sitting on the blame at home. Why did you come from the sky to just point out yourself? Do you think you have an extra head than others?
After listening to what Mai Yi said, the Holy Lord of the Monster Race sighed helplessly. What Mai Yi was worried about was exactly what he was worried about.
As the saying goes, internal turmoil is the most terrifying thing. By then, before others attack, your own side will be in chaos.
"I have no choice but to hope that those guys can grow some brains, and I believe Wan'er can handle all this."
"I gave them a death order before I left. As long as they have a little bit of brains, they won't do anything earth-shaking."
"The big bosses of their respective ethnic groups are also here. They still know the importance of this matter."
In the end, the Holy Lord of the Monster Clan could only place his hope on the girl in red and those big monsters.
Because if the Tianji faction's combat power is sent to the barbaric city, such troubles will definitely be inevitable, and there is no way around it.
After the Holy Lord of the Monster Race finished speaking, the face of the man in sackcloth was twisted together, as ugly as if he had eaten shit.
Oh my god, he has already said this, why is the Holy Lord of the Demon Clan still not in a hurry? The key is that he is not in a hurry, he is in a hurry!
"Lord Holy Lord, I..."
Before the man in sackcloth finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Holy Lord of the Demon Clan.
"I know what you are thinking, but you don't have to think about it anymore. I can't agree to it."
"But……"
"It's nothing to worry about. The Savage City has its own troubles, and we also have our own troubles. It's better to take your thoughts back."
"If you arrive in the Savage City now, what will happen to the situation here? Don't you want our demon clan's bones to recover as soon as possible?"
"If their recovery time is delayed any longer, everything will be difficult to predict. Those Tianzun will not leave us too much time."
The Holy Lord of the Monster Tribe patted the sackcloth man on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.
Ever since the girl in red left, the man in sackcloth seemed to have lost his soul and was absent-minded all day long.