"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Ye. In fact, we are here to apologize to you on behalf of the Tianlong Dynasty."
The God of Defeat rolled his eyes and took the initiative to say.
Ye Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a half-smile: "It's easy to apologize, but I will discuss it with you, the Emperor, when the time comes."
Baitian God General did not hear the expulsion in Ye Xuan's mouth. He cupped his hands and said, "Then I won't disturb Young Master Ye."
Ye Xuan said calmly: "Remember to bring a message to the emperor. At this time today, the Huangji Immortal Sect returns to Zhongxuan Mountain."
"Young Master Ye's words will definitely be brought to you intact." Baitian God General responded with a smile: "Then I'll take my leave first."
"Go." Ye Xuan waved his hand.
Without saying a word, the defeated god general fled quickly with five thousand defeated soldiers.
The powerful men from the Ten Thousand Weapons Saint Sect and the Medicine Pavilion remained silent from beginning to end, their faces extremely pale, and followed closely behind the five thousand defeated heavenly army.
In that look, there is no trace of the toughness from before.
When Baitian God General said before that he could change his mind at any time, the powerful men of the Ten Thousand Weapons Saint Sect and the Medicine Pavilion still felt that Baitian God General's behavior was disgusting.
However, after seeing today's battle, they would never have such thoughts again.
Ye Xuan...
Absolutely not to be messed with!
This is their only thought now.
They saw with their own eyes the duel between two immortal weapons of the Great Emperor, and saw with their own eyes tens of thousands of disciples of the Lieyang Heavenly Sect being killed with one sword.
I saw with my own eyes that the sect leader Qi Tianyu was annihilated at the hands of Ye Xuan.
I saw with my own eyes the patron saint of Lieyang Tianzong, fleeing in panic when faced with Ye Xuan, and obediently retreated into his lair.
What else are they here to support?
Come to die?
"Do you still think there is something wrong with what I said before?"
After leaving Zhongxuan Mountain for at least a million miles, Baitian God General slowed down and spoke slowly.
These words were naturally addressed to the people of the Ten Thousand Weapons Saint Sect and the Medicine Pavilion.
"The general has foresight, the Emperor has foresight..." Ying Shu, the elder of the Ten Thousand Weapons Sacred Sect, said with a bitter look on his face.
"I was rude earlier." An Yunfeng, the elder of the Medicine Pavilion, said with a pale face and absentmindedly.
The performance of the other powerful men in the Medicine Pavilion and the Ten Thousand Weapons Saint Sect was similar to the two of them, and they were all shocked.
"For the sake of all the seniors who are also in the Tianlong Dynasty, I would like to say one more thing. Many people will die in the battlefield. The life and death struggle in the cultivation world is more serious than the battlefield. It is normal for people to die. Don't do it because of the so-called
The death of the Holy Son will lead to self-destruction..." Baitian God General said slowly.
These words made the members of the Ten Thousand Weapons Saint Sect and the Medicine Pavilion look extremely ugly.
They naturally know what Defeating God General means.
Even if the defeated god general didn't tell them, they would understand.
It's just that it would be even more shameless to say such a thing.
"General Xie reminded me that our sect will consider this matter carefully." The white-haired old man from the Ten Thousand Weapons Saint Sect said slowly.
Defeat God General clasped his fists slightly and said nothing more.
To be honest, his back was soaked with cold sweat at this moment.
As one of the three great generals of the Tianlong Dynasty, he has experienced so many battles, big and small, but he has never been as fearful as he is today.
The young man named Ye Xuan is the real general. It seems that nothing can make him emotional.
The defeating god will admire him in his heart.
At the same time, he also understood why His Majesty the Human Emperor was so unconcerned about the life and death of the Eighth Prince.
In comparison, the life of a prince is not worthy to be compared with that of an ancient dynasty.
He will tell everything about today's events to His Majesty the Emperor.
…
The three forces of the Tianlong Dynasty, the Ten Thousand Weapons Saint Sect, and the Medicine Pavilion, disappeared as quickly as they came.
At the same time, a line of coffin bearers who had never appeared before emerged from the darkness.
Eight muscular men wearing short black shirts carrying two overlapping coffins appeared in the eyes of Ye Xuan and others.
"Pallbearers..."
When seeing these eight people, Demon Emperor Wu Ai whispered softly.
It seems that the lineage of coffin bearers has not been born for a long, long time.
Now that he appeared here, she was quite surprised.
"What are they doing here?" Xiongtun couldn't help but whisper.
Eight ordinary-looking men, carrying two coffins, stood in front of the mountain gate of Lieyang Tianzong.
"Who asked for the sword coffin?" one of the men said loudly.
Ye Xuan glanced at the direction to the west and said slowly: "Don't worry."
The eight coffin bearers stood there, motionless, like sculptures.
The aura on their bodies is also very strange, and they cannot sense their cultivation level at all.
But they rushed from the distant Xiling to Zhongxuan Mountain overnight.
Boo hoo hoo——
At this moment, bursts of sound breaking through the air came from the west direction.
boom--
A burly young man full of evil aura descended on the ground. He slowly stood up straight on his legs. He looked at Ye Xuan and said respectfully: "Master."
The person who came was none other than Li Kuangtu.
Boo hoo hoo——
After Li Kuangtu arrived, Zhou Zihuang, Lu Tiangang, Hua Yunchang, and Zhou Chaolong also arrived.
"Father……"
On Donghuang Island, seeing the arrival of Zhou Zihuang and others, Zhou Youwei's beautiful eyes lit up and she flew away from Donghuang Island.
Ye Xuan landed on the ground first, nodded and said hello, and then said: "Where is the body of old man Ning?"
"Here." Li Kuangtu handed the small coffin in his hand to Ye Xuan.
"Ye Xuan, is the matter over yet?" Zhou Zihuang looked around and couldn't help but ask.
On the way here, they felt the terrifying waves. When they originally planned to speed up, they were forced to stop by the terrifying sound waves and wait for them to disappear before flying back. here.
It seems to be over now?
"It's over." Ye Xuan nodded slightly, took the small coffin, and said slowly: "You guys wait here for me."
As he spoke, Ye Xuan walked towards the eight coffin bearers with a small coffin, spread his right hand and said, "Bury this person in a sword coffin."
"Okay." The first coffin bearer on the left nodded slightly.
boom--
The next moment, the rotten wood coffin above flew into the sky, and the lid of the sword coffin below slowly opened.
The small coffin in Ye Xuan's right hand flew towards the sword coffin and fell into it.
Silently, the sword coffin was closed.
The rotten wood coffin is still suspended in the sky, slowly rotating.
After the eight coffin bearers put Ning Zongtang's body into the sword coffin, they jumped into the air and circled around Zhongxuan Mountain.
"Father, ancestor."
At this moment, Zhou Youwei had flown in front of Zhou Zihuang and said softly.
"Xiao Youwei."
Seeing Zhou Youwei, Zhou Chaolong and others were slightly relieved.
Just now, they didn't see Zhou Youwei, and their hearts were a little pounding, but now they are completely relieved.
"Ye Xuan, are they going to carry away Uncle Ning's body?" Lu Tiangang frowned as he watched the eight coffin bearers leave.
Ye Xuan walked to a few people, shook his head slightly and said, "They are looking for a suitable burial place for Old Man Ning."