Nangong Ye frowned and said: "Why do you say that our Luoya Holy Kingdom is not the opponent of the Mowu Sect? You know, this time we have united with the Tu Dao Underworld Emperor, the Lord of Connections and our Luoya Holy Kingdom to attack the Mowu Sect.
No matter how strong Wumen is, it will still be difficult to resist."
Nangong Ye is not afraid of being exposed. Anyway, tomorrow is the day when the Mowu Clan will be launched. Even if this old man spreads the word that the Holy Kingdom of Luo Ya is about to attack the Mowu Sect, I am afraid it will only be regarded as a conspiracy theory.
The white-haired man smiled and said: "Nangong Ye, don't you understand what I mean? The master of connections has betrayed you! This is a war destined to end with your failure!"
Nangong Ye was even more surprised after hearing this, "Impossible! How could the Human Emperor betray us? It's really ridiculous. The Human Emperor and his father are close friends, and they are also disciples of Old Man Luoxing, how could he betray us?
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"You guys are clearly trying to confuse people with your lies, intending to sow discord and destroy the relationship between us and the Human Emperor? What exactly do you mean by doing this?"
The white-haired man sighed: "Why should I lie to you? The person who knows that guy best in the world is me. If I can't see through him, then no one else in the world can see through him.
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Nangong Ye did not think that the white-haired man was a good person. After all, he was just a stranger who appeared suddenly. Who would trust a passerby for no reason?
"Since you make it sound like you know everything. Well, follow me to the Taiya City Palace to see my father. Since you want to stop us from sending demonic troops, then go and tell your father in person and see what he does.
Answer you." Nangong Ye said.
The white-haired man shook his head and said: "I am already half dead. I cannot show my face. If I am discovered by that guy, the consequences will probably be more serious than Luo Ya's destruction of the country."
"That's nonsense!" Nangong Ye said sternly, "Who are you?"
The white-haired man said: "It doesn't matter who I am. Nangong Ye, go back and tell Nangong Ming not to send troops! If you don't listen to me, Luo Ya will die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everything around Nangong Ye changed again, returning to the empty dark night sky, and the white-haired man had disappeared.
Nangong Ye looked around, with a hint of confusion in his vigilance, "Who is this person? Why does he say that the leader of the network is a traitor? If it is really as he said..."
"No!" Nangong Ye shook his head violently, cutting off such dangerous thoughts, "Let's go back to Taiya City first and discuss this matter with my father and Old Man Luoxing."
Nangong Ye left the underworld and returned to Taiya Palace.
It was night, and in the brightly lit hall, Nangong Ming asked, "Ye'er, how did you do with the things I asked you to do today?"
Tomorrow is October 19th, and even Nangong Ming can't keep calm in his heart.
Nangong Ye said: "Tu Dao Minghuang has organized his troops and will come to Taiya tomorrow."
Nangong Ming smiled and said: "That's good, everything is ready now, all we need is the east wind!"
Nangong Ye said: "But father, I met a very strange person on the way back."
"Who is it?" Nangong Ming said.
Nangong Ye said: "I don't know his identity, but this guy said some very amazing things."
Old Man Luoxing asked: "What did he say?"
Nangong Ye said: "This person said that the leader of the network is a traitor and told us not to send troops to attack the Mowu Sect, otherwise the country will be destroyed."
"Yang Ming is a traitor?" Old Man Luoxing was shocked, "Did that person really say that?"
Nangong Ye nodded.
"Is Yang Ming really a traitor?" Old Man Luoxing's mind was spinning with thoughts, "If Yang Ming was really a traitor, then he should have colluded with the Master of the Mowu Sect, the Great Demon Emperor, the Master of the Tianmai Pulse and others, and even
Tu Dao Underworld Emperor is also on their side. If we send troops to attack Mowumen tomorrow, we will jump into the pit of fire. The Holy Kingdom is in danger!"
Nangong Ming was also trembling all over, and couldn't help but feel terrified. If the master of the network really rebelled, then Nangong Ming's perfect plan would become a joke.
On the surface, the Luoya Empire deliberately declared war on the Tianwu Sect, but in fact it sent troops to the Mowu Sect. Not only was this not a good strategy for both advancement and retreat, but it was also a ridiculous plan that pushed itself into the abyss of death.
"Senior brother, he won't betray us, right?" Nangong Ming said in surprise.
Old Man Luo Xing said: "Be careful with your ten-thousand-year ship. Tomorrow, be cautious in everything! Although Yang Ming is your senior brother, he has lived in the Mowu Sect for a long time. No one can predict whether his heart has changed.
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"What does the teacher mean, we will stand still on October 19th?" Nangong Ming asked.
Old Man Luo Xing nodded and said: "This is related to the survival of our Holy Kingdom, we must act cautiously."
"But if we missed this opportunity, we don't know how long we have to wait." Nangong Ming was unwilling to accept it. He had waited for seven million years. Now he was very impatient and eager to rise.
Few people can understand Nangong Ming's mood. A large part of the reason why he became so anxious was actually because of Li Hanxue.
It can be said that Nangong Ming watched Li Hanxue grow up. More than 20 years ago, Li Hanxue failed to rescue Su Xiaoya in Taiya City. At that time, he was just a wild warrior. But just over 20 years later, Li Hanxue suddenly became a warrior.
The eighth-level dragon king! He is about to join the ranks of top masters.
Such a terrifying speed of cultivation was shocking. This was also the source of Nangong Ming's inner anxiety. He saw many young masters like Li Hanxue springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain. Each one was like a future supreme, with soaring momentum.
Unable to contain.
In this era, there are too many geniuses and too many masters. Nangong Ye has been alive for seven million years and has never seen anything like this before.
So he knows that if he doesn't change now and doesn't become the Supreme as soon as possible, one day many descendants will emerge from the sky to compete in the Nebula Nebula. At that time, Nangong Ye will once again be reduced to a supporting role in history, and his dream of being an emperor will once again be shattered.
Become empty.
And this "one day" may be within the next few decades!
Old Man Luoxing could also understand the urgency in Nangong Ming's heart. He patted Nangong Ming's shoulder and said: "Tomorrow, haste makes waste. Everything should not be done too hastily. Even if we miss this era, we still have a chance to rise.
If we fail this time and destroy the country, we will never have a chance again."
Nangong Ming remained silent. He was still unwilling to give up like this, "Ye'er, is there any way you can find that person and ask him to come to Taiya City to talk to my father in detail?"
Nangong Ye shook his head, "This man is elusive. I don't know where he is now."
"The origin of this person is unknown and very strange. Who could he be?" Nangong Ming murmured, "Ye'er, project that person's appearance and let us see."
"Yes, Father." Nangong Ye touched the sky, and a white cloud opened, and then a white-haired man with a scholarly temperament appeared in front of Nangong Ming and Old Man Luoxing.
The moment Nangong Ming and Old Luo Xing saw the white-haired man, they both looked shocked and couldn't help shouting: "Su Xun!"