After the competition, the humans looked at Long Dahai, their eyes filled with admiration.
In their understanding, Long Dahai was a monk in the early stage of divine transformation. It was a miracle that he managed to draw in a battle with the late stage of divine transformation.
Zhang Tian was naturally very happy, but the outcome of this competition was somewhat unsatisfactory.
One late-stage monk who transformed into a god was seriously injured, one late-stage monk died, and four incarnations were destroyed.
These four incarnations all had spiritual weapons. After they were destroyed, the spiritual weapons were taken away and the original deity also suffered heavy injuries.
After nine battles, three wins and one draw, the human race secured four territories.
The strength of the Hai Clan is very strong, and even the monks of the Mo Jiao Clan did not go into battle personally.
Three of the great sea clans plus a sea snake clan made up the nine god-transformation monks, only one of whom was in the middle stage of god-transformation.
Three incarnations were destroyed, and one late-stage monk died.
The fight was very brutal, which was also the price of wanting a truce.
Facing a powerful opponent, it is unrealistic for the human race to stop the enemy without paying some price.
Now, the hatred of the Hai Clan must be kept in the bottom of our hearts and we must hold back our anger.
The two fused monks, Zhang Tian and Ji Mo, now looked at each other with smiles.
Jimo was the first to speak: "Senior Zhangtian, the competition is over. The Sea Clan will control its subordinates not to infringe on the Human Clan's territory within the agreed time."
Zhang Tian nodded, and then said: "I can still trust the credibility of the Mo Jiao clan. Now that the competition is over, I'll see you again, little friend Ji Mo."
Jimo said: "See you again when we are destined."
A war between the human race and the sea race seemed to be nothing in the words of the two fused monks.
With such understatement, a war involving tens of millions of lives has ceased.
A road paved with sea water appeared leaving Haiheng Mountain. This is Ji Mo's respect for the realm of palm and sky.
The palm sky released a ray of light, enveloping everyone, and flew out of Haiheng Mountain along this blue road.
After the humans left, the two Void Refining monks beside Jimo walked up to him.
"Sir, the human race is weak, why should we stop fighting?"
The questioner was a Void Refining monk from the Mojiao clan. He was a little confused about such a truce with the human race.
Hearing the words of the tribesmen, Jimo stretched out his hand to close Haihengshan's formation, and then said: "An unknown aura is in this space of the human race. Maybe a Mahayana monk from the human race has arrived."
"Mahayana monk!"
After hearing the news, all the sea people present fell silent.
Monks at this level are already considered the ceiling of combat power in the human world.
Even if they are in the waiting state, they are not necessarily stronger than Mahayana monks.
This is a realm with unknown strength. There were monks who used Mahayana cultivation in the spiritual world and could compete with immortals who came to the world without losing.
The aura of the human Mahayana monk is definitely not easily detected by Jimo, a fusion monk.
But now that the breath was sensed by him, it naturally meant a warning.
The origin of the war came from two fish-men races, and the dragon clan took this opportunity to rectify the sea clan.
Capturing these coastal territories is an extension of the means.
The purpose of occupying the land of two human states has been achieved, and there is no need to continue.
As a combined monk of the Mojiao clan, Ji Mo can handle this kind of thing by himself.
The current situation is acceptable to the clan.
Hearing that the Mahayana monks were nearby, the high-level monks from the Sea Clan immediately restrained their actions.
They were originally adapted to practicing in the sea. Apart from the novelty at first, they are no longer so curious.
The most important thing is to practice in a place full of spiritual energy.
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On the human side, Zhang Tian led everyone back to the defense camp easily.
He was satisfied with the performance of the human monks this time.
However, he also felt sorry for the monks who died in the competition.
"It is really a pity that you have been recruited to compete this time. A fellow Taoist has fallen."
The fallen monk in the late stage of divine transformation is approaching the end of his life. Participating in this competition is also a kind of hard work and dedication for the human race.
"He is a hero of our clan and he deserves to die."
Zhang Tian defined the monk's death as a hero.
No matter what purpose he had, the final outcome was indeed a contribution to the human race.
After his death, his family will receive the goodwill of the Immortal Alliance. Within the next thousand years, members of the clan with spiritual roots will be able to enter and practice in the Immortal Alliance controlled by the Immortal Alliance.
Of course, death compensation is also indispensable.
As for other defeated monks, there will also be compensation, which is enough to offset their disappeared incarnations.
As for Long Dahai and the four victorious monks, the compensation will naturally be more.
Long Dahai gave up control of his territory, and now it is his choice to control Zhanlan County and practice in a low-key manner.
After giving up their territory, the Immortal Alliance naturally came up with a lot of good things.
A list of options available to him was now being held in his hand and looked over.
Ruyan was beside her making tea to accompany her, acting like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law.
Everything on the list is a treasure.
There are even dozens of creation-level elixirs, but some of them are relatively low-level.
There is no rush to exchange things, just hand them over to the Immortal Alliance within three days, so there is still time.
Long Dahai needs to think carefully about what he needs.
"Yulongdongtian wants to speed up the progress of the Dragon Transformation Pond. What he needs is a monster that can transform into a dragon. Naturally, the Sea Tribe monks can do that."
Thinking of this, Long Dahai exchanged some sea monsters.
This was all obtained by the Immortal Alliance in the chaos of the Star Blue Sea.
Among them, Long Dahai even saw nearly a hundred blue-haired humanoid sea tribesmen.
The slender white body is Long Lan’s favorite.
In addition to exchanging these, Long Dahai exchanged some rare materials for his family.
Add some rare spiritual talismans and jade talismans for life-saving purposes.
The rest was exchanged for some more pills for improving one's cultivation.
In this competition, Long Dahai gained a lot.
At the very least, it can inspire some of the mysteries of this sea clan's inner elixir.
Give him a hundred years, maybe he can have an incarnation of the pseudo-refining realm.
While looking for the items they needed, Long Dahai and Ruyan communicated easily.
After the competition, the relationship between the two seemed to have improved a lot.
However, it was not easy for Long Dahai to do anything here with Grand Elder Zhang Tian.
But he knew that it was easy to gain Ruyan's trust.
Ruyan looked at Long Dahai, holding a bowl of tea and offering it to him.
Long Dahai took this opportunity to hold the beauty's little hand and test her reaction.
Ruyan's face was shy, but she did not dodge.
It is naturally very convenient to deal with this little girl with the blessing of chaotic aura and dragon energy.
What's more, Long Dahai himself is also a very handsome man with extraordinary temperament.
The two spent three days together in this bamboo forest.
Finally, Long Dahai chose what he needed and handed it over.
Before leaving, Zhang Tian called him in front of him.
Zhang Tian called Long Dahai, and naturally encouraged Long Dahai a few words, and then said: "I understand what that girl Ruyan is thinking. You have to take good care of Dahai in the future."
If a girl is not admitted to college, the same will be true if she has been educated for thousands of years.