The Great Elder originally thought that his identity as the Anzi of the Pantheon could protect him.
However, now that he saw the serious envoys of the temples being beaten into useless pieces by Han Yang, he was so frightened that his eyes nearly popped out of his sockets.
"Madman... you two madmen..."
He was really frightened.
In his mind, the temples are the supreme existence.
Otherwise, he would not have become the secret son of the temples as the elder of the main temple of the sacred monument.
Han Yang and Li Xuanyu's unscrupulous slaughter of the envoys of the temples was madness in his eyes!
"It seems that you are of no use to me anymore..."
Han Yang's voice was indifferent, without any emotion.
Zheng!
The sound of the heavenly voice sounded, causing the great elder's soul to tremble.
"No……"
He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make any sound. He could only watch helplessly as a wine sword was slashed towards him.
puff!
The sword light passed by and the head flew up.
This powerful fifth-level true king with dual identities was killed with a sword.
Chu Xing's head dropped lower.
The purple-veined leader swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his eyes full of fear.
When I first met Han Yang and Li Xuanyu, I thought they were just little sheep with extraordinary talents.
Who would have thought that these two people were prehistoric ferocious beasts that chose people to devour!
Lingji Holy Sect!
The Holy Treasure Showcase!
The main hall of the sacred monument!
The true masters of the three major forces were almost killed by two people!
In the real world, such a monster has not appeared for many years.
Just when the leader of Purple Vein was still stunned, Han Yang's eyes fell on him, and he was suddenly shocked, thinking that Han Yang was going to kill him too.
"Can the treasure holy sect's true fruit inventory be found in these people?"
Seeing that he was not meant to kill him, the leader of Zi Pulse was relieved.
But when he heard Han Yang's question clearly, he shuddered again.
It's not enough to kill people, they also need to take wealth!
Looking at the corpses on the ground from the corner of his eye, he didn't have the courage to refuse Han Yang.
"No...it's not on them...when they go into battle, they don't bring the true fruit inventory. This is the rule of the Holy Sect. The true fruit inventory is still in the camp..."
This answer made Han Yang slightly disappointed.
When Chu Xing saw Han Yang's expression, he realized that something was wrong with him.
Immediately and diligently began to collect loot.
On this battlefield, more than a thousand people died, including many fourth-level true kings.
Even if there is no inventory of the Holy Sect, there is still a lot of real fruit!
After a full stick of incense, Chu Xing finished counting the real fruits and sent them to Han Yang.
"One thousand, two hundred and thirteen...the harvest is pretty good..."
Han Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Although he failed to obtain the inventory of three sects, more than a thousand real fruits were enough to help him advance to the eighth level of real life, which was not a small amount.
Li Xuanyu didn't care about this.
After this killing, the strange soul in her body began to stir again, so she had to drink ice drunk to suppress the soul!
"Lead the way, let's go to the three major camps."
After pondering for a moment, Han Yang made a decision.
The purple-veined leader was troubled.
After all, there is still no way to escape!
It would be fine if the four leaders died in battle. Now, even the real fruit inventory cannot escape Han Yang's poisonous hands.
The fourth-level True Monarch only needs junior warriors to practice slowly to fill this hole.
But if the real fruit inventory is looted, it will not be so easy to collect again.
Finding the true fruit depends entirely on luck, and it may take thousands or even tens of thousands of years to recover the true fruit inventory that was looted by Han Yang.
But there was no room for rejection at this time.
If he dares to resist, if Han Yang becomes angry and kills all the warriors of the Guangxuanbao Holy Sect left in the true territory, the loss will be even greater.
At least the two current mythology disciples who stayed in the camp must not allow any mistakes!
After weighing the situation, the leader of Zimai could only serve him respectfully, like Chu Xing.
The leader of the Purple Vein of the Holy Sect of Xuanbao and Chu Xing, the envoy of the Divine Monument Hall, drove the sky boat towards the three major camps.
…
In the Xuanbao Holy Sect camp.
"Four of the five leaders' life talismans were broken into pieces?"
Yang Ran, the fourth-level True Lord who stayed behind at the camp, could hardly believe his eyes.
Looking at the dozen or so broken fortune talismans on the table, he felt as if he had been struck by thunder.
Didn't you say that you just went to capture two juniors who had just entered the real realm? How could you suffer such heavy losses?
The entire army of the fourth-level true king was wiped out, and only one of the five leaders remained.
This...what to do!
"No! We can't stay in this camp!"
Being able to cultivate to the fourth level of True Lord Realm, she would naturally not be stupid. She immediately realized that if she continued to stay in the camp, she might be taken advantage of.
Just when she stood up and was about to leave, a third-level true monarch beside her quickly reminded: "Luan Shinhwa is in retreat for promotion. If you leave at this time, if something happens to him, then..."
"Damn it!"
Only then did Yang Ran remember that Luan Yu, the current myth of the Xuan Bao Sheng Sect, was practicing in seclusion!
She can abandon the camp, but she cannot abandon the peerless disciple who has gone into seclusion.
Just when Yang Ran was at a loss, the sound transmission talisman vibrated.
"Purple Veined Leader?"
After seeing the message above clearly, Yang Ran felt relieved and told the others: "The leader has ordered me to form a defensive formation to protect the two living legends. He will return to the camp immediately. There is no need to worry..."
The powerful True Lords who had previously been in a swarm were relieved when they heard these words.
They left one after another to arrange the formation of defense.
After everyone left, Yang Ran murmured in a solemn voice: "Something's wrong... Five people set out together, and only one survived, but they ordered us to guard the camp?"
She vaguely guessed that something was wrong, but she was lucky and chose to believe in the leader of Purple Vein.
At least if you do this, you won't have to bear the responsibility of giving up the myths of the world.
Almost at the same time.
Those who stayed behind at the main hall of the sacred monument also saw the shattered life talisman of the great elder.
He doesn't have as many scruples as Yang Ran.
Immediately send an order to wake up everyone who is in retreat and prepare to evacuate.
But at this moment, a mysterious man shrouded in a cloak suddenly appeared in the camp.
I don’t know what the cloaked man had secretly talked with the left behind. In the end, the left behind sent a message to all the powerful True Lords to concentrate on guarding the myth of the world who was in retreat.
The three major forces met by fate and made three completely different choices.
Xuanbao Holy Sect chose to stay behind because the leader of Purple Vein sent a message.
The main hall of the monument is mysterious, because the cloaked man also chose to stay behind.
Only Lingji Holy Sect, because several high-level officials had already died one after another, had no scruples and chose to evacuate the camp and disperse to various places in the real realm.
…
Just when the East Territory of the True Realm was bustling with people due to Han Yang and Li Xuanyu, causing a stormy sea, two figures flew towards the East Territory from the Central Territory of the True Realm.
"Are you sure the disappearance is true? Don't let us go in vain..."
"Don't worry, the guy passed it on through a secret method before he died, and a divine descendant did appear..."
"Interesting... The gods have always been mysterious. Even if they die in battle, they will self-destruct when they are about to die and will not leave the body for us to study. If we can capture a lone god this time, we can get a lot of rewards...
"
The woman among the two seemed to be in high spirits.
But she didn't notice the coldness in her companion's eyes.
There are two major factions in the pantheon, one is closely related to the ancient tribe, and the other is biased towards the descendants of the gods.
The woman thought that her companion belonged to the ancient clan faction, but she didn't know... that he secretly belonged to the divine clan.