"The way to gather people is not as simple as you think."
"Not everyone can possess the power to defeat ten thousand men with one force. That is the dividing line between a genius and a mortal."
Looking at the embarrassment of the Dragon Holy Land disciples in the distance, Hong Yuan leisurely picked up the tea cup and took a sip to warm his throat.
At this moment, he was in the Ice-armored Python Cave, sitting quietly on the mat sipping tea.
Next to him, the Juhong Battle Flag floated in the air, releasing blue light and providing him with images based on Zi Qi's field of vision.
The flag acts as a camera to some extent.
On the screen, these disciples of the Dragon Holy Land were beaten to the point of being overwhelmed and miserable.
But in fact, Hong Yuan knew that they were not as bad as they seemed now.
But in a certain aspect, the person who competed with them, the disciples of the Dragon Holy Land, was Hong Yuan.
With his current strength, he himself doesn't know exactly where he has reached it.
But it is obviously more than enough to deal with this group of extremely proud Dragon Holy Land disciples.
…
Outside the Frost River, dozens of great demon cultivators were struggling to move in and out.
Onlookers were all amazed.
Not only did he admire the strength of the Lingku Sea Legion, but he also admired the power of Hong Yuan from the side.
"Each of these visitors has the strength of a fourth-level demon or even a fifth-level demon, but now they are not even qualified to enter the Frost River, tsk tsk."
"Who says otherwise? I heard that they are still disciples of Dragon Holy Land. From this point of view, we have made the right move by taking refuge in Xuanguang Bridge. We have to hold on tight..."
"Xuanguang Qiao is also a disciple of the Dragon Holy Land. He still has to pass the test of Li Jianqiu. If he fails, it will be just a 'wretched year spent pressing the golden thread, struggling to make a wedding dress for others.'"
"..."
The bystanders were talking and talking non-stop.
They are all representatives of the major forces in the east of the Endless Sea, and they all came here because of the battle between Xuanguang Bridge and Li Jianqiu.
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Not only that, even the big forces that are not part of the demon realm of Qinglong Tianjing Tower also have demons coming to watch.
The endless sea is too big.
Even the Battle of Ten Thousand Realms is divided into four areas, namely Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu Tianjinglou Demon Realm.
"In ancient times, there was an unknown horned ant that swept across the four directions and took over the demon realm. I wonder if there will be a peerless genius this time who can repeat this feat!"
An old turtle repairman with white hair suddenly felt something and sighed softly.
Que Xiu, who had flaming red wings on his back, glanced at Hu Xiu on the left, only to find that Hu Xiu was also looking at him.
Coincidentally, they both smiled at the same time.
"You greedy fellows, even one Tianjing Tower cannot satisfy your appetite, be careful to choke to death!"
boom!
Boom!
Ahead, a demon cultivator from the Holy Land of Dragons was defeated and driven out of the core area of Lingku Sea.
If they were not disciples of the Dragon Holy Land, they would be killed on the spot and turned into nutrients for the growth of Ju Hong Zhan Zi Zi Qi, adding material to Hong Yuan's practice.
On the flying boat, the leader of the team, the Elder Xingshan Demon Saint, looked at the group of chicken-looking disciples with an expressionless expression.
He said nothing, but he put tremendous pressure on these disciples.
Behind the flying boat, Ji Qingxue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, thinking to herself: "Xuanguang Bridge cannot defeat these idiots, Li Jianqiu, but they are not something you guys can handle either!"
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…
At dusk, the sun sets.
The falling geese are floating in the sunset clouds, the picture is so beautiful.
The monsters in the Lingku Sea were excited, looking forward to Li Jianqiu's arrival.
"Zi!—Zi!"
Under everyone's attention, the space in the sky began to crack.
A red dragon claw stretched out and pulled hard on the black seam.
Along with the sound of space cracking, a red dragon tore through the space, jumped out of it, and volleyed on the spot.
Buzzing... waves of terrifying air spread from the red dragon and swept in all directions, making it difficult for the demons to open their eyes and had to use their demon power to resist the invasion of the wind and waves.
With a flash of red light, the red dragon disappeared, leaving only Li Jianqiu.
Li Jianqiu was wearing a bright red coat and holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand. She walked towards Hong Yuan with a light step.
The evening breeze blew up her hair, and the silver jewelry she carried made a very pleasant sound.
Hong Yuan, on the other hand, still looks like a noble boy with a white scarlet boy, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a black robe with gold trim.
When they get along together, the two actually show a harmonious atmosphere.
"Are you sure that Xuan Guangqiao and Li Jianqiu are here to fight, not to contract a Taoist couple?" The pretty cat demon looked hesitant.
"Haha, Xuan Guangqiao is just a facade. He, a despicable boy, wants to be compared with Senior Sister Jianqiu? What a dream." Renault yelled fiercely.
"What a perfect match for a handsome man, a talented woman, and a beautiful woman. Even if you, a monster like you, are going to oppose you, you won't even look at how much you weigh." Ji Qingxue said in a sour voice.
Outside the court, the Lucky Demon Saint's lips were slightly raised, and he had a plan in mind.
Think about defeat before thinking about victory.
Regardless of whether Li Jianqiu will win or not, the Lucky Demon Sage plans to lay eggs by letting Li Jianqiu hide in the light of the flood source to strengthen himself, and strike at the last moment to seal the victory.
Being the leader of the alliance for three years is a foregone conclusion. Even if Li Jianqiu fails, there is still a chance to get rid of Hongyuan's influence.
"It's just that Jianqiu has a strong temper. I hope she won't be too aggressive."
The Lucky Demon Saint sighed softly in his heart, "It is not good to treat anyone as an idol. It is absolutely unacceptable to actually regard the false Taiyin Saint Han Jiuming as an idol."
Dusk has passed, and the moon quietly climbs into the sky, takes over the work of the sun, and begins to release its light.
The cold and misty moonlight shines above the sea, making Hong Yuan and Li Jianqiu's temperaments more refined and unlike ordinary monsters.
"Xuanguang Bridge, long time no see." Li Jianqiu called softly, and Hong Yuan looked up.
Li Jianqiu's face was cold, his head was slightly raised, and his pride was evident.
It is true that, at such a young age, she has achieved the status of Taoist seed, and her future can be said to be bright.
Even when Xuan Jiao Demon Saint was young, he was slightly inferior to her.
It would be weird if today's Li Jianqiu didn't have enough confidence in himself.
Li Jianqiu picked up the oil-paper umbrella and turned it gently. She made out ripples one after another, which were very beautiful.
She said calmly: "Join my army of red luck and build a great cause together. If you join, everything in the past will disappear, and I will grant you the position of the first military leader under my command. You can keep what you gain from the Azure Dragon Demon Realm."
"Interesting." Hong Yuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a smile on his face, "Thank you for your love."
The Juhong Battle Flag Daozhong was summoned by Hong Yuan, and with his hands clasped, he danced a gun flower.
"But you shouldn't have come here."
"Humph, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!"
Bang... bang bang!
There were multiple bangs, and Li Jianqiu was the first to attack.
Under the moonlight, her figure is flying, dreamy and picturesque, like a beauty under the moon.
But the thick black clouds of tribulation were telling her of her danger.