The cruel man said in a low voice, "my father has something important to do, but it hasn't come."
"I see." Zhou Xuan's eyes flashed a complicated look. He seemed relieved and regretful. But he soon recovered and said calmly, "the movement of the demons is getting bigger and bigger. Now that the Marquis of Nanling has arrived, let's have a discussion."
"Good." All the saints answered in unison. They all arrived at about the same time. They were not very clear about the situation on the front line.
The so-called Shuai tent is not a real tent, but an ancient space treasure. From the outside, it is nothing special. When you enter it, you can find that it's just in time. It's a palace of several hectares in size. It's made of Xuan gold. Eight dragon shaped gold pillars support the backbone of the whole hall, which is no less than the real Qianyuan hall.
Zhou Xuan naturally sat on the throne, pointed to the first position on the left and said, "please take the seat of Nanling marquis."
Many people's faces changed when they heard the words, but no one raised any objection. Although the ruthless man is young, even very young, in other aspects, whether it is combat power, background, or the military strength brought by this time, the ruthless man is no less than the top holy places.
"Thank you very much."
The cruel man didn't refuse. He went straight to the seat and began to look around. This time, the call of the order of killing demons was really huge. Almost all the holy places of the three barren ancient sects came together, and all the strong men of the level of the LORD were sent out. Even a few old men were obscure, as if they were above the Lord.
All of a sudden, the cruel Xiumei picked it up and looked sideways. His eyes fell on a middle-aged man in black armor.
The man was a big man with a Chinese character face. He was angular and had a resolute temperament. He looked at the cruel man and turned his head to one side immediately.
"Well?"
The cruel man narrowed his eyes slightly. Her spirit was very strong. Just now, she faintly felt a wisp of killing intention from the middle-aged man, but she had never seen this man, which was strange.
Just as the cruel man was about to release his spirit for further exploration, Zhou Xuan's voice suddenly came from his side.
"I heard that a few months ago, Master Zhang preached publicly in the divinity college, which attracted countless monks to listen and caused a huge sensation. Another rumor has it that Miss Zhang killed Dongming, who had just broken through the immortal realm of the emperor, with her own strength at that time. Isn't it true? "
Lanling King Zhou Xuan said calmly, but his eyes were sharp as a knife, and he was staring at the cruel man.
The rest of the Lord's strongmen also showed interest and listened. In a few months, this event has spread all over the world, but few forces believe in its authenticity.
Who is the ancestor of Dongming? He was the overlord of Donghuang who had shocked the mainland thousands of years ago. He has perfect holy body. When he breaks through the immortal realm of the emperor, he will be extremely powerful. How can he be killed by a ruthless man who has only half holy cultivation.
Almost all the forces believed that this was just a spread of false information, but the monk Donghuang's consensus made them suspicious. At this time, they finally met the leader and wanted to find out.
The cruel man gave a little smile and said casually, "I really killed the ancestor of Dongming."
"Hiss..."
Everyone in the audience took a cold breath and felt a chill. Even Zhou Xuan, who was sitting on the throne, had an unnatural expression. He grabbed his palm slightly and just wanted to say something. Suddenly, he heard a cruel voice coming back.
"However, it's exaggerating to say that I killed him on my own." "In fact, before I went out of the pass, the ancestor of Dongming fought with my father and was suppressed by my father's supernatural power. I can't win. I'm not good enough for external humanity."
Several saints from the eastern wilderness felt that the cruel man was too modest. They were all present at that time and saw clearly. Although Zhang Tianzhen oppressed the ancestor of Dongming, he didn't suffer too much trauma and didn't affect much combat power.
However, the other saints in the wasteland nodded their heads one after another, which obviously convinced them. With Zhang Tian's prestige in the mainland, the suppression of Dongming's ancestors was amazing, but it didn't shock them too much.
An old man with fiery red curly hair laughed and said, "I see. I've heard that master Zhang's martial arts are omnipotent and unpredictable. He subdued Dongming with one move. It must have been a great sensation at that time, but I didn't get to see him."
Another beautiful woman with silvery hair opened her eyes slightly, revealing a pair of bright eyes like stars. She said in light Judo: "the realm of immortal God Emperor is not all our conjectures. Even if she is seriously injured, she is not a mortal to be deceived. If the Marquis of Nanling can win the war, or even kill her, you can see that martial arts has entered the realm of enlightenment. You can ask for advice some time later."
Zhou Xuan said with a smile: "in contrast, I am more interested in the sermons of Master Zhang. If there is a second time, even if it is thousands of miles away, I will certainly arrive. "
The discussion ended soon, because there were still some forces who didn't arrive. Zhou Xuan didn't explain the war on the front line too deeply. We just had a simple exchange.
Back to his camp, Yan Ruge and others also came one after another. The cruel man inquired: "is the army well arranged over there?"
"It's all set." Muqiluo replied, then lowered his voice and said, "according to my subordinates' observation, there are nearly seven million allied forces gathered here now, and there are two million soldiers in the emperor's reign alone. They are elite border forces."The cruel man's eyes were fixed, and he said, "the emperor of Shengzu is really planning to finish his work in the battle. I think he has already said hello to all the holy places, and the final assembled forces will be close to ten million. We are still not enough to see such forces."
Burning as song, slender waist slightly twisted, disdain way: "ten million troops, most of them are cultivation, only the cannon fodder about the transcendental realm, can really use up to two million, maybe we will turn the tide in the end."
The cruel man laughed and suddenly seemed to think of something. He turned to Nalan Ruoxue and said, "you know all those people in the handsome account before?"
Nalan Ruoxue said: "before I came here, I transferred some information from Beihai League. Most of the people in it have records. For example, the old man with red hair is a vice president of xihuangwu Theological Seminary. He is the supreme power of the Lord. He is called red fire Lord. It is said that he has one third of the blood of fire dragon. That silver haired woman is a supreme elder of dantai holy land, and her name is Yinxue fairy. "
Cruel humanity: "the black armour general sitting in the third seat in the right row, do you know who it is?"
Nalan Ruoxue immediately recalled after hearing the speech, and suddenly heard Li ling'er beside him say: "I know that man. He is the king of Pingcang, one of the eight different surnames in the emperor's reign."
"King Pingcang? It's him. No wonder he's killing me. " A cold light flashed in the cruel man's eyes. 、、.。
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