"Dad..."
Looking at Meng Zhentian's serious face, Dandan lowered his head. murmured
"My child realizes his mistake."
Eggy knew when this decision was made. Meng Zhentian must also be heartbroken.
Dad is like this, there are some things he would rather keep to himself than say them out loud.
Meng Zhentian sighed and said nothing more. Then Meng Zhentian looked at Ma Yuan. At this moment, Ma Yuan's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was looking at.
Meng Zhentian finally smiled on his cold face, but this smile contained a hint of murderous intent.
"You don't need to remember what we said."
After saying that, Meng Zhentian shot out a stream of spiritual energy from his hand.
Before Ma Yuan had time to react, the spiritual energy shot through Ma Yuan's eyebrows.
Meng Zhentian didn't even intend to let Ma Yuan go, so what's the use of Ma Yuan remembering what they said. Can I still go back and ask for credit
"Handed."
Meng Zhentian waved his hand, and the two guards pulled Ma Yuan's body out.
At the same time, other guards from the Nightmare clan also took action.
"Meng Zhentian! You Nightmare Clan should all die!"
"ah… "
Screams and unwilling yells came one after another, but Meng Zhentian was not qualified to take a look.
In Meng Zhentian's eyes, these words can only be a reflection of the incompetence of the weak. It is the only way to vent their incompetence. Why should the strong care about the weak
"What were the casualties in this battle?"
A group of people braved the rain and walked towards the direction of Lingxiao Mountain. Li Mo asked Dongfang Yibai, the second elder beside him.
When the casualties of this battle were mentioned, Dongfang Yibai's face showed a look of pain.
"The Heavenly Court sent out all the elites in this battle. Although we joined forces with the Nightmare Tribe. In addition, Grandpa presided over the Jiuli Formation, but the casualties of our Jiuli Tribe were still over 120,000..."
There is no other way. The ones dispatched by the Heavenly Court this time are the Spider Clan, the Giant Ant King Clan, the Sky-Swallowing Python Clan, the Crimson Flame Rat Clan and the Centaur Clan. In addition, there are human tribes that follow these five forces.
Therefore, more than two hundred strong men from the Earthly Immortal Realm alone were dispatched.
The rest of the heavenly soldiers and generals, the ones with the worst cultivation levels are all in the Golden Core realm.
But here in the Jiuli tribe, after hiding all the lower-level tribesmen, there are still many monks from the Jiuli tribe who participated in the war. This kind of cultivation is simply not enough for this war.
Therefore, the Jiuli tribe participated in the war in large numbers, but not in quality.
If there were no reinforcements from the Nightmare Clan, if there were not the great formation that Li Renlong had prepared over the years. The Jiuli tribe suffered more casualties in this battle, and they might really be exterminated.
Listening to the numbers reported by Dongfang Yibai, Li Mo frowned.
"Including the lower class people, there are less than one million people in the 81 villages of the Jiuli tribe. In these days, let them all enter Lingxiao Mountain, and I will take you to Nanjiang County."
Nanjiang County belongs to Xutian Prefecture and is not close to Zhongzhou. Therefore, the claws of the Zhi clan's pseudo-heaven should not be able to reach there yet.
"Grandpa wants to travel alone? No! It's too dangerous."
Lu Zhan, who was following behind him, said hurriedly. At this moment, Lu Zhan had regenerated his severed arm.
However, a lot of blood and essence was wasted, so Lu Zhan's face turned pale. It seems that it will take half a year of cultivation to recover the essence and blood.
"It doesn't matter, otherwise. The large army is moving too slowly, and there are so many low-level tribesmen. It will take years and months to reach Nanjiang County like this.
At that time, Nanjiang County was encircled and suppressed by the Pseudo Heavenly Court before they could reach it. "
Li Mo waved his hand and said.
Don't look at the 81 villages of the Jiuli tribe now, with nearly one million people. However, there are more than 500,000 tribesmen whose cultivation levels are still below the Dan Formation realm and cannot fly.
"Then we have to leave a few strong men to follow Grandpa..."
I knew I couldn't persuade Li Mo, and what Li Mo said made sense. So Dongfang Yibai said softly.
"Well, I know."
While the group was talking, everyone arrived at the original address of Lingxiao Mountain.
Here, there are already several cottages guarding here. There are also nightmare tribes camping here in the distance.
"Senior. How is the injury?"
Seeing Menglin in Miluo Village, Li Mo hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
It can be seen that Menglin doesn't even have time to change clothes. The ragged clothes were full of blood.
"It's okay, it's all the blood of the enemy."
Menglin nodded, then took a step back and bent his waist. He showed a respectful look towards Li Mo.
"Senior... there is no need for this."
Li Mo took a step forward, helped Meng Lin up and said.
Li Mo got to know Meng Lin when he was still weak, and Meng Lin even saved his life. He even taught himself the Great Dream Magic. The illusion that Li Mo used during the battle was the Great Dream Magic.
In Lingxiao Mountain, he was trapped by the consciousness of Jiuli Ancestor. If it weren't for the Great Dream Magic, Li Mo probably still wouldn't be able to tell that it was an illusion.
Therefore, Li Mo kept Menglin's help to Li Mo in mind.
"It has to be this way! You are now the grandpa of the Jiuli tribe!"
Menglin said loudly and with firm eyes.
The grandpa of the Jiuli tribe deserves to be respected by thousands of people!
Of course, this is also because of Li Renlong. Only then can the grandfather of the Jiuli tribe be so prestigious in the Jiuli tribe.
"well… "
Li Mo sighed and said nothing more. Li Mo randomly walked towards the direction of the Nightmare Clan.
After the war, Li Mo has been busy with the Jiuli tribe and has not yet expressed any gratitude to the Nightmare tribe for their reinforcements.
The soldiers of the Nightmare Clan also know Li Mo, so there is no need to inform him. Li Mo went directly to Meng Zhentian's tent, where Dandan was also sitting. But the atmosphere was somber.
Their branches of the Nightmare Clan are probably all killed in the battle now, and of course, there may be some who surrender.
So how could Meng Zhentian and Dandan be in a better mood
"Thank you uncle for bringing troops to reinforce us."
Li Mo bowed slightly to Meng Zhentian and said.
However, Meng Zhentian waved his hand lightly, "Although we are here to help you, it is also for the comfort of our Nightmare Tribe. If the Jiuli Tribe perishes, we, the Nightmare Tribe, will have to face the Pseudo Heaven of the Chi Tribe alone."
Meng Zhentian spoke so directly, saying one thing and another. Therefore, Meng Zhentian did not think that the Jiuli Tribe owed them much to the Nightmare Tribe.
"Senior is joking, no matter what the reason is. The Jiuli Tribe will definitely remember the love of the Nightmare Clan. I wonder what senior's plans are next?"
Li Mo grinned. To be honest, Li Mo liked Meng Zhentian's bold character.
"The Ancestor's Pseudo Heaven attacked the Nightmare Tribe. The ancestor has already taken his direct clan members to hide in the secret realm. If we go back now, we can only expose the secret realm. So we can't go back. Let's go with your Jiuli Tribe first. Wait for the opportunity. Counterattack the Clan’s Pseudo Heaven.”
Knowing the relationship between Li Mo and Dandan, Meng Zhentian had no reservations about Li Mo.
"Okay, I'm going to lead my people back to Zhongzhou. But we need the brigade to enter Lingxiao Mountain, so we may have wronged our seniors."
Li Mo nodded and smiled.
"Well, Yichen, pass the order. All clan members are ready to enter Lingxiao Mountain."
Without saying much, Meng Zhentian directly gave orders to Dandan.
After saying that, Meng Zhentian handed his soldier talisman to Dandan.
A man can bend and stretch, and the ancestor can hide in a secret place. Hiding in the inner space of Lingxiao Mountain, what else can you do
As for the Nightmare Tribe soldiers he brought, they are all the Nightmare Tribe's elite troops.
They only listened to two people, one was the ancestor of the Nightmare Clan, and the other was the leader of the Nightmare Clan, Meng Zhentian.
Without Meng Zhentian's military talisman, not even the Holy Son Meng Yichen could mobilize them.
(End of chapter)