On the floating fortress, Yu Huo's clone looked thoughtfully in the direction of the heaven: "Underworld Demon... a staff number... but judging from his strength, he is much stronger than those at the bottom of the ranking of the crowned saints. How can you be so forbearing! Did you find such an opportunity to try to cross two levels at once and become a crowned saint?"
With a weird laugh, Yu Huo waved his hand and said lightly: "However, it is indeed a good opportunity. In the course of our conquest of Panyu World, there has never been such a tragic loss. If he can kill him at this time If he kills a few high-ranking enemy leaders, the honor will be enough for him to become a crowned saint."
Although Yu Huo's voice was soft, many nobles of the Yu clan around him heard his words.
An old man from the Yu tribe with white hair and a beard that could almost reach the ground snorted with a sullen face. He glanced at the Yu Huo clone with contempt and said coldly: "Ye Motian... According to our understanding, although you are... The son of the Blood Crown Saint, but your mother’s bloodline is humble, so your knowledge is meager, which is understandable.”
After sneering a few times, the old man of the Yu tribe, who had a strong scholarly atmosphere in every hair on his body, raised his head slightly and said proudly: "There have been many similar defeats like the one in front of us in the history of our Yu tribe. Not to mention. It happened too long ago. Thirteen million years ago, in the Panluo World, in the Great Dream Wasteland, the private armies of three families directly affiliated with the Holy Lords joined forces and were destroyed by the natives in a single battle by taking advantage of the geographical advantage."
"9.7 million years ago, in the Panhui world, in the Heiming quicksand, the private armies of the seven families directly affiliated with the Holy Lords were also exploited by the natives to take advantage of the geographical advantage. In just three hours, the regular soldiers were swallowed up by the Heiming quicksand. , servant soldiers and slave soldiers totaling 80 billion people!"
"There were still 5.43 million years ago, in... "
With a 'Pfft' sound, an exquisite Yu tribe stabbing sword penetrated the back of the white-haired old man's heart and came out from his chest. A young man from the Yu tribe who was holding the sword curled his wrist, crushing the white-haired old man's heart. A black electric current blasted into the old man's body along the stabbing sword, instantly beating his soul away.
"Things that are not recorded in our clan's classics have never happened. This is the most sacred provision of our Yu clan's supreme code." The young man from the Yu clan took action boldly, drew out his long sword, took a few steps back, and stood in front of a statue. Behind the Holy Lord Crowned Lord, the Holy Lord Crowned Lord said slowly: "So, I have always emphasized that we must restrain the people of all races, especially the nerds of the Yanyue lineage."
The Crowned Saint said calmly: "There are some vague legends that have never happened, but these nerds regard them as facts that have happened before, and secretly record them in their so-called secret files. From time to time, these secret files are spread out, and It has caused agitation and uneasiness among too many tribesmen, and we must strictly put an end to this kind of thing."
A saint with a staff smiled and nodded: "So, these nonsense people must be severely punished, no matter who they are, how high their status is, how special their status... Anyone who says something shouldn't be If he says that, he must be punished."
Yu Huo's clone smiled. He looked at these gray-headed and gray-faced saints who had not yet recovered from the horrific bombardment and said with a smile: "So, today's battle in the Pangu world is fought by the brave and capable Holy Lord Nether Demon. Launched the most sacred challenge to the incompetent natives... Before that... "
All the Yu clan saints laughed at the same time: "Before this, nothing happened!"
Several spirit slaves walked up carefully and dragged down the corpse of the killed old man of Yanyue lineage. Several ferocious war beasts opened their mouths and started tearing apart wildly. This 'daring' person spoke a lot of wrong words at the wrong time, in the wrong place, in front of a group of wrong people. The great sage disappeared into thin air.
Just like what he just said, this great sage of the Yanyue lineage has never been born and has never existed. All information about him will be quickly erased by some mysterious power. His existence All traces of his past will disappear quickly, and before long, no Yu clan noble will remember him, think of him, or mention him.
"It's just that if the Holy Lord of the Skull Staff can win, then in this war of conquest, he should get the glory that matches his victory." Yu Huo's clone smiled softly: "After all, this will be an extremely brilliant victory. .”
All the saints of the Yu clan looked at each other, and they all nodded and approved the proposal of Yu Huo's clone.
Although the clone of Yu Huo has invaded Ye Motian's body, and now he speaks as Ye Motian, in the eyes of these saints, Ye Motian is insignificant and not worth mentioning, but according to the Yu clan's inexplicable, roundabout, hypocritical, absurd, and funny Ridiculous various laws, even these holy lords cannot ignore any opinions of 'Yamatian'.
After all, the Yu clan represented by Ye Motian discovered the Pangu world and invaded the Pangu world. They have certain invisible powers recognized by the Yu clan's unspoken rules.
The sun shone brightly on the earth. Ji Hao used the sun as his eyeliner and enjoyed the absurd and shameless tragedy and comedy below. He took a step forward and smiled at the Underworld Demon Lord: "You know that Xue Mian is dead? So, there is an empty seat left. Are you here?"
Nether Demon squinted his eyes and looked at Ji Hao with a bit of surprise: "Do you also know that the Blood Crown has fallen?"
Ji Hao smiled and nodded: "But I don't think you should take the risk to challenge us now... I suggest that you gather your soldiers now and organize a stronger army."
Ji Hao glanced at the underworld with contempt, and said coldly: "By killing your warriors, we will gain a lot of merit. Merit is a good thing, so you shouldn't die here. You should go back and gather more people." Send us death to bring us more merits... This is what you should do!"
Ji Hao's words simply ignored all the foreign races in the entire Panyu world. He simply regarded the Yu clan nobles in the Panyu world as pigs delivering meat to their doorsteps. The underworld demon roared in embarrassment, and the skull staff in his hand suddenly ignited with gray fire. He swung the skull staff and struck Ji Hao hard.
Ji Hao casually punched the skull staff. The devil's expression suddenly changed, and a huge force shook him back. The skull staff in his hand was almost knocked away by Ji Hao's punch. He looked at Ji Hao in shock and shouted in shock: "What a strength!"
Smiling and taking two steps closer to the underworld, Ji Hao lowered his voice and asked with a smile: "I'm curious, did your Yu clan erase all your failures in the expedition? Tsk, we just wiped out you. How many soldiers are there? It seems that you are not heartbroken? You seem to have suffered more serious losses? I am very interested in these things, can you tell me about them?"
The underworld demon's face turned ugly. He looked up to the sky and roared. Countless gray figures suddenly flew out of the skull staff and rushed towards Ji Hao with sharp roars.
(End of chapter)