The Palace Information Office of the Five Human Races.
The lively discussion atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint distributed a pile of image stones to the saints again.
After receiving the image data, many Martial Saints' Wills frowned.
"This Xuanguang Bridge has the talent of an emperor!"
This is the unified thought in their hearts.
It is precisely because of this that they feel how far-sighted Tiangong is.
But it also makes me a little sad. After all, the more outstanding the demon body Hongyuan is, the more the demon clan will be on guard.
Suddenly.
In this silent atmosphere, the will of the Martial Saint broke the atmosphere.
"Wahahaha, wahhahahaha..." Layman Dongliu raised his head to the sky and laughed loudly.
"Laity, why are you laughing?" Dian Ting Martial Saint turned his head and asked.
Hong Yuan's kendo incarnation also looked at it with a puzzled look on his face.
"I don't laugh at others. I only laugh at little loaches because they have no plans and little wisdom."
"If I make a move, I will press it but not release it." Move.
"What will happen if the reinforcements arrive and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, huh?"
Dongliu layman asked Dian Ting Wusheng.
Dian Ting Martial Saint's eyes lit up: "That will definitely defeat the enemy in one fell swoop and completely determine the overall situation!"
Dongliu layman nodded:
"Dian Ting is really smart."
"Now this little loach can't control his temper and rashly shows off his strength. He will only attract the two demon soldiers of Tianjing Tower who will sway him left and right."
"When the demon soldiers from the three directions of Tianjing Tower gather together, the little loach will definitely retreat and return."
"Yes, that's right!" Dian Ting Martial Saint clapped his hands and applauded.
The other martial saints also swept away the gloomy atmosphere and started communicating happily again.
Hong Yuan's kendo incarnation is bowing his head in deep thought.
It has to be said that Dongliu layman really hit on his weakness, the troops under his command were far from insufficient.
…
Three days later.
Yongdu sea area, thousands of bamboo forest sea. Move
Two weather pigeons delivering urgent information flapped their wings and headed straight into the depths of the bamboo forest.
They stayed under the eaves of a thatched house and came to the backs of Lin Wentian's hands.
"A Tian, is it a letter from Ye Jianfei and Wei Qin? When will they arrive?"
Ye Qing asked anxiously.
Being beaten to death by Hong Yuan was the most embarrassing appearance in his life, even more embarrassing than the most memorable time in the past.
And the Wei Qin he mentioned was half the overlord of the Xuanwu Tianjinglou war zone. Just like the demon body Hongyuan before, he was one against many.
Ye Jianfei is even more amazing. He is one of the top five demon heroes in the Sky View Ranking.
If the demon had not used the sacred weapon, Ye Jianfei might have ended Yifang Tianjinglou's struggle for hegemony earlier than Hong Yuan and became the overlord of the White Tiger.
"No rush, no rush." Lin Wentian replied warmly and gracefully.
Lin Wentian circulated the demon essence and activated the channel magic to extract the information from the two weather pigeons.
After a while, his expression changed drastically, and he no longer looked like a handsome young man.
"Asshole, the two overlords don't even have the courage to confront Xuanguang Bridge?"
"Not only that, he actually used words to trick me and wanted us to delay for them!?"
"Then they took this opportunity to quickly find an alliance leader and surrender to each other. They will join the White Tiger and Xuanwu Tianjing Tower and share the benefits!?"
When Ye Qing heard this, his expression turned ferocious, like an evil ghost.
Then, he felt deeply powerless because he remembered the invincible grace of the demon body Hongyuan.
"Ahhhh——"
"I'm so angry. How can these guys be so weak-minded?"
Ye Qing roared helplessly, and the depression in his heart was difficult to resolve.
Lin Wentian sitting on the side sat down on the small grass bench, closed his eyes tightly, and quickly looked for a way to break the situation.
His brain was running very fast, and even the wisdom and magic were stimulated to the extreme by him.
But he still can't break the game!
"Xuanguang Bridge is too strong~"
Lin Wentian sighed helplessly and gave up the idea of confronting the demon body Hong Yuan.
As soon as I think about it, I suddenly feel that the world is vast.
An idea flashed through his mind instantly, and his eyes lit up.
"Yes!"
"They are unkind, so don't blame us for being unjust."
"Brother Qing, let's go to Xuanguang Bridge and drag Wei Qin and Ye Jianfei into the water."
"It's impossible to say that in the end we will be able to enter the Sanfang Tianjinglou Demon Realm one after another because of our excessive merit!"
Lin Wentian said eagerly.
Ye Qing thought about it and realized that this idea was a great one.
He also didn't want to confront the demon body Hong Yuan again. The gap between the two was too big and they couldn't fight at all.
Ye Qing was about to leave and gathered people to join the demon body Hongyuan, but Lin Wentian quickly grabbed him.
"Brother Qing, don't worry. Adding icing on the cake is not as good as giving help when it's time." Moved
"Now we are a prodigal army, but after a while, we will be the great generals of that day."
"First send a team of envoys to Xuanguang Bridge to inform Wei Qin and Ye Jianfei of their movements!"
Hearing what Lin Wentian said, Ye Qing was no longer anxious.
So, having solved a big trouble, they took out the jade flute and guzheng, played it leisurely, and restarted the interesting things from the past.
The cheerful and relaxing music echoed in the bamboo forest, and it was instantly pleasant to listen to.
…
……move
"When a large corps fights, military discipline must be strict."
"Guiqu, order Yuan Tongtian and others to move forward at full speed and not to exceed the deadline."
Hong Yuan issued the order.
At this moment, he turned his back to the senior generals of the Lingku Army, and his eyes stayed on the overall sea map of the Suzaku War Zone.
For some reason, he always had an ominous premonition in his heart.
In particular, the sluggish situation of the lucky white dragon forced him to be vigilant in every possible way.
From the incarnation of Kendo, Hong Yuan knew that there would be a gathering of three Tianjing Towers.
But even if the three Tianjing Towers gather together, this fate warning should not be caused by the fate of the dragon white dragon being so sluggish...
Unless something is going to happen that will destroy his ability to refine the complete Qi Luck True Dragon!
Thinking of this, Hong Yuan's eyes flashed with coldness.
The success of refining the True Dragon of Luck determines whether his demon body can become the son of the demon clan's destiny.
Whoever wants to destroy it will force his demon body to die.
Anyone who wants to die in his demon body must die!
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Guiqu ordered him to move.
In fact, Yuan Tongtian and the others were advancing very quickly with Lingku's reinforcements.
However, the king had something to ask for, so Guiqu could only issue another golden order to urge reinforcements to arrive as soon as possible.
But no matter how fast it is, it will still take at least two weeks.
…
After saying this, Hong Yuan went to distribute tasks again and ordered his men to invade the empty sea area.
In this way, he can refine more water orders, refine the True Dragon of Luck quickly, and confirm his identity as the Son of Luck as soon as possible.
Analyzing the specific situation, he actually really didn’t want the battle for the Ten Thousand Realms to end so early.
Unfortunately, the development of things was beyond his control, and he had to end it quickly.
The meeting runs from morning to evening.
Just when Hong Yuan was about to end the meeting, the messenger standing at the door suddenly came to report.
"Report to your Majesty, the envoy from the Suzaku Alliance is asking for an audience, and there is another letter."
"Oh? Guiqu, open it and read it."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Guiqu walked forward quickly, took the letter, and read it. Moved
Hong Yuan sat on the silver throne and listened carefully to the content. As soon as Guiqu started reading, his sword eyebrows raised slightly.
[Brother Guangqiao, how are you doing recently? I am Lin Wentian of Yongdu. Looking back at the battle on the eve of the night... Wei Qin and Ye Jianfei both made strange moves, fearing that they might want to call in the troops and withdraw their drums... Therefore, Wentian is willing to reconcile with the elder brother...
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"No wonder the luck-transforming dragon Baijiao has become sluggish. It turns out that the White Tiger War Zone and the Xuanwu War Zone are about to unify the hundreds of territories."
"Lin Ye both wants to surrender. It seems he wants to sell himself at a good price~"
Hong Yuan recalled the advancing speed of his reinforcements. He slowly stood up and strode outside the camp.
Since Lin and Ye wanted to raise their prices, why not go out in person to save face?
Everything is incomparable to the True Dragon of Luck, and to the identity of the contemporary Son of Luck of the Demon Clan! Move!