"This guy is really arrogant. Does he think this is his North Island?!" Su He cursed angrily.
On the main seat, Khan Battelle frowned and looked at the High Priest Munch, "High Priest, what do you think?!"
The high priest Mengke sighed softly, "If we don't agree, I'm afraid we will become the first target of the Demon Sect to be engulfed before the Ming Dynasty!"
Ulan is the only way to the Ming Dynasty.
Just now, although the demon king used the word "borrow", the domineering tone in his tone did not imply the slightest hint of borrowing. If they agreed to borrow, that would be fine. If they didn't, there would definitely be a bloody storm.
"Hmph!" Su He snorted coldly, "Are we still afraid of him?"
"There was an ice and snow barrier between the North Island and the mainland. Now that he can come here, it has proven that the barrier can no longer play its previous role. We alone can't be theirs.
Opponent! What's strange to me is that before, I clearly calculated that there was a sudden movement in the north and the Jinyu clan had been wiped out. Why is he still alive? Could it be that I made a mistake?!" The high priest Meng coughed, and the old man
His thumb quickly pinched his fingers several times, and his fingers moved faster and faster. In the end, it was almost beyond human vision.
When he stopped his fingers again, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be a little deeper.
"How?!" Battelle asked urgently, knowing that he was making calculations.
"I can't calculate it!" said the high priest.
"There are actually things you can't count?!" Battelle's eyes showed surprise, and Su He also looked surprised.
"I can't calculate the result. There are variables in the Ming Dynasty and the north. Even the divine religion seems to have great variables. Could it be..." He walked slowly outside the tent door and looked in the direction of the sacred mountain in the south. "Could it be that...
Is this religion really going to be destroyed?!"
"So, the time has come for me, Ulan?!" Battelle asked happily.
"I don't know!" High Priest Munch shook his head gently, "I just saw some variables. What kind of results those variables will bring can be calculated based on my current ability which has not changed yet!"
Barter was silent.
In the unknown future, how should he choose?!
Not far away, in a fairly luxurious tent.
"Your Majesty!" Demon Wolf General Xiling respectfully sent the teacup in his hand to the King's table, "Do you think they will agree?!"
The king held up the tea cup and gently sniffed the new tea purchased from Xia Kingdom, thousands of miles away. "One road is death, the other may be life or death. What will you choose?!"
"Of course I choose the second option!"
, I believe that soon, our demon army will be able to enjoy the sunshine of the South again!"
"But!" On the side, Niu Ding, the somewhat naive Bull Demon King, frowned, "Didn't the King agree to leave the Southland to Ulan Kingdom?!"
The king raised the corners of his lips, with an uninhibited smile on his face, "Soldiers never tire of deceit. If I don't throw out some delicious bait, how can they really fight for it? I will take this world in my hands!"
"Ha!" Niu Ding laughed loudly, "I believe that one day, the whole world will be filled with royal soil!"
The king raised his eyebrows slightly, as if asking or saying to himself, "By then, am I also considered the strongest man in the world?!"
"When the time comes, the king will stand above tens of thousands of people, and he will naturally be the strongest man in the world!" Xiling said.
The king stopped smiling and said, "What a pity!"
After hearing this, Xiling and Niu Ding both looked puzzled.