"Haha, you will know soon!" Ling Hao smiled faintly.
Then, he turned to look at Shangguan Mingtian: "Arrange a plane and go to Dongzhou together!"
"Received!" Shangguan Mingtian nodded vigorously.
At the same time, in the Dongzhou Shadow Gate base, in the meeting hall, the judge and Lu Yue were sitting.
"Boss Lu, do you think the Xiaoxiaohui from Beijian Country really dares to come?" the judge looked at Lu Yue and asked.
"Nine times out of ten!" Lu Yue nodded slightly: "They lured eldest brother to the capital, obviously to come to Dongzhou to save people!"
"I'm quite curious about what kind of people they will send here. Do you think they will send someone from the Imperial realm directly?" the judge said.
"You'd better say less, you're such a crow. Otherwise, if you unfortunately get what you say, then..." Lu Yue stopped mid-sentence, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face.
"Boss Lu, what's wrong?" the judge asked.
"Congratulations, you guessed it right!" Lu Yue stood up as he spoke.
"What do you mean?" the judge continued to ask.
"There are emperor-level experts coming to the base!" Lu Yue responded after taking a deep breath.
cough!
The judge choked: "Boss Lu, this joke is not funny at all..."
Like Lu Yue, he stopped mid-sentence, his face darkened at the same time, and he couldn't help shouting a curse word: "Fuck, it's true!"
While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the center of the small courtyard.
"Shuai Lu, Your Majesty the Judge!" Feng Xu quickly walked out of the courtyard with a thousand shadow men, all of them with equally solemn faces.
"Those who are above the level of God of War will stay, and everyone else will withdraw to the training ground. No one is allowed to act without my consent!" Lu Yue looked at the crowd and spoke in a deep voice.
He knew very well that there was no difference between those who were cultivators below the God of War and were willing to die if they stayed.
"Copy that!" Everyone stopped insisting and responded loudly before taking action at the same time.
After a while, a group of Beijian people walked in steadily.
The leader was a Western man under forty years old. He exuded a strong battlefield aura and was obviously from the front lines of the war department.
Following him were three old men, and the white-haired old man among them was the Emperor Realm powerhouse that Lu Yue and the others sensed.
The other two old men are not weak in skill either, one is a Great Battle Emperor, and the other is a Peak Battle Emperor.
Except for the three of them, everyone else is below the level of Zhan Zong.
"Boss Lu, are you sure?" The judge turned to look at Lu Yue.
"What do you think?" Lu Yue replied speechlessly.
Just kidding!
If it were just the two old men at the Battle Emperor Realm, he might still have a chance to fight.
But now, the other party has another emperor-level strongman! And he is a serious emperor-level strongman who has already consolidated his own imperial power!
How confident can he be that he will become the Emperor of War?
"Boss Lu, the eldest brother said that a friend will come from afar today. When will he arrive?" The judge said in a serious tone: "If we don't arrive again, no one will receive us!"
"I don't know!" Lu Yue shook his head in response.
"Who do you think the eldest brother invited?" the judge continued to ask.
"I don't know!" Lu Yue shook his head again.
He really didn't know. The eldest brother just told them that an old friend would come to Dongzhou today and asked them to treat him well.
As for who the other party was and when he would arrive, the eldest brother did not say, nor did they ask.
"You should know why we are here, right?" At this time, the people from Beijian Kingdom had walked a hundred meters away from the two of them, and the leading man spoke calmly.
"Hand over the people and give you a way to survive!"
"You must be that woman's mistress, right? What's your name?" The judge looked at the other person and continued.
