Feng Zelu returned to the Renaissance Army alone, and by this time the Holy Land army had begun to evacuate.
Ren Fei and two Nascent Soul commanders came forward. Ren Fei frowned and asked, "Feng Tong, what exactly did you discuss with them? Why did they just withdraw their troops?"
At this moment, Feng Zelu showed a bitterness that he had not seen before. He sighed, looked worriedly at the entrance to the paradise below, and said: "Brother Ren, a catastrophe is about to happen to the Yingtian clan. I am waiting for this catastrophe."
How on earth should we rise and fall!"
Ren Fei saw this look on Feng Zelu, who had been strategizing, and knew that something bad was going on. He said in a deep voice: "As Zhang Xuan said, there is an invasion from another world?"
Just as Feng Zelu was about to explain, he suddenly heard a cry of dissatisfaction.
"Lao Feng! What are you doing! Why did you let those guys run away! Hurry up and lead the team to chase them!"
Fengze Lu Xunxun looked up and saw Ye Rao grabbing Shu Han and turning into a stream of light and rushing towards here.
She shouted while flying: "Damn it, this commander still expects my Yeluo army to show off its power and make great achievements! You, Lao Feng, must be afraid that my Lord Yeluo's achievements will surpass yours, so you deliberately let them go!"
Feng Zelu ignored Ye Rao's shouting, looked at Shu Han, and said with a wry smile: "So the Ye Rao army that Ye Rao mentioned is you, little friend!"
Shu Han also showed a wry smile, cupped his hands and said: "Junior Shu Han, I have met senior Feng."
Feng Zelu looked at Shu Han, his pupils could not help but shrink, and sighed: "As expected of the person chosen by Holy Lord Tianshu, his talent is indeed extraordinary. It has only been more than ten years since I last seen, and my little friend's strength has soared to this level. It's amazing.
Breathtaking.”
Shu Han said modestly: "Senior, I'm overly praised."
Feng Zelu looked at Ye Rao, then at Shu Han, and said, "Since my little friend has joined our Renaissance Army, Feng will not hide what happened just now."
Then, Feng Zelu told everyone present exactly what happened.
Shu Han and the other three Nascent Soul commanders of the Fuxing Army changed their expressions after hearing this. Only Ye Rao cheered: "Wow, wow, wow! An army from another world! This is a grand scene that only appeared in storybooks when I was a kid!
Wow hahaha, I, Lord Yerao, am so lucky to be born in an era when armies from other worlds are invading! How cool!"
Everyone:......
Everyone ignored Yeluo's amusement and began to discuss worriedly.
Ren Fei asked: "Brother Feng, you prevented us and the Holy Land monks from killing each other and preserved the resistance for the heaven. This is true. But they Holy Land monks still have to listen to the orders of the nine holy masters.
The Holy Lord is the mastermind behind this, are they really not going to use those Holy Land monks to make us a stumbling block?"
Feng Zelu said: "There is nothing we can do about it. If we kill each other, Yingtianjie will lose the main force to fight against the alien army. By then, even if we win this battle, what's the use? But you don't have to be too much.
In despair, the Nine Holy Lords used the glorious Yingtian clan as an excuse to rule the Nine Holy Lands. They did not dare to stand up openly to help the aliens. There must be room for change.
"However, Brother Ren, don't you think it's strange? The entire Yingtian Realm is under the enslavement of the alien world. At this time, they actually sent an alien army. What do they want from the alien world?"
Ren Feidao: "I guess it's because our Renaissance Army has become so powerful that the Holy Land can't resist it, so it wants to invite armies from other worlds to bloodbath and re-consolidate their rule!"
Feng Zelu nodded: "It's the same as what I thought! In this case, we can't kill each other with the Holy Land monks in advance, we must preserve our strength. Above, the commander has begun to prepare to subvert and occupy the nine Holy Lands, we must not
Let the alien army break through the trial road, go to Yingtian Realm, rush to the aid of the Nine Holy Lands, and hinder the great commander's plan!"
Shu Han was shocked when he heard what they said.
The alien army is about to sweep through Paradise and invade Yingtian Realm!
How come it's such a coincidence!
I had just planned to go to the paradise to look for the Tianshu Tu Artifact Spirit. If this happened, it would be impossible to complete the plan.
Not only that, but according to what Feng Zelu said, you can’t stay on the entire trial road for long!
Ren Fei continued what Feng Zelu said: "It is good to retain our strength, but the Nine Holy Lords may not be willing to let us retain our strength. You have temporarily persuaded the Holy Land monks to retreat this time. After a month, they will get the information of the Nine Holy Lords.
Order, it is estimated that they will still start a war with us! By then our situation will still be very passive."
Why!
Feng Zelu sighed: "You are right, but things are not absolute. After all, almost all Holy Land monks have a sincere heart to defend the Yingtian clan. We have the same interests in resisting the alien army.
But the Nine Holy Lords will definitely try to get them to deal with us first, which will intensify the internal strife of the Yingtian clan. It is indeed a Nanjie situation, and the key to breaking it is to let Fang Yuan and the others see the true face of the Nine Holy Lords! So they have to
Join us to fight against the alien army."
Ren Feidao: "What you say sounds good. The idea of loyalty to the Nine Holy Lords has been deeply ingrained in their hearts. How can they be shaken at will? Otherwise, the journey of our Renaissance Army will not be so difficult."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Shu Han's heart skipped a beat.
It seems that I have a way to shake the loyalty of the Holy Land monks to the Nine Holy Lords.
After much thought and weighing the pros and cons, Shu Han decided to step forward and give advice.
"Seniors, this junior has a way to shake the Holy Land monks' loyalty to the Nine Holy Lords. Can you listen to this junior?"
Hearing Shu Han's words, the four Nascent Soul stage monks all turned their attention to him. Feng Zelu hurriedly said: "Young man Shu Han, you don't have to be polite. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Shu Han smiled ashamedly and said: "Before I say anything, can senior agree to a request of junior?"
Feng Zelu nodded: "But it doesn't matter. If it can really shake the Holy Land monks' foolish loyalty to the Holy Lord, I, Feng Zelu, will do anything!"
Shu Han cupped his fists and said, "Senior, can you arrange to send this junior out of the trial?"
"ah!"
Ye Rao, who was wandering aside, suddenly woke up. She took Shu Han's arm and said, "Xiao Hanhan, what's the matter with you! You are a person under my command, Ye Rao, how can you escape in the middle of the battle! We still have to kill the White Walkers together.
! Let me tell you, the White Walkers are much easier to kill than the Holy Land monks! The Holy Land monks will only run when they see me, but the White Walkers are different. They will scream and rush up when they see me! It’s so exciting!”
Shu Han looked helplessly at Feng Zelu, and Feng Zelu also sighed helplessly, and then waved his hand, and Yerao was like a fallen leaf, being waved away by Feng Zelu.
"Lao Feng! Just wait! Lord Yerao will not let you go..."
Then Feng Zelu said: "This is a trivial matter. In one month, the Grand Commander will open a channel with the nine holy masters at the same time. It will not be a problem to arrange to send the little friend out by then. And I can also introduce the little friend to the Grand Commander. Can I
Whether you can find your way back to your hometown depends on your luck."
Shu Han raised his hand and said, "Thank you so much, Commander Feng!"
Then, Shu Han waved his hand, and the Great Sun Glazed Mirror flew out. The suppressed Holy Son Tianji rushed out with a roar, and was pinched by Shu Han's big hand that transformed into a body of heavenly fire.
Feng Zelu was very shocked when he saw this black-haired monster.
"Little friend, what are you doing?"
Shu Han spit out a stream of heavenly fire from his big hand, burning away the black hair of Holy Son Tianji, burning it clean, revealing the true face of Holy Son Tianji.
Shu Han introduced: "This is this year's Holy Son of Heaven."