At this time, Yang Chen didn't want to talk so much anymore.
"Zhao Sikong, I really don't know where you got the courage to mention the word "lord general". How many people have been lost to mankind because of your judgment? Because of your recklessness, thousands of people were enlightened at first, but now only
There are more than 200 people left, and you still have the nerve to tell me the identity of your general? Can you be responsible for the safety of these humans?" Yang Chen said angrily.
Every time he mentioned this, he was filled with anger.
You know, there were thousands of troops at first, but now there are only a few left, all of which were done by Zhao Sikong.
How many people did one person ruin for the entire human race?
As a leader, instead of feeling guilty at all, he felt that what he did was right.
When Zhao Sikong heard this, he looked around and found that the overall number of humans was indeed much smaller, which made him feel heartbroken.
But he obviously had no intention of correcting his mistakes at all, and gritted his teeth and said: "Yang Chen, what do you know? If you don't rush out, you may lose more later. If you stay here, you will just sit back and wait for death and give up hope!"
"Save these words for me to go back and tell you all the Heavenly Lords." Yang Chen said expressionlessly: "Zhao Sikong, if you want to rush out, I won't stop you. If you are willing to follow Zhao Sikong out, just go out, I, Yang
If Chen doesn't stop you and is willing to stay and trust me, Yang Chen, I, Yang Chen, will be responsible for your safety to the end!"
The sentence "I will be responsible for everyone's safety to the end" speaks to everyone's heart.
For the sake of talking about this, how could Zhao Sikong not be serious with Yang Chen for the sake of face?
He said harshly: "Okay, if you are willing to follow Zhao Sikong, come with me."
However, after the sentence fell, there was silence, no sound!
Everyone's choices were surprisingly consistent.
No one chose to fight side by side with Zhao Sikong, chose to rush out, and without exception, chose to follow Yang Chen!
Even people from the Taiyi Sect, those who had a good relationship with Zhao Sikong and were originally loyal to Zhao Sikong, no longer dare to follow Zhao Sikong.
They clearly remembered the tragic situation just now when so many people were killed in battle!
The tragedy and terror are still fresh in their memories!
They don't want to go through it again.
This time I was lucky enough to be rescued by Yang Chen and returned safely. What about next time?
"You, you!" Zhao Sikong was furious: "Don't you even listen to the orders of me, the commander-in-chief?"
"Zhao Sikong, can you be responsible for our safety?" A powerful man in the enlightenment stage of Taiyi Sect said with a sigh.
Hearing this, Zhao Sikong was startled. He wanted to say something like "I can take responsibility for you."
But as he spoke, he knew that this was simply an impossible task for him.
Zhao Sikong gritted his teeth: "You bunch of bloodless guys, do you just want to sit here and wait to die?"
Yang Chen said coldly: "If you think you are bloody, why don't you charge forward alone? For the thousands of troops in front of us, there should be no difference between you alone and leading a group of people to charge forward.
"
Zhao Sikong paused for a moment, how could he rush forward?
He is not stupid either. Even if he is not afraid of death, it does not mean that he will seek death.
If you lead a group of people to charge forward, he is the strongest, and the life and death of others has nothing to do with him. With others as cover, he has a high probability of charging out.
The same reason why he wanted Yang Chen to accompany him to fight out.
Let Yang Chen cover him and rush out as much as possible. The hope of survival is simply not too great.
Let him go out on his own and do something that will inevitably lead to death. He is not stupid, so how could he do it?
"Why, didn't you say that others are bloodless?" Yang Chen said angrily.
Zhao Sikong frowned and couldn't say anything now.
Yang Chen said in a deep voice: "Zhao Sikong, you should be lucky that you didn't get too hot-headed and chose to rush out."
When he finished speaking, he looked forward with his eyes.
No one knew the meaning of his words.
But at this moment, a flash of light suddenly fell from the sky, and then, suddenly, a huge beam of light came down hard.
In the distance, a golden thing like a red sun rises slowly, representing a terrifying force that gradually disperses.
"You guys in the underworld dare to wreak havoc in the Great Secret Territory. Do you really think that others can do nothing to you?"
A voice suddenly descended and spread from the golden wheel of the red sun.
Then, rays of bright-colored light suddenly landed on these ghosts, making these ghosts from the underworld tremble all over, as if they had encountered a nemesis, and they screamed.
"No, this, what on earth happened."
"No, it hurts."
"I'm in so much pain. What is this? Let this light disappear quickly."
A group of ghosts in the underworld, only for a short time, either struggled or got up.
Even some ghosts with low cultivation levels dissipated instantly under this beam of light.
"What!" Mu Taiqing and Peng Wanli were not worried at all. They looked inside the beam with shocked eyes.
In the entire golden wheel, there is a group of people from the Disha tribe standing there. These Disha tribesmen, headed by Lunan, control the entire golden wheel red sun, and light is born from it.
Yang Chen was not surprised when he saw this.
Because as early as when he fought against Peng Wanli, Lunan had already communicated with him from a distance and told him that the other party had a way to solve all this.
After all, the Disha clan once had a very powerful ancestor who once sealed his tomb in this great secret realm of China.
This very powerful ancestor of the Disha clan had also glimpsed the realm of transcendence, but he was not sure whether he had reached the same realm as Hua Qingfeng.
This ancestor of the Disha tribe had observed these ghosts in the underworld when he buried himself here. Although he did not attack these ghosts in the underworld at that time, this ancestor of the Disha tribe had the foresight to predict the possibility of the future.
Things that happened.
Therefore, he used his own strength, even at the expense of being buried early, to create such a golden wheel tomorrow.
Then, he told his descendants that if ghosts from the underworld come to invade him, they will summon the golden wheel he left behind. No matter how many ghosts are born, they will all die under this golden wheel.
No one knows how strong a strong person who has surpassed the Wu Jing level is!
But at least it seems easy to deal with these ghosts now.
"Go!" Lunan sat on the golden wheel and controlled everything.
Immediately, beams of reflections fell from the sky, and the entire Great Secret Realm could not avoid the illumination of this light.
Immediately afterwards, an endless number of ghosts died under this light!
