"Nine Infants!" In the northern continent, in the forbidden area of the Spirit Clan, the Holy Spirit Emperor roared furiously, his soul power almost boiling, raging in the forbidden space. He glared at the south, and his dark green eyes gradually turned into blood.
The world is about to be in a melee, and the Spirit Tribe is about to go on an expedition. One-sixth of his soul power has been destroyed alive, and yet he has lost it in such an awkward and meaningless way, which is the laughing stock of the world.
A great shame and humiliation, a blood feud.
but……
Isn’t Jiuying seriously injured?
Jiuying fought a bloody battle with the Corpse Emperor and Pangu Emperor, leaving the two emperors' life and death unknown. Jiuying must have been seriously injured. There is no doubt about this, and his strength is at least less than half of the ordinary.
But one-sixth of his soul power was eaten away without any resistance?
Jiuying is back to full strength? It’s only been a few days!
Could it be that Mo Qilin's Imperial Source was refined by him? However, although Jiuying possesses the Imperial Source, the best choice should be to hand it over to the Human Emperor from Qitian Continent. I have analyzed this matter carefully before.
"Mobilize the entire clan! Revenge!"
The Emperor of the Holy Spirit issued an order in a rage. The order was like a golden sword, and the clang shook the heaven and earth, echoing in the ancient and profound spirit clan land. The order was sent to the leaders of the Military Affairs Council and the Clan Affairs Council.
Now that the matter has come to this, Yi Yian Tian and the Alliance must pay the price.
Southern Continent! Pangu tribe controlled area!
After being frozen for a long time, the two spirit clan holy soul guards fled in a hurry. With a sad, angry and aggrieved mood, they wanted to scold but couldn't. How could they be more embarrassed? They were obviously here to save people, but in the end they gave away Jiu Ying for nothing.
A hearty meal.
Soul power is also energy, and can be easily refined with the power of the Nine Infant Emperor.
One-sixth of the soul power of the Holy Spirit Emperor, what a huge energy resource that is? It is enough for Jiu Ying to enjoy it for a hundred years without exhaustion.
The two guards almost went crazy and wanted to slap themselves in the face.
After dawn, Pesa rushed to the scene of the incident with excitement and anxiety.
But……
He could no longer find the emperor's aura, and there was no trace of it.
Waiting here is no longer the expected Holy Spirit Emperor, but the troops of Ke Zunshan, Hou She and Qianli Hu who have arrived one after another. They have been waiting here for an hour. Previously, Hou She had locked Pesa's trace, and Qianli Hu guided them.
, the team implemented an interception here.
Pesa stood there fixedly, looking around blankly. He had never been so miserable in his life.
"Huang, have you gone back?"
"Your Majesty, you finally gave up on me."
The emperor is no longer here, the emperor is gone...
abandon?
I was abandoned by...
Pesa was stunned on the spot, with mixed feelings in his heart. The embarrassment and entanglements he had been having for a month were all flooding into his mind at this moment. He wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Even though he had been a wise man, there were times when he was down and out.
He had imagined countless falling scenarios, including dying in battle, being defeated by strategy, and committing suicide. But now...he actually died on the way to such a rude and embarrassing escape.
Unfortunately, he was surrounded by many saints and suppressed by layers of holy power, and he didn't even have a chance to self-destruct.
Ke Zunshan and others are on full vigilance, releasing strong power to suppress Peisa's soul.
Soon after, Tang Yan arrived at the scene. He breathed a sigh of relief and saluted Ke Zunshan: "General Ke, thank you for your hard work. Where is the team of the Spirit Tribe?"
"Nothing was found." Ke Zunshan himself was also surprised. This wilderness was very empty, and any lurking could not escape the search. However, after scanning back and forth three or five times, nothing was found.
Could it be that the Spirit Clan team didn’t come?
"No? How is it possible?" Tang Yan was surprised and wary.
Ma Yama, thinking of ruthlessness and thinking of Wude, immediately jumped up into the air, overlooking the wilderness, and was vigilant and intimidating.
"Dean Pesa, I'll give you a decent end. Seal yourself. I promise not to kill you within two years. Within two years, the Eldar can defeat our alliance, and you still have a chance to survive. If not, you will be defeated."
Of course." Tang Yan tried his best to comfort Pei Sa.
Pesa is a soul body. He can't see his expression or mood. He just floats silently, his eyes looking straight at the north, always looking at... looking at...
It seems that he is still waiting for the arrival of the Holy Spirit Emperor, and he seems to want to see something, even if it is just a shadow.
He still didn't want to believe that the emperor would abandon him, he didn't want to believe it, he really... didn't believe it...
The emperor was clearly here, why did he leave again?
why why……
Could it be that it was all my hallucination? Impossible...I don't believe it...
Pesa's complicated emotions turned into desolation silently. He seemed to have lost his soul and stood silently... standing...
Tang Yan signaled everyone to be on guard, and went forward himself, using the power of hell to devour Peisa.
From beginning to end, Pei Sa never resisted. From beginning to end, Pei Sa stared blankly at the north.
Suddenly, Tang Yan felt a pitiful feeling of misery.
It is sad that a wise man in his lifetime has come to an end like this.
A person's life is unpredictable, life and death are unpredictable, the glory of life may be miserable, the life may be desolate, the death may be tragic, speechless, impermanent, indefinite...
Tang Yan immediately went into meditation, examined Peisa in hell, and took away some of his memories. Finally, he found out the whole story and determined that the Sakura Sacred Tree was not deliberately causing trouble, at least on the surface.
"This is Akang flax and a spiritual fruit." Tang Yan handed over the Akang flax sealed in hell and the space ring that preserved the spiritual fruit to the accompanying Xihai search force.
"Where are our spirit toads?" The male and female spirits of the Sakura Sacred Tree all appeared, but they were also phantoms, standing silently in front.
"I've given it to you." Tang Yan threw the toad's broken body out. It was dying and didn't know whether it was alive or dead.
A man and a woman kept their expressions unchanged, just waving their hands to the Xihai troops to carefully pick up the toad's stump.
"Mr. Tang, can our cooperation continue normally?" The demon girl smiled again, and she wanted Tang Yan to give a positive answer.
"Our alliance will launch an attack in the near future, and the battlefield will be very large. I will not interfere with your actions, and you do not need to know our plans. The two sides do not need to have any direct interactions, and cooperation can only be carried out behind the scenes. With you
Your intelligence should be able to guess the key areas of the battlefield, and you can also see that this battle will last for a long time. I hope you will do what you should do."
Tang Yan deliberately used this method to avoid future interactions between the two parties in order to hide the news that he was in seclusion.
These two monsters are too smart and well-versed in their inner demons. If they can't come into direct contact, it's best not to come into contact. They fight on their own and only need a tacit understanding to cooperate.
"I wish our cooperation a success."
"Wish you success."
The cooperation between the two parties began, and each other acted separately.
Tang Yan returned to the alliance, explained many arrangements, and apologized to Niya, Zhaoyi and others. The planned wedding had to be postponed.
After that, Tang Yan secretly invited Langya to secretly protect his lover and brother. He also invited Mr. Jin and his Golden Flame Turtle clan, the Lord of Fierce Room, the Seventeenth Ghost Lord, Yueying, etc.
Including all the spiritual source liquid, all that can be left behind is left in the war alliance.
January 10, the ninth year of the Era, morning.
Tang Yan knelt down in front of the main hall of the Emperor's Palace, facing the seven war temples of the Alliance, and knelt for an hour, petitioning for the upcoming war and apologizing for his departure.
No one knew how long the war would last, nor how long he would be away.
No one knows what accidents will happen in the war, nor does he know how many people will die and how many will be left behind when he comes back.
Tang Yan could not accompany his brothers, uncles and millions of disciples to fight this battle together, so he could only return as early as possible.
January 10th.
The senior leaders of the eight war temples of the Alliance held a promotion meeting.
Ke Zunshan also serves as the deputy leader of the alliance, shouldering the important tasks of the entire alliance's war.
On the same day, Guangmu Palace tried its best to issue a summons, calling General Qilufu to return.
On the same day, the Zhan Alliance once again issued a convening order to the ten affiliated ethnic groups in the control area, and dispatched air force troops to bring all the leaders of the ten affiliated ethnic groups to the Zhan Alliance to hold a joint coordination meeting.
The clouds of war first gathered over the Zhan Alliance and surged in the areas controlled by the Zhan Alliance.
On the same day, Old Tang Yuanque of the Demon Spirit Tribe’s Military Tribe arrived at the War Alliance with the action plan drawn up by Yixian Tian. The War Alliance held another emergency meeting to discuss the next action plan.
On the same day, Tang Yan returned to Xiantian and paid homage to his ancestors, starting the most important retreat in his life.
King Ma Yama, who thought of Wu Wu and Wu Wu, worshiped in the ancestral temple on the same day, made a blood sacrifice with a golden pestle stick in the sky, accepted the secret inheritance of the Six Slaves, and accepted the racial righteousness of being loyal to the king and protecting the Lord.
January 12th.
Nian Wuxin's soul began its journey of fusion with the assistance of the Huiling Pond's guardian troops. The soul body awakened, forced its way into the body of Bailian Black Peng, and sank to the bottom of the Huiling Pond, where hundreds of troops jointly guarded it.
According to the agreement, Prince Cang will personally protect the situation, but now the situation is serious and the war is about to be ignited. Even King Ma Yama and others have to retreat in advance, striving to get out of seclusion as soon as possible and enter the battlefield as soon as possible. The previous guarantee has to be taken away by reality.
However, the Guardian Force and the Clan Council have made sufficient preparations and strive to be foolproof, and the person who really depends on this fusion operation is Nian Wuxin himself.
Whether it is a disaster or an opportunity, Nian Wuxin will decide by his own actions.
January 15th!
Emperor Li Mo issued an ultimatum to Jiu Ying - hand over Akang Flax to avoid war!
The Blood Demon Emperor issued an ultimatum to Prince Cang - hand over the Blood Ming and Blood Dove to avoid war!
The Star Emperor issued an ultimatum to Prince Cang - hand over Mu Yanyun and his guard elders to avoid war!
The Holy Spirit Emperor issued an ultimatum to Prince Cang - hand over Pesa to avoid war!
Four consecutive imperial orders and ultimatums, accompanied by the mobilization of the four supreme royal families for war, affected the hearts of the whole world.