Her expression suddenly changed, someone appeared in her ear but she didn't even notice it!
And that voice...
"It's you! Come out!" the saint shouted in a low voice.
She remained motionless, but her eyes quickly swept around, looking for Su Yu's location.
However, he couldn't sense any of Su Yu's aura, as if he wasn't there.
"What if I don't come out?" Su Yu joked.
The saint was even more surprised. It was clear that the voice came from her right shoulder, but she could not sense his presence at all.
"Who are you?" The saint found it unbelievable that the sword of the emperor's killing sword failed to kill this person.
Even if the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult comes in person, it is impossible for him to be safe and sound!
"Haha..." Su Yu chuckled and stopped teasing her.
A speck of dust floated off the saint's shoulder, and in her incredible eyes, it folded over and over again into a complete man in black robe.
The saint immediately retreated thousands of feet away with vigilance, looking extremely vigilant.
Su Yu stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at her at leisure: "Oh? You are obviously immortal, but you are still afraid of me? I guess your immortality has a limit on the number of times you can become immortal, right?"
Just like resurrecting the dead, there is an innate limitation that it can only be used one day apart.
Otherwise, if there is infinite resurrection, who else in the world can subdue her?
"Then you don't have to worry about it anymore? What, you don't plan to kill me?" The saint became more vigilant.
Su Yu said calmly: "As I said, I am cooperating with you."
Cooperation? The saint thought about it.
After a long while, he said seriously: "It is indeed impossible to subdue the Emperor's Sword of Death by myself alone, but can we do it together with you?"
Su Yu shook his head slightly and stared into the depths of the bloody light, his eyes showing the slightest solemnity: "That's not true. With my strength, unless I pay a huge price, it will be difficult to shake the Emperor's Killing Sword!"
"Then what's the point of the cooperation you talk about? It's just empty talk!" The saint felt a little disappointed.
Su Yu smiled mysteriously: "You and I are not enough, how about adding the Bairi clan? The two Baidi puppets in their hands are rare combat power."
They? The Saint thought it was ridiculous.
"Your Excellency's ideas are so wild and unreasonable, I can't agree with them!" The saint shook her head and said in amusement: "I believe you have seen what the Bairi tribe has done. They don't regard us captives as living beings at all, only as puppets. Who are you and me to say that?
Inspire them to help us seize the Emperor's Sword of Life?"
"What's more..." The Saint has no interest in cooperating at all: "The White Clan is scared to death of the Vampire Clan. If they really have the determination to fight against the Vampire Clan, they will not fall into the sad fate of shrinking to an island now. I think
Borrowing their power is simply unimaginable."
The corner of Su Yu's mouth raised a hint of confidence, and he said leisurely: "Nothing in the world is absolute. They huddled on an island because they were lucky enough to be able to maintain the continuation of the race through tolerance. If that were to happen,
Is there any chance that the thread will be wiped out?"
The thought-provoking statement made the saint think deeply.
Why hasn't the White Clan taken so long to annihilate all the Vampire Clan, the life-and-death enemy that threatens their race, and have a fight to the death?
Firstly, the viciousness and cruelty of the vampires frightened them.
Secondly, he was not forced into a real desperate situation.
Over the years, the Bai Ri people have been like a frog boiling in warm water, with their population decreasing bit by bit until they reach their current level.
If we had had the courage to fight the Vampire Clan from the very beginning, even if only a small number of the White Sun Clan members were left, they would have been able to repopulate and grow stronger in an infinitely long time.
It was precisely because it was not forced to the point where it had to burn its boats that it was gradually weakened. Now it is shrinking to an island and no longer has the courage to fight.
Now, due to the unexpected move of the Wuchen Yue Sect, the blood clan has exploded in unprecedented proportions, with the number being more than a hundred times greater than before?
If they take action, the White Clan will have no chance of survival.
So, if this news is told to the White People, what will be the result?
Can they still feel at ease?
I'm afraid I'll be confused!
The saint's eyes lit up slightly, this method could indeed stimulate the Sun Clan to take action against the Vampire Clan.
"It's a good idea, but why do you think that the Bairi people want to cooperate with us instead of letting the two Baidi puppets subdue us again and let us continue to become slaves?" The saint shook her head gently, based on her past year.
From what I know about the Bairi people, they are definitely not kind people.
If they really go back, they will only end up being arrested again.
And the Bairi clan, who have seen their true strength, will they still control them at will as before?
If they want to break away from the chains of the White Clan, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"Haha, I can make all the White People leave this world, so they must, must be willing to cooperate with me!"
The saint was immediately surprised and said in shock: "How will you leave this world?"
"certainly!"
The saint stared at Su Yu with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Not to mention, I almost forgot that the man in black robe in front of me is the only one who came to this world when it was not a full moon. Does he really know the way?
She was completely moved and said, "If you are willing to take me out, I can give you unimaginable benefits."
As a saint of the Moon Worship Cult, she indeed has such qualifications.
"What I want is the Emperor's Killing Sword, can you give it to me?" Su Yu smiled half-heartedly.
The saint's face darkened: "Except this!"
"Haha, so you don't have enough chips." Su Yu smiled faintly: "It's better to stay in peace and help me get the Emperor's Killing Sword. Then we'll talk about how to distribute it in the future."
Whether or not the Emperor's Sword of Death can be subdued is a matter of debate, and it is too early to talk about distribution.
"Okay! Anyway, it's not the last minute, and I don't want to give up." The saint paused: "Are we going back to the White Clan now?"
Su Yu said calmly: "Don't worry, let them consume some of the clan members. Only when they feel the pain will they cherish the opportunity."
The saint did not refute this point.
Go back early and help them repel the Blood Tribe. Instead of being grateful, the Day Tribe will subdue them and bind them as prisoners.
Only by allowing them to lose more warriors from the White Clan and feel the urgency of genocide of all races will they be willing to cherish the opportunity to leave this world.
Su Yu and the Saint had the same idea, and had no sympathy for the Bairi clan.
When they treat the prisoners as if they were nothing, don't blame the prisoners for treating their lives as nothing.
They stayed, carefully explored the nearby information, and even recorded many images of this place.
Half a day later.
When the whole world began to darken, the fighting that lasted all day gradually came to an end.
The ground was filled with the corpses of the Blood Tribe, but the corpses of the White Tribe warriors were also piled up like mountains, lying scattered and scattered.
Many captives perished together, including the prisoner of the Double-Crowned Emperor, who was also besieged and killed by three extremely powerful vampires in this battle.
The final victory belongs to the White Clan.
But, it was a miserable victory.
The goatee old man's clothes were covered in blood, and his eyes remained tired and dim.
"What's the statistical casualty report?" the old man with a goatee asked hoarsely.
Behind her are her two daughters, Ba Yue and Ba Feng.
The third daughter Ba Shui died, and they watched helplessly as a powerful vampire rushed into their midst and snatched Ba Shui away, leaving only unforgettable screams.
Ba Yue is still alive, but not much better, half of his arm is gone.
Moreover, unlike the strong divine energy from the outside world, it can absorb divine energy at any time to heal injuries.
The world here is extremely depleted, and energy is extremely scarce.
Like the emperors of heaven and earth in the outside world, it is a luxury for them to recover their arms in a single thought.
They could only rely on herbs with weak curative effects to slowly heal their wounds, not daring to waste any energy.
Ba Feng was not much better. Her sister lost an arm just to help her block the blow, but she was still injured in the abdomen and blood was flowing.
Hearing this, Ba Yue held a copy of the latest wanted list in her hands, her eyes filled with gloom.
"Of the 60,000 soldiers, only 20,000 are left, and the remaining 40,000 died in battle!" Baiyue said in a low voice.
Among the 20,000 surviving soldiers, nearly half were seriously injured.
To be precise, there are only 10,000 warriors who can continue to fight, just 10,000!
They and the two White Emperor puppets will be the last support for the 200,000 old, weak, women and children.
The old man with the goatee trembled. Is this all he has left?
With the speed at which they reproduce, it is difficult to guarantee that they will be able to cultivate another 40,000 warriors in the next ten years.
At that time, there was another large-scale attack by the vampires.
No, maybe twenty years later!
The vampires organized two large-scale attacks three years apart, and the casualties must have been extremely heavy.
Twenty years are enough for them to regain some of their strength.
"How many healing spiritual objects are there in the family treasury?" The old man with the goatee regained hope and said energetically.
Ba Yue was not so optimistic: "The healing resources collected from the captives' storage rings over the years have been almost consumed. They are only enough for the healing of 3,000 people. The remaining 7,000 people are injured. I am afraid they can only rely on their physical fitness to heal them."
Slow recovery.”
With the intensity of spiritual energy in this place, how many people can truly rely on their physical fitness to slowly recover?
Many tribesmen will slowly die from increasingly serious injuries.
The old man with the goatee looked sad, and sighed: "Priority will be given to warriors with higher strength."
Priority is determined based on the level of cultivation rather than the severity of the injury.
This means that those who don’t get the medicine will die faster!
"It's all the blame on those two prisoners! If they had been here, the casualties wouldn't have been so heavy!" Ba Yue passed the responsibility to Su Yu and the Saint.
With the strength of those two people, they might be able to reduce the casualties of many tribesmen.
At this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded over the island that was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
"Oh? The person who killed your warriors was obviously a vampire. I won't take the blame for this!"
But I saw a grain of dust folding out of nothing.
Who is it if it’s not Su Yu?
Ba Yuedeng immediately became angry and full of murderous intent: "How dare you come back! Zhengchou has no place to look for you! Father, please bring out the White Emperor puppet!"
With the astonishing strength Su Yu displayed, only the White Emperor's puppet could completely subdue him.
Su Yu's expression was indifferent, he stroked the Buddhist bead bracelet and said calmly: "Really? Don't you want to save your people? The resources I have in hand are either too much or too little. They will probably be enough for you to use for a hundred years.