How can it not be a saint, how can it not be a saint?

No one is stupid.

When Yang Xuan killed the two half-saint-level demons with one palm, when Yang Xuan sat on top of Gu Yi's head and returned, when tens of millions of demons retreated like a tide, Yang Xuan's identity was already revealed.

Holy Honor!

This is a deity standing at the top of the pyramid, a deity who turns the tide.

At this moment, Yang Xuan's infinitely majestic image is deeply rooted in the hearts of everyone here, and it is impossible to shake it anymore.

Qing Ying's face flushed with excitement, he didn't expect that he casually worshiped a big brother, and it turned out to be a saint, this strong contrast, he actually gave birth to a feeling like being in the clouds.

Especially when he thought that he had run to threaten Yang Xuan at the beginning, he couldn't wait to slap himself to pieces, stomp a few more kicks to get angry, or pick out his eyeballs and kick them out as a ball.

There are no beads in the eyes, there are no beads in the eyes.

After the excitement, Chi Yu's face turned a little pale, and he was afraid for a while when he thought that he had once regarded Yang Xuan as a spy.

Fortunately, Qing Sakura stopped herself at that time, otherwise, I don't know how she died.

Thinking of this, he felt a little grateful to Qing Sakura in his heart.

The cheers continued, and the waves rose higher and higher, setting off thousands of waves.

In the midst of these hundreds of millions of cheers, Lan Xiao walked towards Yang Xuan step by step, and then knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice: "Lan Xiao of the Fourth War Zone, meet Lord Saint Venerable." ”

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After the First World War, although the alliance side won, it also paid a rather tragic price, and the aftermath needs to be cleaned up.

But of course, Yang Xuan didn't need to worry about this, at this time, he was sitting upright in his chair, listening to Lan Xiao's report.

Gu Yi, who had already changed his body shape and shrunk himself to the size of an ordinary wild boar, lay beside Yang Xuan, provoking Lan Xiao and a group of high-level officials of the Fourth War Zone to look over from time to time.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that this demon like a wild boar was actually a saint-level cultivator.

And what made them even more shocked was that a saint-level demon was lying beside Yang Xuan so well-behaved, not daring to move, how terrifying should Yang Xuan be?

For a while, Yang Xuan's image became more and more mysterious and tall in their hearts.

Lan Xiao continued: "Lord Saint, what should I do now, I would like to ask Lord Saint Venerable for advice. ”

He's talking about aftermath and preparedness.

Yang Xuan waved his hand and said: "I'm just passing by, it's inconvenient to participate in specific affairs, and I will leave when Yang Sheng comes back." ”

At the mention of Yang Sheng, everyone's faces were gloomy, and Lan Xiao had already said his guess just now, causing everyone's faces to turn pale.

If something really happens to Yang Sheng, the fate of the Fourth War Zone without the Holy Venerable is still unknown.

Lan Xiao was about to speak, when Gu Yi, who was lying on the ground just now, suddenly raised his head and shouted.

Everyone changed color and stopped.

Although Gu Yi didn't seem to be a threat now, no one could forget that it was a saint-level demon.

At the same time, Yang Xuan heard a voice from Gu Yi in his heart: "Yang Sheng, exchange me." ”

Yang Xuan's heart moved, and his eyes narrowed in an instant.

It seems that Gu Yi knew where the Yang Sage was, otherwise, he would not have said such a thing as an exchange.

"Okay!" After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Xuan agreed.

A saint-level demon is far less important than the Yang Saint of the Fourth War Zone.

If Yang Sheng really died, I am afraid that the Fourth War Zone would be directly wiped out.

Thinking of this, he spoke: "You guys should first straighten out the defense, and I will find a way to find the Yang Sheng." ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for everyone to respond, grabbed the ancient meaning, and disappeared directly in place, leaving only Lan Xiao and the others looking at each other, at a loss.

Out of the camp, Gu Yi returned to his original form, and after Yang Xuan jumped up and sat on top of his head, he spread his hooves and ran in a certain direction.

This run is a day and night.

The speed of Guyi is extremely fast, and the kung fu of one day and one night has already crossed a long distance.

But the more he ran, the more Yang Xuan felt that something was wrong, because as the ancient meaning deepened, the demonic aura he felt gradually became more and more terrifying.

Didn't you enter the demon camp?

He thought to himself.

Just as he was thinking this, Gu Yi suddenly stopped, and then let out a high-pitched and continuous hiss.

Oh!

After a few moments, the ground trembled, and it seemed as if ten thousand horses were galloping and surrounding this side from all directions.

A moment later, a black line appeared on the horizon, and it didn't take long for it to reach Yang Xuan.

Sure enough, it was an army of tens of thousands of demons.

After these demon armies arrived in front of Yang Xuan, they did not attack, but began to change their formation, surrounding Yang Xuan, their eyes full of bloodlust and cruelty.

Gu Yi roared again.

A moment later, the demon in front of Yang Xuan parted to both sides, and a figure slowly walked out.

Yang Xuan's eyes showed a strange look, because the figure that came out was not an evil demon, but a man with a human appearance.

It was the first person in the Fourth War Zone - Yang Sheng.

Yang Xuan's image of him that he had seen before.

He has a great figure, a serious face, and looks very manly, and between his expectations, his majesty is infinite, but in his eyes, there is a cold glow of hatred.

But when Yang Xuan's divine thoughts probed slightly, he understood.

The demonic phantom behind Yang Sheng's body covered with scales and spikes on his tail was enough to explain everything.

After seeing all this, Yang Xuan smiled.

"This is the second time we've met!" he said lightly.

A sharp and piercing sound came out of Yang Sheng's mouth, and after a while, it turned into an extremely cold emphasis, like a sharp stone creak, carved into the glass.

"Let go of the ancient meaning!"

In an instant, Yang Xuan understood.

This demon must have a strange spiritual connection with Gu Yi, otherwise, he wouldn't have said such things as soon as he came up.

Yang Xuan seemed to understand a little bit why they were called twin demons.

"Oh?" Yang Xuan sighed softly, and said lightly: "Then why don't you let go of the control of Yang Sheng first?"

At this moment, Gu Yi's limbs suddenly trembled, and when the ground under his feet shattered, his body moved, and he was about to escape into the void.

But in the next second, his movements stopped abruptly, and his huge body froze directly in place.

Yang Xuan touched its pig head with a smile and said with a smile: "Want to run?"

Laugh at!

Yang Sheng appeared in front of Yang Xuan, and at that moment, his hands turned into spears and stabbed fiercely.

In an instant, the void shattered, and the white light in the sky stretched like cloth.

In the face of endless coercion, Yang Xuan only smiled at the corner of his mouth, and pressed the fingers on the top of Gu Yi's head with a slight force.

The next moment, Gu Yi let out a miserable cry: "Stop!"

The white light in the sky froze for a moment, and then disappeared, revealing Yang Sheng's expression full of murderous intent and hatred.

"Let him go!" Yang Sheng paused, his face full of frost.

Yang Xuan didn't have the heart to laugh with them, and said coldly: "You release people first." ”

Yang Sheng's chest rose and fell sharply, as if he was holding back his anger, and after a while, a long black shadow suddenly pulled out behind him, and after a slight turn, it turned into the female demon with spikes on the head and tail that Yang Xuan had seen before.