Four days later, Su Yang took Song Xing and Cai Die back to the desert of the ancient gods after a long absence.

Of course, all this is naturally new to Song Xing and the others, but because Su Yang has been angry and serious all the way, Song Xing and the others have a tacit understanding to remain silent and do not ask more.

But in their hearts, they also guessed something, especially when they turned from the so-called transportation fortress desert to the ancient god desert, their guess in their hearts was also a little firmer.

The ancient gods of the desert, these days, Song Xing and Cai Die have really heard of it.

Whether it is from the mouths of several young stewards from an inn, or from the mouths of people who eat wine, they all talk about the ancient gods desert, as well as the fifty-year Moutai of the ancient gods desert, and the Imperial League!

Even because of curiosity, the two of them specifically inquired about the ancient god city.

So if you didn't guess wrong, Lord Su Yang's rare eagerness this time must be related to the Imperial League!

It is very likely that it was because something happened to the Imperial League that he had to rush back!

And the things that can make Su Yang show an eager expression, then it is conceivable that it will not be an ordinary trivial matter!

It is precisely because they know this that Song Xing and the others have remained silent along the way, the purpose is not to add trouble to this adult.

The moment he stepped out of the teleportation array, the surrounding environment changed instantly.

It was as if he was suddenly in the middle of the boundless golden sand sea, and the black teleportation array was like a flat boat, compared to the boundless vastness of the desert, imposing a sense of insignificance, which made Song Xing and Cai Die sigh for a while, on the other hand, Su Yang did not show too many expressions, maybe because he was tired of watching, or perhaps, he had no intention of watching.

And at the moment when Su Yang stepped out of the teleportation array.

Inside the Imperial League's residence.

At this time, thousands of Imperial League disciples all gathered in this square, looking at the distance with indignant and vigilant expressions.

Look at those who stand in their way!

There are not many "those people" here, on the contrary, there are only a pitiful two or three hundred!

Compared to the thousands of people in the Imperial League, it looks extremely small!

But it was these two or three hundred people, standing in front of thousands of people in the Imperial League, but no one dared to move!

There is no other reason, just because these people are all top powerhouses!

Compared with the fifth-order powerhouses with the highest entry path in the Imperial League Xuanmen at this time, these people are the lowest, and they all have the sixth order of entry!

There are not a few strong people who are in the phase!

And what really plays a key role is precisely these strong people who enter the phase realm!

Because these people can't fill the gap with their heads!

On the contrary, the two forces stood in the open space, and it was filled with many corpses that were horrific and terrible, and there were at least three or four hundred people!

The children of the Imperial League looked at their brothers who were like brothers and sisters on weekdays, and now they were dying in front of them one by one, with unspeakable grievances and anger in their hearts!

But on the other hand, on the side of two or three hundred people, looking at the corpses of these cultivators is like looking at the corpses of ants and animals, full of disdain and indifference!

These two or three hundred people, needless to say, are naturally the people of the Ling Immortal Sect.

Ling Xianzong looked like the man standing at the front, wearing a blue Guangling shirt, with a blue python pattern brocade belt tied around his waist, with a pair of cold eyes that were proud of everything, with a long body, and he looked heroic.

But in fact, the real person is the old man who is sitting on the eaves, who seems to be closing his eyes and contemplating, breathing very slowly, and who seems to have no sense of existence!

But in fact, the more this is the case, the more people feel that he is unpredictable!

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the young man's side, which came from the flaxen-colored young man: "Hmph, the highest is to enter the Tao and cultivate, so dare to be arrogant and claim the king?" What a joke! ”

On the other side, a young man with a pockmarked face also sneered, looking at the ground that was stained red by blood and dirty flesh and filled with mutilated corpses, the ridicule in his heart became thicker, and he smiled: "Just such a group of rabble, I really don't understand, how the people sent before were defeated, hmph, it's not that I want to say, it's these people who are too unbeaten, just these scum, I beat a hundred of them!" ”

As soon as the pock-faced young man finished speaking, the woman with heavy makeup on the side suddenly spoke: "Lin Qiuwen, Sun Gaoyuan, you are so powerful, hurry up and kill him two hundred or three hundred, we are too lazy to do it." ”

The pock-faced young man called Lin Qiuwen was not happy at that time, and teased: "Yo, if you want to be happy, let me kill for you, you think really well." ”

Hearing this, the children of the Ling Immortal Sect suddenly burst into undisguised laughter.

But in the ears of the people of the Imperial Alliance, it was like a thunderbolt ringing in their hearts!

Make them extremely uncomfortable!

These people are going to kill them, saying it so easily and deservedly, it is really embarrassing!

And it is this kind of grievance and discomfort that is what really destroys people's willpower, at this moment, there are already many children of the Imperial League who are cowardly, want to fight, don't know how to fight, want to escape, but are afraid of being sorry for their brothers, so that they look extremely depressed and complicated, is it true that the Imperial League is really going to die here today?

Standing at the forefront of the Imperial Alliance's camp were several deacons from the Xuanmen and Qingmen.

For example, Yang Conglu of Qingmen A vein, Jing Chi of B vein, Wu Yanzu of C vein and so on.

As a more high-level Xuanmen than Qingmen, it has only developed two veins so far, that is, the two veins of Xuanmen A and B, respectively with Liu Dehua and Zhang Xueyou.

But at this time, the people of the Imperial League are not any of these deacons!

The real person is the middle-aged man who stands in front of everyone, wearing a plain robe and slightly gray temples!

This person's cultivation is only the twelfth order of the day after tomorrow, but among all the Imperial Alliance disciples present, none of them underestimate him!

Because this man is the elder brother of the alliance leader!

The once terrifying generation of Tianjiao -

Yunyan Dao people!

Just when the people of the Imperial League were thinking differently and waver, the flax-colored silk young man who was called Sun Gaoyuan before suddenly spoke again: "It's really a group of stubborn bones, saying that you are a rabble has indeed buried you, it should be said that you are the mentally retarded group in the rabble!" Hmph, what do I say, the leader of the Imperial Alliance who has not dared to come forward for so long, and will only be a shrinking turtle, how strong can his subordinates be? ”

After hearing this, there was an angry figure on the side of the Imperial League, and he couldn't bear the anger in his heart anymore, and immediately shouted: "You can scold us, you scold our eldest brother, I, Jingchi, am the first to fight with you!" ”

Jing Chi's eyes were blood-red because of anger, and as he spoke, he was about to fight with the hundreds of people on the other side, and the disciples of the Imperial League who saw this scene hurriedly pulled, and Yun Yan on the side also stretched out an arm to block it, and said coldly: "You are in a hurry to die, no one will stop you, but at least you have to die a meaningful!" ”

Yun Yan said, and then looked at the old man who was sitting on the eaves not far away, and said lightly: "This elder, do you really want to make things go to this point?" ”

The old man resting on the eaves didn't even bother to open his eyes, but the pock-faced Lin Qiuwen on the side answered: "Yo? Got to this point? If it wasn't for the one you started? Are we going to get to this point? Which green onion are you? Are you embarrassed to say it? ”

Knowing that he was invincible, Yun Yan could only hold back his anger and wanted to negotiate, but at this moment, he didn't know where to start.

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