For the aliens, they already have a general understanding of the strength of the Demon Sect.

Mr. belongs to the existence of temporary insolvability, unless the gods take action, otherwise, even if the Venerable Majesty himself goes to be tough, the outcome is difficult to say.

Then, the trickier ones are a few disciples of Mr., as well as the strongest sword in the world - [Sword Qi Near]!

Oh yes, I heard that the Demon Sect also has a former old servant of a gentleman living in seclusion, and when the two major sword sects came to ask for the sword, this mute old man suppressed the cultivation and pressed the cultivation to the same level as Ping Shanhai, and then with two swords, he defeated Ping Shanhai who was holding the [Divine Sword].

These people are what the great priests are more afraid of.

Among Mr.'s disciples, he had fought with Gu Xiaoman, and he knew very well that if he was close to him, Gu Xiaoman would definitely not be his opponent.

As for the other disciples of the gentleman, not to mention.

The third disciple sounds like a talisman master, and the realm should also be the eighth realm.

The fourth disciple is a kitten demon, and the great sacrifice has also seen it.

As for the little disciple, it was Lu Xun who made the great priest hate itchy.

"If I have the chance, I will kill him with my own hands." The High Priest said in his heart: "No! You can't kill him easily, you have to torture him well! ”

In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, Lu Xun was already a master, but in the eyes of the great priest, he was still no different from an ant.

With such an analysis, the Great Priest felt that bringing the three clones of the Venerable to the Demon Sect, and a few high-level alien races, could completely crush the Eastern Regions Demon Sect!

And from the information obtained so far, it can be concluded that many masters of the Demon Sect have gone to other continents to help, which means that the current Eastern Regions Demon Sect's defense is weak.

"This is an over-trust in Mr." The Great Priest can guess the thoughts of the Demon Sect.

In their opinion, let alone the Demon Sect, even if it is the entire Eastern Regions, it is enough to have Mr. alone to take care of it.

Thinking of this, the High Priest suddenly discovered that this was indeed the best time to invade the Eastern Regions.

His Excellency looked down at the Great Priest with a changing expression, and said in a deep voice, "You can prepare early." ”

"Yes!" The high priest gave up his hand.

Zunshang nodded, and then with a wave of his hand, three black shadows appeared that were one size smaller than him.

The three black shadows are almost two meters or so, they look exactly the same, and their strength is all in the ninth realm, and when converted into levels, it is level 94.

Among them, any one of them can have a hard anus with the Great Priest, and their strength is among the best.

It's just that compared to the clones of the Great Sacrifice and the Second Sacrifice, the clones of the Venerable are more like the walking dead, like three puppets.

The high priest knew very well that it was because the strength of the clones was not weak, and there were as many as 9 clones on the Venerable. If they don't deprive them of a part of their spiritual intelligence, these 9 clones together can ride on his main body.

And the number of these nine clones made the Great Priest extremely envious.

The Venerable raised his right hand and threw it gently, and a simple bracelet was thrown to the high priest.

The high priest raised his hand to take it and looked down.

The bracelet is the simplest black string, strung with a blood-colored bead.

There was a drop of black-purple blood inside the bead, flowing on the wall of the bead, and it shimmered with a faint red light.

This is a drop of natal essence blood on Venerable.

"Put it on, and they'll do what you say." His Excellency said lightly.

"Yes." The high priest carefully put the bracelet on, and after putting it on, he found that he had a faint connection with the three clones that were more than two meters tall.

It's not like it's a complete heart-to-heart connection, but it's enough for him to control them.

Seriously, in the heart of the Great Priest, these three clones are just to help him play assists, and they don't intend to use them as the main force to charge into battle.

No way, who calls them the property of the leader.

If the leader lends you something, then you must use it well, but you can't use it blindly.

In the eyes of the high priest, it doesn't matter if you are injured, don't damage these three clones.

In this regard, he is still very sophisticated.

His Excellency glanced down at him, and then said, "Stand down." ”

"Yes." The figure of the Great Priest disappeared from the island and flew to the Eastern Regions.

Although there are still 3 days to go, there is still plenty of time, but he can kill all the way.

As the bloodthirsty of the three sacrifices, how could he not participate in the battle of the third wave of the alien race?

He set out from Mohai to the Eastern Regions, the southern border is a continent that must be passed.

"Let's start with the South." A strange smile appeared on the immature face of the great sacrifice, a bit like Zhang Zifeng's smile in the male version of "Detective Chinatown".

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Three thousand mountains, Tianque Gate.

It was sunset, and it wasn't completely dark. But just now, darkness suddenly covered the land.

A depressing aura permeated all over the Heavenly Dust Continent, making people feel uncomfortable.

There are signs that something big is coming.

The warning from the Demon Sect's side, Mo Beihe had already received it.

"The third wave of alien attacks will be even more terrifying than the previous two combined." Mo Beihe thought about this sentence in his heart, and his face was solemn.

In the first two waves of alien invasions, the Three Thousand Mountains region finally managed to withstand it.

Now, he doesn't know what the end up will be.

There are many sects in the Three Thousand Mountains area, and the number of players is also very large, which means that the number of cultivators here is not a lot, and even in terms of density, it is quite large.

But there is too much lack of strong people here!

There is a huge Three Thousand Mountains, and there is not even a powerhouse of the Seventh Realm, and a great cultivator of the Sixth Realm like Mo Beihe can already be regarded as the façade of the Three Thousand Mountains.

If there are fewer high-level alien races among the alien races, or there are no too strong alien races, then it will be easy to solve.

But if there are several high-level alien races comparable to the seventh realm, then it will be particularly tricky all of a sudden.

If you want to defeat the strong with the weak, you can only ...... Heap it with human life!

At this moment, Mo Beihe knelt in the ancestral hall, and this dwarf-like man looked up at the ranking of ancestors one after another, and silently kowtowed three times.

"I, Mobeihe, was originally a little beggar in a small town under the mountain, without a father or mother, without food, and when I was very hungry, I even had to compete with wild dogs for food."

"Thanks to Master's appreciation, he fell in love with my roots, accepted me into the sect, taught me to read and write, taught me to practice, and regarded me as his own."

"Back then, the little beggars in the small town never thought that one day they would sit in the position of the master of the door."

"The disciples respect me, the brothers and sisters help me, and the ancestor even forcibly broke through the death barrier and saved my life."

"Everything a disciple has been given by the sect."

The dwarf's head was always on the ground, and his forehead touched the ground, and his mouth kept repeating words.

"Today, the disciple will be worthy of Zong's grace."

After saying this, he got up and pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.

He raised his hand and made a move, and the spear [Gu Yong], which was much taller than him, fell into his hands.

Outside the door, the elders of the Tianque Gate were already waiting.

"Senior brothers and sisters, do you still remember the ghost king we met when we went down the mountain to practice?" Mo Beihe seemed to think of something, and suddenly laughed.

"How can I forget, if it wasn't for my sword back then, the fifth junior brother would have died long ago!" The three elders of the Tianque Sect said with a smile.

"Third Senior Brother, don't laugh here, after you saved me, I made up for the ghost king, otherwise, the third senior brother would also die on the spot, and the junior brother would owe you half a life at most." The Fifth Elder didn't have a good airway.

Several elders said everything with smiles on their faces.

At that time, they were just cultivators of the third and fourth realms, but they met the ghost king of the fifth realm at the foot of the mountain.

Originally, with their cultivation, they could have united and escaped, but they didn't.

For behind them was a small village, where they begged for a sip of water, and the chief of the village had made them a roast chicken.

What's more, they are young, how can they not float when they hear the respectful "immortal master" one after another?

In the end, everyone paid the price of serious injuries and killed the ghost king.

After returning to the sect, their master, the former sect master of Tianque Sect, asked about this matter, and they answered truthfully.

The Master did not praise them, but poured a large bowl of wine for everyone on the table at night, and drank it very freely and proudly.

After drinking too much wine, the unsmiling master laughed loudly: "Looking at the entire Three Thousand Mountains, there is a disciple of a cultivator who, like my disciple of Mo Qingshan, is so young that he guards a village and kills a ghost king!" ”

At that time, Tianque Gate was still going downhill, and the burden on the master's body was very heavy, but he was very happy that day, and the reason was very simple - he saw the responsibility in his disciples!

Now, the young people of that year have become the masters of the door and the elders.

They looked at each other and smiled, just like when they met the ghost king that day.

"Senior brother and sister, are you afraid?" Mo Beihe squinted his eyes and smiled.

"What did the master of the door say, even if he dies today, when he goes down, he won't be praised by the master!?"

"Even if you die, you won't lose!"

"Hahahaha! Even if you die, you don't lose! ”

When Mo Beihe heard this, he laughed loudly, this dwarf had a bit of heroism on his body.

Under the leadership of Mo Beihe, they got up together and flew towards the outside of the sect.

Mo Beihe held a spear [Gu Yong] and looked up at the sky that was pitch black and there was no even starlight.

The dwarf gritted his teeth and said:

"Today, I will guard this Tianque!"

- Fight to the death!

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