Thundered!......

Battleships and chariots loaded with all kinds of source stones, all kinds of elixirs and all kinds of refining materials fell into the depths of the Netherworld, and seeing the piles of cultivation resources moving out, the clansmen of the three clans were all bright-eyed and full of excitement.

"With so many cultivation resources, it's enough to supply our alliance's cultivation for 10,000 years!"

"The alliance army is too strong, sweeping the two ancient gates, looking at the entire continent, who is competing?"

"In the future, the people of our alliance can walk sideways in the outside world, and they no longer have to hide in the world. ”......

Sou!......

A small figure stepped on the nine steps of the Heavenly Demon, turned into a remnant of the Dao, as fast as a phantom, circled behind Long Buqi, and pounced.

Long Buqi's eyes flashed, and the same Heavenly Demon took nine steps, sweeping a meter away.

Poof!

Long Xiaoxue fell to the ground and looked at him aggrievedly, "It's not fun at all!"

Long Buqi smiled, helped her up, and patted the dirt off her clothes, "Girl, when facing the enemy, you can't use all your strength at once, just use eight layers of strength, and keep two layers of strength in case of the enemy's rear moves." ”

"I know, my brother is not my enemy, I just want you to carry it, and it doesn't hurt me at all. Long Xiaoxue pursed her mouth, and it wasn't until she climbed on Long Buqi's back that she became happy, raising her little head high, like a victorious female general, facing the adoring eyes of the three clansmen.

Of course, the people of the three tribes worship not her, but Long Buqi, Long Buqi has become the most admired person of the three tribesmen, when the martial artists of the three tribes teach the younger generation of disciples, they often use Long Buqi as an example, like a mountain, and the young generation of the three tribes is breathless.

When the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect saw the Nine Steps of the Heavenly Demon Sect performed by Long Xiaoxue, they were all discolored, obviously taught by Long Buqi, the Nine Steps of the Heavenly Demon Sect is the mastery of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and it must not be passed on!

The elders opened their mouths and stopped talking.

After a moment of hesitation, in the end, he chose to remain silent.

Long Buqi is a madman who kills people without blinking, and if someone stands up and accuses him, it is estimated that he will die an ugly death!

There were no more elders than one or two who had been killed by him.

It's better to turn a blind eye......

"Throw a big celebration!"

The Nether Patriarch gives the order.

One of the deacons in charge of the celebration laughed, "After hearing the news that the Alliance Army had swept through the two ancient gates, the clan has already begun to prepare for the celebration banquet. ”

"That's good!"

The Nether Patriarch nodded in satisfaction.

All the clans in the Martial Saint Continent have retained this tradition, and they will hold a celebration banquet when they win a battle, which can reward the warriors and unite people's hearts.

When night came, piles of bonfires lit up in the entire Netherworld Central Martial Ground, and because there were too many people, they could only be in the open air.

The spirit beasts were roasted on the fire and were burnt yellow, and the grease dripped into the fire, igniting a blue spark, filled with the smell of human meat.

A jar of elixir made of fine wine piled up around the bonfire, fragrant, free to use.

The sacrificial elders, Lin Haotian, the Golden Great Sage and Long Buqi gathered around the bonfire in the center, and the other bonfires were divided into three circles according to their status and strength, followed by the elders of each clan, followed by the younger generation of disciples, and finally the more prestigious people among the ordinary clansmen.

"Alas, it's a pity that one-armed is dead, and he doesn't see such a grand occasion for the Alliance. ”

The Golden Great Sage picked up the first bowl of wine and poured it on the ground.

Lin Haotian and the sacrificial elders also saluted a bowl, their expressions were gloomy, the four of them have been friends for more than 10,000 years, and there are few people who have survived from the Divine War Era, and if one dies, there will be one less.

Seeing that the four Great Sage-level powerhouses were toasting, all the elders, all the disciples, and all the clansmen also expressed their respect.

"The second bowl, to the elders who died in battle. ”

The Golden Sage poured another bowl of wine.

The elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect secretly scolded, hypocrisy!

But he didn't dare to slack off, and then toasted another bowl.

This time swept through the two ancient gates, except for one Great Saint who died in battle, the Three Clans Alliance did not lose much, only the Heavenly Demon Sect lost more than a hundred elders!

When Long Buqi sent the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect to death, why didn't he see the Golden Great Sage stand up against it?

The Golden Great Sage smiled lightly, "A good celebration banquet, it can't be a memorial service, the third bowl, I respect the young heroes of the alliance, and the strength is the best in the world!"

Dangdang......

After the collision, everyone raised their bowls and dried up.

In the battle against the Ancient Beast Clan, Long Buqi showed an invincible posture, breaking the artifact of the Ancient Beast Clan, killing five Great Saints in a row, and killing hundreds of Martial Saints, which is indeed the best in the world!

The spirit wine was nothing to the elders, however, the younger generation of disciples with low cultivation were flushed and crumbling, unable to withstand the huge spiritual energy, and a thick white mist came out of their mouths and noses.

Hahaha......

The elders burst into laughter, but they were very satisfied.

"After all, the world is the world of young people, the alliance is the alliance of the younger generation after all, we are all old, we can rest assured that the young generation is strong and talented, and our alliance will be more prosperous in less than a hundred years!"

"The younger generation has indeed produced many good seedlings, the Netherworld Mufeng, Netherworld Hanyu, Netherworld City and Netherworld Mo'er, the Green Clan's Green Thirteen, Green Eight, and Lu Ya'er, and the Lin family's Lin Mubai, Lin Ruoran, and Long Xiaoxue are all first-class geniuses, and they have unlimited potential in the future!"

As for Long Buqi, the elders did not dare to evaluate it without permission, Long Buqi's strength and identity far surpassed them, and the three ancestors were all the same generation as Long Buqi, so they didn't dare to make a mistake.

"Yes, I was praised by the elders!"

Long Xiaoxue exclaimed happily.

All the disciples and clansmen laughed dumbly, and the other disciples who were named would not say it when they were happy, only this little girl would.

The elders glanced at Long Buqi with embarrassed expressions, in front of the disciples and clansmen, their identity and strength were high, however, compared to Long Buqi, the gap was big, and being praised by them was nothing at all, if it was praised by Long Buqi, it would be a supreme glory, after all, Long Buqi's strength was already the first in the world!

"Long Xiaoxue is the strongest genius, and there is no one day to compare. ”

Long Buqi was a little strange, he was praised by him, but he didn't see Long Xiaoxue happy, and he looked like a matter of course.

It's relieved to think about it, after all, he is Long Xiaoxue's elder brother, and the gap between identity and strength is not as deep as others.

Green Eight squeezed his eyebrows at Long Buqi and pointed at himself, the meaning was obvious, he wanted Long Buqi to praise him and let him be in the limelight among the younger generation of disciples......

Long Buqi's expression was indifferent, "The Green Clan is the best candidate for the next patriarch of the Green Clan, and it is a very good match for Lu Ya'er. ”

The Green Patriarch frowned, staring at Midoripachi with an unkind look.

He hasn't died yet, so he's worried about the position of the patriarch?

If another person said this, he would definitely have to turn his face.

However, it is a dragon and a weapon, he can't afford to offend, so he can only be counted on the green eight.

Green Ba's face was green, and he couldn't wait to smash the wine jar over.

......

The Netherworld Clan cheered and celebrated, but the battlefield of the ancient gods hundreds of thousands of miles away was cold-cold, and after nightfall, the martial artists of all parties who came here to train did not dare to enter.

In the deepest part, Lord Baizi lost the majesty of the superior, like a lost dog, kneeling towards a big mountain, with a sad expression, "The Heavenly Demon Sect, the Lin family, the Netherworld Clan, and the Green Clan have joined forces to destroy my sect, please go out of the gods!"

Rumble!......

A huge figure at the peak of the mountain stood up, exuding a cold divine might, and the killing intent was everywhere, "Why didn't you come and tell me earlier?"

Lord Bai Zizun's face turned pale and trembled.

"The god was too seriously injured in the era of the God War, the retreat has resumed, and his subordinates dare not disturb at will, the alliance army came too suddenly, and it was too late to report, and it has been destroyed!"

He didn't dare to tell the truth, he thought that he could stop the Alliance Army with the Suppression Sect artifact, but who knew that he couldn't stop it at all......

There has never been a Martial God in the Martial Saint Continent, this Bad Luck Sect deity came down from the Divine Realm, and he was too seriously injured in the Divine War Era, and he has been in retreat.

(End of chapter)