"Holy Son, let's stay away from that cave. ”

Wen Chuan nodded silently, then patted Yechen who was blocking in front of him, and said, "You, very good, I will focus on cultivating you in the future." ”

When the people around Wen Chuan heard this, they all showed expressions of envy and jealousy.

It's not that the guards are disloyal, but they were all attracted by the Barbarian Bull Clan just now, and they slowed down, only to be preempted by Yechen.

Yechen Zhengse said: "As a believer, it is my duty to protect the Holy Son, and my subordinates do not want to take credit for it. ”

Wen Chuan said lightly: "You can think so, but I can't help but appreciate it, when I return to the sect, I will give you a high-level exercise, and find a martial artist to be your master." ”

Such a good treatment?

The crowd was even more envious.

Don't look at the battle in front of you, there are so many martial saints, but on weekdays, Wuzun is a mythical figure, and ordinary martial kings don't have the right to talk to Wuzun, let alone worship him as a teacher.

"Thank you, Holy Son, as a member of the Cult of the Underworld, I will not be arrogant or impatient, and continue to defend my duty. Yechen said with a straight face, bowed his head and bowed to Wen Chuan.

"Well, let's go!" After nodding to Yechen, Wen Chuan led the group to move away from the black hill.

Yechen was still hunched over, and found that Li Jia was looking at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he glanced at Li Jia provocatively.

"Holy Son!" Li Jia shouted loudly, and then hurriedly walked to Wen Chuan's side, pointed at Yechen and said, "This kid looked at me with a provocative gaze just now, this is a manifestation of his ulterior motives after his conspiracy succeeded and gained the trust of the Holy Son." ”

"Oh!" Wen Chuan glanced at Yechen and said softly, "What the military advisor said is right?"

Yechen nodded and said, "He's right. ”

"Do you really have ulterior motives?" Wen Chuan's eyes suddenly turned into sharp arrows and pierced at Yechen.

Yechen's head immediately shook like a rattle, and he said loudly: "Holy Son, your subordinates are small people, you must have heard of villains. This military advisor has asked for the life of his subordinates three times and twice, and his subordinates have now gained the trust of the Holy Son, of course, to look at him like that, I mean, don't wronged good people in the future. ”

"Rhetoric. Li Jia sneered and said, "Holy Son, how can ordinary people be so skillful?"

Yechen said loudly: "Strategist, I don't blame you, is it wrong to be a little better at speaking? What's more, what I said is the truth, if it is made up, you can describe it with clever words." Is it true that there are no eloquent people around the Holy Son? Master Military Master, you are the pillar of the Holy Son's side, you can rest assured, I will not threaten your status, I am self-aware. ”

"It still threatens my status? and calls me a narrow-minded villain in his words? Li Jia said with a sneer.

"Okay, that's over. Wen Chuan said loudly, he was originally optimistic about Yechen, but now that he heard that what Yechen said made sense, he naturally stood on Yechen's side.

"Alas!" Li Jia flicked his sleeve fiercely, obviously very dissatisfied.

Wen Chuan's brows furrowed, and he turned around without saying a word and led everyone to continue walking.

Yechen walked beside Wen Chuan, Li Jia leaned over unconsciously, and whispered coldly to Yechen: "I will kill you sooner or later." ”

Yechen smiled coldly, continued to glance at Li Jia defiantly, and then followed behind Wen Chuan with a smile, and Li Jia trembled angrily.

The group stood still far from the black hill.

In the vast dark sky, a big black hand tore through the black canopy and grabbed the dead ants on the ground.

This is a big hand that is purely condensed by strength, and the big hand is rampage, and the martial saints who were originally fighting in front of the big hand changed their faces slightly, and then they got out of the way.

With one hand, he rushed away from the interception of countless martial saints, such a power was too terrifying, and many people around Wen Chuan subconsciously felt that their souls were trembling.

Beside Yechen, someone exclaimed: "What a terrifying power, that's ......"

Wen Chuan said in a deep voice: "Emperor Wu has made a move." We retreated. ”

The surrounding mountains had been shattered, and Wen Chuan and the others flew out of the collapsed gravel of the mountain range, and landed behind the gravel to continue watching the battle.

"Hmph, bullying the small with the big, have the people of the wolf clan always been so virtuous?" A cold snort came from the sky, and then the sword qi slashed from afar, smashing the big black hand.

This is the Martial Emperor of the Excalibur Empire who made a move.

The Imperial War broke out.

The Martial Saints, like Wen Chuan, retreated far away and gave up the battlefield to Emperor Wu.

The martial saints were also very unwilling, watching from afar, looking for an opportunity to seize the death ant.

The battle of destroying the world broke out in the sky, and more and more Martial Emperors joined the battle, and the onlookers retreated again and again, and the people with low strength began to flee to the dark sky.

For many people, the Martial Emperor who may be fighting in the distant sky may appear by your side in the next moment, and once this kind of thing happens, it will definitely be shocked into powder by the power of the Martial Emperor.

As long as the Martial Saint Master was still standing in the distance, he watched silently.

Of course, the people of the Pluto Sect were still standing in place, and Wen Chuan was obviously very confident, as if even the masters of Emperor Wu couldn't hurt them.

This time, even Li Jia didn't persuade them.

"Boom!" The powerful force continued to ravage the void, and a huge fireball smashed down from the sky fiercely, smashing in the direction of Wen Chuan and the others.

"Holy Son, be careful. Countless people exclaimed, and this time, the guards reacted and resisted in front of Wen Chuan.

Wen Chuan looked indifferent, and then spread out the palm of his right hand, and a transparent glass octagonal bowl became larger in the palm of his hand, and then flew above everyone's heads, buckled upside down, and enveloped everyone in it.

Everyone raised their heads and saw that the terrifying fireball was getting bigger and bigger in their sight, and the entire vision was quickly filled with fireballs, and the breath of death descended.

"Boom!" The huge fireball landed on the transparent light mask, and countless people jumped uncontrollably under their eyes, and then sparks flew everywhere, and countless terrifying flames fell on the ground, burning the earth in large areas.

Countless people watched this scene with palpitations, and at the same time looked at the transparent light mask curiously.

"What a baby. The little fat man muttered subconsciously, swallowing his saliva.

Yechen's eyes also had an inexplicable luster flickering, but he didn't expect Wen Chuan to have such a strange and magical treasure after losing the sword and the flying boat, it seems that he just got it recently, otherwise he would have taken it out during the last decisive battle with himself.

That is the overflowing power of the Martial Emperor, although Wen Chuan, who is a martial saint, has the ability to dissolve it, but it must take a lot of effort, and it is impossible to be as light as now.

"Good thing!" Yechen didn't say it like a little fat man, but said silently in his heart, wanting to take this treasure for himself.

(End of chapter)