Chapter 1230: Hard Work Is Worthy of Respect
After half a day of flying, Yechen flew over an endless distance, and then stopped in front of a huge spatial vortex.
The spatial vortex stood in the void like an upside-down eye, exuding inexplicable power.
"Have you seen it in there?" Yechen asked the bone dragon at his feet.
The bone dragon said: "Master, there are delicious things here, I never thought of going anywhere else." ”
Thinking of the delicious food, Yechen immediately scolded angrily: "You are a tyrannical thing, even if you want to eat it, just eat a few fruits, you are so special that you actually ate all the trees, you loser's thing, it is not enough to lose money if you sell you." ”
The bone dragon thumped his head, listening to Yechen's angry scolding very respectfully, and did not refute a word.
"Alas, you beast. Looking at the bone dragon who didn't fight back and couldn't fight back, Yechen also lost interest in scolding him, but when he remembered that he had eaten so many dark fruit trees for so many years, Yechen was angry and his liver hurt.
"You're waiting for me here!" Yechen said, then took out the mysterious scales from the storage ring and held them in his hand before carefully flying towards the spatial vortex.
As soon as he approached the spatial vortex, a powerful reaction force rushed towards him, knocking Yechen's body out and falling to the ground.
"Damn, what's going on. Yechen said angrily.
"Master!" said the bone dragon above Yechen's head, "Behind you, there is a stone tablet. ”
"Oh!" Yechen turned his head to look, this is an extremely ancient stone tablet, the stone tablet is full of vicissitudes of ancient meaning, and there are several typings written on it: If you are not in the realm of martial saints, you are not allowed to enter.
The font is bright red and dazzling, as if it had just been painted in blood.
It seems that he still wants the Martial Saint realm to be able to do it, if it weren't for the Martial Saint ability. For this, Yechen is very dissatisfied, a genius like himself can now fight against the peak of Wuzun, and when he reaches Wuzun, maybe he will have the combat power of the martial saint.
This is obviously very unfair.
At the same time as slandering in his heart, Yechen was helpless, anyway, he had gained so much in this purgatory space, and he didn't pay anything, and he was complaining, which was a bit unkind.
In desperation, Yechen could only control the bone dragon and continue to fly back.
After another half a day of flight, Yechen returned to the place where he started.
The drake-blooded warriors have entered, encamping in a large area of space.
There are no dark fruit trees in this piece of land within a radius of 100 miles, seeing this scene, Yechen is angry again, the fruit trees here must have been eaten by the bone dragon, which caused such a large piece of land to be vacated.
This ruined thing, I don't know how many imperial artifacts I've eaten over the years.
Song Jia greeted him and said to Yechen, "General, I have sent a thousand people to disperse to pacify the dark fruit trees here. ”
"Well, okay!" Yechen said, "Are they out?"
Song Jia said: "The demon has not healed yet, but it should be soon." Mu Lie had already gone out to fight, and before he left, he had said that if the demons regained their strength, they would go out immediately, and he would use their power to perform great magic. ”
"Alas, I wouldn't have been so heavy if I knew I wouldn't have done it so hard!" Yechen said, his slap was cool, but those demons suffered, and it took a day and a night to recover from the fire of purgatory.
While the two were talking, Huang Xinrou led Yemo and the others to appear from the small passage, followed by seven demons.
"Ivy, get out!" said Yechen.
"Yes!" Ivy opened the spatial vortex, and then Yechen led the people to appear in the treasure ship's room, and then walked out of the room, flew to the bow of the ship and looked down.
There are obviously a lot more flying dragon treasure ships and flying cloud treasure ships around, and different flags are planted on the treasure ships, waving in the wind and clouds.
"Oh, there are five more princes. Yechen muttered.
In addition to the flags of the Kaishan Kingdom and the Luyuan Kingdom, he also saw five other different flags, namely the Jian'an Kingdom, the Wuxian Kingdom, the Qingling Kingdom, the Pingyong Kingdom, and the Yang Principality.
From afar, Yechen saw that on Fu Cheng's treasure boat, there were these princes and kings, and a total of seven princes and kings' reinforcements had arrived, plus the previous Pingyi Kingdom and Luosha Kingdom, and now there were nine princes and kings.
Although it is less than one-tenth of the total number of princes and kings, Yechen believes that there will be princes and kings coming one after another.
This scene finally made Yechen happy. It doesn't matter what they have in mind, but at a time of life and death, it's always good to know that you're in agreement.
Immediately, Yechen looked in the direction of the Death Empire and said with a sneer: "If the princes and kings who are still motionless after the war is over, I will definitely have a good chat with you in the future." The princes and kings who don't go to war with foreign races are really a waste of the position and power I gave you in my previous life. ”
On the side of the Sea Clan, there are more and more masters, even if so many princes and kings come and lead the masters over, the Terrans still don't have any advantage, no different from when Yechen first came.
On the city wall, Mu Lie sat on the top of an arrow tower resting, regaining his strength, and the days of fighting made him very tired.
"Hahaha, Terran slaves, come out and fight, and let your Hakru master teach you how to be a good slave. In the midst of the storm, Hakru's figure let out an insolent laugh accompanied by lightning and thunder, and his tone was extremely contemptuous and very arrogant.
Chang Baihui walked over and said to Yechen: "Not long ago, a general under the command of King Qingling led three thousand soldiers to form a formation to fight him, but he was slaughtered by him and two martial sects, and the morale here is much lower because of this. ”
Yechen nodded and said softly to Huang Xin: "Send your demons to obey Mu Lie's command!"
"Yes!" the crowd replied.
Under the command of their master, the demons flew towards Mu Lie.
Yemo flew over, sat on Yechen's shoulder, and said in a milky voice: "Daddy, I'm not going to fight first, let's see them cast magic,"
"Hmm!" Yechen replied, then took the demon and looked at the battlefield below.
"These aliens are so hateful, the Terran soldiers are so pitiful. Yemo looked at the battlefield and said, "Daddy, we've always wanted to protect them, haven't we? Why haven't they become as strong as us?" ”
"Because the talent is different, some people are very talented, and some people are very weak. Yechen said, "Just like your grandmother and sister-in-law, their talents are very ordinary, but because they are very ordinary, don't we protect them? They also work hard, everyone who works hard is worthy of our respect, and these soldiers kill the enemy to protect their homeland and protect your grandmother and sister-in-law." ”
"Oh, I see. They're also working hard, they're trying to kill the enemy, Daddy, they've all given their lives, they're working harder than we are. Yemo looked at the soldiers below and said.
(Let me tell you something.) Xiaoshu has been writing books before, but this book has been buried, resulting in a misery for making a living, so starting tomorrow, Xiaoshu is going to work, and he can't write so much every day in the future, and he will update two chapters a day in the future, both of which will be updated at night. Thank you for your continued support. )
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