Chapter 1734: It's Long Overdue

"Damn Qingxia Ancient Sect! Tianfu, that old dog is dead, and now there is no one to guide the way, the conditions set at the beginning still have a fart effect, this matter must be reported to the ancestral beast as soon as possible!"

As the highest-ranking members of the existing elders of the Mao Wen clan, Moyun is qualified to know the top secrets of the clan.

The clan made such a big move this time, although there was the ancient confusion of the Heavenly Fury City Lord, but the high-level leaders of the Mao Wen clan were not all blind, and naturally there were other reasons.

"But Elder, should we just give up avenging the Black Demon Elder? Those damned Great Sects and Imperial Clans should all be exterminated!"

The leader of Raqqa was full of resentment, and nearly a million troops fled in disgrace, which was an indelible shame for him.

"Revenge is certain, but not right now. El, you go and contact the other three elders, and then send the news back to the ancestral nest. Let's change our course and go to the south! Those Dou Ding of the Eidolin Clan should also be wiped out by the Holy Court garrison over there!"

The people of the Qingxia Ancient Sect and the Holy Court are now determined to run away, and it is one thing whether they can catch up at the moment, but it is a trouble if they encounter the army supported by the Holy Court.

Therefore, Elder Demon Cloud immediately made a decision, on the one hand, he sent someone back to ask the Ancestral Beast Master, and on the other hand, he chose to raid the southern side of the Sandstorm Black Sea, intending to make peace with the people of the Night Spirit Clan, one of the twelve clans.

This time it was not only the Mao Wen clan that made a big disturbance, at least five of the exiled twelve clans participated in the counterattack, which was also the confidence of his Mao Wen clan to dare to raise the clan to fight.

The Immortal Holy Court is powerful, but it may not be able to deal with the five terrifying races that once dominated the universe.

When the two leaders of El and Rakka heard this, their hearts were awe-inspiring, and they didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly acted in accordance with Elder Demon Cloud's decree.

The huge team started again, only this time the dullness and dead silence receded, and with the powerful supreme town field of the Demon Cloud, which called for wind and rain, the morale suddenly rose.

Two months later, Emperor Yunxiao and the others traveled a long distance across the star fields, and finally met the army that the Holy Court came to support.

Led by the three Feudal Supremes, the top twenty legions of the three Holy Courts, and a total of 600,000 troops, these are the elites directly under the Immortal Holy Court, and their strength is far superior to the legions patrolling the frontier.

In the boundless camp, the three Holy Court Supremes sat on the throne, and in front of them, Emperor Yunxiao had a gloomy face, and the gaze of several Supremes was not very friendly.

"Three Supremes, is this the attitude of the Holy Court towards this matter? The million-strong army of the Mao Wen clan rushed out of the Sandstorm Black Sea, but you are here to question the information uploaded by my Qingxia, it's too ridiculous!"

There was a ball of fire beating in Di Yunxiao's chest, and he was now eager to smash a fist into the face of the Eternal Supreme in it.

After encountering the army of the Holy Court, with his identity as the leader of the Qingxia Shao Sect, he quickly met the three supremes.

From their mouths, he learned a very surprising news.

Feng Cangyan had passed the news back a month and a half ago, and a Heavenly Venerable King stationed in the headquarters of the Holy Court immediately issued an order and sent this supporting army.

But for some reason, in a whole month and a half, this army only crossed four or five star fields, and according to common sense, it should have rushed to the sandstorm black sea to encircle it a long time ago.

"Qingxia boy, pay attention to your attitude! you don't have any title in the Holy Court, you should show due respect to the kings!"

The Holy Court Supreme who was the leader tapped the armrest of the throne with the fingers of his right hand, and there was a faint hint of concern in his deep eyes.

The kid of the Qingxia Ancient Sect in front of him is too presumptuous, they are the supreme king of the Holy Court, when was they questioned by a little junior pointing their noses.

"Do you think commanding an army is a child's play? We have our own considerations, and we don't need you to dictate. ”

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao's lungs were about to explode, and these idiots were still figuring out their identities!

Glancing deeply at these three Eternal Supremes, Emperor Yunxiao snorted coldly, and directly turned his head and left the big tent.

He didn't need to think much about it to guess that these three people were either pampered and didn't take the Mao Wen clan seriously, after all, the news circulating in the world was that the Mao Wen clan had long since degenerated, and their combat power was not worth mentioning.

Another possibility is that these people are deliberately procrastinating!

If that's the case, it's worth pondering.

Out of the big tent, Di Yunxiao glanced back, and several guards of the Holy Court hurriedly avoided Di Yunxiao's gaze, and his expression was slightly panicked.

Inside the big tent, the Supreme on the left hand side spoke, and his tone was slightly uneasy:

"Longchuan Heavenly King, are we offending the Qingxia Ancient Sect by doing this, although this kid is insignificant, but he has the support of the Qingxia Supremes behind him!"

Hearing this, the Heavenly King of Longchuan snorted lightly and waved his hand:

"King Fenhe, what are you afraid of. No matter how strong the Qingxia Ancient Sect is, it is impossible to climb to the top of the Holy Court. We have righteous support, even if the martial immortals come, they can't help us.

Besides, this matter was ordered by the Nagara Heavenly Venerable, could it be that you want to disobey the will of that lord?"

At the mention of Nagaro Tianzun King, the eyelids of the King of Fenhe and the King of Spears twitched, and in the end they didn't say anything.

Among the Twelve Heavenly Venerable Kings, the power of the Nagara Heavenly Venerable King was at the top, and it was not comparable to such a Scattered Cultivation Supreme, but that one was one of the candidates for the next Saint Venerable.

"But it's strange to say, aren't there millions of Maowen people who besieged Qingxia, how did they escape?"

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While the three supremes were talking, no one noticed that a small insect flapped its wings from the top of the tent and left.

After a hundred breaths, in an inconspicuous wooden house dozens of miles away, Di Yunxiao's eyes shrank, and his face was full of coldness.

"What, Emperor boy, are those old things really messing around?"

In the wooden house, there are not only Emperor Yunxiao, but also the Qingtian Supreme and a group of Qingxia's Dao Monarch powerhouses.

"Nagara Heavenly Venerable King!"

"Nagaro? it could be him, but it was in line with his desire to repay it. That's it, since they died by themselves, then I, Qingxia, will not accompany me, gather my disciples tomorrow, and return to the sect directly!"

Qingtian Supreme's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, when he heard the name of Nagaro Tianzun King, he knew that it was difficult to change the minds of the three leading supremes, after all, a Tianzun King was much more deterrent than him, Qingxia Supreme.

"What Uncle Shi said is that if the battle situation is completely eroded, then I will wait to see how these three old kings explain to the high-level of the Holy Court, hum!"

For the several supremes of the Longchuan Heavenly King, there was no respect on the face of the Tibetan Sword Dao Jun.

This time, in order to intercept the impact of the Mao Wen clan and the sandstorm Black Sea thugs, the Qingxia Ancient Sect lost more than 20,000 elite sect members, and their hearts of the elder monks were dripping blood.

The old miscellaneous hairs of the Longchuan Heavenly King actually stopped because of selfishness, did not rush to the rescue, and let them besiege and strangle, which really made them angry.

(End of chapter)