The defeat of the Yanhuang Legion of the Abyss Clan caused an uproar in the Dark Clan, although Yuwen Lie's prestige was very prosperous in the past, but it was somewhat dependent on the momentum of the Lich King and the Banshee King, Yuwen Lie defeated the Abyss Clan head-on, and became an independent overlord from the Lich King and the Banshee King, and the next day the Lich King took down the decree and recognized that the southwest of the Chaos Circle, that is, the boundary of Yanhuang City within a radius of 200 miles belonged to the Yanhuang Regiment.

Seven days later, the Death Prophet personally led a pair of dead slaves and a large number of rune materials, as well as a group of black iron dwarves to congratulate Yan Huang.

When he heard of the arrival of the Death Prophet, he put down his work and went to the city gate to greet him in person, and the Death Prophet was one of the people that Yu Wenlie was most reluctant to contact, just because they were much smarter than him.

Yu Wenlie called Shang Miaosan and Mo Jin and others, standing at the gate of the city, the Death Prophet sat on the rune speeder, and there was a dark ranger standing beside him, and behind him were more than three hundred dead slaves covered in dead flesh and thirty or forty meters high, the dead slaves were dark magic products, they had great strength but were slow to move, and they were not suitable for battle and were born with hard labor.

The Death Prophet's flying car came, and the Death Prophet swept over Mojin and the others: "Lord Yan Huang, I haven't seen you for a year, you have been powerful all over the world, Your Majesty heard that Yan Huang City is being built, and specially let me kill three hundred slaves, 50,000 tons of sulfur ore, three million superb crystal coins of various crystals, and 1.5 million tons of crystals...... "The Death Prophet read the long list in one breath, including two thousand bone dragon waste soldiers and a million skeleton warriors.

The most valuable thing about this gift list is these resources, in order to expand Yanhuang City, Yu Wenlie has exhausted the resources stolen from the Terran treasury, and is planning to contact Abaddon to buy various materials from the undead, and now this list solves Yu Wenlie's urgent need.

Yu Wenlie and the Forsaken Alliance have not dealt with each other for a year, and hesitated: "In the past year, thanks to the care of the Lord and the Banshee King, the so-called merit is not allowed to be punished, the Prophet of Death is a guest when he comes to Yanhuang, this heavy gift cannot be received, the Lord will live in Yanhuang for a few days, I don't know if His Majesty the Banshee King is well......

"I haven't seen you for a year, you guy has become oily, whether my noble body is okay or not, you can see if you know!" The dark ranger behind the Death Prophet lifted his robe, and the Banshee King jumped off the flying car.

Sylvanas actually arrived in person, Yu Wenlie was both surprised and surprised, and whispered with a wry smile in Sylvanas's ear: "Your ambition is in the guard, and I am withdrawing from the Lich King, I thought that that night, the two of us would break off our friendship! But I'm glad you can come today, which means that you still recognize me as a friend, go!" Go in and drink!"

Sylvanas patted Yu Wenlie on the shoulder and said, "You underestimate me too much, although you and I have different political views, it doesn't hinder your personal relationship, how dare you accept my congratulatory gift now!"

Yu Wenlie smiled awkwardly and grabbed Sylvanas's wrist, and walked into Yanhuang City, only to see that Yanhuang was full of low-level skeleton soldiers who came and went to carry materials, and it was very lively, and even the Yanhuang Hall was demolished and expanded.

Yu Wenlie pointed to the city-state and said: "I plan to build the largest city of the Dark Clan within two years, and the construction period of the three hundred dead slaves with you will be shortened by half, and Mo Jin and Miao San will take down the materials brought by the Banshee King, and I will feast on the Banshee King and the Death Prophet, and have a few drinks with Sylvanas!"

Mo Jin and Miao San and the others bowed and retreated, and Sylvanas looked at Mo Jin and the others in surprise, especially Mo Jin, who had obviously reached the cultivation of the Sage, and actually treated Yu Wenlie with respect.

Sylvanas finally couldn't help but ask the question in his heart: "Yu Wenlie, how did you subdue this group of trolls, Sal subdued the Dark Spear Tribe and the Evil Tooth Tribe, I have seen those trolls, they are an ally with Sal, and they are not like these trolls who serve you like servants!"

Yu Wenlie naturally wouldn't tell the truth to the Banshee King and said, "The Thunder Tribe is just a small village with less than a thousand people, how can it be compared to the Dark Spear Tribe and the Evil Tooth Tribe with a scale of hundreds of thousands!"

The Death Prophet followed behind him and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to Yu Wenlie's words, and heard Yu Wenlie deliberately conceal the side knock and say: "Thunder trolls? I haven't heard of them before, but those purple-skinned trolls have more than three times the physique of ordinary trolls, and they have an amazing thunder yuan in their bodies, no wonder Dak Lian ran away!"

Yu Wenlie smiled and said nothing, Sylvanas waved his hand to interrupt the death who was about to ask: "Today I am looking for Yu Wenlie to drink, don't talk about politics, don't let those mundane things disturb the wine!"

Yu Wenlie heard Sylvanas's tone concealing some unhappiness from himself, and said: "These things are actually not worth it, in seven months, I Yanhuang will hold a ceremony to worship the heavens, I will invite all the dark clans to participate, and when the time comes, I will make a qiē public to the public, please ship, I will let Shui'er cook a table for us, a batch of wine I brewed has just been made recently, this time I promise to let you drink a good meal!"

Sylvanas' eyes lit up and she clapped her hands and said, "That's great, let's go!"

Miao San, Miao Ba and the others stood in front of the altar under construction, and Miao San said hatefully: "Damn the Thunder Clan, who has been in the limelight these days, and that son of Mojin, yesterday he actually carried a pangolin pig, saying that his father ordered it to be sent, saying that he was afraid of starving us to death, it was really too deceitful!" The other elders of the Ice Demon Clan gritted their teeth.

Miao Ba's eyes flashed, "We can't afford to lag behind these hillbillies anymore. Lord Blood God pays attention to practical interests, the eight of us came to Yanhuang alone, there is no clan support and is weak, soon the Yanhuang Altar will be built, our Cold Ice Clan will be deserted in the clan, and will not be treated by the Blood God, the eight of us in the Ice Troll Clan also have their own foundation and cronies, we should lead the faithful believers of the Blood God to Yanhuang City from the hands of Han Jin, the Thunder Troll Clan is just a small tribe of less than a thousand people, and the small number of the Troll Clan is not even ranked, they dare to show off their power in front of us, aren't they bullying us and have no clan to rely on, my Nine Ice Clan's population adds up to eight or nine hundred thousand, It's not even a small clan that they can't even count as a fraction of a head can compare, why is the entire Thunder Clan endowed with the power of totem by the Blood God, and our Cold Ice Clan has not been blessed, the eight of us are sorry for our ancestors, and we are sorry for the clansmen, and we are still angry with the guys here, it's really unpleasant!" The other shamans were furious when they heard this.

Miao San's mind turned: "Miao Ba, what are your plans?"

Several other people hurriedly looked at Miao Ba, and Miao Ba said: "The method is very simple, let's go back to the clan and bring the people of the clan who have not forgotten the blood god to Yanhuang City, first, they will receive the totem divine power of the blood god and receive the blessing of the blood god; second, in the name of the eight of us and the blood god, it will not be a problem to bring out more than 100,000 people from the clan, and then I will see what those hillbillies are with us!" The other six raised their hands in agreement.

Miao San said worriedly, "But will that cold gold let us take away the clansmen?"

Miao Ba said hatefully: "We and the high priest didn't check for a while, I didn't expect Han Jin to harbor evil intentions, he forcibly put us under house arrest and sent us to serve the blood god, just don't want his actions to be known by the clansmen, we are given the power of the totem by the blood god, but Han Jin and those rebellious guys are not worthy of the gift of the moon god at all, we go back to select the clansmen who are qualified to receive the blessing of the blood god, he Han Jin dares to stop it, and we will make his evil deeds public!"

Miao San and the others nodded again and again, and Miao Ba continued: "This time, I will go to the clan with Miao Si and Miao Qi, you guys quickly make a list of the people in your clan who are qualified to come to Yanhuang, damn Mo Jin, I want to see how ridiculous a hillbilly is!"

Yuwenlie and Sylvanas were sitting in the Infinity Hall and were drinking, Sylvanas looked at the interior of the starship and said, "Both of us don't like to live in this killing place where carrion is everywhere!"

The Prophet of Death kept giving Sylvanas a look on the side, and Sylvanas took the trouble to say, "I'm drinking to the fullest, you can talk to Yu Wenlie about the alliance between the Forsaken Alliance and Yanhuang!"