Chapter 11: Slaves?
Strength!
Strength!
Wu Fengyu believed that Zhang Li could handle it, but there was still a big gap between the strength of the Great Immortal Sect and the Four Seas Dragon Clan, and this gap forced Wu Fengyu to be somewhat uneasy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Coupled with the sharp improvement in the cultivation of the Demon Mountain God, Commander Zhao Yan, Commander Meng Fan, Commander Wu Tao and Iron-blooded Commander, Wu Fengyu, who was attacked, became more and more unconfident.
Therefore, when Wu Fengyu saw the five major commanders, he couldn't help but remain silent.
The five major commanders glanced at Wu Fengyu, who had a grim face, and they were also a little nervous, because of the investigation and comparison in the past few days, it also seriously hit their self-confidence, because compared to the larger Immortal Sect, the strength of the Four Seas Dragon Clan is too strong, and the enemy is strong and I am weak!
The Demon Mountain God looked at Wu Fengyu and the five major commanders who had been hit hard, and smiled: "What, are you afraid?"
Fear?
The crowd didn't want to admit it, but it was.
The Black Prisoner Commander took the lead and said, "Demon God, you must already know that the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas has gathered in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and they are all elite!"
Commander Wu Tao was also a little worried: "Yes, although it is said that the Cold Spirit Holy Land has already started a war against the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Holy Land, and the Heavenly Machine Pavilion has no time to take care of the Four Seas Dragon Clan, but the strength of the Four Seas Dragon Clan is stronger than our five major legions!"
Meng Fan's brows were tightly locked, and he looked preoccupied.
The Iron Blood's face was heavy, and his fists were clenched, obviously he was also a little worried, after all, the disparity in strength between the two sides was huge, and this war was tantamount to an egg hitting a stone.
Commander Zhao Yan's face was solemn, his eyes stared at the Dragon God Temple, and the depths of his eyes were filled with a sense of conviction--firm conviction! He knew that Zhang Li would not fight a battle that he was not sure of, and Zhang Li must have his own plans.
The Demon Mountain God took in their demeanor, and he didn't say anything more, because the final outcome was still in the hands of Zhang Li and the Dragon King of the Four Seas, and his party was just some foils, which didn't play a big role.
And yet, it was at this time that-
"Bang~!"
The door of the Dragon God Temple opened, and Zhang Li walked out with a cold face, a seemingly casual glance, but he woke up the Fumo Mountain God and the others, and the Fumo Mountain God and the others were shocked, and knelt down on one knee and said, "Meet the sect master!"
Zhang Li was wearing a green dragon robe, carrying the dragon sword, a pair of cold eyes stared at the five commanders and Wu Fengyu, and said indifferently: "If you regret it, you... !"
Get lost?
"Puff~~~~!"
The seven people including the Demon Mountain God suddenly shivered, knelt on their knees, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look directly at Zhang Li, and their foreheads were even more drenched in cold sweat.
Seeing this, Zhang Li said indifferently: "A bunch of waste!"
"Whew~!"
Zhang Li snorted coldly, and in a step, Zhang Li suddenly disappeared into the void, and appeared again, he had already come to the Southern Dragon Gate, stared at the East China Sea Dragon Palace in the distance, and asked, "Han Peng, have the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas gathered in the East China Sea Dragon Palace?"
"Buzz~!"
The Southern Dragon Gate hummed, Han Peng, dressed in a white robe, walked out of the Southern Dragon Gate, walked to Zhang Li's side, and said respectfully: "Yes, Sect Master, the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas have gathered in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and the Four Seas Dragon Clan should all have gathered in the East China Sea this time!"
"Whoosh~~~~~~
Fu Demon Mountain God and the others quickly followed, and flew not far from Zhang Li's side, still kneeling on their knees and bowing their heads. Han Peng glanced at them, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and said secretly: "It's really a group of Adou who can't be helped!"
"The Dragon Clan of the Four Seas has gathered in the East China Sea?heh, a good thing!" Zhang Li smiled coldly, turned his head to look at the north, and said, "The Cold Spirit Holy Land can't wait, as soon as the old man of Tianji leaves, they can't wait to seize the territory of Tianji Pavilion, and they are not afraid of being remembered by the old man of Tianji when they go to the fairy world." ”
"What?"
"The Lord of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion... Didn't it fall?"
"How is this possible! This is impossible!" the five major commanders said in shock.
"Sect Master, the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Master should have brought all his direct disciples to the Immortal Realm, and the rest are just some dispensable waste, don't worry!" Han Peng said respectfully.
"Oh, perhaps. Zhang Li retracted his gaze, looked in the direction of the Dragon and Tiger Holy Land, and asked, "Dragon and Tiger Holy Land, what's going on over there?" Presumably, they should have chosen a new Dragon and Tiger Dao Monarch!"
"Yes, Sect Master, it's already been selected!" General Han Peng said respectfully, "He was born in the Tiger Lineage, the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm!"
"Heavenly Tribulation Realm Nine Heavens?" Zhang Li raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Heh, it's far worse than the previous Dragon and Tiger Daojun! Dragon and Tiger Daojun, the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm! Alas, it's a pity that they were too arrogant, and they actually went to provoke the old man of Tianji, but they were almost slapped to death by the old man of Tianji, and finally died in the hands of the Cold Daojun and Zizhu Daojun!"
General Han Peng nodded and said, "Yes, Sect Master, because of this, the Dragon and Tiger Holy Land has already declared war on the Purple Bamboo Holy Land and the Cold Spirit Holy Land! Moreover, since our Great Immortal Sect is about to dominate the East China Sea, the Dragon and Tiger Holy Land's Dragon One Vein has also sent some disciples to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea to try to ally with it!"
"The result?"
"Ao Jinfeng agreed!"
"Oh, short-sighted little earthworm!"
"........" General Han Peng.
"........." Demon God and other seven people.
"Buzz~!"
Zhang Li turned his head to look at the five major legions, looked at the million-strong army that covered the sky and the sun, and said with a slight smile: "The five major legions, heh, with these five legions, the Dragon King of the Four Seas will not scatter in a hurry, at least the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas can maintain its strength!"
General Han Peng frowned and said, "Sect Master, are you trying to fight the Dragon King of the Four Seas?"
Zhang Li glanced at General Han Peng, looked at the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and said with a vague gaze: "This sect has no intention of being an enemy of the Four Seas Dragon Clan, but Ao Jinfeng is blocking the path of this sect, either he leaves by himself, or this sect steps over!"
General Han Peng's expression was solemn, and he bowed down and said, "Oh!"
Zhang Li turned his head and glanced at the Demon Mountain Gods, and said, "Okay, let's go, go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace!"
Everyone respectfully said, "Wow!"
"Wow~~~!"
"Huh~~~~!"
The Nine Crane Immortal came quickly, Zhang Li took a step, and instantly stepped into the Peach Blossom Spring, appeared in front of the Crane Palace, looked at the paradise in front of him, and sighed faintly.
"Whew~!"
The Demon Mountain God stepped into the seat frame, looked at General Han Peng, and said with a smile: "General Han Peng, the safety of the Southern Dragon Gate depends on you!"
General Han Peng nodded and said, "Don't worry." ”
"Farewell!"
"Please~!"
"Five legions, the target - East China Sea Dragon Palace, let's go!" said the Demon Mountain God indifferently.
"Oh~!"
"Let's go!"
"Whoosh~~~~~
The five major legions, millions of troops, followed the Nine Crane Immortals with a bang, and quickly flew towards the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.
General Han Peng stared at the five major legions, his eyes narrowed slightly, and muttered, "The five major legions, heh, if you are not the sect master, you are a bunch of waste!"
"Buzz~!"
"Buzz~!"
"Buzz~!"
The three major guards, including the Black Bat, the Silver Ridge Python and Sikong Yuan, also appeared one after another, appearing beside General Han Peng, staring at the mighty army of millions covering the sky and the sun, with solemn faces.
General Han Peng glanced at them and said, "What, don't worry?"
The black bat sighed and said, "I'm worried that the sect master will be merciful!"
Soft-hearted?
The Silver Ridge Python, Sikong Yuan, and General Han Peng pursed their lips and glared at the black bat viciously, Sikong Yuan sneered: "Soft-hearted, heh, when have you ever seen the sect master's soft-heartedness?"
The Yinling Python also said indifferently: "Dealing with the enemy, the sect master is more fierce and vicious than any of us! If the Four Seas Dragon King knows each other, the sect master can use them well, if they don't know each other, I'm afraid there will be no Four Seas Dragon King in this world, and there is only one generation of dragon gods left!"
General Han Peng nodded and said, "Yes, what do I think too!"
The black bat smiled coldly and said, "Don't worry, the Dragon King of the Four Seas can't die yet, at most, he will become the slave of the sect master just like the Ten Thousand Beast City Lord and the Demon Demon God!"
"Slave?"
"What do you mean?" said Yinling Python, Sikong Yuan, and General Han Peng's eyelids.
"Why, you don't know?"
"What?"
"The Ten Thousand Beasts City Lord and the Demon God, both of them are the servants of the Sect Master!Otherwise, how could the Sect Master be so relieved of the two of them! I'm right, Ten Thousand Beasts City Lord!" the black bat frowned.
"Ten Thousand Beasts City Lord, is this true?" The three major guards of the Silver Ridge Python stared at Wu Fengyu deadly, their eyes were full of horror, slave? !
Wu Fengyu took a deep look at the black bat, and said indifferently: "Black Bat General, you know a lot!"
The black bat smiled and said, "Ten Thousand Beasts City Lord, you're polite, we're all our own people, aren't we?"
"Heh, God knows!" Wu Fengyu smiled coldly, turned around, and quickly flew into the Great Immortal City and entered the Ten Thousand Beasts City.
Servant?
The Ten Thousand Beasts City Lord and the Demon Mountain God are really the servants of the sect master?
"Hiss~~~!" the four guards couldn't help but gasp.