Devouring The Heavens

After receiving the response from the Protoss, the 'Lord of the Ling Pavilion' left quickly.

In the secret place of the Protoss, a new meeting started.

"What do you think about the attack on the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty'?" Someone immediately spoke up.

"Actually, the 'Lord of the Ling Pavilion' is not unreasonable. As long as we break through the 'Central China', it will inevitably cause a huge uproar. By then, the human race will be devastated. Of course, this matter will have a big impact." To a certain extent, it is his personal selfishness."

"If we allow him to obtain the eternal Dao body left by the 'Haotian King', will he be out of our control?"

"Do you think he is under our control now? The stronger he is, the better. As long as we break through the 'Central China', when the time comes when our God Race army from outside the territory descends, no matter how strong he is, will there be a place for him? I'll see at that time." What capital does he have to be arrogant?"

"That's right, let's help him get the Eternal Dao Body left by the 'King of Haotian' and let him be our assistant to break through the 'Central Divine State'."

"What should we do with the 'Qinglong Holy Land'?"

"He was right about one thing. The 'Qinglong Holy Land' is only superficially beautiful, but the background is too shallow to be worth mentioning. Cheng's elite, go to attack the 'Qinglong Holy Land', mainly to attack the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty'."

"Okay, then it's decided."

'Blue Dragon Palace'.

Xuanyuan sat on the main seat to review the memorial, seeing the development of the entire "Qinglong Holy Land", he was very satisfied. Now that the "Qinglong Holy Land" is booming, he needs a peaceful and stable environment to recharge his energy, hide his strength and bide his time. The Protoss is about to start a war, and the good times will not last long. The Protoss will never let the 'Qinglong Holy Land' go.

Xuanyuan sighed in his heart, and the 'Renhuang Brush' in his hand was emitting a radiant light. This is Xuanyuan's writing spirit integrated into the 'Renhuang Brush'. Every stroke, every stroke was caused by Xuanyuan's thoughts. Resonating with the "Renhuang Pen", every word written by Xuanyuan is full of courage, wisdom and benevolence.

At this moment, a voice came from Xuanyuan's heart: "Master, the Protoss has agreed to attack the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty', and is about to send strong people into my 'Ling Pavilion'."

This is the voice of Fu Jingxuan, the master and the apprentice, and now they only need to rely on a Kunpeng feather to communicate.

"Okay, I get it, you have to concentrate on your cultivation and don't allow any mistakes." Xuanyuan didn't say much, and continued to review the memorial.

For five days and five nights, Xuanyuan's hand had never heard of it, and the memorial would be passed on regularly every day.

Xuanyuan finally knew how hard Fang Yuyou had been for the past few years, and felt very guilty.

"Now the 'Qinglong Holy Land' has begun to grow slowly, unlike the small stalls like the 'Qinglong Mountain' in the past, where every detail has to be communicated upwards. It is too inefficient to do things like this. It seems that we need to select some A group of outstanding people, distribute the power to them, and make some small decisions by yourself, such as building water conservancy projects and purchasing immortal grain seeds." Xuanyuan only knew at this moment that his dedication to the 'Qinglong Holy Land' over the years was It is too little, too little.

During these five days, Fang Yuyou was so busy that she hurried back to deal with the memorial, but found that Xuanyuan was reviewing it and was very focused. She suppressed her anxiety and said with a smile: "It is rare for our Holy Master Xuanyuan to have It's really incredible for me to review the memorial in a leisurely and elegant way."

Xuanyuan picked up the 'Renhuang Pen' in his hand, and smiled wryly: "Yu You, I have worked hard for you these years, you pass it on, and select a few outstanding people from the cities and towns of the 'Qinglong Holy Land' to be in charge of The review of some small matters, the things that can be decided by yourself, you can make your own decisions, don’t worry about the details, let you do everything yourself, this way of doing things is not efficient, and it will not be fair to you after a long time.”

Xuanyuan knew that the foundation of the 'Qinglong Holy Land' was still shallow and was laying a foundation, but it was only at this time that the good foundation was laid solid, so that it could develop better in the future.

"Okay, how should we deal with the impending war of the Protoss?" Fang Yuyou couldn't hide his worry in his words.

"You don't need to worry too much about this matter. I have my own way. In this troubled world, only strong strength can keep us. When the waves wash the sand, someone will die. Take it away, and what remains will be gold, I will go to work first." There was great confidence in Xuanyuan's words.

Seeing the situation, Fang Yuyou didn't worry anymore, she knew that Xuanyuan never did anything he was not sure about.

It's just that when Xuanyuan walked out of the "Blue Dragon Hall", her heart was heavy. Fang Yuyou, as the leader of the "Blue Dragon Holy Land", her confidence comes from herself, and her own mood will affect Fang Yuyou, so he can only behave like this. Sometimes he can't help himself, and he doesn't have much confidence in the Protoss.

"Is there any news about the pig-headed emperor?" Xuanyuan asked.

"Still not. The last key is not so easy to find." The greedy old man's tone was dignified.

"It doesn't matter, I will be able to deal with it." Xuanyuan said heavily.

"Didn't that kid Jingxuan come over via voice transmission, saying that the 'Lord of the Ling Pavilion' has tricked them into attacking the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' together?"

"It would be great if things were that simple. I don't think the Protoss will let the 'Qinglong Holy Land' go." Xuanyuan felt helpless.

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky, it was none other than Peng Fei, the fat man.

"Why are you back?" Xuanyuan stared, Peng Fei should be in the 'Ancient Vajra Temple' right now.

"Why can't I come back, the gods are going to launch an attack, and the human race is in danger, how can I just sit idly by? Hey, hey, hey, I'm coming, the gods will die when they are young-no-buried---- Hey, land!" Wearing the ancient robes of the holy monk, Peng Fei walked quickly around Xuanyuan's body several times, the fat all over his body trembling, his face was red from singing, and his veins seldom popped out, because his flesh had covered them before.

Xuanyuan patted his forehead and said, "Stop singing. Now that you are in charge of the 'Qinglong Holy Land', I am relieved. I entrust you with the task of guarding the 'Qinglong Holy Land'."

As soon as the words fell, Xuanyuan evolved an avatar, which was equal in strength to his own, and wore the 'Yuan Slaughter Sword', in order to cooperate with Shihou.

Seeing that Xuanyuan stayed behind with his avatar, Peng Fei hurriedly said: "Okay, boy, you keep the avatar, you want to escape with your real deity, it's yours."

"Run your sister, I have something important to do, I don't want to fight with you anymore." Xuanyuan was extremely angry, this fat man would come to disgust himself a few times at such a time, which made Xuanyuan have an urge to fuck him.

"Okay, just go ahead, my Daoist, I have lived in no fixed place and homeless all my life. I finally found a feeling of being at home in the 'Qinglong Holy Land'. Now I will definitely protect it to the death." Peng Fei He patted Xuanyuan's shoulder, a rare moment of seriousness.

"Okay, my Great Emperor Pengfei has great supernatural powers, and no one in the world can beat him." Xuanyuan flattered Pengfei, crossed the void, and headed straight for the sea of ​​Xizhou. Wu Yi Wuzun must have notified him. If he, a protoss of the Long family, did not show up, I'm afraid it will cause doubts.

When Xuanyuan fell 20 million miles away from the archipelago, a portal appeared through the sound transmission of Wuyi Wuzun. Xuanyuan stepped into it and directly entered the space where Wuyi Wuzun was. Longzhu Shenzi' identity looks like.

"Wu Yi Wuzun, what is the news from the Protoss?" Xuanyuan asked.

"The Protoss in the 'Central China' is divided into eight divisions. Among them, the part that is far from the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty' will allocate 90% of its forces to attack the 'Zhongzhou Dynasty', and allocate 10% of its forces to attack the 'Qinglong Holy Land'. You have to pay attention." The voice of Wu Yi Wu Zun came out.

"Sure enough, I knew that the Protoss would never let the 'Qinglong Holy Land' go easily." Xuanyuan said solemnly, "Senior Wu Yi, do you know where the garrison of the protoss soldiers and horses who are going to attack the 'Qinglong Holy Land' is located?" ?”

"I don't know. If you ask in detail, it will inevitably arouse suspicion, so it's better not to ask in detail." Wu Yi Wu Zun was always calm.

"At that time, I will be with you and see what method you want to use."

"Thank you sorcerer Wu Yi, but since they only allocated 10% of their troops to attack the 'Qinglong Holy Land', they would look down on me too much." Xuanyuan frowned.

"10% of the troops, I don't know how many, but since they can be sent to attack the 'Qinglong Holy Land', they must not be taken lightly." Wu Yi Wuzun said calmly.

"Well, I already have a proposition in my heart." In Xuanyuan's heart, he secretly sent a sound transmission to the 'Lord of Reincarnation', telling him his plan, and the 'Lord of Reincarnation' immediately responded to Xuanyuan. , a very unique method of communication.

"Your idea is good, you can try it." Wu Yi Wu Zun laughed.

"Sorcerer Wu Yi can still hear my sound transmission?" Xuanyuan was taken aback.

"Of course, you are inside my restriction, and you use a secret method to transmit sound. Do you think I am deaf?"

"... Wu Yi Wuzun, I'll go out first." Xuanyuan knew that for the current plan, he must control all the people Jiang Yitian gathered under his own hands.

After a while, Xuanyuan walked out from the altar, followed by the four sons of God.

Jiang Yitian and a group of ancient sages quickly stood up and saluted: "Welcome to the Son of God!"

"You don't need to be too polite, I think you all know that now our Protoss is going to fight the 'Central China', we naturally have to take advantage of this time to strive for a share of our own merits, so that we can step up and live longer in the future A little bit." Xuanyuan bit every word very hard.

"Keep the teachings of the Son of God in mind." Everyone respectfully said in unison.

"Okay, follow me to the 'Blue Dragon Holy Land'." With Xuanyuan's order, Jiang Yitian opened the way ahead, feeling extremely excited.

"Son of God, are we going to attack the 'Qinglong Holy Land' this time?"

You know, killing Xuanyuan is the greatest wish in Jiang Yitian's heart, and it just so happens that the Son of God wants to attack the 'Qinglong Holy Land', which is exactly what he wants.

(Tired today, ready for tomorrow's big fight.)