Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Xuanzang paused for a while, sensing the energy flow and changes around him.

He recognized the lower position slightly, and continued to fly forward.

This secret space is huge, and it has existed for a long time. It belongs to a relatively mature space.

It didn't take long to fly, and the breath of a warrior was sensed in the front.

His figure changed into a deep space alien, and flew away directly.

There are three aliens in front, not strong, one is the pinnacle of one-star thousand realms, and the other two are only realm kings.

After Yang Xuanzang flew over, his divine sense swept in all directions to make sure there was no one, and then he looked at lurking over and listened carefully to what they were talking about.

The Thousand Worlds said, "Is only this little left?"

One of the kings said: "That's it. After several collections, they were all sent to other strongholds."

The Thousand Realms waved his hand and said, "Fine, there is no way if there is nothing, you can go down."

The two world kings retired with their fists together, and turned into a ray of light.

The Thousand Worlds pondered, and flew in one direction.

Yang Xuanzang quietly followed. After flying for a while, he appeared directly and shouted at the person in front of him: "My friend, go slowly."

The Thousand Worlds figure shook, he immediately turned around, glanced down, and immediately clasped his fists and said, "I have seen an adult."

Yang Xuanzang's aura remained at the six-star thousand realms, and the other party's attitude made him very satisfied. He nodded and asked casually, "Where are you going?"

The Qianjie said, "I am Tiansang under Lord Ishiye. I have been ordered by Lord Ishiye to collect some materials, and I am about to send it to Lord Ishiye."

"Oh."

Yang Xuanzang asked casually: "What material?"

Tian Sang frowned slightly and said, "Materials for the Four Gates Array."

Yang Xuanzang moved in his heart and asked, "What is the four-door formation?"

Tian Sang said: "This..., this is a confidential matter, I forgive my subordinates for not being able to say it clearly."

He glanced at Yang Xuanzang secretly, as if he was afraid that he would be angry, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he said in surprise, "My lord, are you from the Eight Dragons?"

Although the deep space alien races are all from the deep space, they are also composed of many races, most of which are from the eight most powerful beings. The Eight Dragons are one of these eight races and are composed of many beings with dragon blood.

The blood of the alien race that Yang Xuanzang obtained in the Little God Tribulation belonged to the Eight Dragons.

Although these eight tribes all grew up in deep space and possessed the same breath and power in each other, it was difficult for outsiders to distinguish them for a while, but within themselves, they could clearly distinguish them.

Yang Xuanzang said, "Exactly, is there a problem?"

Tian Sang was stunned, and said: "Our fifth stronghold is under the control of Master Huizuo."

Yang Xuanzang's thoughts turned and he immediately understood the key. This fifth stronghold is not the eight dragon stronghold. He immediately said: "I just escaped from the front battlefield."

Tian Sang was taken aback and asked hurriedly, "How about the battle?"

Yang Xuanzang sighed: "The big thing is not good, Lord Heibo died tragically, and all the fierce beasts and the Protoss who participated in the war died."

Tian Sang's complexion changed drastically: "How could this be?!"

Yang Xuanzang said: "It turns out that the Human Race got the news early in the morning and set up an ambush to wait for us. Now that they have killed Lord Heibo, they are about to attack."

Tian Sang said anxiously: "Then what should I do now?"

Yang Xuanzang said, "Are all the human races we ambush dead?"

Tian Sang said: "Not yet, Master Huizuo trapped them all. Those human races possessed extremely powerful magic weapons, Master Huizuo couldn't help them for a while. The four-door formation opened the way into deep space, Huizuo. Your lord intends to send these human races into deep space and let them die there."

Yang Xuanzang said in surprise: "Why is it so troublesome?"

Tian Sang said: "The adults do not know that these human races are too strong. Although Huizuo-sama has the power to destroy them, it may completely damage the fifth stronghold. This is not what the adults want to see."

Yang Xuanzang frowned and said, "There should be many such strongholds. What are you afraid of losing one? This is a good opportunity to catch the top of the Qingyuan City Human Race."

Tian Sang smiled and said, "This is not something I can know."

Yang Xuanzang nodded and waved his hand: "Then you go to deliver the materials, don't delay."

Tian Sang gave a "um", turned his head and left, still full of doubts in his heart, then turned around and asked, "Don't you want to report the battle to Master Zhihui Zuo?"

Yang Xuanzang said: "Look at me, you almost forgot about it, take me there quickly."

Tian Sang immediately led the way, and the two turned into escape, one after another, and soon came to a plain place.

When Yang Xuanzang looked from a distance, there was a powerful brilliance rushing into the sky, exuding a vision, beautiful, and it was a powerful magic weapon.

The two flew in, and saw that in the center of hundreds of huge stone pillars, there were more than 30 people sitting cross-legged, all of them pinched by hands, forming a huge defensive enchantment.

Above this enchantment, there are hundreds of magic weapons floating in the air, continuously emitting power.

Sitting in the middle of that array was an old man in a green robe with a white beard fluttering. It was the city lord of Qingyuan, the half-step supreme Lu Zhao.

There were more than 30 people around him, all of whom were high-ranking Qingyuan City.

Yang Xuanzang was frightened. More than two hundred people came out of Qingyuan City. Unexpectedly, the number of people from ten is eight. These thirty people are basically ten stars and thousands of realms, and all the elites in one city are here.

On the hundreds of stone pillars, a member of the Deep Space Clan was sitting cross-legged, seeming to guard this place.

Yang Xuanzang used a great induction technique to immediately sense these people's cultivation realm, and there were more than fifty people above ten stars and thousand realms.

He was anxious in his heart. In this case, how could he rescue Lu Zhao and others, if he was careless, he might have gotten in.

At this moment, a person on the stone pillar suddenly opened his eyes: "Tian Sang, you are here."

Tian Sang hurriedly flew over, handed out a storage bag respectfully, and reported: "Return to Lord Shiye, I searched the stronghold again, there are only 13 pieces of Haotian Stone left in the square, and some other materials. Wuzhen stone is 350 pieces, jade wolf teeth are 2,500 pieces, and Raksha stone is 50,000 pieces."

Ishiye took the storage bag, swept away his consciousness, and nodded: "Almost all the materials have been transported to the third stronghold. Now I can collect these, which is pretty good."

He stared at Yang Xuanzang and said, "Who is this person?"

Yang Xuanzang was suspicious. He had intercepted and killed a group of aliens on the deserted plain before. It seemed that he was transporting materials from the fifth stronghold to the third stronghold.

Yang Xuanzang was stared at by Ishiye, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "I have seen all the adults in the next Wang Ying. I was involved in the attack on Qingyuan City and just escaped from there. The entire attack was defeated, and our strength was almost wiped out. The Boss died in battle, and I escaped because of my fate. I immediately rushed to report to the adults."