You are a cultivator of immortality, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

"That guy didn't come in, do we want the Chaos Clock to get out of the way?" Holy Lord Yuntian's eyes flickered like cold stars, and he actually directly proposed to let the Chaos Clock get out of the way and open the Mark of the Sky.

However, when Holy Lord Haoran heard this sentence, he just shook his head and said:

"No, the variables are too big. This intention of inviting you into the urn is too obvious. Qianmen is not on the same side as us, and it is difficult to predict whether he will come in. In addition, the contract between Chaos Clock and us does not include directly helping us fight against the reverse thunder. This step.”

It is not difficult to hear from the words of Holy Lord Haoran that perhaps they and the Chaos Bell have been fulfilling their contract with each other from beginning to end, and the relationship stops there, and there are certain boundaries between them.

"Trouble! Hei Yuan's death has had too great an impact! Qian Mian (Lord of Qian Mian) did not come in." Sensing Qian Mian's shrinking and caution, Holy Lord Yuntian also frowned a little at this time, feeling that the matter was difficult.

"Wait!" Holy Lord Haoran said slowly.

"We can't wait much longer. Lingshen (Lord of All Spirits) and Huanzhu (Lord of Dreams) have already begun to attack fiercely. They are forcing us to return to our aid." Holy Lord Yuntian let out a long breath.

Hearing these words from Holy Venerable Yuntian, Holy Venerable Haoran suddenly reacted, his eyes flashed and said: "What a way to surround Wei and save Zhao!" Holy Venerable Haoran frowned.

"Surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao, you mean that Ni Lei is already here at this time?" When Yun Tian heard this, his eyes flashed and he asked doubtfully.

He even started to look around, but even so, he did not scan with his spiritual mind. After all, whether it was sensed by Qianmian or Fang Lei, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

Holy Lord Haoran suddenly raised his head and said: "You and I must go one way!"

"But if one person is missing, it will be difficult to kill Ni Lei!" Yuntian frowned.

"You can't kill it, but you can delay it!" Holy Lord Haoran narrowed his eyes and meant something.

"Hold on, that's it!" Holy Venerable Yuntian understood what Holy Venerable Haoran meant, but still had concerns, and continued, "But we can't guarantee that the battlefield over there will be decided faster than here! "

Holy Lord Yuntian pointed out the key point that affects the situation - time!

As long as the war over there ends quickly, then the decisive blow will still be the decisive blow. But if the opposite is true, it will be difficult for them to kill Ni Lei again.

Yuntian frowned, and he came up with an idea that could be described as forgetting one's ancestors: "Should we ignore Kyushu for the time being? After all, it is our ancestral land, and we can still hold on for a while!"

"If we don't care about Jiuzhou, Ni Lei will turn around and leave; the reason why he is willing to appear in Jiuzhou is because Jiuzhou is unimpeded!" Holy Lord Haoran's eyebrows flashed with a trace of evil intent, but when he spoke, he decisively denied it, and One word hits the mark.

If Jiuzhou can't defend it, what else can Fang Lei do?

It's not like he couldn't just lay them down, cut off the catastrophe of all races, indulge Ke Xiu's catastrophe, and drag everyone to hell.

"Tsk, cunning thing." After hearing what Holy Lord Haoran said, Holy Lord Yuntian couldn't help but become angry, feeling that Fang Lei was too cunning.

They actually used Kyushu to restrain their hands and feet, preventing them from using their full strength.

Fortunately, Fang Lei is not here, otherwise the Holy Lord Yuntian would have seen what the trolls of the nine-year compulsory education are.

*****

Fang Lei stared at the Jiuzhou monks who were fighting a bloody battle with the strange army in front of him.

Thanks to the joining of these Jiuzhou monks, they gave Xiaojiangcun and the Yinxu monsters great support. Otherwise, Xiaojiangcun and the others and the Yinxu monsters would have been unable to survive alone, and the battle situation would have been difficult to stabilize.

With deep emotion in his heart, Fang Lei turned to look at Gu Canghao beside him. He asked gently: "Do you want me to send you away?"

"I haven't completely refined it yet, and I still have the last bit to take shape." Gu Canghao was still doing his thing and didn't look back.

"The remaining refining is not needed, because once it takes shape, it will inevitably cause fluctuations, and then it will be troublesome." Fang Lei shook his head and asked Gu Canghao to stop.

"I understand!" Gu Canghao nodded, but quickly shook his head, "There's no need to send me out. You must not be worried about sending me out at this time, right?"

Fang Lei smiled when he heard this. It was easy to talk to smart people.

"In that case, Mr. Gu, please watch the battle here." Fang Lei made an invitation with a smile on his face. At the same time, he set up a chess game and invited Gu Canghao to drink tea and talk together.

"Yes!" Gu Canghao sat down casually, gently stroking the chess pieces with his fingers, and asked seemingly indifferently, "Fang Xiaoyou, what do you think the outcome of this battle will be? How many people will die as a result?"

When Fang Lei heard this, he looked at the battlefield. He knew the cruelty of war, and said with a cold face: "A lot of people will die!"

"Is there no way to die less?" Gu Canghao paused his old hands slightly and asked.

"Unless there is a Holy Lord who is clearly on my side,... I can't decide how many people will die!" Fang Lei was silent for a moment, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Holy Lord...? Since you can't decide whether you will die or not, what can you decide?" Gu Canghao changed the topic and even asked some questions. Of course, he also made another move. .

"What to decide?" Fang Lei's eyes flashed with confusion, because Gu Canghao's words were very sharp and directly hit Fang Lei's pain point.

It's obviously a war, but he can't even decide how many people will die, so what can he decide?

Win or lose? Fang Lei's eyes were even more confused. How can victory or defeat be decided by one party?

But soon, the Qingxin Jade Pendant, which had absorbed some Hongmeng Purple Qi, flashed a ray of spiritual power and helped Fang Lei regain his senses.

Fang Lei's eyes immediately began to focus and gradually became firmer.

He thought of his layout and those promising juniors, with a smile on his face, and finally even started to show a hint of arrogance:

"Decided...what?" The tone was half-smiling but not smiling. It seemed like he was asking rhetorically, but he was actually asking himself.

"I can decide...who can become a Saint!!!" Fang Lei's extremely indifferent words sounded.

But these words were like a thunderous explosion, directly making Gu Canghao freeze on the spot.

He wanted to tell the other party that he was arrogant, but he found that Fang Lei's face was extremely calm, even... confident!

Fang Lei became natural again. He picked up a chess piece again, stared at the chess piece and said, "Since there is no Holy Lord on my side, then... change them!"

Fang Lei's words were very brief, but sonorous and powerful, and then he slammed the chess piece on the chessboard: "At that time, I can decide how many people will die!"

When Gu Canghao heard this, his heart couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he felt a little suffocated.

But at the same time, he also twitched the corner of his mouth - is this an idea that a normal person can have?