Chapter 477 Guarding the Heavenly Palace
For the alien races, they already have a general understanding of the strength of the Demon Sect.
Sir, there is no solution for the time being, unless the gods take action. Otherwise, even if Your Majesty goes there in person to fight, the outcome is hard to predict.
Then, the more troublesome things are the master's disciples and the most powerful sword in the world - [Sword Qi is Near]!
Oh, by the way, I heard that there is an old servant of the gentleman living in seclusion in the Demon Sect. When the two major sword sects came to ask for sword skills, this mute old man suppressed his cultivation level to the same level as Ping Shanhai, and then defeated Ping Shanhai who was holding the [Divine Sword] with just two swords.
These people are what the high priest is afraid of.
Among all of Mr.'s disciples, he had fought with Gu Xiaoman. He knew very well that if he appeared in person, Gu Xiaoman would definitely not be his opponent.
As for the other disciples of the master, let’s not even mention them.
The third disciple sounded like a talisman master, and his realm should be the eighth realm.
The fourth disciple was a little cat demon, and the high priest had also seen him.
As for the little disciple, that was Lu Xun, whom the high priest hated so much.
"If I have the chance, I will kill him with my own hands." The high priest said in his heart: "No! I can't kill him easily, I have to torture him well!"
In the eyes of ordinary practitioners, Lu Xun is already considered a master, but in the eyes of the high priest, he is still no different from an ant.
After this analysis, the high priest felt that by bringing His Majesty's three clones to the Demon Sect, and bringing a few high-level alien races, they could completely crush the Eastern Region Demon Sect!
Moreover, from the intelligence obtained now, it can be concluded that many masters of the Demon Sect have gone to other continents to provide support, which means that the defense of the Demon Sect in the Eastern Region is weak now.
"This is excessive trust in you, sir." The high priest could guess what the Demon Sect was thinking.
In their view, let alone the Demon Sect, even the entire Eastern Region would be enough to have the master to take care of it.
Thinking of this, the high priest suddenly realized that this was indeed the best time to invade the Eastern Region.
His Majesty looked down at the high priest whose expression kept changing, and said in a deep voice: "You could have made preparations earlier."
"Yes!" The high priest bowed and accepted the order.
His Majesty nodded, then waved his hand, and three black shadows, smaller than him, appeared.
The three black shadows are about two meters tall, look exactly the same, and their strength is all at the ninth level, which is 94 levels if converted into levels.
Any one of them could fight the high priest head-on, and their strength was comparable.
However, compared with the clones of the high priest and the second priest, His Majesty’s clones are more like zombies, like three puppets.
The high priest knew very well that it was because the clones were not weak, and the Lord had a total of 9 clones. If they were not deprived of some of their intelligence, these 9 clones together would be able to overpower his original body.
The number of these nine clones made the high priest extremely envious.
His Majesty raised his right hand and threw lightly, and a simple bracelet was thrown to the high priest.
The high priest raised his hand to take it and looked down.
The bracelet is just the simplest black rope with a blood-red bead strung on it.
There is a drop of dark purple blood inside the bead, flowing on the bead wall and flashing a dim red light.
This is a drop of your lifeblood.
"Put it on and they will obey your orders." The Lord said calmly.
"Yes." The high priest put on the bracelet carefully. After putting it on, he found that he had a faint connection with these three clones that were more than two meters tall.
Although it is not a complete telepathy, it is enough for him to control them.
To be honest, in the mind of the high priest, these three clones were just to help him with assists, and he did not intend to use them as the main force to charge into battle.
There's nothing we can do about it, they are the leader's property.
If your leader lends you something, you should use it well and not use it recklessly.
In the opinion of the high priest, it doesn’t matter if he gets injured, but he must not damage these three clones.
In this regard, he is still very experienced.
His Majesty looked down at him and said, "Step back."
"Yes." The figure of the high priest disappeared on the island and flew towards the East Region.
Although there are still 3 days left, there is still plenty of time, and he can definitely fight his way through.
As the most bloodthirsty of the three priests, how could he not participate in the third wave of alien invasion?
He set out from Mohai to the Eastern Region, and the Southern Border was the continent he had to pass through.
"Let's start from the southern border." A strange smile appeared on the young face of the high priest, a bit like the smile of Zhang Zifeng in the male version of "Detective Chinatown".
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Three thousand mountains, the gate to heaven.
It was sunset at this moment, and the sky was not yet completely dark. But just now, darkness suddenly enveloped the earth.
An oppressive atmosphere permeated everywhere in the Tianchen Continent, making people feel uncomfortable all over.
All signs indicate that something big is about to happen.
Mo Beihe had already received the warning from the Demon Sect.
"The third wave of alien invasion will be more terrifying than the previous two combined." Mo Beihe thought about this in his heart with a solemn expression.
The Three Thousand Mountains area barely managed to withstand the first two waves of alien invasions.
Now, he has no idea what the final situation will be.
There are many sects in the Three Thousand Mountains area, and there are a lot of players, which means that there are quite a lot of practitioners here, and even in terms of density, it is quite high.
But there are too few strong people here!
In such a huge place like Three Thousand Mountains, there is not even a powerful person in the seventh realm. A great cultivator like Mo Beihe who is in the sixth realm is already considered the face of Three Thousand Mountains.
If there are fewer high-level aliens among the aliens, or if there are no particularly strong aliens, then it will be easy to solve.
But if there are several high-level aliens comparable to the seventh level, then it will become very difficult.
If you want to defeat the strong with the weak, you can only... use human lives!
At this moment, Mo Beihe was kneeling in the ancestral hall. This dwarf-like man looked up at the ranking of ancestors one after another and kowtowed three times silently.
"I, Mo Beihe, was originally a little beggar in a small town at the foot of the mountain. I had no father or mother, and I could not even get enough food. When I was extremely hungry, I even had to compete with wild dogs for food."
"Thanks to the master for recognizing my talent and accepting me into the sect. He taught me to read and write, and taught me the methods of cultivation. He treated me like his own child."
"Back then, the little beggar in the small town never thought that one day he would sit on the position of the head of a family."
"My disciples respect me, my fellow disciples help me, and my ancestor even forcibly breaks through the death barrier and saves my life."
"Everything a disciple has is given by the sect."
The dwarf's head was always resting on the ground, with his forehead touching the ground, and he kept muttering to himself.
"Today, I will definitely live up to the sect's grace."
After saying this, he stood up and pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.
He raised his hand and the spear [Gu Yong], which was much taller than him, fell into his hand.
Outside the door, the elders of Tianque Sect had already been waiting.
"My fellow brothers and sisters, do you still remember the ghost king we met when we went down the mountain to train?" Mo Beihe seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed.
"How could I forget? If it weren't for that sword of mine, Fifth Junior Brother would have died long ago!" said the Third Elder of Tianque Sect with a smile.
"Third senior brother, stop joking here. After you saved me, I stabbed the ghost king with one more blow. Otherwise, you would have died on the spot. At most, I owe you half my life." The fifth elder said unhappily.
The elders chatted with each other, all with smiles on their faces .
At that time, they were only practitioners of the third and fourth realms, but they encountered the ghost king of the fifth realm at the foot of the mountain.
With their level of skills, they could have joined forces and escaped, but they didn't.
Because there was a small village behind them, they asked for a drink of water there, and the village chief even made a roast chicken for them.
What's more, they are so young, how could they not feel proud when they hear the respected "Immortal Master" again and again ?
In the end, everyone paid the price of being seriously injured and killed the Ghost King.
After returning to the sect, their master, the former leader of Tianque Sect, asked them about this matter and they answered truthfully.
The master did not praise them, but at night he poured a large bowl of wine for each of them on the table. He drank it very happily and was extremely proud.
After drinking too much, the serious master laughed out loud and said, "Looking at the entire Three Thousand Mountains, is there any cultivator's disciple who is as young as my Mo Qingshan's disciple, who can guard a village and kill a ghost king at such a young age!"
At that time, Tianque Sect was still on the decline, and the master had a heavy burden on his shoulders, but he was extremely happy when he drank that day. The reason was very simple - he saw responsibility in his disciples!
Today, those young people have become sect leaders and elders.
They smiled at each other, just like when they met the Ghost King by chance that day.
"Junior brothers and sisters, are you afraid?" Mo Beihe smiled with his eyes narrowed.
"What are you talking about, Sect Master? Even if I die today, I will be praised by Master when I get to the lower world!"
"It's worth dying!"
"Hahahaha! Even if I die, it's no loss!"
Mo Beihe laughed out loud when he heard this. This dwarf actually showed some heroic spirit.
Under the leadership of Mo Beihe, they all stood up and flew out of the sect.
Mo Beihe held the spear [Guyong] in his hand and looked up at the pitch-black sky without even a star.
The dwarf gnashed his teeth and said:
"Today, we, the Tianque Sect, will guard this Tianque!"
——Fight to the death!
