For the alien race, they already have a rough understanding of the strength of the Demon Sect.

Mr. is a temporarily unsolvable existence. Unless the god takes action, even if the Lord goes to fight in person, the ending will be difficult to tell.

Then, the more difficult ones are the disciples of the gentleman and the most powerful sword in the world - [Sword Qi is close]!

Oh by the way, I heard that the Demon Sect was still living in seclusion with a former old servant of a gentleman. When the two sword sects came to ask about the sword, the mute old man suppressed his cultivation and pressed his cultivation to the same level as Pingshanhai. Then, he defeated Pingshanhai holding the [Divine Sword] with two swords at will.

These people made the high priests more afraid.

Among the gentleman's disciples, he had fought with Gu Xiaoman. He knew very well that if he had come in person, Gu Xiaoman would definitely not be his opponent.

As for the other disciples of the gentleman, let alone.

The third disciple sounds like a talisman master, and his realm should be the eighth level.

The fourth disciple is a kitten demon, and he has also seen it.

As for the younger disciple, it was Lu Xun, who made the great priest hate him.

"If I have the chance, I must kill him with my own hands." The high priest said in his heart: "No! You can't kill him easily, you must torture him well!"

In the eyes of ordinary practitioners, Lu Xun is already a master, but in the eyes of the great priest, he is still the same as an ant.

After this analysis, the high priest felt that taking the three clones of the Lord to the Demon Sect and bringing a few high-level alien races could completely crush the Eastern Region Demon Sect!

Moreover, from the information we have gained now, we can conclude that many masters of the Demon Sect have gone to other continents to support, which means that the guards of the Demon Sect in the East Region are weak.

"This is an excessive trust in the gentleman." The high priest was able to guess the idea of ​​the Demon Sect.

In their opinion, let alone the Demon Sect, even if it is the entire Eastern Region, it is enough to have a gentleman who is guarding it alone.

Thinking of this, the high priest suddenly realized that this was indeed the best time to invade the Eastern Region.

The Lord looked down at the high priest whose expression was constantly changing, and said in a deep voice: "You can prepare early."

"Yes!" The high priest bowed and took the order.

The Lord nodded, then waved his hand and three black shadows appeared, which were the number one smaller than him.

The three black shadows are almost two meters long, and they look exactly the same, and their strengths are all in the ninth realm. If converted to level, they are level 94.

Among them, any of them can be as strong as the high priest, and their strength is comparable to each other.

However, compared with the clones of the high priest and second priests, the clones of the priests are more like walking corpses, like three puppets.

The high priest knew very well that it was because the clones were not weak, and the nobles had as many as 9 clones. If they were not deprived of some of their intelligence, these nine clones could all ride onto his body.

The number of these nine clones makes the great priest envious.

The Lord raised his right hand and threw it gently, 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 the simplest black rope, strung with a blood-colored bead.

There was a drop of black and purple blood inside the bead, flowing on the bead wall and flashing with a dim red light.

This is a drop of the essence and blood of the Lord.

"Wear it and they will obey your orders." The Lord said lightly.

"Yes." The high priest carefully put the bracelet on. After putting it on, he found that he had a slight connection with these three clones more than two meters high.

Although it is not completely in harmony, it is enough for him to control them.

To be honest, in the mind of the great priest, these three clones were just to help him with assists, and they did not intend to let them be the main force in charge.

There is no way, who said they are the leader's property?

If the leader lends you something, you must use it well, and you cannot use it blindly.

In the eyes of the high priest, it doesn’t matter if you are injured, so don’t destroy these three clones.

He is still very experienced in this regard.

The Lord looked down at him and said, "Get back."

"Yes." The figure of the great priest disappeared on the island and flew to the road to the east.

Although there are still 3 days left and there is still plenty of time, he can kill all the way.

As the most bloodthirsty among the three priests, how could he not participate in the third wave of the arrival of this alien race?

He set out from the Mo Sea to the eastern region, and the southern region was a must-pass continent.

"Let's start with the southern border first." A strange smile appeared on the tender face of the high priest, a bit like Zhang Zifeng's smile in the male version of "Detective Chinatown".

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...

Three Thousand Mountains, Tianque Gate.

It was the time when the sun was setting, and the sky was not completely dark. But just now, darkness suddenly enveloped the earth.

A depressing aura filled the entire Tianchen Continent, making people feel uncomfortable.

All signs indicate that something big will happen.

Mobeihe had already received the warning from the Demon Sect.

"The third wave of attacks from alien races will be even more terrifying than the previous two combined." Mo Beihe thought of this sentence in his mind, his face solemn.

After the first two waves of alien invasions, the Sanqianshan area finally took it down.

Now, he doesn't know what the situation will be like in the end.

There are many sects in the Sanqian Mountain area and the number of players is particularly large, which means that there are not many practitioners here, and even in terms of density, there are still quite a lot.

But why are there too few strong people here!

It is so big that there is not even a strong man in the seventh realm. A great practitioner in the sixth realm like Mobeihe is already the facade of the three thousand mountains.

If there are fewer high-level alien races among the alien races, or there are not many strong alien races, then it will be easy to solve.

But if there are several high-level alien races comparable to the seventh level, it will be particularly difficult at once.

If you want to defeat the strong with the weak, you can only... use your lives to pile up!

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.

"My Mobeihe was originally a little beggar in a small town at the foot of the mountain. He had no father or mother and could not eat. When he was extremely hungry, he even had to compete with wild dogs for food."

"I have been appreciated by Master, and I have taken my roots and bones into my sects, taught me to read and write, taught me how to practice, and treat me as my own."

"At that time, the little beggar in the small town never thought that one day he would take the position of the Lord of the Sect."

"I respect me, my brothers and sisters, and I have helped me. The ancestor forced himself to break through the death barrier and save my life."

"Everything that disciple has given to me is given by the sect."

The dwarf's head was always on the ground, and his forehead touched the ground, and he kept muttering words.

"Today, my disciples will definitely be worthy of their grace."

After saying this, he stood up and pushed open the gate of the ancestral hall.

He raised his hand and a spear, which was much taller than him, fell into his hands.

Outside the gate, the elders from Tianque Gate had already been waiting.

"My junior brothers and sisters, do you still remember the ghost king we met when we went down the mountain to experience it?" Mo Beihe seemed to think of something and suddenly laughed.

"How could I forget that if it weren't for my sword back then, the fifth junior brother would have died long ago!" The third elder of Tianque Gate said with a smile.

"Second Brother Third, don't joke here. After you save me, I will make up for the ghost king's sword. Otherwise, the third brother will die on the spot. At most, the junior brother will owe you half a life." The fifth elder said angrily.

Several elders said everything, and they all had smiles on their faces.

At that time, they were just practitioners in the third and fourth realms, but they met the Ghost King in the fifth realm at the foot of the mountain.

It was possible to run away with their cultivation level, but they did not.

Because behind them was a small village, they had asked for a sip of water there, and the village chief also made them a roast chicken.

What's more, when they were young, how could they not float when they heard the respected "Immortal Master"?

In the end, everyone paid the price of serious injury and killed the ghost king.

After returning to the sect, their master, the former sect leader of Tianque Sect, asked about this matter and they answered truthfully.

The master did not praise them, but at night poured a large bowl of wine for everyone on the table. He drank it very happily and proudly.

After drinking too much, the serious master laughed loudly and said, "Looking at the entire Three Thousand Mountains, is there a disciple of a practitioner, who is just like my Mo Qingshan, who is young and guards a village and kills a ghost king!"

At that time, Tianque Gate was still on the decline. The master was burdened with heavy burden, but he was very happy that day. The reason was very simple - he saw the responsibility in his disciples!

Nowadays, the young people of that time have become sect leaders and elders.

They looked at each other and smiled, just like when they met the Ghost King that day.

"Junior brother and sister, are you afraid?" Mo Beihe smiled with a squinted eyes.

"What did the master say? Even if he dies today, he will be praised by his master when he is down there!"

"I will never lose even if I die!"

"Hahahaha! Even if you die, you won't lose money!"

When Mo Beihe heard this, he burst into laughter. This dwarf actually felt a little heroic.

Under the leadership of Mo Beihe, they stood up together and flew out of the sect.

Mo Beihe held a spear [Gu Yong] and looked up at the dark sky without even starlight.

The short man gritted his teeth and said:

"I will guard this Tianque Gate today!"

——Fight to the death!
Chapter completed!