I can make a crit with alchemy

Chapter 481 Make a gesture?

Huang Wei sighed lightly and stopped talking.

In fact, based on his understanding of Xuan Qing, Ye Chang'an, who has not merged with the law, is still one step away. The chance of winning is really very slim.

But you have to try everything. If you deny yourself at the beginning, you might as well just surrender.

However, given Xuanqing's ambition and the energy needed to break through the limits of this world, the blood alone obviously cannot meet Xuanqing's needs.

Huang Wei calculated that if he wanted to use the method of blood sacrifice to break through the limit of this world, open up the passage to the fairy world, and sacrifice the monks in the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou, there should be a [-]% chance.

Therefore, since Daoist Xuanqing chose this path, he chose to be the enemy of the whole world. It is ridiculous that the holy sects of the Lieyang Palace didn't know Xuanqing's ambitions, and they were willing to be Xuanqing's lackeys. Help the number of silver tickets!
The final decisive battle is inevitable, whoever loses wins, it's up to fate.

Thinking like this, Huang Wei's expression was gloomy, and his heart was extremely heavy.

Back at the Four Sacred Mountains, Huang Wei immediately held a tactical discussion meeting to conquer the three families of the Lie Yang Temple.

Time is racing against time, and we must destroy all three families of Lieyang Palace before Xuanqing leaves the pass!

"Ye Changan, what do you think?" Huang Wei didn't bother to go through the motions, and asked Ye Changan directly.

Ye Changan stood up and went out, pondering:
"Attack with the whole army, but attack one family first, so that they will be confused!"

"What's the plan?" Huang Wei suddenly became interested, and looked at Ye Changan curiously. This kid can always get along with some weird tactics, and the opponent is caught off guard!

"This tactic is very simple, it can even be said to be a clever plan." Ye Changan scanned the crowd.

"A month ago, when my army from the Four Sacred Mountains broke through the gate of the Lu Clan in Yiling, the three families of the Lieyang Palace remained indifferent."

"This time our tens of thousands of troops from the Four Sacred Mountains destroyed the Yingsuyun family, and the three families of the Lieyang Palace remained indifferent. This shows that although these holy sects who have taken refuge in Master Xuanqing belong to the camp of the Temple of the Night on the surface, they are actually a mess. , each with their own ghosts, to deal with them, we just need to defeat them one by one."

All the elders nodded via voice transmission, agreeing with Ye Changan's analysis of the situation.

During this period of time, the Four Sacred Mountains fought south and north, and these holy sects that were destroyed never had any foreign aid, which is enough to show that the supporters of the Night Temple headed by the three families of the Lieyang Temple are nothing but scattered sand.

Facing a plate of loose sand, it is naturally difficult to eat it in one bite, but if they break through one by one, they can make their camp self-defeating, and even mess up their own positions!
"Okay! Just follow the tactics that Master Zhansheng said! I will go to Baji City today, and Master Yinglong will come out!"

"I would like to go to Jiuxu Sword Sect and Jinguang Sect, and invite Qingxuzi and Gengjin Taoist out of the mountain!"

"Then I'll go to the Canglang Pavilion and invite Senior Leng Yuesheng." Ye Chang'an said, looking at the commander Mo Zhenzhen, who smiled knowingly and nodded slightly.

After the meeting, Ye Changan took Mo Zhenzhen and moved in the direction of the Canglang Pavilion. It took less than two hours to arrive at the boundary given by the Canglang Pavilion.

The two entered the Canglang Pavilion, and within a short while they came to the deepest part of the Canglang Pavilion, that lonely hill.

On the stone steps in front of the hut on the top of the mountain, two people, one old and one young, leaned on their chins side by side, looking at Ye Changan and the two who flew from afar.

Seeing her parents, Xiaoye Bufan pointed at them excitedly, "Grandpa, Mom and Dad are indeed here, how do you know they are coming?"

"Because grandpa is a god." Leng Yuesheng smiled, reaching out to stroke Xiaoye Bufan's head, with a kind face.

In the depths of Ye Bufan's eyes that Ye Bufan couldn't see, there was sadness and reluctance that couldn't be concealed.

500 years ago, his heart was as hard as iron, and his heart was as cold as a knife in his hand.

100 years ago, Leng Yuesheng, who brought back Mo Zhenzhen, changed his temperament drastically, and a vigorous bud grew out of his barren heart. Facing Mo Zhenzhen, who was as cute as a porcelain doll all day long, Leng Yuesheng even made an exception. Received an apprentice.

Five years ago, when Ye Bufan uttered his voice, that young shoot had grown into a towering tree. Leng Yuesheng, who had no sense of life and death in the face of countless lives, also understood the true meaning of the killer at that moment.

A killer is not a ruthless assassin, but a ruthless swordsman.

Swinging the sword with emotion can gain more powerful power.

Ye Changan and Mo Zhenzhen traveled a thousand miles in an instant, and when they finished speaking, they had already arrived in front of the hut.

Leng Yuesheng stood up, took Ye Bufan's little hand, and came in front of Ye Changan and the two of them.

Ye Bufan called out to his parents and threw himself into the arms of the two.

Ye Changan hugged Ye Bufan and made him sit on his shoulder, making Xiao Bufan giggle non-stop.

"Master..." Mo Zhenzhen looked at Leng Yuesheng and said with a smile.

Seeing Mo Zhenzhen's charming smile and request, Leng Yuesheng's heart melted, and the smile on his face couldn't help it, "Don't say any more, I know what you want to say What."

"Then... Master, what is your answer?" Mo Zhenzhen looked at Master eagerly, Ye Changan also stopped playing with Ye Bufan, and looked at Leng Yuesheng.

"You can leave at any time." Leng Yuesheng said, looking at Ye Changan, "The eighth level of the Mahayana realm, the difference is not a star."

Ye Changan knew what he was talking about, so he didn't take it seriously at the moment, senior Leng Yuesheng has always been like this, just get used to it.

"But now you should be the strongest person on Dongsheng Continent besides Daoist Xuanqing." Leng Yuesheng nodded slightly, and praised Ye Changan in a rare way:
"Being able to be promoted to this level in such a short period of time, your existence has changed my view of the Daomeng. A bunch of pretentious old ghosts in the Daomeng have finally found someone who can fight."

Ye Changan looked at Mo Zhenzhen, how should he answer now?
Unexpectedly, Mo Zhenzhen smiled and said:

"Master, you underestimated him. In the battle of Lishui yesterday, he defeated Yun Che with one move."

"Hmph!" Hearing Mo Zhenzhen brag about Ye Changan, Leng Yuesheng suddenly became unhappy again, and softly snorted:

"Yun Che, that fellow, apart from having some accomplishments in formations, he's nothing but bullshit in frontal fighting. I'll give him one hand, old man, and he can still defeat him in one move!"

Mo Zhenzhen curled her lips slightly, with a look of disdain on her face.

"Why, don't you believe it?" Leng Yuesheng straightened up and looked at Ye Changan with a displeased face, "Boy, make gestures?"

Ye Chang'an was stunned, your master and apprentice were at odds, why did you spread your gains to me again?
"Promise him, fight with all your strength." Mo Zhenzhen's beautiful voice resounded in his mind.

Ye Changan was stunned, unable to understand Mo Zhenzhen's brain circuit.

In fact, Mo Zhenzhen, who is in a cute state, has never been able to understand the brain circuit.

But since we've talked about this, let's discuss each other.

So Ye Changan nodded and said:

"Okay, let's discuss it."

(End of this chapter)