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Patting himself on the head, Yan Lingyu thought to himself, "Why am I so stupid? How much can they survive after the Battle of Stinging Shadows!" That was a shot by a saint. Although there is only a thin line between the saint and the sub-sage, the difference of that line , but it’s a world of difference. On that line, Yasheng is just an ant in the eyes of a saint. I thought about it suspiciously. Where are the masters?"

"No?" Mengyin shook her head.

"What about quasi-sage-level masters?" Yan Lingyu decided to lower the quality. If such a leapfrogging would be of no benefit to them, Yan Lingyu needed them to act as thugs.

Mengyin shook her head again.

"Fuck!" Yan Lingyu, who hadn't cursed for a long time, finally cursed out.

"Although there are no quasi-sage-level masters, there are quite a few masters who are one step away from reaching the quasi-sage level. Don't look at our small 300 million people, among them there are nearly [-] quasi-sage masters!"

"Ten thousand!" Zi Yun screamed, not only would he scream, but any god or demon god would scream when he heard this sentence. In the world of gods and demons or the world of gods, it is true that people block and kill Buddhas, and the two worlds are combined, and there is no power to fight back.

Shui Ruoxi has personally witnessed the feat of more than 100 people being sanctified. Naturally, there will be no fuss about how this god of all gods can be compared to a hundred saints. In her opinion, what happened to Yan Lingyu is strange. It's also normal, shock is already a habit, it's a common occurrence, and it's no longer surprising.

"You heard me right, the clansmen of the late Ten Thousand Gods!" Meng Yin replied triumphantly.

"The master of the late ten thousand gods is really awesome!" Yan Lingyu smiled lightly.

Hearing Yan Lingyu's compliment, the three of them were quite proud, waiting for Yan Lingyu's next compliment, but what they didn't expect was that the flatter Yan Lingyu's voice sounded, the more terrifying it would be.

"What's the use of [-] gods, even if you are Mengyin, you can slap them all to death! If you want a master in the later stage of gods, let me tell you, I have a lot of them, and I can handle millions of beast emperors!" Find out!" Yan Lingyu ruthlessly hit their self-esteem, he and others only have ten thousand gods, but Yan Lingyu can recruit millions of life-threatening beasts at any time, with rough skin and thick flesh. Ten thousand gods are not enough to step on the gods and beasts.

The Chaos Battle Ring is Yan Lingyu's eternal secret. The three-piece set of Chaos, the Chaos Battle Ring, the Chaos Battle Armor, and the Chaos Battle Sword are all related to Gu Yan Lingyu. Yan Lingyu only has a holy cultivation, and they cannot evolve. The space of the precepts also locks the evolution of the beasts, and they can only reach the cultivation level of the gods.

And if Yan Lingyu can break through the chaos, those beasts can evolve into gods, reach the level of saints, and finally reach the level of saints. Thinking about it this way, Yan Lingyu was dumbfounded. I have to break through the chaos so that I will not be slaughtered. In the Great Desolate Continent, I am indeed an invincible existence, but four people can enter the Great Desolate Continent at will and take my own life.

Even if they don't use their hands and send dozens of masters of the late stage of the Supreme Sage, he will die without a place to bury himself. Killing himself, it is impossible to let go of the people around him. For the first time, Yan Lingyu had the idea of ​​stepping to the top If you want to protect your relatives and friends, you have to go to the top, don't try to surpass them and trample them under your feet, at least you have to reach their cultivation level and be on an equal footing with them, so that they don't have the guts to trample on you.

After a few more hours, under Yan Lingyu's control, Nongying and Tianxi both became saints. By Yan Lingyu's side, there were two more saint-level masters, which gave Yan Lingyu the ability to dominate the holy world for the first time. Feel.

Maybe it's because the holy world has a little challenge, and I don't want to let him pick one from the two worlds of immortals and gods. Maybe it's because he has a higher ideal. Yan Lingyu himself can't explain what he is thinking, but he is sure of one thing, to protect the people around him. Relatives and friends must find a strong backer for them.

Only when you stand at the peak, no one will provoke them. "Holy world, fortune, those so-called saints, wait for me to conquer!"

Strength is the strongest backing. An unexpected attack is the trump card. To hide the strength, give the opponent a fierce blow, and then there will be a surprise effect. In the holy world, in the situation of fighting each other, the trump card is basically impossible to hide, and After Yan Lingyu overthrew the Holy Realm, as a new force, no one would know how many trump cards he had. This was Yan Lingyu's biggest trump card.

"Mengyin, go and gather your team! I'll take you to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, so you don't compete with the world! It's the dream of peaceful people who hate fighting!" Yan Lingyu thought for a while and said.

"Patriarch, I saw in your eyes just now the intention to dominate. We are willing to fight back with you to the Holy Realm and dominate the Great Desolate Continent!" Nongying said firmly.

"Dominate the Great Desolation, I do mean that, but my ultimate goal is not the Great Desolation!" Yan Lingyu thought to himself, but it was impossible to tell them that there was a higher level existence of the Great Desolation "I will take you to the Holy Realm, and there are many places You are all needed, but your clansmen are just going to die. It is better to let them have a place where they can live peacefully. I can guarantee that as long as they reach the stage of the late sub-sage and are willing to follow my words, I will Just let them follow me!"

A leader does not require literary talent or military strategy, but he must be able to employ people and appease people's hearts. After these two points, whether you succeed or fail, you are a successful leader, and Yan Lingyu is appeasing them.

"Thank you, Patriarch, let's go and gather the clansmen!" With Yan Lingyu's promise, the three of them were very happy. They used to be the owners of more than half of the land in the Primordial Continent, but they were nearly wiped out by a few saints. To become saints, they want revenge, and all of this depends on the new patriarch, Yan Lingyu, they have already sold their lives to Yan Lingyu.

In a short day, there were several hours of constant surprises. At this time, the most surprising day of the Wuying clan was that they had destroyed half of the country, and there was no shocking excitement. Not only could there be saints in their clan, but three at a time.

Above the Wuying Clan, the voices of Mengyin, Nongying, and Tianxi could be heard, "All Wuying Clansmen, bring all your belongings and gather at the Wuying Altar in half an hour."

Who are the three of them? Even before they were sanctified, they were the gods of the Wuying Clan, let alone after they were sanctified. Although they didn't know why they were asked to gather, they still followed suit and put their clothes on one after another. Clean up, fun, delicious, good-looking, keep your own storage rings.

Some with a few people, some with a dozen people, and some with hundreds of people, came to the Wuying Altar of the Wuying Clan one after another. Here, they are only allowed to come here for worship once in a hundred years. However, Today, they were gathered here inexplicably, and they all looked at the six people on the altar suspiciously.

They were a little surprised. The altar, except for the three elders, is a place where they can't even go, but today there are three outsiders, and when the three elders talked with him, they respected him very much and let them touch him. Not thinking about it, but they also thought of something about the breakthrough of the three of them today, but if the elder didn't tell them, they were not qualified to ask.

"I hope that the Wuying clan I'm taking over is a well-behaved race. Half an hour has already arrived, and I hope no one is late!" Yan Lingyu sent a voice transmission to the three of them.

The three people who have understood Yan Lingyu's tone have their hearts in their hearts, but they are very confident in their own words. In the Wuying tribe, they say yes, the tribe dare not say anything, they say walk, and people dare not go west." Patriarch, don't worry, I guarantee that everyone will be here!"

"Very confident, I like it, without confidence, you can't accomplish great things!" Yan Lingyu, sleepy, blurred your eyes, released your chaotic spiritual consciousness, and brought the entire Wuying tribe under your nose, making sure that all the Wuying tribe patriarchs are here, very soon I am gratified, "Very well, everyone is due, not only confident, but also majestic."

Yan Lingyu heard what they said in the sky, just a few simple words, without telling the reason, can make all of them feel confident, this has something to do with their majesty and popularity, Yan Lingyu commented on them as "they have the stuff to be generals!"

"I think you have a lot of questions, why am I standing here, and why did I call you here!" Yan Lingyu looked around at all the people present, and saw that they were all staring at him with many questions on their faces, and then Said, "It was a complete accident that I came to your clan, and this accident happened to be related to your oath!"

"At the request of Elder Mengyin, I accept the position of the patriarch of your Wuying Clan!" Yan Lingyu grabbed the void, and a white token appeared in his hand. There was a big word "fog" on the token, and the whole The token, however, exudes a white mist faintly.

"Xiaoqi of the Wuying Clan met the patriarch, Xiaosan of the Wuying Clan met the patriarch, Wuying Clan..." Various names appeared in Yan Lingyu's ears in a mess, Wuyingling did not appear for a long time, To be precise, it has not appeared for 19 years. Ever since the patriarch of the Wuying tribe died in the hands of the saint in the battle of thorns, he has been kept by the elder.

A predestined person about their oath, the holy stone, although they don't know the cause and effect inside, but they know one thing, the three elders who testify to the saint are related to the person in front of them, and seeing the fog shadow order is like seeing the patriarch, disrespectful Will be treated as judges.