Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"You should also understand that Jiutian and Beiminghai have a close relationship. If Beiminghai is defeated, it will be Jiutian's turn next."

"I don't know what I can do in such a big conflict, but I'll do my best."

Xiang Chen no longer had the usual relaxed smile on his face, and there was a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Xia Qingcheng smiled and said: "Then I will accompany you."

"Thank you." Xiang Chen felt warm in his heart and hugged her again.

"Let's go and let the monkeys out too."

Xiang Chen opened his inner world and let Qingcheng in.

Then he went to Xiahou Wu's cell, extracted Xiahou Wu and his own people and released them.

His own people refer to his brothers and sisters. As for the losers who signed the master-servant contract with him, they are still locked up. Even if they sign the master-servant contract, they cannot let them know everything.

Here, everyone doesn’t have to hide their identity, they can just use Jiutian’s identity and appearance.

Xiang Chen took everyone to his mansion. From now on, everyone will live in this mansion while they are in Beiminghai. The mansion is big enough, and there is no problem in having a separate room for each person.

In the hall, Xiang Chen, Xia Qingcheng, Xia Houwu, Su Yan, Wang Yi, Yidao, Yue Ying, Li Xin Kuhai, Shen Hou Yuxiu, Zhao Boyunyi and others gathered.

"How did everyone feel about this battle?" Xiang Chen asked.

"Below the saints, all are ants." Su Yan stood, arms folded and proudly raised his chin and said.

Yue Ying slapped him on the head and cursed: "Listening to your tone, it feels like you have become a saint."

"Huh, sooner or later, the road to God will end, so I...ah!"

Before Su Yan could finish speaking, Xiang Chen punched him on the head and knocked him unconscious.

Xiahou Wudao: "Indeed, our strength is considered top-notch among the intermediate divine realms, but among the absolute powers at the pinnacle level of the universe, we are still too weak to achieve a decisive role."

"A strong man at the saint level can find us and kill us easily."

"Are we useful in such a battle?" Marquis Shen was a little doubtful. Having seen the saint's battlefield, they had obviously received a lot of blows.

"Wang Zhen, isn't your grandfather also a saint? They are also against the Wushen Dynasty. Can the Bitter Desolate God support Beiminghai?" Yue Ying asked.

"Impossible." Wang Zhen shook his head: "Although my family also has trouble with the Witch God Dynasty, in fact, they have not directly taken action against the Witch God Dynasty. They mainly rob some lackey gods."

"In such a battle situation, it is impossible for my grandfather to take the initiative to involve our Kuhuang Shentian, and joining in will not help."

"Alas..." Yue Ying sighed.

"Didn't Brother Chen learn the Saint-level battle formation? We have all gone through training, and with our cooperation, we can exert a fighting power comparable to that of a Saint in the early stages."

"There are not enough of us to put together a battle formation."

Everyone was chattering, and Xiang Chen tapped his finger on the table. Suddenly everyone became quiet and looked at him.

"It seems that some people are scared out of their wits by the saint's methods. What happened to the saint? When I first debuted, Xiang Chen was just a mortal. Now I can kill a quasi-sage. How dare you imagine it before?" Xiang Chen's voice was cold and changed. It is rare and majestic.

Marquis Shen blushed and said awkwardly: "Your Majesty, I'm not afraid, I just feel..."

Xiang Chen stretched out his hand to interrupt what he was about to say, and said: "I know what you want to say. The war in Beiminghai is our war. Even if we are saints, we have to help. They defeated Beiminghai. Don’t you want to continue fighting for nine days?”

He stood up and took out a Jiutian Shenyan cigarette, which Emperor Situ liked to smoke in the past.

Xiang Chen usually doesn't smoke much, so he lit one to relieve the pressure in his heart. He slowly blew out a smoke ring and continued: "Historically speaking, Beiminghai sent troops to help during the nine-day war. The one million-strong Bei Ming Navy fleet that defeated us all died on the nine-day battlefield."

"In terms of strategic layout, Beiminghai can be regarded as our buffer. Because of Beiminghai, Jiutian is not the first goal of the Witch God Dynasty at present. They have a relationship with us, and their lips are frozen, and they will suffer next It’s your teeth that are frozen.”

"We must fight the battle in Beiminghai. We have to fight. Regardless of whether we can win or not, at least it will consume more of the power of the Witch God Dynasty, and there will be less pressure in nine days."

"So I decided to mobilize some troops from Jiutian to support Beiminghai! I will mobilize my own Sirius Army as the main force. Now the only ones who can barely fight in high-end battlefields are our Sirius Army."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion after hearing this, then stood up one by one and said loudly and forcefully: "Honor your order!"

Xiang Chen put out the cigarette, exhaled a long breath, and said coldly: "In my last life, a great man said that if you can hit with one punch, don't ask for hundreds of punches. Now we don't have the strength to hit with one punch, but still We have to touch them and let them know that our bones are still strong!"

"That's right, let's do it. The saint is handed over to the people of Bei Minghai. If we can't kill the saint now, can't we kill the troops below them?" Xia Houwu sneered and slapped the table and stood up.

"war!"

The young boy back then now had boiling blood burning in his body again.

"In the past two days, I will go back to Jiutian and bring some troops here. As for the troops in the Purple Sky Divine Territory, they cannot be moved. They are our back-up, in case, in case we fail in the Beiming Sea. In the future, in Taikoo There are still some foundations for a comeback.”

"Gouzi, just do it. Over the years, we have gone through so many ups and downs. It will be the same this time. We will definitely be able to get through it." Xiahou Wu said with a smile, and went over to pat his brother on the shoulder.

"That's right, we'll die together at worst. I've died once anyway, so I'm not afraid." Yue Ying clenched her fists and waved.

"Haha, don't worry, I won't let everyone die."

"We will live on till the end of time!" Everyone said in unison and laughed heroically together.

The next day, Xiang Chen took the initiative to contact Shopkeeper Qi and said that he was going back to Jiutian to bring some troops.

Shopkeeper Qi frowned when he heard this and said: "It doesn't have to be like this. The number of troops you have in Jiutian now is not enough for a large-scale battle. Try to save your own troops. Even if the Jiutian Divine Restriction of Ninth Sister is mine, , and it is difficult to find a way to crack it in a short time.”

Xiang Chen shook his head and said firmly: "If you don't explode in silence, you will die in silence. We don't have many effective troops. However, many soldiers died in Beiminghai for Jiutian back then. Now Beiminghai is facing this situation." , we, Jiutian, must stand up and at least have an attitude!"