Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Leader, I have checked it all, the Nether Clan, there is no one left!"

In a short while, Xu An had already led the mighty crowd back and reported.

"Very good, let's open the city!"

Ye Fan nodded in satisfaction, and at the same time said to Lai Zhiqing.

"it is good!"

With a smile in her beautiful eyes, Lai Zhiqing retreated from the barrier above with Ge Guangyi.

At the same time, the four gates of Lingshui City were also opened.

Large swaths of blood emerged from the city to the outside world, and the shadow of the Nether Clan also slowly dissipated in everyone's hearts.

"Now, the wild land is saved!"

The elders of the five ancient tribes all showed knowing smiles, looking at the pool of blood on the ground, there was only excitement and excitement.

"This good news must be told to the capital, the emperor must be ecstatic!"

Wang Sheng said excitedly.

"Yes, that's right, Ye Fan Shangqing did a beautiful job on this matter, and his father will definitely reward him a lot!"

The fifth prince watched his words and colors, and immediately flattered him.

Although he didn't want to admit it, at this moment, Ye Fan's prestige had already surpassed him.

"The Fifth Prince is utterly praised!"

Ye Fan said faintly, not catching a cold, and at the same time he looked at the people and said, "Everyone has prepared for a day and a night, fighting hard, let's rest!"

"Yes!"

After hearing this, everyone left and dispersed, but the two women stayed, looking at Ye Fan with some puzzledness.

Because Ye Fan did not leave at this moment.

"You guys go and rest too, I want to practice here and try to break through the nine layers!"

Ye Fan explained to the two of them.

He would never waste the blood and energy left by the 800,000 Nether disciples here after they died.

"OK then!"

The two women responded and left.

In an instant, the place became quiet, making Ye Fan's mind also quiet.

Stepping to the side of Ming Xuan, his body was bathed in a pool of blood at this moment, as if he was asleep.

"Heavenly Spiritual Eucharist, it really is extraordinary!"

Ye Fan looked at his body and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Because although Ming Xuan has been dead for a long time, some of the smiling scars on his body are still recovering, which is very mysterious.

Had it not been for Siam Pluto's bad idea this time, Ming Xuan would not have died so easily.

If he really wanted to kill him, Ye Fan might have to resort to the Luoying Great Array in the end.

"I hope there will be peace here for a while!"

Ye Fan looked around and sighed sincerely.

He designed to kill 800,000 Netherworld disciples, but his heart was not as happy as the surface, most of it was heavy.

War is always cruel!

Ye Fan's heart is never cold-blooded, because his body still contains the buddha nature.

After experiencing life and death, life is precious.

Whispering, Ye Fan did not directly swallow Ming Xuan, but put his body in the blood.

With the Siamese Underlord and the vitality at the moment, it was enough for him to hit the Ninth Realm of Transformation.

"brush!"

Ye Fan crossed his knees in the air and soon entered a state of cultivation.

The heart is a little heavy, but the cultivation still cannot stop.

...

In the early morning of the second day, the war-raising capital was in the main hall of the palace.

"Send someone right away, don't you understand?"

Emperor Zun was furious about a battle issue.

The Nether Clan attacked the capital from all directions, and there were many strong men, and the offensive was sharp, so that everyone in the capital was troubled.

"My honour, there is a shortage of people at the western gate, and there is a danger of losing, and there is no one to send for the time being!"

The one who was yelled at by the emperor was a general who could only lower his head and say.

"No one can send? Didn't the western gate give you a million soldiers and horses? How did you bring it?"

The emperor said angrily.

"For some unknown reason, the Nether Clan suddenly increased the offensive of the western city, and suffered heavy losses!"

The general said bitterly.

"Don't tell me that there are none. Where is it easy now? Is it impossible for me to appoint the Sixiang army to you? If I can't stand it, I'll bring you up to see you!"

At the moment, the emperor was really frustrated and waved impatiently.

This time the Nether Clan's attack seemed incomplete, but it was more difficult to stop than it was a million years ago.

Millions of years ago, there were many powerful experts in the universe, but now, not only the upper-level high-ranking saints are scarce, the overall strength of the lower-level teams is also completely inferior to the Nether clan. At the same time, the sinister Pluto has left preparations everywhere, a middle book order, The vitality of the Shangrui Dynasty was greatly injured.

"Exalted your anger, I have good news here!"

Seeing that the general was finally drunk, an old man walked out calmly on the side.

"Oh? Qingyuan Aiqing, let's just talk about it!"

Seeing this old man, the expression and tone of Emperor Zun recovered a lot.

Qingyuan Palace Master, these are the few peak powerhouses in the capital and even in the sky at this moment.

"Good news came from the land of the wild. The youth leader Ye Fan led the youth team to a great victory. A total of more than 1.6 million Nether disciples were wiped out. At the same time, there are also the four great masters of Blood Pole, Chasing Wind, You Ye, and Siam. , Plus the Nether Clan!"

Qingyuan Palace Master said with a serious face.

While speaking, his eyes were gleaming, and a hint of pride spontaneously appeared in his tone.

"What...what?"

Hearing this, the emperor stood up from the dragon chair in shock, and everyone on the side also looked shocked.

Such a victory was really shocking.

"Even...Even the son of Nether is dead? Is this news true?"

The emperor was most surprised by Ming Xuan, and he couldn't believe it.

The value of this person far exceeds 1.6 million Netherworld disciples, and he almost died in Mingxuan's hands.

"It is true that at this moment all the men and horses of the Nether Clan have been killed by Ye Fan, and the entire army is destroyed!"

The Palace Master of Qing Yuan was extremely affirmed.

In fact, he was shocked after hearing the news from Ye Fan and others, but he believed that Ye Fan and Lingxin would never lie to him.

"The whole army is destroyed! Okay, that's great!"

After hearing this, the emperor finally laughed out loud. This was definitely the best news he had heard since the Nether Clan erupted, and it relieved the depression and resentment in his heart.

"Quick! Please invite Ye Fan back to the capital city immediately. I want to see him personally, and I will be rewarded!"

The emperor laughed, and then quickly ordered.

"it is good!"

The Qingyuan Palace Lord nodded, he also had this intention.

Ye Fan can already be regarded as a sharp sword against the Nether Clan, recalling the capital, with great hopes to break the situation that is suppressed at this moment.

As long as the capital is unobstructed, the counterattack will not be far away.

"Also, spread this news, seal Lingshui City as the City of Glory, and inform the universe to strengthen the morale of our army!"

After the emperor learned the detailed process, he added many things, which was extremely excited.

As the emperor's order came down, in the morning of the second day, except for the Nanban, all parts of the sky were shocked.

This is the only victory since the fight against the Nether Clan, and it is heartening.