The Heaven’s Jailer

"Then what if Demon Lord Ye united with those monsters, wouldn't it be worse?" Nalan Province thought of the most incomprehensible possibility.

"Bah baah baah! Can't you just think about it?" Liu Lang's black line on his forehead, a monster's calamity, is difficult to solve, plus the devil's night, if that is the case, they would just commit suicide. .

"I just said it casually." Naran Province said awkwardly.

"Based on what I know about Demon Lord Ye, he can't unite with anyone.” Liu Lang thought for a while and said, Who is Demon Lord Ye? That is the first genius of the Demon Race outside the Territory. The realm is lower now, but the heart is still there.

What's more, the monster beasts in the Southern Territory are the only way for the demon Lord Ye to restore the peak, how can they unite with the monster beast?

"That's good, that's good." The senior Nalan official exhaled.

"However, those tribes in the Southern Territory must not be able to transfer to the Northern Territory. They have to find another way." Liu Lang sighed and said another problem that needs to be faced.

"You can only take one step and look one step at a time. The only thing to be thankful for is that the tribes in the Southern Territory are not strong. With you and me in the Zuoqiu League, they should not dare to make trouble." Nalan Province seriously analyzed.

Previously, Nalan Province joined the Zuoqiu League. To a large extent, it was a desperate move. However, after the battle of Gongran City in the Northern Territory, Nalan Province has completely put down the estrangement with Liu Lang. Think of yourself as a member of Zuoqiu League, and when thinking about problems, you also start from the perspective of Zuoqiu League.

However, God seems to particularly like the face of Tanahran Province.

As soon as Naran Province finished saying that no one dared to make trouble, there was a shout of killing in the direction of Eastern Region.

Standing on the border between the Eastern Region and the Northern Region, Liu Lang, Naran Province, frowned.

Today, the various tribes of the Eastern Region have been unified under the Zuoqiu League. The Zuoqiu League has a strict management system, but now facing the chaos of monsters and beasts, it is when the unity is outside, the possibility of infighting is unlikely.

As for the tribes in the Southern Territory, they are stationed at another border, even if they make trouble, they can't make trouble here.

"Let's take a look!"

Liu Lang and Nalan Province looked at each other and immediately rose up and flew toward Yukong in the direction of the accident.

It is not far to hear the sound, and the two can be said to arrive in an instant.

At the foot of a mountain, two groups of repairmen were fighting against each other.

However, it may not be accurate to use the word battle, and the current scene is more like a one-sided massacre.

The number of men and horses of the two parties is roughly the same, but the difference in realm is too much. One of them has the lowest cultivation level, and the one with the lowest cultivation level is also the Xiaoxian. The fairy cultivator was also seriously injured and supported by others.

But Liu Lang recognized the injured fairy cultivator at a glance.

"Wen Renqin!"

The Wenren tribe is a small tribe on the edge of the Eastern Region, and its strength level is similar to the previous Zuoqiu tribe. The only fairyland cultivator is their high priest, Wenrenqin.

Because the border between the Eastern Region and the Southern Region is tense, almost the entire Eastern Region's forces have been mobilized there, and only the Wenren tribe is left to guard the border of the Southeast Region.

"stop!"

Liu Lang jumped and stood directly among the two cultivators.

Feeling the terrifying aura of the Golden Immortal Cultivator, the two Cultivators immediately stopped.

"Leader, Lord Lord!"

Wen Renqin had seen Liu Lang. Although he was seriously injured and his consciousness gradually blurred, he still recognized Liu Lang at a glance.

Liu Lang stepped up to Wen Renqin, several celestial powers injected into Wen Renqin's body, and Wen Renqin's injury immediately recovered more than half. With the realm gap between the two people, there was no need to use water spirit beads.

"Who are you?" Turning to face another wave of repairers, Liu Lang asked in a cold voice.

There are tens of millions of repairers in the Zuoqiu League, and it is impossible for Liu Lang to know them all. However, judging from the fact that Wen Renqin called out the leader, this wave of repairers has no response, and they definitely do not belong to the Eastern Region, and they do not belong to the Zuoqiu League.

"Zhongyu, Carmen Tribe!"

The big immortal who was headed across from him had realized that Liu Lang was a golden immortal, but he didn't have much fear on his face. Instead, he held his head up and said proudly.

"It turned out to be a repairer of the Middle Territory!" Many repairers of the Wenren tribe changed their colors after hearing the word Middle Territory. For their small tribe, the famous Taishu tribe, Changsun tribe, and Duanmu tribe of the East Territory Wait, it's already out of reach, the higher-level Middle Tribes are simply unimaginable.

"Carmen Tribe?" Liu Lang was also startled when he heard the other party's self-report.

Because he invited the Carmen Tribe to temporarily move to the Eastern Region, but now, the repairers of the Carmen Tribe are killing the repairers of the Zuoqiu League? Is this the legendary introduction of the wolf into the room?

Seeing Liu Lang not speaking, the big immortal opposite thought Liu Lang was afraid.

"It seems that you have heard of our car door tribe. If so, let us go quickly and don't hinder our car door tribe from doing things." The big fairy of the car door tribe said proudly.

The Carmen Tribe is not well-known in the Central Region, but no matter how famous it is, it is also the Central Tribe. When they come to the Eastern Region, the repairers of the Carmen Tribe have a natural sense of superiority.

"I hinder your uncle!"

Liu Lang was already extremely angry, and with a wave of his hand, he slapped a palm in the air against the big immortal headed by the car door tribe.

"boom!"

In the next moment, the great immortal cultivator exploded directly into a cloud of blood.

"You, do you dare to kill the repairmen of our car door tribe..."

The other repairers in the car door tribe were all stupid.

"Let the car door roll here!"

Liu Lang said sharply.

The repairer of the Carmen Tribe, look at me, I look at you, no one is acting for a while.

"I said, let the car door roll here!" Liu Lang punched again, and another great immortal in the car door tribal formation exploded into blood mist.

At this time, the repairmen of the Carmen Tribe panicked completely and fled in all directions.

However, the escape is only temporary.

Soon, these escaping repairers returned, and those who came back with them were the Golden Immortal elders of the Carmen Tribe, and the high priest of the Carmen Tribe in the late Jinxian period, Carmen Song.

Looking at the two stalls of blood on the ground, the door of the car was somberly pale.

"Leader Zuoqiu, is this your way of hospitality?" Raising his eyes and looking at Liu Lang, the car door gritted his teeth and asked.

"The way of hospitality? You also know that the car door tribe is a guest. Since it is a guest, you must have the consciousness of the guest. I just helped the car door master to clean the door, so that a few black sheep will tire the door tribe!"

Liu Lang sneered and said.

He didn't know why the repairmen of the Carmen Tribe would become impulsive with the Wenren Tribe. He also didn't know who was right and who was wrong on both sides of the conflict.

But this is the Eastern Region, so you must follow the rules of the Eastern Region.