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For the foreigners, they already have a rough understanding of the Demon Sect's strength.

The gentleman is an existence that has no solution for the time being. Unless the gods take action, otherwise, even if your Majesty goes to fight hard in person, the outcome will be difficult to tell.

Then, the more troublesome thing is the few disciples of Mr. and the most powerful sword in the world - [Sword Qi Near]!

Oh, by the way, I heard that the Demon Sect still has an old servant of Mr. living in seclusion. When the two major sword sects came to inquire about swordsmanship, this mute old man suppressed his cultivation level until it was consistent with Pingshanhai, and then casually With two swords, he defeated Ping Shanhai who was holding the [Excalibur].

These people make the high priest more afraid.

Among the disciples of Mr. Gu, he had fought against Gu Xiaoman. He knew very well that if he came in person, Gu Xiaoman would definitely not be his opponent.

As for Mr.'s other disciples, let alone that.

The third disciple sounds like he is a Talisman Master, and his realm should be the eighth one.

The fourth disciple is just a little cat demon, and the high priest has also seen it.

As for the younger disciple, it was Lu Xun who made the high priest itch with hatred.

"If there is a chance, I must kill him with my own hands." The high priest said in his heart: "No! You can't kill him easily, you must torture him!"

In the eyes of ordinary practitioners, Lu Xun is already considered a master, but in the eyes of the high priest, he is still no different from an ant.

After this analysis, the high priest felt that taking the three clones of His Majesty to the Demon Sect, and bringing a few high-level aliens with him, he could completely crush the Demon Sect of the Eastern Region!

Moreover, it can be concluded from the information collected so far that many masters of the Demon Sect have gone to other continents to provide support. This means that the current defense of the Demon Sect in the Eastern Region is weak.

"This is excessive trust in sir." The high priest could guess what the Demon Sect was thinking.

In their opinion, let alone the Demon Sect, even the entire Eastern Territory, it is enough for one gentleman to take care of it.

Thinking of this, the high priest suddenly realized that this was indeed the best time to invade the Eastern Region.

Your Majesty lowered his head and looked at the high priest whose expression was constantly changing, and said solemnly: "You can make preparations early."

"Yes!" The high priest accepted the order with his hands raised.

Your Majesty nodded, then waved his hand, and three black figures one size smaller than him appeared.

The three black shadows are about two meters each. They look exactly the same. Their strength is in the ninth level. If converted into levels, it is level 94.

Any one of them can have sex with the high priest head-on, and their strength is between equals.

It's just that compared to the clones of the high priest and the second priest, the clone of the Lord is more like a walking corpse, like three puppets.

The high priest knew very well that it was because the clones were not weak, and there were as many as 9 clones in total. If part of their intelligence is not deprived, these nine clones together can ride on his body.

The number of these nine clones made the high priest extremely envious.

Your Majesty raised his right hand and tossed it lightly, and then threw a simple bracelet to the high priest.

The high priest raised his hand to take it and looked down.

The bracelet is the simplest black rope with a blood-colored bead strung on it.

There is a drop of black-purple blood inside the bead, flowing on the bead wall and flashing with a dim red light.

This is a drop of your natal essence and blood.

"Put it on and they will listen to your orders." Your Majesty said calmly.

"Yes." The high priest carefully put on the bracelet. After putting it on, he found that he had a faint connection with the three clones that were more than two meters tall.

Although it is not a complete connection between minds, it is enough for him to control them.

To be honest, in the heart of the high priest, these three clones were just to help him fight and assist, and he had no intention of using them as the main force in the charge.

There is no way, who calls them the leader's property?

If your boss lends you something, you should use it well and not blindly.

In the eyes of the high priest, it doesn't matter if he is injured, but don't damage these three clones.

In this regard, he is still very experienced.

Your Majesty looked down at him, and then said: "Step back."

"Yes." The figure of the high priest disappeared from the island and flew to the east region.

Although there are still three days left, there is still plenty of time, but he can definitely fight his way through.

As the most bloodthirsty of the three priests, how could he not participate in the third wave of alien races coming?

He set out from Mohai to the Eastern Region, and the southern region was the continent he must pass through.

"Let's start from the south first." A strange smile appeared on the young face of the high priest, a bit like the smile of Zhang Zifeng in the male version of "Detective Chinatown".

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Three Thousand Mountains, Tianque Gate.

The sun was setting at this moment, and the sky was not completely dark yet. But just now, darkness suddenly enveloped the earth.

A depressing atmosphere permeated the Tianchen Continent, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

There are all signs that something big is about to happen.

Mo Beihe had already received the early warning from the Demon Sect.

"The third wave of alien attacks will be more terrifying than the previous two combined." Mo Beihe thought about this in his heart, his face serious.

The Sanqianshan area managed to withstand the first two waves of alien invasions.

Now, he doesn't know what the final situation will be.

There are many sects in the Sanqian Mountain area, and the number of players is also very large. This means that there are not many practitioners here, and even from the density point of view, it is still too high.

But there is so little strong people here!

The huge Three Thousand Mountains doesn't even have a strong person in the seventh realm. A great cultivator in the sixth realm like Mo Beihe can be regarded as the face of Sanqianshan.

If the number of high-level alien races among the alien races is small, or there are not too strong alien races, then it will be easier to solve.

But if there are several high-level aliens who are comparable to the seventh realm, it will be particularly difficult at once.

If you want to defeat the weak with the strong, you can only... use human lives to pile it up!

At this moment, Mo Beihe was kneeling in the ancestral hall. This dwarf-like man looked up at the ranking of the ancestors one after another, and kowtowed three times in silence.

"I, Mo Beihe, was originally a little beggar in a small town at the foot of the mountain. I had no father or mother, and I didn't have enough to eat. When I was very hungry, I even had to compete with wild dogs for food."

"Thanks to Master's appreciation, he recognized my true nature, accepted me into the sect, taught me to read and write, taught me how to practice, and treated me as one of his own."

"Back then, the little beggar in the small town never thought that one day he would be the master of a sect."

"My disciples respect me, all my brothers and sisters help me, and my ancestor even forcibly broke through the death barrier and saved my life."

"Everything a disciple has is given by the sect."

The dwarf's head was always pressed against the ground, with his forehead touching the ground, and he kept mumbling something.

"Today, my disciple will surely live up to his grace."

After saying this, he stood up and opened the door of the ancestral hall.

He raised his hand and made a move, and the spear [Gu Yong], which was much taller than him, fell into his hand.

Outside the door, a group of elders from Tianque Sect were already waiting.

"Junior brothers and sisters, do you still remember the ghost king we met when we went down the mountain for training?" Mo Beihe seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed.

"How can we forget that if it hadn't been for my sword back then, the fifth junior brother would have died long ago!" The third elder of Tianque Sect said with a smile.

"Third senior brother, don't be joking here. After you rescued me, I made up for the ghost king's blow. Otherwise, third senior brother would have died on the spot. Junior brother will only owe you half of his life at most." The fifth elder said angrily. .

The elders spoke to each other with smiles on their faces.

At that time, they were just practitioners in the third and fourth realms, but they met the ghost king in the fifth realm at the foot of the mountain.

With their cultivation, it would have been possible for them to join forces and escape, but they didn't.

Because there was a small village behind them, where they asked for a sip of water, and the village chief also got them a roast chicken.

What's more, they are young, how can they not feel excited when they hear the "immortal master" shouted with respect again and again?

In the end, everyone paid the price of serious injuries and killed the ghost king.

After returning to the sect, their master, the former head of the Tianque Sect, asked about this matter, and they answered truthfully.

The master did not praise them, but poured a large bowl of wine for everyone on the table that night. He drank it very happily and was very proud of it.

After drinking too much wine, the serious master laughed loudly and said: "Looking at the entire Sanqian Mountain, is there any disciple of a practitioner who is like my disciple of Mo Qingshan? At a young age, he guarded a village and killed a group of people. Ghost King!”

At that time, Tianque Sect was still in decline, and the master had a heavy burden on him, but he drank extremely happily that day. The reason was very simple - he saw responsibility in his disciples!

Now, the young people back then have become sect masters and elders.

They looked at each other and smiled, just like they did when they met the Ghost King.

"Junior brother and sister, are you scared?" Mo Beihe squinted his eyes and smiled.

"What are you talking about, Master of the Sect? Even if you die today, when you get down there, won't you still have to be praised by Master!?"

"Death is not a loss!"

"Hahahaha! It's not a loss even if you die!"

When Mo Beihe heard this, he laughed loudly. There was actually a bit of heroism in this dwarf.

Under the leadership of Mo Beihe, they all stood up and flew towards the outside of the sect.

Mo Beihe held the long spear [Gu Yong] and looked up at the dark sky without even starlight.

The dwarf gritted his teeth and said:

"My Tianque Sect will guard this Tianque today!"

——Fight to the death!

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