"Master, our human kingdoms have agreements with the gods. Once the gods and demons start a war, all major human kingdoms must send troops to cooperate with the gods to fight against the demons. It is not the same wherever the war begins." Mu Yingying said.

"Yingying, don't you understand? The gods use humans as cannon fodder, and the war starts on human territory. At that time, corpses are buried thousands of miles away and desolate thousands of miles away. How much resources does humans need to rebuild a town? How many years will it take to restore the population? Simply put, the demons start a war to plunder resources and eliminate weak soldiers, while the gods use war to consume the overall strength of human beings. Both gods and demons are profitable, but humans are thankless." Elizabeth snorted coldly. After so many years of research, she has already clearly seen the attempts of the gods and demons.

Mu Yingying was stunned. She was not as far-reaching as the master thought. It turned out that the war between gods and demons that were born every one or two hundred years was actually because of this reason.

At this moment, Mu Yingying suddenly saw a familiar figure from the corner of her eyes. She couldn't help but look at Ye Xunhuan, who was nodding to her.

"This pastor is very powerful, and he can't see through his master. Is he your friend?" Elizabeth asked in surprise. Seeing the pastor calm and composed in every move, he deserves his disciple. In her opinion, Mu Yingying is a miserable person, and she has been a widow after she really got married. If she really had someone she liked, she would not say that she would be strong enough to fight for her happiness.

"I met several times, and he would occasionally sit in the disciple's Mengchen Curie," Mu Yingying said.

"Yingying, I think this pastor is good." Elizabeth smiled.

"Master...ah..." Just as Mu Yingying blushed and asked the master not to make random guesses, a cold light suddenly shot out of nowhere from the air, hitting Elizabeth's neck.

Quick, the use of fast lightning can no longer describe this level that has surpassed the peak. Even Elizabeth’s touch protection technique had not been released, and the cold light had already touched the skin on Elizabeth’s neck.

With a "swish", the sound wave frequency fluctuated due to the extremely fast degree. The more than ten Ruyi Sect disciples and Mu Yingying who were alerting on the outside felt a tingling pain in their eardrums in an instant, and they were dizzy by the sound waves.

The cold light passed through Elizabeth's neck, but there was no unexpected air leakage and blood splattering. Elizabeth's figure slowly faded and appeared more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye. At this time, her body was covered with a green wind-type magic shield, and a gorgeous staff appeared in her hand. Her neck was faintly oozing with bright red blood, which was obviously cut through her skin.

"The wind danced wildly." Elizabeth shouted softly, and countless blue blades covered the surroundings.

There was a fluctuation in the air, and a faint figure suddenly retreated from the range covered by the wind blade, and the dull dagger in his hand stabbed Mu Yingying who was covering his ears.

Elizabeth was furious. This was a thief who had reached the realm of the thief God. How could Mu Yingying, who was only at the realm of the Nine-Star Warrior, avoid the fatal blow of the thief God? She was unable to save her at this time.

At the critical moment, a holy light shield suddenly blocked Mu Yingying out of thin air, and was immediately disillusioned by the dagger, but it also successfully blocked the fatal blow of the thief god.

The thief god snorted coldly, and suddenly another figure appeared and stabbed Mu Yingying in the chest, determined to kill her.

But another cold snorted sounded almost at the same time, and two slender fingers seemed to appear from the void, clamping the dagger with a "click". At this time, the tip of the dagger was only an inch away from Mu Yingying's towering chest.

The figure gradually became solid, and it turned out to be an old man in tattered clothes and a messy beard. He stared at the two fingers holding his dagger in horror, then his eyes turned to the master of the finger, a young man with a faint smile and half-closed eyes - the priest!

Elizabeth and the dozen disciples of Ruyi Sect were also shocked, and even forgot to attack the attacking thief. They just stared at Ye Xunhuan in a daze. The only thought in their mind was to doubt whether he was crazy. They actually saw a priest holding a thief's dagger with two fingers. Even a god of war at the same level would never be able to do such a shocking move.

Ye Xunhuan's two fingers that clamped the dagger suddenly shook. The thief god suddenly felt a strange force coming from the dagger, which made his whole arm feel sore. In a frightened state, he waved a few seven-star darts with his left hand and shot at Ye Xunhuan, forcibly pulling out the dagger. His whole body disappeared without a trace as if it was dissipated in the air.

Ye Xunhuan frowned, his two fingers were so painful, but he could hold a thief's dagger. It seemed that he had practiced his flower-picking fingers quite well.

"Young Master, are you okay?" Bei Yuechan jumped over and blinked at Ye Xunhuan with her lively eyes.

"It's okay." Ye Xunhuan smiled and touched Bei Yuechan's head. His heart relaxed. The thief god was stained with pollen made by Bei Yuechan. Even if he brushed it ten times, the smell could still be retained, but ordinary people could not smell it.

At this time, Elizabeth walked over, grabbed Mu Yingying, who was so shocked, and rushed to Ye Xunhuan and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Pastor, for helping me, otherwise I, the disciple, will be doomed."

"You have to be polite. Miss Mu and I are familiar with each other. How can I see her being hit by this? Hey, Miss Mu is your disciple. Then are you the Lord Master Yilishaju of Ruyi Sect?" Ye Xunhuan said.

"That's right." Elizabeth did not show any airs of the sect leader in front of Ye Xunhuan. After all, the world is respected by strength, and Ye Xunhuan's strength is obviously higher than her, so she deserves her respect.

"Sect Master Elizabeth, do you know the thief just now?" Ye Xunhuan asked. He noticed Elizabeth's surprise and complex emotions when the thief showed his body.

Elizabeth nodded bitterly and said, "This is not a place to talk, let's find a place to talk."

The group came to the Dream Dust Curie where Mu Yingying opened in Xuefu Lane. In the fresh tea fragrance, Elizabeth told a story of the Ruyi Sect.

Decades ago, there were eight true disciples of Ruyi Sect, and Elizabeth was one of them. Although she had excellent talent for wind magic, which of the eight true disciples was not a stunning figure? Elizabeth ranked last among the eight true disciples, which means she was simply excluded from the candidate for the successor of the sect leader.

At that time, two of the eight true disciples were the highest-profile successors of the sect leader, the first-ranked two-star holy warrior Yang Bushi, and the second-ranked one-star holy thief master Zuo Mu. At that time, Elizabeth was only at the level of a seven-star great magician.

Elizabeth and her second senior brother Zuo Mu have been in love with each other and have already made a vow to make a vow in private. She naturally hopes that her lover will eventually win the championship and lead the entire Ruyi Sect.

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Chapter completed!