Eight hundred and sixtieth eight chapters ambition
"What, Xiyin has entered Shengtian Pass."
In front of the map of huge sheepskin patchwork, Baili Qin looked at Fu Yu and a group of generals in shock and said, "What the hell is going on? Why does Xiyin stand in front of us? If we don't fight this Shengtian Pass, we may not be able to go west."
"I don't know either."
Fu Yu frowned and said, "It seems that Xiyin herself is interested in competing for this continent. She has gathered more than 20,000 people and claimed to be the Xiyin Legion. Currently, Xiyin Legion is the main force guarding Shengtian Pass."
"Does this war angel still want to be king in the Broken Tripod Realm?" Baili Qin couldn't help laughing: "It's really interesting. I don't know if this news is transmitted back to the West God Realm, Lord Claude will laugh or cry."
"Marson, what should we do now?" asked the dragon cavalry general Han Shu.
"This is a bit difficult to deal with."
Baili Qin frowned and said, "If the Battle Angel really occupies the Holy Heaven Pass, we can't force it. If our Blackstone Empire attacks the Holy Heaven Pass, we will talk to people, saying that we disobey the God Realm. After all, the Battle Angel represents the will of the Lord of the Lord. Besides, the people in this Battle Angel team are not simple. Tarilyn is the successor of the Light Clan, and Lake is the son of the patriarch of the Dark Light Family. Zhou Ximin and Davinsi are not simple either. If we fight, we will not fight a Battle Angel team, but several big families behind the entire Western God Realm. Their forces are connected together and enough to control half of the Western God Realm. Even the Lord of the Lord may be afraid of it."
"This..." Han Shu frowned and said, "Since that's the case, this Shengtian Pass cannot be defeated. We can only choose to attack the Dragon Pass. It's the guy who is a bit tricky and cunning. We have suffered a great loss in his hands before."
"What are you afraid of when you suffer a loss?"
Baili Qin smiled coldly: "Don't forget that we still have 200,000 total troops in our hands, and there are 82 dragon knights outside. With such strength, we can completely crush the Dragon Slaying Pass and kill Xu Jiantao's troops without leaving any armor."
"The marshal is wise, my subordinates will mobilize their troops and attack the Dragon Pass in two days." Fu Yu was overjoyed.
"Don't be anxious."
Baili Qin's eyes were like lightning and said, "We can't be rash this time. Now we send a few god-level powerful men to disguise themselves into the Dragon-Slaying Pass. It's not too late to find out the situation of the Dragon-Slaying Pass before taking action. This time I will be foolproof and must not be hit by the tricks of the despicable villain Xu Jiantao. In addition, leave 10,000 people to garrison outside the Shengtian Pass to restrain Xiyin's army."
"Yes, Marshal."
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In the Western God Realm, the light and moistening of the Lingshan Mountains lingering in the mist are discussed. At the annual event of the Western God Realm, family patriarchs from various planes and some gods with outstanding cultivation will gather here. It is through this event that the Lord Claude also gained insight into the movements of various families. After all, there are too many gods in the Western God Realm and cannot be controlled one by one.
In the evening, Xiyan appeared in the temple and said respectfully: "Master Lord, the seventeen patriarchs are already waiting in the reception room."
"Okay, let's go here."
Claude turned around, and the light on his face slowly dissipated, and it turned out to be a very handsome male face.
But Xiyan's eyes were calm. She had been accustomed to this face for so many years after following Claude. Moreover, with Xiyan's cultivation level, she would have long been no longer intoxicated by appearances. No matter how handsome a man is, she is just a appearance of flesh and blood.
The living room is located on the west side of Lingshan, where the Lord’s Temple is located, and it is a very simple building. However, this living room has a long history and can even be traced back to the god battle more than 100,000 years ago. The secret meeting of the thirteen god emperor-level god kings plotting to kill Ares, the king of the gods in the Western God Realm, was held here. At that time, Claude was one of these thirteen god emperors.
When Claude, Xiyan and Nowa appeared in the living room together, they saw candles lit in the hall. More than a dozen patriarchs were sitting in their seats in their white robes. Some of these patriarchs were extremely young, while others were already very old with white hair and beards. Among them, there were only a few young people. Some of them lived too long and could live forever, but their faces were still slowly aging in the passing years of tens of thousands of years.
Everyone stood up one after another and said respectfully: "See Lord Lord, see Lord Seraph, Lord Seraph."
"No gift."
Claude sat in the master's seat and smiled and said, "Sir, thank you for your hard work."
“It is our duty to do things for God.”
Everyone sat down one after another, Xiyan and Nowa sat on both sides of Claude, one left and one right.
Claude's eyes swept over the patriarchs, a handsome smile appeared on his face, and said, "I'm asking everyone to come here for a secret meeting before the big meeting, but it's actually just for one thing."
"Oh, Master Lord, please say." An old man in white robe said with a smile.
"Thank you, Lord Talon." Claude cleared his throat and said, "The last god battle was a few years ago. We started a war with the East Heaven Court. Everyone should have heard of this. Many families also participated in that god battle. This god battle can only be considered a draw. We and the East Heaven Court have lost a lot of gods. The East Heaven Court has lost three god emperors, 27 god kings, nearly a thousand gods, and we have lost 18 four-winged angels and nearly two thousand two-winged angels. After this battle, the gods have suffered heavy losses and are scarce. Therefore, the purpose of this meeting is to hope that all major families can draw some of their power to enrich the god capital, and I will directly command it."
"This..." Talon, the head of the Guangming clan, was hesitant and frowned and said, "Master, the little girl Tarilin has been missing after participating in the God-Selected Trial. I only realized a few days ago that her name had disappeared from the Western God Realm roster. I don't know where the little girl has gone. Before Tarilin came back, the adult wants people again. This... is a bit inappropriate. It is not easy for each major family to cultivate talents."
A group of patriarchs nodded: "Yes, yes."
Another old patriarch said, "My son Lake also disappeared after the God-Choose Trial. I heard some rumors, and they were rumored to have joined the Battle Angel Squad and were exiled from the Western God Realm. I don't know if it is true."
Claude raised his lips: "That's right, it's true. The Western God Realm has always cherished talents. Tarilyn, Lake and others are outstanding generations in the Western God Realm, so I exiled them to let them experience outside the God Realm. I think all the clan leaders will understand."
His attitude is a bit strong, and the implication is that no matter whether you can understand it or not, you must understand it.
Talon was filled with anger and sighed and remained silent.
The other elders also looked indifferent.
Claude's eyes chilled and said, "Why, Gods need all loyalty to all the families, have they all retreated? Don't forget, there are eggs under the full nest. The Seven Stars Demon Emperor in the East Heaven Court is a crazy person. His heart to destroy my Western God Realm will not die, and God will be destroyed. Do you think your fiefdom can be preserved?"
Talon coughed and said, "The master misunderstood. It's not that we are unwilling to be loyal to us, but that we really don't have much power under our command."
"Yeah."
Claude smiled and said, "But I heard that all the major families have emerged in recent years. Let's talk about Lord Talon's Guangming clan. In the past three thousand years, you have produced seven god emperors and more than one hundred god kings. There are countless gods. Isn't this a lack of power?"
Taron looked gloomy.
The other patriarchs were silent one by one. Obviously, this time Claude was digging meat, and it was something they could not refuse.
After a while, Claude said lightly: "For the seventeen families here, each family must provide 20 god kings and 100 gods to enter the gods to serve next month. You have to give them even if you don't give them even if you don't give them. This is your responsibility as a vassal."
As he said, Claude's eyes looked like a sharp sword and said, "Xiyan, you will complete the task of receiving these talents. If any family has not completed this task at the end of the next month, Xiyan can lead the Shendu Legion to wipe out, even if it is destroyed, it will be a waste of time. Anyway, you have not done such a thing."
Xiyan nodded: "Yes, sir."
Seraph Xiyan, a name that made many families frightened. When the Yuehua family blatantly rebelled and colluded with the Northern Heavenly Realm, it was Xiyan who led the Angel Legion to wipe out the hundreds of gods in the Yuehua family. Even the three seats under its fief were destroyed.
Xiyan had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth and said softly: "Elder Talon, your daughter Tarilyn and my sister Xiyin are friends, don't let me deal with it..."
Talon's body trembled slightly and said, "Yes, I obey the order, I just want the Lord to protect my daughter and let Tarilyn return safely."
"Don't worry, Lord Talon, Tarilyn is a talent in the West God Realm in the future, and I can't not cherish it."
"Then, thank you Lord Master."
The patriarchs of various major clans also expressed their willingness to contribute outstanding talents, while Claude had a smile on his face. This was exactly the scene he wanted to see, but Xiyan, who was beside him, frowned slightly and remained silent. She seemed to have guessed that Claude had done something crazy.
...
Late at night, the meeting dispersed, Claude returned to the temple and took away a beautiful winged angel. The girl's name was not remembered, but Xiyan knew that she was already Claude's woman, and God would have new angels to serve Claude every day, which was an open secret.
The sky was dark, Xiyan and Nowa sat at the extreme of Lingshan, with four snow legs kicking against the clouds in the air.
"What is Master Dominant doing? Gathering so many people." Nowa was a little puzzled.
"Someone is going to be exiled again." Xiyan said.
"Ah." Nowa was stunned: "No, can the Lord want to exile millions of gods and thousands of gods to the Tianji Continent."
"What else."
Xiyan's eyes were like water: "The news from Tianji Continent has not been sent back, and the master is already impatient. The Broken Cauldron Realm has become the battlefield of the mortal realm of the two gods in the east and west. I pray, nowa, I hope we will not be exiled."
Chapter completed!