Everyone in the hall instantly found their backbone and completely forgot about the lifeless appearance just now.
Shangguan Xiaoyao smiled and shook his head, feeling that his nephew's prestige was higher than his!
After listening to the reports during this period, Shangguan Qinghong immediately made the decision to retreat and defend.
"Pass the order down. Everyone retreat to the Far North and fight them at the entrance."
This made some people hesitate. "Your Majesty Wushuang, we don't have that many people. If we were to fight, I'm afraid..."
Everyone was silent, because there were 30,000 great emperors, not 3,000.
Shangguan Qinghong sighed helplessly, "If we scatter now, we'll be more easily surrounded and attacked one by one by the enemy. After all, even if they split into a hundred small groups, each one will have three hundred people."
“It would be better to take advantage of the difficult conditions at the entrance to the Far North Territory and prevent them from entering too many Great Emperors at once.”
The hall immediately fell into silence. After a moment of contemplation, someone raised his hand to accept the order and left.
With one person taking the lead, the others did not delay any longer and immediately dispersed, giving the order to retreat immediately.
"Second Uncle, please inform the Dragon Emperor."
Shangguan Xiaoyao nodded and immediately went to the place where the Lingyao tribe was stationed.
Seven days later, all places received orders to retreat again.
At the same time, the enemy was slowly surrounding them.
Nanhua and Xianyuan frowned when they heard the news.
"Wushuang is truly decisive. He was able to make such a correct judgment so quickly."
Xian Yuan said coldly: "So what if that's the case?"
"We already have 50,000 Great Emperors. If Wushuang hadn't ordered us to avoid death as much as possible, we would have even more."
Nanhua couldn't help but sigh: "This is where he's really great."
"If it were anyone else, would they have such a prophetic intuition?"
"Even if there is, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as bold as his."
Although Xianyuan's face was gloomy, he had to admit that Wushuang was always one step faster than them.
Every time they were about to launch a massacre, the Peerless Immortal Emperor would always make everyone evacuate in advance.
Even if they went in pursuit, they could only pick up scraps.
"Let's put this aside for now. We should follow the Lord's instructions and head to the sea."
Xian Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, "I can finally eat my Demon Soul Banner."
After a brief explanation, the two of them immediately headed to the sea.
And the sea area will be shrouded in terror for a long time to come.
No sea creature with any cultivation ability can escape Xianyuan's Demon Soul Banner.
The two of them fought their way from the outer sea to the inner sea, and the huge amount of energy and blood they gained had already completely repaired his Demon Soul Banner.
And as time goes by, it is progressing towards the level of semi-divine soldiers.
In the blink of an eye, five years passed, and Xianyuan and Nanhua finally reached the outside of the Holy Mountain in the Inner Sea.
All the surviving demon emperors in the inner sea of the Holy Mountain deeply regretted staying. If they had followed Blue Demon Princess and the others, they would not have encountered such a disaster today.
Fortunately, there was a barrier of the Holy Mountain, and the two men could not get in at all.
"Ants, why don't you come out and contribute your energy and blood?"
"Do you think I have to come and get it myself?"
There were loud curses in the Holy Mountain. They hated Xianyuan and Nanhua's inhumane behavior to the core.
In front of the five stone tablets on the holy mountain, Wan Yin stood alone in front of the stone tablets, feeling indescribably lonely.
Just because of his slight greed at that time, he and the entire sea clan fell into an irretrievable situation.
He wanted to become stronger, to become even more powerful, but this sea was his home.
Now the two people outside want him to destroy his own family personally.
He didn't know how to choose, let alone what he was doing now.
The immortal energy in his mind was constantly urging him, and Nanhua was constantly guiding him.
All this was because of Shenmu's magic formula, which turned him, who originally claimed to be noble, into a slave of the two.
"Wan Yin, my patience is limited. Don't refuse my toast and force me to take action myself!"
Hearing Xian Yuan's urging turn into a threat, Wan Yin sighed helplessly, closed his eyes and took a long breath.
Suddenly opened!
Between life and death, Wan Yin chose life.
For this, he would even betray the entire sea clan.
Wan Yin smashed all the stone tablets with one palm, and the barrier on the holy mountain instantly fluctuated and then slowly dissipated.
The Demon Emperor, who had been cursing harshly just now, suddenly stopped talking. His open mouth seemed to be blocked by a huge rock and he couldn't make any sound.
The man with a terrified expression slowly turned his head and looked towards the holy mountain, with disbelief in his eyes.
"How could he...?"
“How could this happen!!!”
"Wan Yin! You sinner! You are a sinner to the sea people!"
"You will be cursed by the sea people forever!"
"You traitor!"
Countless demon emperors cursed madly at the holy mountain, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty madness.
Xianyuan and Nanhua watched this scene with smiles on their faces. They really enjoyed watching this kind of drama.
"Okay, the show is almost over, it's time to harvest."
With a wave of Xianyuan's hand, a thousand emperors immediately rushed forward to kill.
The immortal essence was constantly being harvested, and every time a demon emperor was killed, his Demon Soul Banner would become stronger.
Nanhua was also hunting the Demon Emperor, but his methods were much gentler, and his speed was not slow at all.
The emperor's soul was completely absorbed by Xianyuan alone, and there was nothing that could be done about it because he had the Demon Soul Banner.
Xianyuan and Nanhua killed for nearly half a month before they finally killed all the demon emperors.
Now, in this vast sea, there is only one demon cultivator, Wan Yin.
Xianyuan and the other man came in front of Wanyin, and the suppression of the evil god's skills made him kneel down and crawl on the ground uncontrollably.
Xianyuan looked down at Wanyin with a cold expression on his face.
"Your hesitation just now makes me very dissatisfied."
Xianyuan shook the Demon Soul Banner in his hand and didn't listen to what Wanyin said at all, because it didn't matter anymore.
"Since you are so reluctant to leave your fellow sea people, then go to the Demon Soul Banner and accompany them."
Wan Yin's pupils shrank, and his expression was extremely panicked and unwilling.
"No, don't kill me!"
"I have already done what you asked, why do you still want to kill me!"
Xianyuan came to Wanyin and patted him on the head gently.
"Because you hesitated."
Then, without giving Wan Yin a chance to speak, he instantly inserted the Demon Soul Banner into Wan Yin's head.
In an instant, a huge suction force was madly devouring Wan Yin's cultivation, flesh and blood, and soul.
The pain of having everything swallowed up made Wan Yin's face twisted, and he let out a ghost-like roar.
The Demonic Soul Banner took a full month to devour Wan Yin and turned him into a dried corpse.
The sea breeze blew it into powder all over the sky.
At this moment, a black light flashed across the surface of the Demon Soul Banner.
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