The Blood Demon Inspector is not weak, he just encountered a monster.

Swordsmen are just too special.

With the sound of the sword, the Blood Demon Inspector turned into blood and dispersed in the sword energy. Only the storage rings, spiritual treasures, treasures, etc. fell down and were collected by the swordsman with a wave of his hand.

"Teleport to the dreamling planet!"

"Yes, sir!"

The two Universe Company staff did not dare to be careless and quickly went to make arrangements. The Immortal who killed the Half-Saint was more terrifying than the high-level Half-Saint. Once he grew up in the future, it would be very terrifying.

At the same time, a lamp in the Blood Demon Tribe’s Heart Lamp Mountain went out.

"The heart light of No. 1922 went out, find out the reason quickly!"

"yes!"

soon.

"Sir, No. 1922 has died. The specific method of death is unknown. However, in the galaxy he was guarding, there was a fight on a planet, and our vassal tribe, the Blood Eyes, was killed."

"No image sent back?"

"Sir, there is no image sent back. It seems that he died so quickly that No. 1922 had no time to send back the news."

"Send two elite patrols to check!"

"yes!"

Soon, a spaceship of the Blood Demon Clan broke through the air and entered the space jump point, and quickly disappeared.

The dreamland planet.

At this time, the Dreamling planet has begun to reorganize. It is too tragic. A good planet is now in great damage. What makes them reluctant to give up is the secret hidden inside the Dreamling planet.

This is the birthplace of the Dreamling Clan.

Only the top brass know.

"Swordsman, you guy, why did you kill him like this? The three of us brothers are just waiting to find a half-saint to try our skills!"

The cow's eyes widened, and the horns on its forehead shone with a cold light.

"You three can try your hand at a saint, a half-saint is not worth mentioning!"

The swordsman came here and told them that the blood demon supervisory messenger could no longer come.

"That makes sense!"

"It makes sense to seek death from a true saint!"

"Yes, it doesn't make sense!"

The three bull heads quickly reached common sense and stared at the swordsman.

"Okay, stop making trouble, let's think about how to deal with the follow-up matters. Little Lan just told the secret of their dream spirit clan, which is related to the demise of their clan. We now have two choices, one

One is to protect this planet, and the other is to leave this planet. In this case, the secret may be discovered, and the future of the Dreamling Tribe will be gone. How do you choose?

If we stay here, we will face the Blood Demon Clan."

The mountains are like giants, and their voices are buzzing.

"Shou, the master has never been afraid of anyone. Even the gods dare to attack. If we don't even have the courage, how can we follow the master and not leave!"

One-eyed and big-mouthed, he didn't want to leave.

"Yes, even masters and gods dare to do so. The strongest of the Blood Demon Clan is just the Lord of Laws, and has disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if we are invincible to the invincible saints, we can still escape, and they will fight for a little

Will the little blood demon supervisor dispatch the invincible saint?

Even they don't have many invincible saints, but there are thousands of semi-holy or even immortal supervisory messengers like Blood Demon Monitoring Messengers."

"Don't leave!"

"I'm not going to leave either!"

None of the slaves are willing to leave. Xiaolan wants to protect their home, so they have to help. After practicing for so long and gaining strength, how can they still be the same as before?

"Don't be anxious, everyone. Listen to me. I agree with what I said. Xiaolan and the others are our companions. As you said, we are not afraid of saints. After practicing for so long, it's time to test our strength.

, the swordsman doesn’t know that he can become a saint in half a second when he doesn’t take action, what about us?

If we don’t have any knowledge of our own strength, how can we fight in the future? Besides, we still have our own slaves, and our slaves are not weak either!"

Shanyue waved his hand and released three slaves. Their slaves, including plant life, were all captured by Jiang Xiaoye when he was on the battlefield of heaven and man, and they were all advantaged.

With a lot of resources to train them, each one is a talented person and grows faster than them all.

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

"Hehe, everyone, the lives attached to our plants are close to the strength of semi-saints, and the training resources they receive are no less than us. With such lives, if we don't train them with two saints, we are really sorry for the generosity of the master!

"

"Master Juaxe and Master Jumeng are coming soon, and we have also asked other companions for help. They will come one after another. When they all come, are we afraid of the saint?

Moreover, Master Guanxian and Master Lan Feng will also pass by here. If they come, hum, saint?

Even if the invincible saint is here, they can resist it. Moreover, as disciples of the gods, the Blood Demon Clan will not dare to move even if the Lord of Law comes. We are the servants of the direct disciples of the gods. The Blood Demon Clan is really

Do you dare to touch us?"

"Yes, what are we afraid of?"

For a time, the servants were no longer afraid. Time, what are they afraid of? There are so many immortals, golden giants and giant axes are not far away from the semi-saints. They still have many means.

Fight! For a time, they reached a consensus.

In the vast starry sky, figures are flying rapidly.

"Brother Lion, you are getting faster and faster."

Guan Xian followed closely behind. Over the years, he has become stronger and stronger, but compared to Lan Feng and Golden Lion, he is a bit different.

Lan Feng has become a semi-saint, and the golden lion has also become a semi-saint. Only he is immortal.

"My speed is nothing. I don't know what happened to Brother Lightning. Brother Lightning is afraid that he might become a saint and return to his ancestral land to pass on his bloodline. We will increasingly be unable to catch up with his cultivation speed."

The Golden Lion sighed in his heart when he learned that Lang Mucheng was dead. When his tribe was still excited about the hope that the Golden Lion would become Lang Mucheng's mount, his mentality gradually changed.

Jiang Xiaoye did not respect heaven or gods, and his state of mind also changed accordingly.

After learning that Lang Mu Anji was dead, he actually relaxed. He was born with pride and still didn't want to be a mount. Even if it was a god, he wouldn't want to do it now.

His friends dare to kill God, but he is still thinking about how to become God's mount?

Although Lan Feng was a semi-saint, he killed a true saint on the road very quickly without giving them a chance to take action. This also made the official immortals despair, and the Golden Lion practiced harder and harder.

Jiang Xiaoye's servants asked for help. They were not far away, and they had just finished practicing, so they simply set off together.

"Brother Lan Feng, is there any news about Brother Lightning?"

Guan Xian looked at Lan Feng.

Lan Feng shook his head and said: "Master said that if my senior brother wants to come out, it will probably take at least hundreds of thousands of years. As for the reason, he didn't say. Let's practice hard. Don't wait until senior brother comes out and becomes a god.

, If senior brother becomes a god and we are still saints, then it is really..." He did not expect that the gap between him and Jiang Xiaoye would become wider and wider.

"Saint?

I am a saint and I am satisfied."
Chapter completed!