Villain: The wife of the heroine, the Emperor of Heaven?I will marry you

Although Su Xunge is young, his lifespan is not even a fraction of Yelan's.

But the potential he showed was terrifyingly strong.

Whether it is aptitude, comprehension, combat power, or scheming, they are far superior to those of the same age, and even surpassed most of the seniors in the world.

Plus his luck that Ye Lan couldn't understand.

Yelan knew in her heart that it would not take too long for Su Xunge's achievements to catch up with her.

It is not a bad thing to establish a certain alliance with it.

Seeing the change in Yelan's attitude.

Su Xunge laughed with satisfaction, admiring Yelan's determination.

This is a win-win result for both of them.

If he can recruit a thug, Ye Lan can also avoid the disaster and danger of rebuilding.

The oath of the two people's avenues was also arranged in full swing.

Su Xunge's conditions were not excessive, and could even be said to be tolerant.

On the premise that he can find the prescription of the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, Ye Lan will do his best to assist him in finding the magic medicine of immortality and other precious materials.

until the refining is completed.

The first phase of the employment relationship between the two ends.

After Ye Lan took the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, ascended to the sky in one step, and regained her former cultivation, the employment relationship turned into an alliance relationship.

The term is 2000, and we will help each other.

Ye Lan is very satisfied with this, which has greatly exceeded her expectations.

As for Su Xunge, he was also happy to see it happen. For him, 2000 years was really too long.

Even becoming a fairy might not be possible.

It can squeeze out the remaining use value of Yelan to the greatest extent.

And with the establishment of the contract between the two, the Yiyue Chariot was also under the control of Longzhi, and slowly moved out of this devil's blood mist.

Beyond the mist.

Nearly ten thousand monks stopped and assembled.

Perhaps it was because the battle of the emperor soldiers was too loud, scaring off the hunters hiding under the blood mist.

In the devil's blood mist, the army of monks did not suffer any damage.

only.

As more and more monks emerged from the blood mist, everyone gradually discovered some unusual things.

"Dahuang, Yuling, Shanhai, Fengshen, Wuding, Taiyi, and Wuliang, there are a total of seven holy land-level saints, and they haven't appeared yet!"

Someone searched for a long time among the densely packed crowd, but they never found any trace of these senior experts.

Although there are not many of them, their strength and weight are definitely not light.

Not only has the saint level, the hard power to sweep Zhongzhou, but also possesses Godless soldiers, capable of hitting the emperor's attack.

Right now, even their meager disciples have all passed through the devil's blood mist, so there is no reason why a group of saints who are carrying the emperor's soldiers will have any accidents.

"Could it be that the holy land that fought that powerful dragon descendant is one of them?"

"It hasn't appeared at this time, doesn't it mean that the dragon descendants in the devil's blood mist won the imperial battle!" Someone gasped and shouted in horror.

This speculation is terrible, but it is also very true.

Since it is a battle, there must be a time when the winner is determined.

The previous imperial battle ended in the blood mist, and everyone couldn't see it clearly, and they didn't know who would win and who would lose, but they could only see from the ripples of power that escaped.

The breath of one side completely disappeared.

On the other hand, it is magnificent and grand.

Originally, many people thought that the emperor soldiers from a certain holy land should have won the victory, beheading the sinister demons for them, and bought them a chance, so they passed the blood fog smoothly without causing any losses.

And this moment.

The absence of strength at the level of the seven holy lands all shows that the winner of that amazing battle should be the mysterious dragon descendant.

The holy land that fought against demons was either defeated or lost.

"But this can't be explained. The forces of the seven holy lands disappeared together."

"The seven land soldiers, even if they encounter the resurrection of the emperor, they may not be powerless to resist. They will never be wiped out in just half a day. This is too exaggerated."

Some people couldn't believe this reality, and they seized the seven holy places to hide together and began to question.

But few responded.

"Maybe, they saw the true face of the mysterious enemy and were scared away." Someone whispered silently, bringing a haze.

This possibility is definitely not small. Everyone's scalp is numb, and it feels like there are countless ants crawling on their backs.

The inexplicable disappearance of the Seven Saints has cast a terrifying shadow over the originally mighty and confident treasure hunt.

As a distinguished guest of the Great Desolation Dynasty, Meng Luo had followed her powerful guardian to the other side of the devil's blood mist.

Her complexion was not pretty, it could even be said to be full of gloom.

"Without the seven emperor soldiers to open the way, I'm afraid the back road will be even more difficult, and it may be that the cards will be exposed."

"But I am bound to win this trip. It is my grandfather's high expectations for me, and I must not live up to it."

Meng Luo whispered in her heart, and turned her gaze to the front.

Yuan Tianshi Gufeng also hid in the crowd, scratching his head in confusion.

Although, he and Su Xunge reached a covenant to harm the powerhouses of the Holy Land Dynasty and consume their strength.

But there is indeed no fatal danger in the devil's blood mist.

"Could it be that my cheap master's record is wrong?"

"Or is there another change in Juelong Ridge in the millennium?"

Gu Feng was extremely puzzled. After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't understand why the Seven Sages, who held the emperor's armament, would fall into the ordinary devil's blood mist.

"Could it have something to do with Brother Su?" Gu Feng was behind the crowd, and found the luxurious and shining Moon Chariot hanging high in the sky.

Su Xunge was too mysterious and left a deep impression on him.

Moreover, the only one who can harbor hostility towards the saints of many holy land dynasties here is the noble son Tianjiao of the Great Xia Dynasty.

If the influence factors of external forces are excluded, the person who is most likely to cause such a tragedy is definitely Su Xunge who is most suspected.

"But this is a bit too exaggerated. Those are seven emperor soldiers, not seven urchins. How could they fail so easily."

"I should have thought of it."

Gu Feng muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

But they didn't notice that on the Yiyue chariot, Su Xunge was holding the wisdom pearl, looking down at the eyes of all living beings.

"The fourteen Holy Land forces, after my intimidation in the devil's blood mist, have lost half of them, and now there are only three or four emperor soldiers that can be easily mobilized."

"And there are still many passes on the way. When I reach the real treasure burial place, I am afraid that no one can be my opponent."

Su Xunge shook his fingers lightly, feeling satisfied with his victory.

In Juelong Ridge, the fewer people who can compete with him, the more likely he is to catch all the treasures inherited from the Blood Dragon Demon Court.

This is a rare opportunity.

Among them, there may be a magic medicine of immortality, or even a supreme treasure like the Emperor Armament, which is definitely worth his calculation.

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