The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2187 Yemoto!
Chapter 2187 Yemoto!
Chu Zhantian is the holy son of the Horned Demon Clan, and Tashan is one of the few virtuous emperors of the Horned Demon Clan.

"Are you free, sir?"

Tashan looked at the guards. These guards with the limit of the virtuous king were all guarding the door and delivering newspapers to Yemoto.

Otherwise, with Yemoto's cultivation base and strength, there is absolutely no need for someone to guard him.

"come in."

An indifferent voice came, Chu Zhantian and Tashan looked at each other, then responded respectfully, and stepped into the hall.

The hall was extremely quiet. A guard stood guard like a statue. The two walked into the center of the hall and looked up at the throne.

Yemoto is a young man who looks to be in his twenties. He has a handsome appearance, a straight nose, and deep eyes. He is dressed in a purple robe and sits on the throne.

He has an incomparably noble temperament, like a prince walking out of the royal family, those dark eyes can absorb the souls of others.

"I've met Master Yemoto!"

It was the first time that Chu Zhantian saw Yemoto in a real sense. After saluting respectfully, he cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Zhantian thank you for your generous gift of essence and blood."

"Exemption."

Yemoto waved his hand, and a majestic force lifted them up. He looked at Chu Zhantian indifferently, and nodded in satisfaction after a while.

"Very good, you didn't waste the blood of this seat, you have passed the first level of this seat."

Hearing this, Chu Zhantian couldn't help but tremble.

He knew that Yemoto had helped other holy sons of the Horned Demon Clan in the same way in the past.

However, in the end, these holy sons all ended up being obliterated.

Yemoto's ruthless methods are well known among the horned demons.

"Tashan, do you have any news about the person you sent out?"

Yemoto looked at Tashan, he was still concerned about this matter, and he was very interested in Ling Hantian.

"The subordinates came here to report this matter. Most of the clansmen sent out had their soul orbs broken, and only a small number of clansmen's soul orbs were well preserved. According to my estimation, they were all killed by that boy from the Xuanhuang Realm."

Tashan didn't dare to hide it, since Yemoto told him to arrest Ling Hantian, he has been very concerned about this matter.

So there was news of Ling Hantian from below, so he sent a large team to capture it.

"Oh? It's really interesting. It's a miracle that such a genius still appears in the Xuanhuang Realm. Be sure to catch him!"

Yemoto showed intense interest on his face, obviously he was very curious about how Ling Hantian did all this, and he admired this kind of genius very much.

"If you can't catch it, you can kill it!"

But after thinking about it, Yemoto gave another warning.

He doesn't want uncontrolled geniuses to grow up, so if they can't get them, they can only be destroyed.

"My lord, why don't I lead my troops to capture him, in order to repay my lord's kindness of cultivation."

Chu Zhantian narrowed his eyes slightly, and volunteered to stand up. He hated Ling Han in his heart, and this trip was naturally out of revenge.

In Chu Zhantian's heart, Ling Hantian must die!
"can."

Yemoto glanced at Chu Zhantian indifferently, those dark eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Chu Zhantian trembled all over, a trace of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

Three days later, the Yuxiang tribe was not far away. On the scale armored battleship, Ming Luo found the scale demon and asked, "Boss, should we fight there directly, or find out first?"

"Touch what? Just hit it, what kind of storm can a tribe of bronze-level horned demons cause?"

The scale demon glared at Ming Luo, this guy really became less and less courageous, even a Bronze-level tribe should be afraid.

"Ok!"

Ming Luo had a bad nose, so he could only withdraw from the battleship and go to command.

At this time, in the Yuxiang tribe, all the strong men of the entire tribe huddled in the forbidden area of ​​the tribe, hiding under the huge barrier.

And in all directions, the scale-armored battleships continued to launch powerful attacks, and the entire enchantment lacked waves of ripples, and it was already crumbling.

The strong men of the Yuxiang tribe hid in the barrier with pale faces, and every strong man's face was full of despair.

Under the siege of the horned demon army, they knew that the entire tribe would soon fall.

"Hold on, everyone, the saint will definitely invite help!"

In desperation, a young man clenched his fists, trying to encourage his tribe.

However, his cry was doomed to be useless, the chiefs of the tribe were all killed in battle, and now there are only old and weak soldiers left, how long can they resist?
Everyone knows that if it wasn't for the enchantment to protect them, the entire tribe would have been razed to the ground long ago.

"Early death and late death are death, you just come out and suffer death!"

Outside the barrier, the horned demon clan's strong man shouted, his face was full of excitement.

The stimulation brought by this kind of killing is the favorite of the strong demons.

"Gordon, you just wait to die, the saintess of our tribe will definitely invite powerful people to destroy your tribe!"

The blue veins on the forehead of the young man of the Nether tribe were soaring. His father died at the hands of this strong horned demon tribe and was torn apart alive.

The image of his father shedding blood was deeply engraved in his memory, and he vowed to seek revenge on Gordon in his lifetime.

"Jie Jie, brat, I tore your damn daddy to pieces and gave me my heart for lunch. He misses you so much!"

Gordon looked at the young man who hated him, and his calm and cold eyes made him feel chills.

Gordon's killing intent soared, and he didn't like this look very much.

Dudu!

At this moment, an alarm sounded, and the alarm sounded from hundreds of warships at the same time, which immediately attracted the attention of the horned demons.

"There are a large number of warships approaching!"

"Which tribe will the brothers come?"

The strong men of the Horned Demon Clan chatted one after another, and no one thought that they were reinforcements from the Yuxiang tribe.

Because it is impossible for the Nether Race to have such a battleship team.

"Master, those guys don't know that we are reinforcements, why don't I just kill them?"

On the battleship, the scale demon looked at Ling Hantian, seeking advice.

"It's not necessary for you, Ming Luo, lead your people and fight them with scaled warships."

Ling Hantian looked at Ming Luo with his hands behind his back. What he wanted was a powerful Nether race, not a burden that needed his protection.

"Boss, we don't know how to fight at all. I'm afraid we are no match for the horned demons with battleships."

Ming Luo looked worried. Although these hundreds of warships were refined and used by them, they were no match for the horned demons who had been using scale-armored warships for a long time.

"Bastard, you don't know how to master, master is trying to temper your abilities, can't you see?"

Scale Yao Po scolded Ming Luo, a little hated that iron could not be made into steel, thinking that he is so smart that he has such a stupid little brother.

"I'm going to pass the order!"

When Ming Luo was scolded by the scale demon, he suddenly realized, and left happily.

It would be best if his people could improve their survivability.

Ming Luo's order was quickly passed on, and the Nether tribe of the entire Tarot tribe responded one after another.

Ling Hantian stood on the battleship with his hands behind his back, his soul power gushing out like a tide.

(End of this chapter)