Chapter 1387

After receiving the response from the protoss, the "Lord of the Lingge" soon left.

In the secret land of the protoss, a new meeting began.

"What do you think of attacking the 'Zhongzhou imperial dynasty'?" Someone spoke immediately.

"In fact, the 'Lord of the Lingge' is not unreasonable. As long as we break through the 'central China', it will inevitably cause great repercussions. At that time, the Terrans will be lost. Of course, this matter is largely his personal selfishness."

"If he gets the eternal Tao body left by the 'King of heaven and man', will he not be controlled by us?"

"Do you think he's under our control now? The stronger he is, the better. As long as we break through the 'central China', when the army outside the protoss comes, will he have a place for him? I think he has any capital arrogance at that time."

"Yes, now help him get the eternal Taoist body left by the 'King of heaven and man', and let him be our assistant to break through the 'central China'."

"What should we do about 'Qinglong holy land'?"

"He's right about one thing. The 'Qinglong holy land' is just beautiful on the surface, but the inside information is too shallow to mention at all. However, since so much luck has been gathered there, we can't help fighting. We can divide 10% of the elite to attack the 'Qinglong holy land' and mainly attack the 'Zhongzhou imperial dynasty'."

"Well, that's it."

"Qinglong hall.".

Xuanyuan sat in the chair reviewing the memorials and watching the development of the whole "Qinglong Holy Land". He was extremely satisfied. Now the "Qinglong Holy Land" is booming. He needs a peaceful and stable environment to properly conserve energy, hide his power and bide his time, and accumulate wealth. But the protoss will start a war. The good times will not last long. The protoss will never let go of the "Qinglong Holy Land".

Xuanyuan sighed in his heart. The "emperor's pen" in his hand exudes a bright light. This is the integration of Xuanyuan's literary spirit into the "emperor's pen". Each stroke and stroke is caused by Xuanyuan's idea and resonates with the "emperor's pen". Every word written by Xuanyuan is full of courage, wisdom and benevolence.

At this time, a voice came from Xuanyuan's heart: "master, the protoss has promised to attack the 'Zhongzhou imperial dynasty', and is ready to start sending strong people into my 'Lingge'."

This is the voice of Fu Jingxuan, the master and apprentice. Now communication only needs to rely on a Kunpeng feather.

"OK, I see. You should concentrate on Cultivation and don't allow any loss." Xuanyuan didn't say much and continued to review the memorials.

For five days and five nights, Xuanyuan's hand had never heard of it at all. He would pass the memorial to him at regular intervals every day.

Xuanyuan finally knew how hard Fang Yuyou had been for several years, and felt very guilty.

"Now the 'Qinglong holy land' has begun to grow slowly. It's not like the small stalls in the 'Qinglong mountain' in the past. Everything has to be conveyed upward. It's too inefficient to do things like this. It seems that we need to select a group of excellent people and disperse their power to them. It's good to make decisions on small things such as building water conservancy and buying xianpin grain seeds." Xuanyuan knew at this moment that he had paid too little for the "Qinglong Holy Land" over the years.

In these five days, Fang Yuyou was so busy that she hurried back to deal with the memorial, but she found that Xuanyuan was reviewing it and was very focused. She restrained her anxiety and said with a smile: "our Xuanyuan Lord rarely has leisure and elegance to review the memorial. It's amazing for me."

Xuanyuan started the "emperor's pen", A wry smile: "Yuyou, you've worked hard over the years. You convey it. In the cities and towns of the 'Qinglong holy land', you select several excellent people to be responsible for the review of some small things. You can make your own decisions on what you can decide. Don't worry about everything. You're allowed to do everything yourself. This is not efficient, and it's unfair to you for a long time."

Xuanyuan knew that the foundation of "Qinglong Holy Land" was still shallow and was laying a foundation, but it was only at this time that a good foundation was laid, and then it could develop better in the future.

"Well, what should we do about the protoss going to war?" Fang Yuyou's words are full of worries.

"You don't have to worry about this. I have my own way. In these troubled times, only strong strength can keep me. The waves wash away the sand, and someone will die. What we have to do is work. If we don't get washed away, what we stay will be gold. I'll do it first." Xuanyuan's words have great self-confidence.

Fang Yuyou doesn't worry about the situation. She knows that Xuanyuan never does anything uncertain.

However, when Xuanyuan walked out of the "Qinglong Palace", her heart was heavy. Fang Yuyou, as the leader of the "Qinglong Holy Land", her confidence came from herself. Her mood will affect Fang Yuyou, so he can only behave like this. Sometimes people can't help themselves and have little grasp of the divine family.

"Have you heard from the pig head emperor?" Xuanyuan asked.

"Still no, the last key is not so easy to find." The greedy old man's tone was dignified.

"No harm, I will be able to deal with it." Xuanyuan said heavily.

"Hasn't the boy Jingxuan heard that the 'Lord of Lingge' has tricked them into attacking the 'Zhongzhou imperial dynasty'?"

"If only things were so simple, I think the protoss would not let go of the 'green dragon holy land'." Xuanyuan was helpless.

Just then, a figure came down from the sky. It was no one else, but the dead fat man Peng Fei.

"Why are you back?" Xuanyuan stared, and Pengfei should be in the ancient temple of King Kong at the moment.

"Why can't I come back? The protoss is going to launch an attack. The Terran is in danger. Can I sit back and ignore it? Shangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshangshang Peng Fei walked around Xuanyuan in his monk's ancient robe for several times. His fat meat trembled, his face was red, and his green tendons rarely burst out, because he had been covered with meat before.

Xuanyuan patted his forehead and said, "don't sing. Now that you're in charge of the 'Qinglong holy land', I'm relieved. I'll give you the task of guarding the 'Qinglong holy land'."

As soon as the voice fell, Xuanyuan developed an avatar, which was equal to his own strength, and carried a "Yuan slaughter sword" in order to cooperate with Shifu.

Seeing Xuanyuan staying with his avatar, Peng Fei hurriedly said, "OK, boy, you stay with your avatar and want to run away. You have it."

"Run your sister, I have something important to do. I don't want to make trouble with you." Xuanyuan was very angry. The dead fat man wanted to disgust himself at this time, which made Xuanyuan have an impulse to do him.

"Well, just go. You, Taoist priest, I have no fixed place and no home all my life. It's hard to find the feeling of having a home in the 'Qinglong holy land', and now I will swear to protect it to the death." Peng Fei patted Xuanyuan on the shoulder. It was rare for him to be serious.

"Well, I'm Pengfei. The great emperor has great powers. No one in the world can be enemy." Xuanyuan flattered Pengfei, and then crossed the void and rushed to Xizhou overseas. If the protoss wanted to attack, they would certainly notify all departments. Therefore, Wu Zun of Wuyi must have notified them. If he didn't appear as a Protoss of the dragon family, I'm afraid it would arouse doubts.

When Xuanyuan fell 20 million miles away from the islands, the Wu Zun of Wu Yi, a portal, appeared. Xuanyuan stepped into it and directly entered the space where Wu Zun of Wu Yi was located. At this moment, he has changed into the identity of "son of dragon and candle God".

"Wu Yi Wu Zun, what is the news from the protoss?" Xuanyuan asked.

"The protoss in the 'central Shenzhou' are divided into eight parts, of which the part away from the 'Zhongzhou imperial dynasty' is divided into 90% of the troops to attack the 'Zhongzhou imperial dynasty', and 10% of the troops to attack the 'Qinglong holy land', so you should pay attention." The voice of Wu Zun of the Yi nationality was transmitted at noon.

"Sure enough, I knew that the protoss would never easily let go of the 'green dragon holy land'." Xuanyuan looked dignified and said, "elder Wu Yi, do you know where the protoss troops and horses stationed to attack the 'green dragon holy land'?"

"I don't know. If you ask in detail, it will inevitably arouse suspicion, so it's better not to ask in detail." Wu Zun of Yi was always calm in the afternoon.

"I'll be with you then. You can use whatever method you want."

"Thank Wu Yi Wu Zun, but since they only allocate 10% of their troops to attack the 'Qinglong holy land', they look down on me too much." Xuanyuan frowned.

"I don't know how many troops there are, but since we can send them to attack the 'Qinglong holy land', we must not take it lightly." Wu Zun of the Yi nationality was calm in the afternoon.

"Well, I already have a point in mind." Xuanyuan secretly sent a message to the "Lord of reincarnation" and told him his plan. The "Lord of reincarnation" immediately responded to Xuanyuan. This is a very unique communication method in the "six reincarnations".

"Your idea is good. You can have a try." Wu Zun of the Yi nationality laughed in the afternoon.

"Wu Zun of Wu Yi can still hear my voice?" Xuanyuan was surprised.

"Of course, you are in my prohibition and preach with secret methods. Do you think I am deaf?"

"... Wu Zun of Wu Yi, I'll go out first." Xuanyuan knew that for the present plan, he must control all the people gathered by Jiang Yitian in his own hands.

"OK."

A moment later, Xuanyuan came out of the Shentai, and the four gods followed him.

Jiang Yitian and a group of ancient sages quickly got up and saluted: "welcome the son of God!"

"Don't be polite. You must all know that now our Protoss is going to fight against the 'central China'. Naturally, we should take advantage of this time to strive for our own credit, so that we can rise step by step and live longer in the future." Xuanyuan bit every word very hard.

"Remember the teachings of the son of God." All the people said in unison.

"OK, follow me to the 'Qinglong holy land'." At Xuanyuan's command, Jiang Yitian opened the way in front of him, feeling very excited.

"Son of God, are we going to attack the 'green dragon holy land' this time?"

You know, killing Xuanyuan is Jiang Yi's greatest wish in heaven. It happens that the son of God wants to fight the "green dragon Holy Land", which is exactly what he wants.

I'm tired today. I'm ready for tomorrow's war.