Chapter 2404 Kidnapping

"Infinite Prophet ()"

After all, it was just the outer edge of the Forbidden Land of Taichu, and what was left behind were also powerful dragon-turners from Holy Land-level forces.

Although the combat power of the same level is not that good compared to those of the Holy Sons and Prodigies, it is still a level stronger than the strong men of other medium and large sects, and it also has high-level treasures in its hands.

Not long after Xu Yue and others retreated forward, a roaring battle broke out from behind. It can be considered that they were evenly matched.

The Prince of Daxia and the Saint of Yaochi couldn't help but look at Xu Yue strangely.

Judging from the fluctuations in the battle later, if this person takes action, the battle should be over quickly...

"What are you looking at? Do you want to help? In a place like Taichu Ancient Mine, I'm crazy and wasting my energy."

When Xu Yue saw their eyes, he couldn't help but stare back immediately.

Even though the Holy Maiden of Yaochi and the Prince of Daxia were both top geniuses with the power of imperial soldiers, they both lowered their heads after being glared at by Xu Yue.

A powerful man who can transform into a dragon and hold a powerful magic weapon in his hands, this Taoist monk is really a bit strong.

In this forbidden area of ​​life where the sky and the sky are not to respond and the earth and the earth are not working, it is best not to anger him.

And what he said is right, in the forbidden land of life, no effort is redundant. If it were them, if they could save effort, they would die of fellow Taoists rather than poor Taoists.

Well, of course, as for the previous incident where Holy Son Qingxia used all his strength to beat the Holy Son and Dragon Transformation expert into dead dogs, they automatically ignored it.

Judging from the previous situation where the Holy Son of Wanchu Holy Land had his legs broken just for saying something...

He is very small-minded.

In addition, the dead dog-like Holy Son Dao Yi and the powerful dragon-turned-dragon are still in the entourage of the Prince of Daxia, and they immediately understand what can and cannot be said.

The stronger the strength, the more right to speak, and there will be almost no cover-up. This is the characteristic of Zhetian!

If I am stronger than you, I can become a sect ancestor in front of you!

Not long after the subsequent battle, there was silence, and it seemed that the winner had been decided.

Then, a bloody light chased towards everyone.

Finally, the pale-faced middle-aged monk Wanchu was revealed, holding their holy son Wanchu whose legs had been broken.

Although everyone used the best cruising speed to evacuate in order to maintain their continuation and physical strength, the fact that they could catch up so quickly was enough to tell that he must have used some secret method of self-mutilation.

Coupled with the fluctuations in the previous battle and the current sick look, it may have been damaged to the core.

"I can't do it anymore. I hope you will take my holy son back for the sake of my Wanchu Holy Land. I will thank you greatly. Please."

A hoarse voice came out of his mouth along with a wisp of blood. It was obvious that he had paid a high price for ending the battle quickly.

They have already used this kind of tone of entrustment.

After looking at Xu Yue and not paying attention, the Yaochi Saint also nodded.

"We try our best."

Then, a maid beside her stepped forward to pick up the Holy Son Wanchu.

Although his leg was broken at this time, Wanchu Holy Son, who was still very conscious, had been silent and had no intention of speaking again.

Before, I was just trying to provoke him because I was smart, but I ended up like this.

Before leaving this forbidden place in life, disaster will really come from your mouth!

At this time, the only remaining dragon-turned-powerhouse in the team was the Prince of Daxia, as well as the two four-pole geniuses, the Saint of Yaochi and the Prince of Daxia.

Although this can be regarded as a very powerful and tyrannical force outside, if it is left in the restricted area of ​​​​life, it will not even make a splash!

Any ancient creature that woke up before could be forced to die together with a transformed dragon.

God knows how much is buried underground here.

I don’t know how much the previous battle and everyone’s anger will attract...

But soon, they discovered that it was no longer as simple as ancient creatures that could threaten themselves and others here!

There are even more difficult threats than the ancient creatures on the outside!

"Ha ha,

I finally found you, let’s see where you run away! "

Accompanied by a burst of sound in the sand and dust, the visibility was originally extremely low, carrying a strange and ominous aura, and the sand and dust seemed to be able to swallow the essence of living beings, but it was swept away by a brutal force that came.

Churchill, who was slightly panting, was standing in the air holding a halberd, with a sinister smile on his face.

On the holy weapon in his hand, the blood of almighty power was still dripping.

Even if just a drop of blood fell to the ground, it would make a sizzling sound.

Obviously, the powerful old woman in Yaochi and the protector of the Daxia prince are both in danger.

Churchill's combat power is indeed far beyond that of ordinary elite giants. Coupled with the holy weapons he brought out, even if the two powerful men have some corresponding trump cards, they will not be able to shake him at all. At most, they can only delay time.

"The old demon of reincarnation!"

Seeing Churchill's appearance, the holy soldiers were still dripping with blood, and a scowl appeared on the face of the Yaochi Saint, which was covered with gauze.

After touching his face that had lost its mask due to the fight, Churchill tore off the cuffs and continued to cover his face.

"I don't know what you are talking about, my King Qingjiao."

But just after he finished speaking, Holy Son Wanchu, who was still conscious after breaking his leg, and Holy Son Daoyi, who woke up in Youyou, and had no idea how many bones in his body were broken, almost spoke one after another.

"Senior, save me!"

"I am the Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land, and I hope that my seniors will lend a helping hand because of our friendship."

Seeing these two dead dog-like saints, Churchill also had a flash of disgust in his eyes.

What a waste!

However, considering that these holy land-level forces are also important allies of the Samsara Palace, he cannot ignore them.

After saving your Holy Son, won’t the covenant become stronger?

Back then, the teams led by three elite giants confidently led an army formation to intercept the divine body and snatch the emperor's soldiers, but in the end they were completely wiped out. This still made them very afraid.

The background of those holy places is too mysterious, and it is impossible to know what level the trump cards are, so it is imperative to win over the indigenous allies.

It is difficult to win over the top few Holy Land families, but it is enough for us to win over the other top ten families!

After all, we reincarnators also have very strong trump cards!

Even if the allies are slightly worse, it is still a holy land. The difference will not be too big. We can definitely make up for the difference!

"Oh, it turns out it's you. Your holy land also had a deal with me, King Qingjiao. It's just a matter of saving him. Don't worry."

Churchill said calmly, making the two saints breathe a sigh of relief.

They didn't risk their lives to reveal each other's identity, they just pretended to be stupid and didn't know what to do.

The Holy Land-level force of the Reincarnation Hall has indeed been quite strong recently and is an excellent ally and fighter. Their Holy Land is actually very satisfied with this alliance.

Everyone likes it, so it would be great to be able to use the background of an ally to help.

Next, Churchill continued to focus on the Holy Maiden of Yaochi and the Prince of Daxia

"As a saint of the Yaochi Holy Land and a prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, you should be worth the price of a holy weapon. Before the ransom comes, please stay with me, King Qingjiao, for a while. I will not embarrass you. Yours."

Wouldn't it be nice to first learn about the Holy Land and the Divine Dynasty from them, and then sell it at a good price?

"Holy soldiers? In fact, even in the dynasty and the holy land, there are not many holy soldiers. They can become heritage and be used repeatedly. The prince can have many in each generation, but before a new saint appears, the holy soldiers will lose one. That’s one less piece.”

"I don't know if the weapons of the Dacheng King are feasible. I think I should still be worth the price."

The Prince of Daxia is obviously much more rational than the angry Yaochi Saint. Even though the protector with whom he has a deep relationship may have been killed by the other party, he can still bargain calmly.

Since the other party wants to use it to replace the treasure, he will not harm himself easily.

On this point, the Prince of Daxia is still very accurate...

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