Chapter 1760 It's a Hit

?Her expression changed suddenly, and she didn't even notice that someone appeared in her ears!

And that voice...

"It's you! Come out!" the saint shouted in a low voice.

She remained motionless on the spot, but her eyes scanned anxiously, looking for Su Yu's location.

However, he couldn't sense Su Yu's breath, as if he wasn't there.

"What if I don't come out?" Su Yu teased.

The more surprised the saint was, the voice came from her right shoulder, but she couldn't feel his presence at all.

"Who the hell are you?" The saint felt inconceivable that the emperor's killing sword failed to end this person's life.

Even if the Lord of Worshiping the Moon comes in person, it is impossible for him to be safe and sound!

"Hehe..." Su Yu chuckled lightly and stopped teasing her.

A speck of dust drifted away from the saint's shoulder, and under her incredulous gaze, the dust folded again and again into a complete man in black robe.

The saint immediately retreated a thousand feet away vigilantly, her expression extremely vigilant.

Su Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her leisurely: "Oh? You are still afraid of me even though you have the body of immortality? I guess, there is a limit to the number of times you can become immortal, right?"

Just like resurrection, there is an innate limitation that it can only be used one day apart.

Otherwise, if there is infinite resurrection, who else in the world can subdue her?

"Then you don't need to worry about it? Why, you don't plan to kill me?" The saint became more vigilant.

Su Yu said lightly: "As I said, I am cooperating with you."

cooperate? The saint thought about it.

After a while, he said solemnly: "It is indeed impossible to subdue the Emperor's Killing Sword by myself, but can it be done together with you?"

Su Yu shook his head lightly, stared at the depth of the blood light, and stared at Lu Sisi's solemnity: "That's not true, with my strength, unless I pay a huge price, it will be difficult to shake the emperor's killing sword!"

"Then what's the point of the cooperation you mentioned? It's just empty talk!" The saint felt a little disappointed.

Su Yu smiled mysteriously: "You and I are not enough, how about adding the White Emperor? The two White Emperor puppets in their hands are rare combat power."

them? The saint found it ridiculous.

"Your Excellency's ideas are wild and unconstrained, please forgive me!" The saint shook her head amusedly: "I believe you have seen what the Bairi people did. They don't regard us captives as living beings at all, but as puppets. Why do you and I say that? How about motivating them to help us capture the Emperor's Killing Sword?"

"What's more..." The saint has no interest in cooperating at all: "The Daytime tribe is terrified of the blood tribe. They really have the determination to fight the blood tribe, and they will not fall into the sad fate of shrinking into an island. Borrowing their power is simply fantastic."

The corner of Su Yu's mouth curled up with a trace of self-confidence, and he said leisurely: "There are no absolutes in everything in the world. They huddled on an island because they were still holding a fluke, and they were lucky to be able to maintain the continuation of the race through forbearance. If that Did Si get snuffed out by chance?"

The thought-provoking statement made the saint meditate.

Why didn't the Bairi people take the time to wipe out the blood race, the life and death enemy that threatened their race, and come to a decisive battle?

Firstly, the viciousness and cruelty of the blood race make them daunting.

The second is that they have not been forced into a real desperate situation.

Over the years, the Bairi people have been like frogs boiled in warm water, and their population has been reduced bit by bit until they are now where they are today.

If they had the courage to fight the blood clan at the very beginning, even if there were only a small number of people of the daytime clan, they would have to multiply and grow again in an infinitely long time.

It is precisely because they have not been forced to the point where they have to break the boat that they have gradually weakened. Now that they are shrunk to an island, they no longer have the courage to fight.

Now, in Wuchen Yuezong's unexpected move, the blood race exploded unprecedentedly, and the number is more than a hundred times that of the past?

If they make a move, the Bairi Clan will have no chance of surviving.

So, if this news is told to the Bairi Clan, what will happen?

Can they still feel at ease?

I'm afraid I'll be upset!

The saint's eyes lighted up slightly, this method could indeed stimulate the day clan to attack the blood clan.

"It's a good idea, but why do you think that the Bairi people want to cooperate with us, instead of letting the two Baidi puppets subdue us again and let us continue to be slaves?" From the understanding of the Bairi people, they are by no means good people.

If they really go back, they will only be arrested again.

And the Bairi Clan, who have seen their true strength, will still control them at will like before?

It will be as difficult for them to break away from the chains of the White Sun Clan.

"Hehe, because I can make all the Bairi people leave this world, they must, must be willing to cooperate with me!"

The saint was startled immediately, and said in shock: "How do you know how to leave this world?"

"certainly!"

The saint stared at Su Yu with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Not to mention almost forgetting, the man in black robe in front of him is the only one who came to this world when the moon was not full. Could it be that he really knows the way?

She was completely moved, and said: "If you are willing to take me out, I can give you unimaginable benefits."

As a saintess of the Moon Worship Sect, she does have such qualifications,

"What I want is the Emperor's Killing Sword, can you give it to me?" Su Yu smiled.

The saint's face sank: "Except for this!"

"Hehe, so you don't have enough bargaining chips." Su Yu smiled lightly: "It's better to stay with peace of mind and help me get the Emperor's Killing Sword together. Then we will discuss how to distribute it in the future."

Whether or not the Emperor's Killing Sword can be subdued is in between, and it's too early to talk about distribution.

"Okay! Anyway, it's not the last moment, and I don't want to give up." The saint said suddenly, "Should we go back to the White Sun Clan now?"

Su Yu said lightly: "Don't worry, let them consume some of the clansmen. They will cherish the opportunity when they feel the pain."

At this point, the saint did not refute.

Go back early and help them repel the blood clan. Instead of being grateful, the day clan will subdue them and bind them into captives.

Only if they lose more fighters from the White Sun clan and feel the urgency of extermination of all races, will they be willing to cherish the opportunity to leave this world.

Su Yu and the saint had exactly the same thoughts, and they had no sympathy for the Bairi people.

When they treat their captives like nothing, don't blame the captives for ignoring their lives.

They stayed and carefully searched for nearby information, and recorded many images of this place.

After half a day.

When the whole world began to darken, the fighting that lasted all day was gradually coming to an end.

The corpses of the blood clans were all over the ground, but the corpses of the day fighters were also piled up like a mountain, lying alone in all directions.

Many captives died together, including the captive of the double-crowned king, who was also besieged and killed by three extremely powerful blood clans in this battle.

The final victory belongs to the Bairi Clan.

However, it was a miserable victory.

The goatee old man's clothes were covered in blood, and his eyes were tired and dim.

"How about the statistical casualty report?" the goatee old man asked hoarsely.

Behind her are her two daughters, Ba Yue and Ba Feng.

The third daughter, Ba Shui, died. They watched helplessly as a powerful vampire rushed into them and took Ba Shui away, and then there was only an unforgettable scream.

Ba Yue is still alive, but not much better, half of her arm is gone.

Moreover, unlike the strong spirit of the outside world, it can absorb the spirit at any time to heal injuries.

This side of the world is extremely dry, and the air is extremely rare.

It is a luxury for them to recover their arms in a single thought like the emperors of heaven and earth in the outside world.

They could only slowly heal their wounds by relying on herbal medicines with weak curative effects, not daring to waste a single bit of air.

Ba Feng was not much better, her sister lost an arm just to help her block the blow, but she was still injured in her abdomen, bleeding profusely.

Hearing this, Ba Yue was holding a copy of the latest wanted list, her eyes were extremely sad.

"Of the 60,000 fighters, only 20,000 are left, and the remaining 40,000 are all killed!" Bai Yue said in a low voice.

Among the 20,000 soldiers who survived, nearly half of them were seriously injured.

To be precise, there are only 10,000 fighters who can continue to fight, only 10,000!

They and the two white emperor puppets will be the last support of the 200,000 old and weak women and children.

The old man with the goatee trembled, is there only so much left?

With the speed of their reproduction, it is difficult to guarantee that they will be able to train another 40,000 fighters in the next ten years.

At that time, there will be a large-scale attack by the blood race.

No, maybe twenty years later!

The blood clan organized two large-scale attacks three years apart, and the casualties must have been extremely tragic.

Twenty years is enough for them to recover part of their strength.

"How many healing spirits are there in the clan library?" The old man with a goatee regained his hope and said energetically.

Ba Yue is not so optimistic: "The healing resources scavenged from the captives' storage rings over the years have been almost consumed, only enough to heal 3,000 people, and the remaining 7,000 people may only be slowed down by their physical fitness. Slow recovery."

How many people can really rely on their physique to slowly recover with the strength of the air in this place?

Many clansmen would slowly die from progressive injuries.

The old man with a goatee looked sad and sighed: "Give priority to fighters with higher strength."

The priority is determined by the level of cultivation, not by the severity of the injury.

This means that those who do not get the medicine will die faster!

"It's all the fault of those two captives! If they were here, the casualties would not be so heavy!" Ba Yue shifted the responsibility to Su Yu and the saint.

With the strength of those two people, they may be able to reduce the casualties of many clansmen.

At this moment, over the island full of depression, a calm voice suddenly sounded.

"Oh? The one who killed your fighters is clearly a vampire, I won't take the blame for this!"

But I saw a grain of dust folded out of nothing.

Who else is it not Su Yu?

Ba Yuedeng was furious and murderous: "How dare you come back! Zhengchou has nowhere to find you! Father, please bring out the Baidi puppet!"

With Su Yu's astonishing strength, only the Baidi puppet can completely subdue him.

Su Yu's expression was indifferent, he rubbed the bracelet of Buddhist beads, and said indifferently: "Really? Don't you want to save your clansmen? The resources in my hands are not many, or not many, which are probably enough for you to use for a hundred years. .”

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