Eight Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Bridgehead Has No Shortage of Immortals

"Return to the Lord."

"The reason why the slaves want to go back is to establish a stronghold in the central and northern parts of the continent for the Lord."

"The Lord has given me a return to the Wuque Immortal Clan when I return to deal with personal affairs."

"Wu Que Immortal Clan was harassed by previous enemies because they didn't have the power to guard them. Now the situation is very bad."

"And Li Feilou is also missing. He has never returned to the Wuque Immortal Clan to drive out the enemy family. The people in the clan have already complained quite a bit."

"The slaves have received the great grace of the Lord and become the quasi-emperor. Once they go back, they will be able to lead the immortal clan without shortage, and add another help to the Lord."

"The south is barren after all. With the power of the Lord, it will definitely be able to deter the Quartet. Sooner or later, if you go to the central and northern parts, the immortals without lack can be regarded as a good bridgehead."

"Furthermore, the slaves speculate that the Yaojin Imperial Clan and the Tianyin Imperial Clan may be dissatisfied with the Lord, and the Wuque Immortal Clan is also in the north-central region. Although they cannot resist the Imperial Clan, they can still be the Lord's ears and eyes and inquire about some information."

After Yuehong Zhundi said something, the emptiness Zhundi said suddenly came to a realization, and Li Xianyang's expression also became good-looking.

"Ok."

"You are indeed right."

"Wu Que Immortal Race is indeed a good bridgehead."

"In that case, you can go back to the Wuque Immortal Clan."

Su Lang nodded, "You don't need to guard the East China Sea for the emptiness. If you go with Yuehong, one of my clones will also go with you."

The proposal of Zhundi Yuehong is very good.

Of course, Su Lang was not satisfied with living in a corner of the south.

In the northern part of the continent, and even the entire Canglan Continent, Su Lang is bound to win.

Although it is still too early to mention these, but setting up a bridgehead in advance can be considered a precaution.

"Thank you Lord for perfection!"

Emperor Yuehong kowtowed to thank him.

In fact, she is also selfish, that is, those clansmen of the immortal clan, she can't just watch them decline and disappear.

Of course, she has clearly expressed this point, and Su Lang also knows it and doesn't mind.

"There is no shortage of immortal clan here. Although you two are quasi emperors, I am afraid that it is difficult for you to be independent."

Su Lang continued, "I will arrange for some more Martial Immortals to go with you to strengthen your strength."

The Wuque Immortal Race now located in the northern part of the mainland is an empty nest.

Except for Li Feilou, all the Great Sages, Zhunxian, and Martial Immortals were already under Su Lang's command.

Zhundi Yuehong and Zhunkong Kong passed alone, they were bare commanders, and they couldn't use their abilities well.

In addition, those Martial Immortals staying in the sea of ​​the sky are of little use, it is better to send some to support the moon rainbow and the void in the past.

Presumably, those Martial Immortals from the Immortal Clan were more willing to go back.

For Su Lang's arrangement, Zhun-Emperor Yuehong was very grateful, and Zhun-Emperor Kong also felt that the Lord was really sympathetic to his subordinates.

Unlike Xiao Lutian, even with his more trusted subordinates, he is cold and aloof.

"Go."

Su Lang dispatched a clone, and asked the clone to take Yuehong and Emperor Kong to select personnel.

Li Xianyang also saluted and planned to retire.

But Su Lang stopped him.

"Lord!"

Li Xianyang bowed down in fear.

"A big force needs a steady stream of fresh blood to replenish."

"These fresh blood, in addition to being recruited from the outside, are generated from within."

"Now our foundation is relatively large. There are thirteen saints, one immortal, and there are countless warriors."

"But most of these warriors are blocked before the realm of the Martial God, and it is difficult to go further. I plan to change this status quo."

Su Lang looked at Li Xianyang and said with a smile, "The introduction of Martial God to condense space involves space rules.

But where the Martial Gods got in touch with the power of the rules, they all followed the steps, followed the gourd and painted the scoop, and condensed the lead of space, but they knew the essence of the lead of space, but they didn't know why.

But after comprehending the rules of space, you can trace the origin, know the essence of the space guide, and a faster way to comprehend it.

I keep you here because I want to give you a task, and you have to do your best to find a way that makes it easier to become a god. "

After speaking, Su Lang looked at Li Xianyang lightly.

"The servant must complete this task!"

Li Xianyang solemnly kowtowed to Su Lang.

"I believe you."

Su Lang smiled and nodded, and let him go down to run errands.