Chapter 910 Disappointment

"If he can travel through time and space with the old human king, he will never be weak. The current weakness is because the main body was suppressed and the altar was broken in advance."

The demon replied that he had his own opinions about the Holy Lord.

"He's in a difficult situation now, and it's our opportunity to take advantage of him."

"And since he is weak, we only need us to help him get his body back and help him return to his peak."

"What should we do if we raise a tiger and cause trouble?" The demon asked, maintaining his usual vigilance: "If we help him get his body back and he bites us back, wouldn't it be in vain?"

"He can't be so stupid." The demon shook his head: "Now the division of forces among the various forces in the original star has become obvious, and the leading parties have help from other stars."

"The Holy Lord came here just to plot the original star. He needs help, especially the help of people like us."

"It always feels unreliable." The demon still didn't agree. He moved his eyes and looked at the silent Yin Mo and Yang Mo: "What do you two think?"

"I don't think it matters." Yin Mo's voice was still a standard spy. "Instead of cooperating with these hypocritical "just" teachers, it is better to find a complete bad guy directly."

"Reasonable." Yang Mo nodded in agreement: "The Holy Lord is not from the original planet human race, and will not be as racist as other human race heroes. When we cooperate, we only need to consider interests, and there will be no fundamental conflict of ideas."

"If that's the case, cooperation is fine." The Yin Demon and the Yang Demon agreed, and the demon was no longer stubborn.

"I don't think it's appropriate." Mei Que spoke at this time.

"Why?" Several of the First Demons were stunned. They didn't respect Mei, but they already regarded her as the same person as themselves.

"The risk on the Holy Lord is too great." Mei replied: "He is the beginning of the chaos of the original human race. Every human hero is hostile to him, whether it is the King of the North, the King of Ye, the King of Ming, or even the King of Life. The front line kings all hate him."

"Our cooperation with him is equivalent to facing the outstanding leader of the entire original planet human race."

"What you said makes sense. The Holy Lord is indeed a street rat that everyone shouts about. Cooperating with him is not only about face, but more importantly, it is the pressure we will face in the future."

Realm Demon rarely agreed, but at the same time, his face became embarrassed: "But there are only a few strong people in the interior of the human race. If they don't take refuge, how will our people come?"

"There are none in the interior of the human race. There may be them in other places." Mei replied, but her eyes flickered: "I learned about what happened to the human race on the original star in recent years, and discovered a very important person, but we have always ignored him."

"Who?" After hearing this, several of the First Demons were a little curious, "If it is very important, why is it not in the interior of the human race?"

"I don't know the reason." Mei shook her head and looked towards the south, seeming to penetrate countless distances.

"But I think there are endless possibilities for this person."

…

Boom, boom, boom.

Riding on Xiao Huo, Ye Fan finally stopped in front of the natural chasm.

The natural moat is the last line of defense on the human race's frontline. Beyond the natural moat is the Eternal Bridge built on the Fallen Gods Abyss. Stepping over the Eternal Bridge is the front line of eternal war.

"That's..." Staying at the door, Ye Fan glanced at the city gate.

As always, nine figures stood tall.

"They are still here?" Ye Fan was shocked, a little unexpected. Now that he has cultivated enough, he can see through the fog and see the true appearance of these nine people.

The true form of King Wenwu Zhi had long since left. King Wu, who was guarding the moat day and night, was just pretending. Logically speaking, he should have left when the chaos started.

"The front line is critical. King Ming sent a letter asking for help. I need to cross the bridge."

"Ye Fan?" From the high platform, a bell-like voice sounded: "The iron rules of the sky are that unless they are led by a frontline general or have permission, they are not allowed to pass the Eternal Bridge."

"I am the city lord of Kuanglei City." Ye Fan replied, taking out the appointment letter given to him by King Ming: "This is the appointment letter from King Ming."

After the words fell to the ground, there was silence on the high platform.

"How can you support the front line when you are alone?" Another person spoke up, still questioning.

But this time, Ye Fan also frowned. Obviously, the people at the city gate were deliberately making things difficult.

"I alone am enough."

With that said, Ye Fan raised his hand, the mark of the divine beast flashed, and the next moment, Qiongqi appeared.

"Oh?" Qiongqi's appearance surprised the people on the high platform, but they still had no intention of letting him go, but asked in a cross-examining tone:

"Why can you control the ferocious beast? Did you get it through legitimate means?"

"It's inconvenient to tell you." After repeated hesitation, Ye Fan became a little impatient. There was some light in his eyes. He looked up at the high platform. When he saw some of the figures, his words became cold: "The front line is in danger. The chaos in the interior is at the critical moment of humankind’s survival.”

"Seniors, please just sit on the high platform and ignore what is going on outside the window. I, the juniors, are determined to rescue, so why do you keep delaying it?"

"How courageous." As soon as he said this, the old man on the far left stood up immediately, "Young man from Huangkou, you have just had some adventures and gained some moral knowledge, but you dare to blame me?"

Powerful power rose from the old man's body, and pressure came down from the high platform like a sea release.

After many years, Ye Fan is no longer the same as before. Now he has half a foot on the king level. He is naturally not afraid of such pressure.

With the same power rising, Ye Fan forcefully pushed back the old man's pressure.

"I'm not blaming it, it's just the truth."

"You!" The old man in the stands was a little anxious, "What do you want to do? Are you threatening me?"

"Huh." After hearing this, Ye Fan snorted coldly, "I don't understand, is a person like you worthy of sitting on the moat?"

Hua Hua Hua.

As soon as these words came out, except for the person in the middle, all eight people stood up.

"Ye Fan, why do you want to insult the guardian of the moat at will?"

"We are guarding the natural moat in order to isolate the human race from all kinds of people with bad intentions. You are so arrogant, and we will never let you pass!"

"..."

Several people spoke out one after another, and in a few words, they seemed to characterize Ye Fan as an arrogant and aggressive gangster.

These words sounded very familiar to my ears, quite similar to the verbal and written criticism of Ye Fan by all the forces sitting in the clouds that day when Pingcheng was suppressing thieves.

"Hehehehehe."

After hearing these words, Ye Fan laughed out loud, and then, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "In the past, when I was young and foggy, and couldn't see my true face clearly, I just thought that all the heroes of the human race were on the Eternal Bridge."

"Today I broke through the fog. I never thought that sitting on the chasm is the same villain who is waiting to throw dirty water on me."

Boom.

The scepter was on the ground, and Ye Fan was no longer polite. His words were filled with murderous intent.

"I am going to cross the bridge today. If you are dissatisfied, you can stop me."

"If you continue to reject me with your villain's tongue, I will use my scepter to smash open the gate of the chasm today!"