On the night five days later, nearly two thousand miles away from Yanshan Pass, located in a certain city at the junction of the Imperial Army and the original sphere of influence of the Western Demon, the White Bear King and others sat together in the main hall of the city
They had been chased by Su Xiangxue across a distance of thousands of miles, and they had stopped and stopped along the way before they managed to escape here and reintegrated the army.
The other Demon Kings and Prime Minister Yun Kun had also woken up, sitting here with pale faces, plus the newly enthroned Demon Emperor, this was everyone in the room.
“Where is the White Fox King?”
Prime Minister Yun Kun asked weakly, who had just awakened.
“Go and help us stop the princess from chasing after.”
The White Bear King’s body was also covered with bandages, and his complexion was extremely weak.
“Is this count as our victory?”
The Ape King accidentally touched the wound on his arm and grinned in pain.
“Yes, of course.” The White Bear King showed a comforting smile on his face. He raised the ancient painting in his hand and said, “The Sword Patriarch of the human race, who has troubled our entire demon world for more than two thousand years, now was trapped in this immortal painting.”
“Unexpectedly, in the end, we still have to rely on the magic weapon left by the human race to subdue him.”
The Dragon King’s face was full of sorrow.
“By the way, where are the other four Demon Kings?”
“They have been locked into the dungeon.”
The White Bear King raised the Splashing Ink Immortal Painting in his hand and replied:
“Except the owner, anyone who enters this painting will be attacked by the ink-splashing immortal generated in the space of this picture. Those four wastes can’t compare to an immortal, they all are easily defeated.”
“What about Sword Patriarch?”
The Flying Tiger King, who was directly overthrown by Bai Qiuran’s death pile driver, asked with lingering fear:
“I don’t think ordinary immortals can match him, right?”
“Of course.”
The White Bear King unfolded the album, glanced quietly, and said with lingering fear:
“From the battle of Yanshan Pass to the present, it has been five days. In this picture, there are numerous ink-splashing immortals besieging Sword Patriarch. He fights with them non-stop. To this day, I can’t count how many immortals with splashed ink have fallen…but fortunately, he seems to be running out of oil and the lamp is dead. Look at the wool, thread, Chinese, text, and net.”
“The Sword Patriarch of the human race is really that strong?”
Sitting right across from the White Bear King, the new Demon Emperor, who had not taken part in the battle of Yanshan Pass, showed a look of worship.
“Such a strong person, I really want to meet him once.”
“His Royal Highness Cang Huangyu is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.”
The White Bear King sneered after hearing this:
“If it really puts you on the battlefield, I’m afraid the Sword Patriarch can crush you with just one look.”
“Who is different?”
Cang Huangyu looked around and shrugged his shoulders.
“Anyway, looking at the appearance of the Demon Kings, nobody can match the Sword Patriarch, so I don’t have to feel shame.”
“Then listening to His Highness Cang Huangyu’s tone, you are going to try how strong we Demon Kings are, aren’t you?”
Flying Tiger King answered with an uncomfortable expression.
“Everyone is seriously injured and dying. Sitting in front of me like this, I have to admit that this is really tempting.”
Cang Huangyu smiled, the demon energy inside his body slowly flowed, and a faint green smoke-like golden dragon air began to emerge from his whole body.
“Hmph, even if it is seriously injured, it is more than enough to kill you a kid who has just reached the level of the demon general.”
King Feihu also pulled a face and clenched his fists.
The demon general of the demon race was almost equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage of the human race. Although Cang Huangyu inherited the royal blood, he was able to exert a combat power far surpassing the average level of a demon king, but faced the demon king in the Physique Integration stage, he’s still too tender.
“All right.”
Just as the two sides were at war, Prime Minister Yun Kun spoke out to stop him:
“Everyone has been beaten into such a tragic situation, and there is an intact princess with a large army outside, do we really want to have a civil war?”
Hearing what he said, Flying Tiger King and Cang Huangyu calmed down for a while.
Prime Minister Yun Kun coughed twice, then said aloud:
“Both sides have suffered heavy casualties. We must unite to cope with the princess’s attack. The Black Snake King has been captured. The West Demon’s army is definitely under her control. We have to survive until the strength of the Sword Patriarch is exhausted. Only then can we talk about terms with Her Royal Highness the princess.”
“Prime Minister Yun is right.”
The White Fox King walked in from the door and agreed.
He came to the vacant position and sat down. The White Bear King next to him noticed the abnormal pale color on his face and couldn’t help asking:
“Fox, are you hurt?”
“Well, a little injury, it’s not in the way.”
The white fox king smiled bitterly:
“Women are really scary. Today I saw for the first time what a powerful woman looks like when she goes crazy…”
“Where is the princess?”
Yun Kun asked the Prime Minister.
“I have tricker her to go back to the army.”
The White Fox King replied:
“His Royal Highness is superb, but in terms of warfare strategy, there seems to be something lacking…”
“After all, the princess does not care about this, her heart is only tied to the Sword Patriarch, so it’s understandable.”
The Dragon King smiled and said:
“It’s up to the demon king and prime minister to discuss marching. Now we can take advantage of her shortcoming and try our best to reduce the number of troops under her. What do you think? Prime Minister Yun.”
“Well, it must be so.”
Prime Minister Yun Kun nodded:
“Leave this question to the next. In addition, regarding the map of the First Ancestor Demon Emperor’s Mausoleum.”
“It doesn’t matter. According to information, he has always carried the fragment with him. After Sword Patriarch exhausts his strength, his storage bag will be ours.”
The White Bear King smiled and said:
“Prime Minister Yun, this alliance of ours will be maintained until the First Ancestor Demon Emperor’s Mausoleum is opened.”
“Ok.”
Prime Minister Yun Kun nodded, looking at the optimistic expressions on the faces of the demon kings present, there was always some faint anxiety in his heart for some reason.
He thought for a while, and once again used his divine sense to transmit his voice, reminding Cang Huangyu next to him:
“Your Majesty, remember what I said, when you meet Sword Patriarch, don’t hesitate, and immediately take out the jade pendant I gave you to surrender!”
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Su Xiangxue’s face was icy, at least with an icy look on her face, and angrily returned to the army camp.
The sergeants of the West Demon did not dare to raise their heads, lowered their heads, and waited for the princess who is now the actual leader to pass by her side and return to her own camp.
As soon as she sat down, Su Xiangxue immediately called:
“Come here.”
A demon with a crocodile head outside the camp came in and bowed his head and said:
“What’s the command of the princess?”
“Give my order, tomorrow morning, the whole army will cook, and after an hour, the whole army will assemble and attack the enemy city.”
“The Sheriff…”
The crocodile demon hesitated:
“However, the brethren’s physical strength has been…”
“Am I not fighting for days?”
Su Xiangxue squinted and said coldly:
“Do you really want me to tell you clearly that all the enemy generals are seriously injured and the army is insufficient? This is our only opportunity, do you understand?”
The crocodile monster general knelt on one knee, his head hung down, and he dared not say a word.
“If you understand, just go down and pass the order.”
Su Xiangxue said lightly.
“Yes.”
The crocodile monster lowered his head and walked backward out of the camp. After a while, Su Xiangxue’s sensitive ears caught the spit and whispering voice of the crocodile monster outside.
“Bitch!”
But she didn’t care, she put her hand on her cheek and smiled.