Martial Peak

Yu Zhenzheng, if Xuan Mingyu's side really wins, that is good news and it can definitely boost morale.

Wei Junyang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's just a miserable victory."

Without those two eighth-Rank battle deaths, it can indeed be said to be a big victory, but the two eighth-Rank fall, this victory would not be so encouraging.

Hearing this, Yu Zhen's face suddenly turned pale: "Has the eighth rank fallen?"

Wei Junyang nodded heavily: "Two!"

Yu Zhen's figure shook slightly.

Since the Human Race army opened up more than a dozen battlefields such as the Xuan Ming Realm, the eighth rank has not fallen, but the number of people is not large, so far there are only ten fallen eight ranks.

For decades, only ten.

But in this battle, two eighth ranks have fallen!

Regardless of the outcome of the battle, it was indeed just a miserable victory.

Eight-Rank cultivation is not easy. For a human being's top genius, it takes the least thousands of years to cultivate from groundless to the 8-Rank realm.

Before many years of wars, the eighth rank of the human race did not know how many died in the battle, and now every living eighth rank is the mainstay of the human race.

Now, in the battle of Xuan Mingyu, two eighth ranks have fallen.

Yu Zhen lowered his head, clenched his fists, and said in a trembling voice: "The two adults... shouldn't have to die, if I waited to come early..."

Seeing that he blamed himself so much, Ouyang Lie stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said: "The two brothers died well, don't care too much, it's not your fault."

Although the two eighth ranks died on the battlefield, they also severely injured their opponents before they died, and now the Shroud of Horse Leather is their best destination.

Yu Zhen slowly shook his head, then suddenly raised his head, glaring at the group of holy spirits who came to support, with blood red in his eyes: "This support, you guys have delayed the journey for no reason, and baffled the battle opportunities, causing the Xuanming Army's two eighth rank general towns to fight. Death, I will report this matter to the General Office. I hope you can give a reasonable explanation at that time."

"What?" Ouyang Lie and the others changed their faces.

Wei Junyang's face was gloomy and said, "Delay the trip for no reason? What's the matter?"

Just now Yu Zhen said that, everyone thought he was blaming himself, but now it seems that there is something hidden in it.

All of a sudden, the eyes of several 8-Ranks looking at the holy spirits became cold.

Delaying the trip for no reason is not just casual talk. As Yu Zhen is the oppressor of the Holy Spirit, any words have a huge impact.

If it really is as Yu Zhen said, then this team of Holy Spirits is really wasting the opportunity, this is no small matter.

Wei Junyang and others hardly doubted, they believed in Yu Zhen's statement. Without him, this group of holy spirits from the Taixu realm had done such things before.

That was the first time they supported, and they drew on halfway. When the battlefield came, the war was almost over.

Of course, that time, because there was no human race against the battle, there was no way to verify whether the Holy Spirits were intentional or unintentional.

Because of that incident, every time these holy spirits from the Taixu realm are dispatched, a strong human race will accompany them to suppress the formation.

Being stared at by a few 8-Ranks, the Holy Spirits didn’t care at all. They also have 8-Rank Holy Spirits, not afraid of Wei Junyang and others. What's more, they are now an indispensable reinforcement of the Human Race, even if they really find something , And no one will do what they do.

The middle-aged man who was in the lead chuckled even more, and the Holy Spirit's coercion spread out without concealment. Wei Junyang and the others were already very injured, and their faces were pale at this moment.

He looked at Yu Zhen and said lightly: "Human race boy, there are some things you can't say nonsense. Since the order started, I waited all the way to hurry up and finally arrived here. Why did you delay the trip?"

The pressure of the eighth rank holy spirit was directed at Yu Zhen, and Yu Zhen felt the pressure for a moment. Not to say that he spoke, it is the limit to stand here without falling down.

The strength of the Holy Spirit is inherently stronger than the human race of the same level, not to mention that there is a difference in cultivation base between the middle-aged man and Yu Zhen.

"What are you doing?" Wei Junyang burst into power and looked at the middle-aged man headed indifferently, "Before the army, rebel? Believe it or not, I killed you!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Wei Junyang and snorted coldly, "You don't have that ability yet!"

Looking at each other, Wei Junyang's face became paler and obviously a little bit weak.

The middle-aged man looked around and said indifferently: "It is your honor to wait for the Holy Spirit to come and help me. Now I don’t know how to thank you, but I dare to speak out. I don’t know what to say! You have losses on this battlefield. Wait with me. It doesn't matter, it's your own waste! What if we come earlier, waste is waste, we die early and live longer, so as not to be embarrassed."

As soon as this statement was made, everyone was furious.

Ouyang Lie was about to beat people, but considering that he was not in a good situation right now, he was definitely not his opponent, so he endured it. However, he was very frustrated and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Three thousand worlds were invaded by the Mo people, regardless of the human race. Or the Holy Spirit needs to fight side by side so that we can protect ourselves! If my human race is destroyed, what will your Holy Spirit end up with?"

The middle-aged man gave a faint smile: "So, aren't we here?"

It was just a little late, and it was not a major event. Xuan Mingyu hadn't lost it yet, and a group of ants kept clamoring. If it weren't for hesitation, he would have done it a long time ago.

Behind Wei Junyang, Yu Zhenning said: "In any case, I will report this matter to the General Office. All right or wrong will be decided by the General Office!"

The Holy Spirit sneered: "Your Human Race's Chief Secretary can't control us. We are willing to assist the Human Race to kill the enemy. That is our own business."

The implication is that if you don't want to, no one can do anything to them.

Everyone was stunned, Ouyang Lie's forehead blue veins jumped wildly.

There are a lot of Holy Spirits coming out of the Taixu realm, which is a hundred. Now there are several Holy Spirits of the Eighth Stage. As time goes by, more and more Holy Spirits recover their strength and they will only become stronger.

Such a support army, based on the current situation of the Human Race, really no one wants to offend easily, this matter is caused by the General Secretary, and it is probably not stopped.

In the team of the Holy Spirit, many Holy Spirits have smiles on their faces, and the middle-aged man headed by them is even more proud.

He was sure that the Human Race didn't dare to do anything to them, so he was so confident.

One person's voice came from a faint voice: "The Human Race Headquarters can't do it, what about me?"

Hearing this voice, many holy spirits were startled at first, and then all their faces changed. They turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound source, only to see a familiar figure strolling over there.

The headed middle-aged man frowned. Why is this kid here?

He didn't notice this kid's breath when he came over.

But after a closer look, I immediately understood what was going on.

The opponent's injuries were extremely serious, and his breath was as weak as candlelight in the wind and rain, no wonder he didn't notice it. With such an injury, it is a blessing not to die!

As Yang Kai approached step by step, the expressions of many holy spirits changed. It has been nearly 20 years since they were sent to the star realm from the Taixu realm by Yang Kai, but there has been no news of Yang Kai in these years, and no one knows where he went.

If there are still people who are afraid of them in this world, Fu Guang of the Dragon Clan counts one, and Yang Kai counts one.

The former is powerful, they can't afford to provoke them, the latter...After all, they have to abide by the oath of the original oath with the other party.

Surrounded by Yang Kai, Yu Rumeng and others looked at him worriedly. The husband's injury was serious. They all saw this in their eyes. At this time, they should treat their injuries well and run out to mix up these things.

However, when the men acted, it was not their turn to make irresponsible remarks, and they all followed and escorted them.

After a short while, Yang Kai stood in front of the holy spirits, looking at the middle-aged man headed indifferently.

The latter smiled reluctantly, clasped his fist and said, "My lord!"

A group of holy spirits also hurriedly bowed, whether they were willing or unwilling.

The source of the oath was placed there. The reason they were able to walk out of the Taixu realm was because they pledged allegiance to Yang Kai for three thousand years. After three thousand years, Yang would let them be free.

Since it is allegiance, it is the distinction between upper and lower. For Yang Kai, these holy spirits are all subordinates.

At that time, Yang Kai wanted them to recognize the Lord, but the Holy Spirit was arrogant. Even though he was a dragon clan, other Holy Spirits did not want to recognize him as the Lord, but only wanted to be loyal.

Yang Kai didn't care anymore, allegiance and acknowledgment were no different for him, as long as he could help kill the enemy.

I thought that sending this group of holy spirits from the Taixu realm would be a great help for the human race. After all, the role of the hundred holy spirits is really not small.

Who would have thought about these pickled things?

He regretted sending these guys out.

I just saw it today, and what else I don’t know?

Glancing at the middle-aged man, Yang Kai didn't say much, but recognized that he was transformed by the Holy Spirit.

The 梼杌 can be regarded as a fierce beast, as well as Gourmet and Qiongqi. The ancestors of these guys had done actions that endangered three thousand worlds, so they were all captured by the old tree in the Taixu realm and suppressed.

Most of the ancestors of the Holy Spirit in the Taixu realm were evil generations who acted without principle and were bloodthirsty. Although the ancestors' actions have nothing to do with the younger generations, the holy spirits brought out by Yang Kai have more or less inherited the brutality in the blood of some ancestors.

Such a group of holy spirits is naturally different from the two batches in Ancestral Land and Non-Returning Pass.

Turning his head to look at the Seventh-Rank Open Heaven that came in the formation, Yang Kai nodded and said: "I have seen Brother Yu!"

Yu Zhen suspiciously said: "This is..."

"Dayan...Star Boundary Yang Kai!"

The Dayan Army is gone, now that he is incorporated into the Xuanming Army, he is no longer suitable to call himself Dayan Yangkai.

Yu Zhen suddenly said, "It turned out to be Lord Yang!"

I have long heard that this handsome man from the star realm has been promoted from the fifth rank to the eighth rank in less than a thousand years. I thought it was a bit of an error, but now I see it with my own eyes.

They are really eighth grade, but the injury is a little serious.

Although he knew that his age was definitely much younger than his own, but the cultivation base was placed here, Yu Zhen still respected him as an adult.