Another world strategy career with male gods

Before he could speak the question, he saw the ancestor sword in Chen's hand.

Hongnian blinked, feeling that his second brother was going to do something, and he was a little excited for a moment.

The second brother who "seems to be doing something" did not disappoint the children of Hongnian!

Holding the Ancestral Sword, Chen moved a few hundred meters away in an instant. With the vision of Su Yi and Gu Ying, Chen almost became a small black spot, so naturally he couldn't see what Chen was going to do.

Hongnian automatically enlarged his "not human eyes", watching Chen's every move excitedly.

I saw that he was silent at first, but suddenly he held the sword, and his body jumped into the air. In the meantime, he cut the three swords in the other three directions around him.

The sword energy pierced the air with the momentum of thunder, and pushed outward like ripples layer upon layer!

After cutting the three swords, Chen fell to the ground. He stood quietly in the yellow sand, and the whole world fell into deathly silence again.

Just when Hong Nian was a little confused, the whole world suddenly shook, and after that, the air on the ground and even the scorching sun in the sky began to shake violently, twitching like a convulsion.

Everyone subconsciously raised the magic weapon and paused in mid-air.

When the few people left, the ground suddenly collapsed. Although it was still yellow sand, the whole land seemed to have experienced a wind and sandstorm that passed by in the blink of an eye. The ground rumbled endlessly, and the terrain changed rapidly.

Chen didn't have an imperial weapon, but he was hanging steadily in mid-air, his clothes fluttered, he closed his eyes, muttered something constantly, a strange mark was formed on his hands, the ancestor sword went up and down in front of his eyes, and the light shone on him. The chanting gradually expanded, and with the end of his last chanting, the scattered light of the Ancestor Sword suddenly collected, concentrated, and in the huge desert, a dazzling beam of light from the Condensed City inserted straight into the scorching sun hanging above the head.

Following that, the Ancestral Sword pierced straight towards the scorching sun along the beam of light like an arrow leaving the string!

Hongnian was dumbfounded as he watched.

Just hearing a "ding", the ancestor sword hit the center of the sun.

Time and space stagnated again, and then the entire sky made a huge cracking sound, as if large chunks of crystals had been hit collectively.

Before everyone could understand what was going on, thick dark clouds suddenly surged from the horizon in all directions, covering the sky and sweeping towards the sun. The sky that was originally as white as paper was completely splashed with thick clouds in the blink of an eye. ink color.

In this black color, there is a faint purple-blue thunder that burns, making the sound of thunder, which seems to be the pre-war demonstration of wild animals.

Chen had already landed on the ground, watching all this calmly, the Ancestral Sword fell from a high altitude, and fell into his palm without missing a beat.

There is actually a tribe stationed a few hundred meters away from him.

This tribe was sent by the West Desert Sect to guard the barrier.

Neither party can see the other, as if they exist in two parallel worlds.

The leader of the tribe had already come out when the barrier in front of him was disturbed. At this moment, he suddenly saw dark clouds in the sky, and his heart sank.

He murmured: "It seems that an unexpected guest has come to the enchantment!

He turned around and ordered a few trusted men: "You, you, you and you, follow me to take a look, we must subdue him before he completely destroys the barrier!

Several people who were named replied in unison: "Decree!

However, the idea is good, the reality is cruel.

As soon as the leader entered the barrier with his four subordinates, he was greeted with a long sword of simple texture.

Chen put the ancestor sword on the leader's neck, raised his eyebrows and sneered, "It's finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

111 The Young Lord of the Demon Cult

The brothel, which was full of people in the past, is now silent.

It is said that tonight there will be a big person booking the venue, and outsiders are not allowed to enter, but the room at the center of the incident is completely silent at this moment, almost a needle can be heard.

After Han Yuan said the words "recognize the thief as his father", he stood in front of his eyes, watching the excitement with great interest.

He was completely indifferent to what he said.

He replied slowly: "Young Master misunderstood, we have not been wiped out."

"Oh~" Han Yuan turned his head subconsciously and glanced at the third elder who was standing on the side like a wooden man, "Have you never exterminated the clan?"

"Never!"

"Then where is he now?"

"Of course they live in Liangran, the largest city in the West Demon Sect."

"Liang Ran?"

These two words rolled around Han Yuan's mouth, and he seemed quite interested.

To outsiders, West Desert has always been a mysterious place. For thousands of years, it has been like an insatiable giant glutton. Anyone who enters will never come out again. No one can escape his trap. claws.

Therefore, the West Demon Sect living inside is even more weird and unpredictable. This is a clan that only lives in legends. The alluring posture of the country is full of charms, and any one of them can make a cholera court, and let the heroes of the world fall collectively.

For these reasons, Han Yuan has always wanted to go in and have a look, but because he has no way to enter, he dare not act without authorization.

These legends have to be said to be fabricated, but country legends often have three or four points of truth.

However, at this moment, Han Yuan looked at the man in front of him. Ever since he heard the third elder say that this man might be Lao Tzu's Xi Mo sect, he had doubts about his authenticity.

"Warriors in the West Desert are all able-bodied people, is this true?"

Impressively said: "Naturally, our golden fox clan belongs to the foreign branch, but the Shalang clan of our own clan in the West Desert is transformed from a wolf demon in the desert, and each of them has a strong body, which cannot be compared with ordinary humans. Why? , is the young master of the Demon Race interested in us West Desert men?"

"...how could I be interested in men!" Han Yuan rolled his eyes.

However, the clever one easily understood what he meant, and said with a smile, "That means you are interested in women from my clan!"

won:"...."

The third elder next to him coughed.

Han Yuan thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "How do you know I'm from the Demon Race?"

Impressively raised his hands and bowed, with a serious face, he said to Han Yuan solemnly: "The demon clan is famous far and wide, how can anyone in the world know it? Even if you are blind, you will not be ignorant of the demon sect."

Han Yuan felt that his words were quite pleasing, and nodded happily: "Yes, you still know the goods! Then do you know who I am?"

After thinking about it for a while, he said: "Young master Yushu is facing the wind, and he is romantic. He looks like a dragon among men. His status in the demon sect is naturally immeasurable. He has been waiting in the desert for a long time. He is not very familiar with the world. You must be in a high position, but you dare not speculate, please forgive me!"

Waking up on one side: "..."

Won is satisfied.

Don't look at him as a dumb person for so long, but he was unequivocal when he flattered her.

The two compliments before and after made Han Yuan's heart burst into joy instantly.

However, the outrageous nonsense could deceive Han Yuan, but he couldn't deceive the third elder on one side. In order to remind Han Yuan not to be fooled, he coughed more violently on the side.

When Han Yuan was excited, a sudden cough next to him interrupted his train of thought. He thought to himself, didn't the golden-haired fox in front of him just tell the truth?Isn't the third elder's appearance a little too much?

On weekdays, he didn't like these old stubborn people who like to control and teach him. Seeing this, he immediately said to the third elder unceremoniously: "Third elder, do you have a cold? If so, you should go back and rest as soon as possible!"

Third Elder: "..."

The third elder didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Seeing that he had stopped, Han Yuan turned around again, looked condescendingly at Impressively, and said to Impressively, "I am the young son of the leader of the Demon Cult, the future successor to the throne!"

As soon as he said this, the third elder looked helpless, and really felt that the child was missing a muscle.

Su Xing was not surprised because he had already guessed it.

Only he was a little surprised, and I don't know if he was really surprised or pretended.

He suddenly took a step back, knelt down on one knee, put one hand on his chest, lowered his head in a humble posture, and said to Han Yuan: "Xi Mo, on behalf of the Xi Mo sect, is here to give the prince of the Demon Cult who came from afar. The highest etiquette in the desert!"

Han Yuan laughed so hard that he almost lost his eyes. He bowed his hands to the audience and said, "No need to salute! No need to salute!"

He said "yes" respectfully, stood up, and the iron chains on his ankles and wrists made a crisp "bang bang" sound at the right time.

I don't know if it's an illusion of waking up, but I always feel that the noise is louder than before. Han Yuan immediately realized that he seemed to have neglected the guests from the desert, and immediately ordered to be a leader: "Why don't you come over and untie the guests?"

The servants ran over immediately.

The third elder finally couldn't bear it anymore, he said: "Wait!"

Han Yuan frowned, and looked at the third elder with displeasure.

The third elder respectfully said to him: "Young master, this person's origin is unknown, so you can't easily believe them just based on their words!"

Han Yuan thought about it, and felt that what the elder said was a little bit right!

He turned around and said, "What do you have to prove your identities?"

After thinking for a while, he said, "Can I contact the Western Desert Sect Master?"

Han Yuan asked with interest: "How to contact?"

He closed his eyes abruptly, pointed to the center of his eyebrows, and muttered a few words silently, suddenly the shape of a sun appeared between his eyebrows.

Everyone is amazed.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and the sun was hidden between his eyebrows again.

He said: "Because I fell into the trap of the enemy before,