"Well, why did the Night Devils come here?"

"Elder Wang brought them here. What's going on?"

Uh ...

Many people were surprised to see the Night Demon appear on the island at the Zhengzheng Xuanjia outpost.

However, there are not many people left on the island today, but they are stationed here to manage the mining business. The presence of the Night Devil has not caused much sensation.

If Chen Yang is here, he will recognize that one of the Night Demon clan is really the Quetril who was defeated by him in Wugen Island before.

奎 Queterel, has a very special identity, he is the 36th grandson of the Nocturnal King.

The Night Stalker is a ethnic group, ruled by a king, and has only one political power. Unlike the West Antarctic continent, it is divided into many ancestral families and families.

This is why, when the Night Devil is fighting, they can unite as a whole, not as selfish as human races.

The king of the Night Demon tribe, whose status is in the Night Demon tribe, can be imagined to be supreme.

Although he has many descendants, each of them is sheltered by him, and has an extraordinary position in the Night Demon tribe.

Queterel had lost a lot in the war before and almost lost his life. Although the human race and the Night Devil had negotiated a settlement, he could not hold back this tone and wanted revenge.

At this moment, he appeared at the outpost of Zhengxuanism.

Of course, being received by an elder orthodox priest is certainly not because of himself, but because of his great-grandfather.

At present, the human race is at a disadvantage. No one is willing to avenge the Night Devil. Otherwise, although the war will not start, the conflict in a small area will cause people a headache.

So, in order to avoid conflict, Elder Wang swallowed his words and received Queteril to the outpost of Zhengxuan.

Queterel's injuries have recovered, and his popularity is full of publicity. He has not shown fear because he is in the territories of the human race.

He looked around, frowned, and said to Elder Wang, "Have everyone gone?"

"The battle is over and everyone has returned."

The Elder King Wang replied calmly, not in a tone of respect or indifference.

Queterel said in a deep voice: "The people of the twenty-seventh squad are all gone?"

Elder King King's order was to take Quintile to the outpost. As for what to do, Quintile had not stated clearly.

一 Hearing at this moment, he just realized that the other party was directed at the 27 team.

According to the information obtained before, Elder Wang has roughly understood what is going on. In Quetril, who was defeated in Wugen Island, this is to seek revenge from the 27th team.

Although the elder Wang did not care about the 27th team, he gave it to the enemy Night Devil to deal with it. He flatly refused to agree.

Sunda's tone was a bit cold, and he said, "I don't know, Your Excellency, what's your point with the 27 team?"

Quetrill glanced at the Elder King and sneered, "They almost killed me, I just want to ask for more advice."

Elder King Wang shook his head and said, "If so, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. The members of the twenty-seven team will never come here again."

"But they always leave Zhengxuanism."

Queterel's eyes flashed a bitterness, and he arched at Elder Wang and said, "Elder Wang, remember to tell those people that I will meet with them again. Goodbye!"

After saying so, Quetrill turned and wanted to leave.

If you change to another Night Demon tribe, the Seventh Division Master, the Elder King as the sage master will kill with a finger, would you let yourself be arrogant.

Coquitlier, but could not kill.

Otherwise, disputes will be provoked.

He Shen said: "Is your Lord threatening our orthodoxy?"

"No, I just want to ask them for advice, I have no other meaning."

Quetrill smiled, and then rose into the air, taking away a few Nocturne.

Looking at the back of Quetril, Elder Wang's face was sullen and angry: "These Night Devils are so arrogant that they dare to come to our island to take people!"

Elder Wang previously did not know the other party's intentions, otherwise he would never be responsible for reception.

He withdrew his thoughts, and immediately ordered his subordinates: "Come back and let the members who previously formed the 27th team be careful. The Night Devil may sneak into the mainland to deal with them."

Uh ...

Chen Yang has just returned to Zhengxuan, and in the future has to be separated from Sun Weiyao and others, they have received news from the sea line.

Sun Weiyao smiled bitterly, and said, "I didn't expect that Quettall was the grandson of the Nocturne monarch, and it seemed that he had a strong heart to take revenge on this beam."

"This is troublesome, we will definitely be ambush when we leave the altar."

"No matter how great Qitriel ’s energy is, it is also limited to the Night Devil. He cannot penetrate into the teaching. As long as he cannot grasp our information, we are safe."

"Everyone, please be careful."

When everyone talked, they were all depressed.

After Chen Yang said goodbye to the crowd, he inquired about Mo Bing Mo Bing and learned that he was still in a coma. He had to return to the valley.

Because the twenty-seven teams have performed outstandingly in the battle against the Night Demon Clan, Chen Yang and others have received generous rewards.

Of course, these rewards are nothing to Chen Yang.

When I left Thirteen States before, the Lord of the Palace Hall Ruolan sent him a lot of resources, plus the star stone mine obtained this time, his resources can be used for a long time.

He may be exhausted even after impacting the realm of the Master.

For a time, there was no way to return to Tiannan Realm, and Chen Yang had nothing left and started to practice ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ After all, the imprint left by Kuan Xuan on him will be less than two years away. Trigger. Before that, he must ascend the realm as soon as possible and break the mark.

Otherwise, he will be dead as soon as the three-year period comes.

After the war on the transoceanic line, the situation in the entire West Antarctic continent has changed. Although everything is calm, it is surging undercurrents.

In the middle of the Xuan Cang religion, a new round of Xuan Cang's disciples was about to begin, and many people's attention was put on the selection of Xuan Cang's disciples.

那些 Those who are qualified to compete with Xuan Cang's disciples are all in a hurry to make preparations and improve their strength.

Because Xuan Cang disciple selects only one at a time, the competition is fierce.

However, this time the disciples recognized that the one who has the most chance to become a disciple of Xuan Cang is the chief of ordinary disciples, Mo Tingshan.

Strength, talent, character, background and other aspects, in the eyes of everyone, Mo Tingshan is first-class.

Unless others are cold, it will be difficult to surpass Moting Mountain.

莫 And Mo Tingshan is also full of self-confidence, without any fear of anyone threatening himself.

At this time, he was in his own valley, looking at Shan Yuxin in front of him, frowning: "Sister Shi, Brother Feng Jianyang has not yet appeared, is he not an accident?"

Shan Shan Yuxin was called, and I didn't know what Mo Tingshan was going to do, but unexpectedly asked Feng Jianyang again.

Is Feng Jianyang so important?