Martial Mythology

Chapter 488: Old Nest

"Crazy, these guys are completely crazy!"

The complexions of the Zhensheng people became very ugly, and their voices were trembling.

That's Nanling!

Nanling, one of the five major regions of the Wilderness Continent, occupies nearly a quarter of the territory of the human race. In just two days, all of them fell!

Of the trillions of human race compatriots, there is not one out of ten!

The fallen compatriots of the human race are simply an astronomical number!

Thinking of that astronomical number, Zhensheng and the others felt dizzy and their scalps went numb.

If the mutant alliance continues to kill like this, no matter how many humans are, they will not be able to stop them from killing like this!

Even Chen Gu, the peak powerhouse, felt a little creepy.

"There must be Xeons from the mutant alliance, and there are many, beyond imagination." Fang Mu said seriously.

The Nanling is very big, even bigger than the barren north, and the Nanling is not as barren and backward as the barren north. In the whole Nanling, there are countless strong people in the spirit spinning, leaving the spinning, and escaping spinning. They are very rare, but the overall number is absolutely astonishing. If you want to take down Nanling in just two days, even ten strongest players may not be able to do it together.

"Oh?" Chen Gu raised his eyebrows.

The battle saint Luo Xuyang suddenly said: "Maybe we don't need to look for the mutant alliance's lair anymore."

Dan Sheng Cui Jian looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

"Just imagine, so many powerful mutants appearing in Nanling at the same time, even if Nanling was not the home of the Mutant Alliance before, it probably has become the home of the Mutant Alliance now." The Saint Luo Xuyang said in a deep voice: "It is so grandiose to appear, Slaughtering hundreds of millions of compatriots, this mutant alliance obviously doesn't want to keep a low profile, and directly makes it clear that they are going to fight us head-on."

Calligrapher Yang Pei'an was thoughtful: "Is the mutant alliance not going to hide anymore?"

"That's right, they attacked the three holy tombs, and their strength has skyrocketed unprecedentedly. Now I don't know how many powerful mutants have been created, so there is really no need to be afraid of us..." Yang Pei'an, the book sage, sighed.

Dan Sheng Cui Jian was troubled: "The question now is, what should we do?"

For a moment, everyone was a little confused.

Calligrapher Yang Pei'an was silent for a moment, and looked at Chen Gu, hesitating.

"See what I'm doing?" Chen Gu said indifferently: "Speak directly if you have something to say, don't hesitate."

Calligrapher Yang Pei'an took a deep breath and said, "I implore the Demon King to take a trip to Nanling. With your strength, the Mutant Alliance and the strongest mutants may not be able to win you. Even if you can't kill them, at least you can kill them." We can get a general understanding of the situation in Nanling, and their strength. We don't know anything about the Mutant Alliance now, and we are restricted in everything we do. If we can find out their strength, it will be easier for us to formulate our next plan. .”

To be honest, the comprehensive strength of the strongest of the human race, plus the peak of the strongest of the demon king, is not necessarily weaker than that of the Mutant Alliance.

But they are restrained everywhere, and they are always passive. The reason is that they lack understanding of the Mutant Alliance. They are in the open, and the Mutant Alliance is in the dark. How can they make an effective counterattack?

"Of course, this trip may be dangerous. Even if the demon king refuses, it is reasonable." The calligrapher Yang Pei'an's voice was a little heavy, which was why he was hesitant just now. To investigate the situation in Nanling, Chen Gu is undoubtedly He is the most suitable candidate, but there is a lot of danger in this trip, Chen Gu may not agree.

Chen Gu was noncommittal and asked, "What about you?"

Book Saint Yang Pei'an solemnly said: "Our task is to protect the holy tombs. The holy tombs are too attractive to the Mutant Alliance. They will never give up. I'm sure that some of them have been secretly watching our movements. , once we leave the land of the Central Plains, the holy tombs will suffer..."

The mutant alliance attacked the three holy tombs, and their strength has skyrocketed. If other holy tombs are also attacked by them, then the strength of the mutant alliance will skyrocket to the point where there is no one to check and balance. There is no need to do it, just wait for death.

Chen Gu was silent for a while, then nodded immediately: "Okay, I will go to Nanling personally, and the holy tombs will be left to you to guard."

"It's not too late, I'll start now." Chen Gu stood up.

Calligrapher Yang Pei'an bowed his hands solemnly: "Take care!"

Array Saint Luo Xuyang, Dan Saint Cui Jian, and Fang Mu all clasped their hands together: "Take care!"

Chen Gu nodded slightly, and said: "I'm not worried about myself. With my strength, even if I encounter any danger, they may not be able to keep me. Instead, you must guard the holy tombs and never let the Mutant Alliance His trick succeeded."

"Don't worry, the demon king. If they really dare to attack the Holy Tomb, we will definitely stop them even if we die." The battle saint Luo Xuyang said solemnly: "In addition, I also greeted Yinggu and the others. Come and support us."

Chen Gu pondered for a while, and immediately injected a special idea into the bodies of the array saints: "I'll go first, if something happens, just trigger my special idea, and I will come back in time."

As the voice fell, Chen Gu's figure gradually faded, and then disappeared.

The St. Luo Xuyang turned his head to look at the deacon of Lixuanjing who reported the news, and gave an order: "Send me an order, be sure to investigate what happened on the Nanling side, and let the branch on the border of the Central Plains be sure to properly resettle the victims. cause riots."

"Yes!" The deacon of Lixuanjing bowed respectfully, and then quickly left the formation masters guild, and rushed to the border of the Central Plains bordering Nanling at the fastest speed.

...

South Ridge.

On a ten thousand zhang high mountain, snowflakes fluttered, and the snow did not melt all year round. A thin middle-aged figure stood on the top of the mountain against the wind, staring into the distance, motionless.

After a long time, there was a space fluctuation around the thin middle-aged man, and an old man with a long nose appeared out of thin air.

"Vice President!" The long-nosed old man saluted respectfully.

The thin middle-aged man was still staring into the distance, and said calmly, "Grey Eagle, how are things going?"

The long-nosed old man replied respectfully: "According to your order, our people have completely occupied Nanling, and the human and demon races have almost been completely wiped out. Only a very small number of survivors have escaped. As of now, the surviving human race, demon race in Nanling The clan should not exceed 100 million, and one day at most, we will be able to completely wipe out Nanling, so that there will be no more human beings, no more monsters in Nanling..."

A smile appeared on the thin middle-aged face: "Good job!"

"Nanling will become the first stronghold of our mutant alliance, and it will also be the first step for us to rule the mainland. There is no room for loss!" The thin middle-aged man raised his mouth slightly. Show our true strength! Nanling is just the beginning, in the future, the entire Wilderness Continent will belong to us!"

The long-nosed old man bent over: "The deputy leader is wise!"

The thin middle-aged man asked, "By the way, how are things going with Cang?"

"This..." The long-nosed old man hesitated a little. He glanced at the thin middle-aged man cautiously, and said in a low voice, "Cang said that the most powerful people of the human race are keeping a close eye on the Holy Tomb, and they can't find a chance to make a move for now."

The thin middle-aged man frowned, and then stretched it out again, and said lightly: "Tell Cang, you can wait for the opportunity slowly, and don't expose yourself. No one can compare to our mutant alliance than our patience. We have survived for thousands of years. Come here, it's not too late."

The long-nosed old man hesitated to speak.

"Just say what you want." The thin middle-aged man noticed the abnormality of the long-nosed old man and said lightly.

"Deputy leader, why are you so tolerant towards Cang?" The long-nosed old man was a little puzzled, "Cang is just a low-level to strong man, and now in our mutant alliance, we will grab a lot of low-level to strong men, and those who are stronger than Cang are not here. There are a small number of them, and each one is loyal to the alliance, and they are not like Cang who always obeys orders and refuses to obey orders. Why do you tolerate his presumptuousness again and again, is it just because he has the same appearance as a human?"

The thin, middle-aged man turned his head to look at the long-nosed old man with sharp eyes.

The long-nosed old man felt cold all over, and quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, deputy leader, it's my subordinate who is talking too much!"

The thin middle-aged man took a deep look at the long-nosed old man, and said lightly: "In the current alliance, there must be many people who think like you? Do you all think that I have indulged Cang too much? For the same mistake, others may be severely punished, but Cang has nothing to do..."

The long-nosed old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Forget it, since you are so curious, I will tell you." The thin middle-aged man said lightly: "Cang is the only mutant with a normal human form so far, and he is a low-level to strong mutant. Among the strong, there are almost no flaws, no one can detect his identity, and we can only entrust him with many things, we have no choice."

Apart from Cang, they didn't have a second suitable candidate at all, so they could only make do with it.

"Of course, this alone is not enough to make us indulge him so much. Even without him, we can still do what we want to do, but it's just a little more troublesome. Besides, he still secretly ruined many things for us. ..." The thin middle-aged man said coldly: "The real reason why we pamper him so much is actually...his wife!"

The long-nosed old man looked at the thin middle-aged man in astonishment.

"Cang's wife is Shen Lulu." The thin middle-aged man said leisurely.

"Shen Lulu!" The long-nosed old man was shocked, "She, she is actually Cang's wife!"

Even within the mutant alliance, not many people know who Shen Lulu is, but the old man with a long nose is not weak, and his status is not low. Knowing many secrets inside the alliance, he naturally knows who Shen Lulu is.

"We need Shen Lulu now, especially her teacher...Master Qingyang." The thin middle-aged man's lips curled up slightly, "When Shen Lulu and Master Qingyang are useless, Cang... will naturally die. For now, let him jump around first, anyway, with his strength, he can't make any waves."