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Chapter 312 Homecoming (1)

Update time:2013-01-22

Look at the thing that jumped out. It was no more than the size of a palm, and its entire body was pitch black. It had a head like a rooster, a skinny body, numb arms and legs, and a viscous liquid that looked like snot dripping from the surface of its smooth body.

Such a thing, no matter from which angle you look at it, has nothing to do with the immortals.

Yong Bowen couldn't help but be stunned.

Pan Hanyi and Luo Chuyi stood closest and saw the appearance of the immortal envoy clearly. They couldn't help but feel angry. They rushed up and kicked the thing, cursing: "Where did you come from, you monster, how dare you pretend to be an immortal envoy?"

!" His arm was fine if it was thrown into the hands of an immortal, but it was thrown into the hands of such a little demon, which was completely humiliating.

That thing was very obedient. Seeing Pan Han Yi angrily stepping on it, he scurried to the edge of the armor and then kowtowed: "Young one is indeed the messenger of the Northern Immortal Lord. It's true. If the Immortal doesn't believe it,

, you can ask the Immortal Master!"

Pan Hanyi wanted to step on it, but Yong Bowen quickly grabbed him.

Just kidding, it's rare to catch someone alive, and I hope to get something useful out of this thing's mouth - such as the attitude of the Immortal World towards the Guangyang Sect, and how much the Immortal World understands what is happening here.

, Only by clarifying these, Yong Bowen can make a choice. Protecting Guangyang Party is naturally of great benefit to him, but if the risk is too great and far outweighs this benefit, then he can only reluctantly give up and leave Guangyang.

They were sent back to the human world and left to fend for themselves.

Luo Chuyi also caught up, stretched out his hand to stop Pan Hanyi, and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, don't be impulsive, let fellow Taoist Yong ask!"

Pan Hanyi sighed, stroking his disappeared arm dejectedly, and sighed: "I have been fighting monsters all my life. I have gone through hundreds of battles. I don't know how many big monsters have been killed by the sword, and I have been seriously injured. I never expected this."

I lost my arm, but it was shot off by such a low-class little monster. It is really embarrassing and humiliating."

Everyone present was an expert in magic, and with just one glance, without even looking carefully, they could tell that the black little thing in front of them, who claimed to be an immortal envoy, was actually just a low-class little monster.

But it was this little monster who killed several masters of the Guangyang sect with his halberd and even injured Pan Hanyi!

Since the little monster itself is not very powerful, the only thing that can allow it to exert such high combat power is its armor.

It's like the evil ghost at Yong Bowen's hand is quite weak. Any mage with a slightly higher level can crush it. But Yong Bowen equips the evil ghost with a puppet shell and a magic weapon, which instantly reverses the strength and weakness.

, just one of them can crush a group of mages.

Yong Bowen was very curious about the armor, but now was not a good time to study the armor. He just stared at the little demon and asked: "You said you are an immortal?" His tone was very unkind.

You can lie, but you can't insult my IQ. Even an idiot can see that you are a monster. You actually dare to call yourself a fairy. I think you are tired of living!

When the little demon heard what Yong Bowen said, he was immediately startled and said hurriedly: "The Immortal misunderstood. It was because I was stupid and didn't make it clear. I am not an immortal, but just the messenger of the Immortal Lord. Because the master of the house is acting under the Immortal Lord."

Bole, to please the Immortal Lord, has been appointed as the envoy for those of us who are young, specifically responsible for conveying orders to various war zones to the human sects assisting in the war. The young man himself is not an immortal, but a low-class little demon.

That’s all, I don’t dare call myself an immortal!”

After hearing the little demon's explanation, Yong Bowen nodded noncommittally, his face turned into a poker face, and he asked expressionlessly: "That's pretty much it." There was a slight hint of satisfaction in his tone.

This kind of little demon is not very powerful, but he is the best at observing faces and keenly catching this trace of satisfaction. He felt relieved immediately, but heard Yong Bowen say again: "You said you are the envoy of the Northern Immortal Lord? This Northern Immortal

What role does the Lord play in the fairy world?"

In fact, Yong Bowen's question was a bit uninitiated. It is impossible for those disciples of the sect who have been cooperating with the Immortal Realm to fight all year round, not knowing what kind of role the Northern Immortal Lord is. At least the Guangyang sect present knew it, and only Yong Datian knew it.

The teacher, a foreigner, doesn’t know this basic common sense.

But what the little monsters are best at is figuring out what people do to them. This is due to their nature. Only in this way can they survive in the world where there are so many strong people. When they heard Yong Bo's question, they couldn't help it.

Thinking that Yong Bowen was asking a layman's question, I thought that Yong Bowen was testing its sincerity in surrender, so I asked it such a well-known question. I didn't dare to ignore it at the moment, so I mustered up my energy and thought about it carefully.

After wanting to show his caution on the issue of the Immortal, he said: "I have reported to the Immortal that the Northern Immortal Lord is the northern king of the Immortal Realm, with boundless power. There are only a dozen or so golden immortals who can rival the Northern Immortal Lord in the Immortal Realm.

"I also felt that this answer seemed a bit simple. I was afraid that Yong Bowen would not be satisfied, so I quickly added: "Now the immortal world implements a wartime control system. Four immortal masters are set up in the four directions to lead the war in the four theaters. They are directly responsible to the Immortal Emperor. The Northern Immortal

The Lord is responsible for the war in the Kalachakra hub area, with more than 100,000 immortal soldiers under his command, and an army of millions of servants from all walks of life to cooperate in the battle!"

This answer was within Yong Bowen's expectation. He was not surprised to hear that the Northern Immortal Master was such a boss-like character, and asked: "Does the Northern Immortal Master know what is happening in this war zone? Our side just won.

, he sent people to order the relocation and fighting? How did he grasp what was happening here? "

This is the first key question.

From the fact that the little demon never recognized his identity, Yong Bowen guessed that the immortal world was only aware of the major victory in this war zone, but was not very clear about the specific situation, otherwise it would not have mentioned or mentioned him.

The outsiders played a crucial role in the entire war.

The little demon replied: "There is a water curtain in the Immortal Lord's Palace, which can project the strength comparison of each war zone under its jurisdiction, and make decisions about dispatching various servant armies based on this. Just before the little devil came here, the Immortal Lord observed and discovered this

The balance of human and demon power in the hub war zone has undergone major changes, and most of the demons have disappeared. Originally, this hub node was on the verge of falling. The Immortal Lord originally intended to abandon this war zone, but unexpectedly such an earth-shaking change occurred, so he issued an order to send a small officer to announce the war.

The Guangyang faction was mobilized to participate in the war in other districts. However, the specific situation of the battle in the war zone is not very clear."

Yong Bowen snorted coldly, glanced at the little demon sideways, and said: "This Northern Immortal Lord doesn't seem to be able to deal with our Guangyang sect very well. Our Guangyang sect has been fighting diligently for so many years, and we are worthy of the immortal world in everything we ask.

, I don’t know why this Immortal Lord hates us and insists on putting us to death!”

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