After a while, the white-faced monk smiled again and said to the sedan chair: "Master Bai Bo, all the prohibition tokens of the formation have been destroyed. Now even if the immortal comes, he will not be able to activate the formation."
A cold snort came from the sedan: "I know that your human formations are powerful, and I have to guard against them."
"We sea people and land people have not fought for tens of thousands of years. How could we not be careful this time when we come here?"
The white-faced monk seemed to feel that it was quite right, so he smiled sincerely and said, "That's what Lord Baibo said!"
The next moment, a voice came from the sedan again: "Are you sure there are no high-level monks in the city?"
The white-faced monk didn't know that the Li family had been rescued by Ning Chen. The Li family had been closed in the past few days and had activated the formation. The white-faced monk just thought that the people from the Evil Ghost Sect controlled their family's formation. Then I don't know what to do in there.
Maybe he was refining the devil and it was not convenient to be disturbed, so the white-faced monk said calmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Baibo, there are only some high-level monks in the city who are in the Golden Core Realm. At present, they have either been killed or It’s just that they are all under our control.”
After a while, the voices in the sedan seemed a little excited.
"In other words, the humans in this city are just food waiting for us to slaughter them?"
The white-faced monk smiled and nodded.
"Yes, Lord Baibo, there are three million people inside, all waiting for you to enjoy."
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Bai Bo seemed to have thought of something and let out a laugh.
"You humans are really interesting, but just two high-grade spiritual weapons and some elixirs cost you three million of your kind."
Hearing this, the white-faced monk didn't take it seriously and said with a slight smile: "On the journey of cultivation, it doesn't matter whether we are of the same race or different races. Only longevity is the meaning of our pursuit."
Bai Bo didn't speak, but if you could see it from the sedan, there was disdain and contempt in his eyes.
He wanted to say it.
How do you understand the power of unity?
Although the Sea Clan has been at war for a long time, they never break through the bottom line. It is because of this that the Sea Clan can respond to every call.
With one order, countless members of the sea tribe will die for one goal one after another.
However, Bai Bo is actually very one-sided. Human beings are a very complex group.
Solidarity is not uncommon among humans either.
His thoughts drifted away for just a moment. In the next moment, Bai Bo returned to the topic and asked directly without answering: "Are you sure that the nearby human sects will not come to rescue?"
The white-faced monk looked very patient and said unhurriedly: "Sir, there is no powerful sect nearby."
"The Ancient Sword Sect claims to be a righteous sect, but they don't even have a Nascent Soul cultivator."
"The ancestors of the Evil Ghost Sect are quite powerful, but they are not interested in being a savior."
"The only one who has the ability to take action is the Qingxuan Sect, but they are tens of thousands of miles away from here, and these remote towns are of no benefit to them. As long as they don't touch the human cities they control nearby, how can they risk a war with the Hai Clan? Risk is sending out Nascent Soul cultivators to rescue."
"Except for Qingxuan Sect, there is no, oh, by the way, there is Chunyang Wuji Palace. It used to be a large sect in its heyday, with several Yuanying monks, but it has long since declined. It seems that there is not even a golden sect. Even the Dan monks don’t have it, so it’s no longer worth mentioning.”
Naturally, Bai Bo had sent people to collect intelligence before he came.
He had known this information as early as January.
Asking now is just to calm the excitement in my heart.
He did not speak in the sedan chair, but silently looked at Nanhua City under the night. In his eyes, Nanhua City was like a beautiful woman waiting to be disposed of, or a cake without the ability to move.
Moreover, as long as Nanhua City succeeds, they can also take down Chicheng and Qingshan City in the same way. Tens of millions of human blood meals are enough for their current leader of the Sea Clan, Bailong, to be promoted to the God Transformation.
Once Bailong is promoted to God Transformation, the tens of thousands of years of hibernation of the Sea Clan in their southwest sea will come to an end.
And he, Bai Bo, as the greatest contributor to the siege of cities and territories, also has the possibility of being promoted to a god.
Immediately, he didn't think about anything more.
He said directly: "Even if the Qingxuan Sect has a heart to control it, it is too late. It only takes one day. All the humans here will be refined by us. Those who cannot be refined will be taken away directly."
"By the time the monks from Qingxuan Sect get here, we will have already returned to the clan."
"No matter how powerful they are, they can't catch up with our clan."
"Okay, take us in."
"My sons and daughters can't wait any longer."
The white-faced monk seemed to have noticed Bai Bo's desire. The moment he lowered his head and said yes, an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes.
As long as the sea people come into the city to kill people.
The statue of Nan Hua in the city will most likely become a saint.
The South China Sutra will also appear when the time comes.
At that time, when he grabbed the Nanhua Sutra, he was done.
The Nanhua Sutra represents the opportunity to ascend to the spiritual world.
The white-faced monk hid his excitement again, bowed respectfully, turned around and began to fly towards the city with the golden elixir monk beside him.
The sedan chair Bai Bo was riding in also turned around and faced the roaring sea people behind it, making an exciting sound.
"My sons, humans are preying on our tribe. Today is the time for us to hunt humans. I want you to kill everyone you see!"
As soon as he finished speaking, tens of thousands of sea people burst out into a thundering roar.
All the sea people were almost on fire at this moment.
The bloodthirsty hidden in his bloodline gradually began to explode.
Under the leadership of the white-faced monk, tens of thousands of sea people flew towards the city without any hindrance.
The sea clan's roar quickly alarmed the people in the city.
Many people opened their doors and walked to the street to check.
"What are those?"
"Why so many?"
"There is also a strong demonic aura."
"Yes, it's the Siren."
One after another, the common people pointed at the black procession in the sky, and soon a large number of people began to look frightened.
"It's really a sea monster. There are so many sea monsters. Why did they enter the city!"
"How is it possible that the Sea Monster of the Sea Tribe can enter the city! What's going on?"
"There are so many sirens, what are they going to do?"
"Where are the guards in the city? Why didn't anyone stop them?"
No one answered their questions.
Just when these sea tribes began to fly into the city.
In the city, the Li family's mansion.
One hundred meters underground, in the best secret room.
Ning Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes.
Then Ning Chen stood up and looked quietly in one direction.
The ghost boy next to him, who was shaking his head and looking a little bored, seemed to feel the change in Ning Chen's aura, and suddenly became quiet, calmed down, and stood up straight beside him.
