There is an essential difference between the Supreme Immortal and the Supreme God.

As the Supreme God, Yang Cong suffered some injuries when he resisted the heavenly tribulation for Si Yin.

However, in the past few months, Yang Cong has recovered as well in the Shangqing Realm. With his peak period, it would be easy to kill a Supreme Immortal.

Yang Cong killed Li Chen, the eldest prince of the Wing Clan, with his move. This scene could be said to shock the Wing Clans around him.

"Take a step forward and die!"

Yang Cong stood there with a sharp sword in his hand, and the sword in his hand was dripping with drops of creeping blood.

And those Wing Clans all know that this blood belongs to the eldest prince of their Wing Clan.

Si Yin, who was behind Yang Cong, saw this scene and looked at Yang Cong with beautiful eyes that looked like gems.

But from his perspective, all I saw was a back, a back that made people feel very safe.

For him, Yang Cong was his heaven at this time, and he was shrouded in it, and no Wing Clan dared to get close to him.

"Si Yin..."

A basic voice came.

The sword in Yang Cong's hand moved instantly.

But when he saw clearly the person his sword pointed to, he was stunned.

“Departure?”

Yang Cong was not very surprised by the emergence of leaving the country. After all, leaving the country is full of resentment, and leaving the country is also the right thing to do.

"My little..."

Seeing the young man pointing his sword at him, he could say something mixed in his heart.

During those days in the Wing Realm, Li Yuan regarded Yang Cong as a good friend and brother, but in the end he was just because of the hostile relationship between the Wing and the Heavenly Tribe, he finally made him look like this.

However, the one who is most worried about leaving now is not Yang Cong, but Si Yin.

"Si Yin, are you okay?" The nervous look on Li Jing's face was not fake.

Seeing this, Yang Cong narrowed his eyes slightly.

Si Yin, who was hugging Ling Yu, looked calm after seeing her departure, like a stranger: "If you have any trouble, you won't have to worry about your second prince. Senior brother, Your Highness, Prince, let's go."

After saying that, Si Yin took Ling Yu to leave. Seeing this, he wanted to move forward, but was stopped by a long sword.

"Mu Wu...I don't want to fight you, let me go." Li Jian said.

Yang Cong shook his head: "Leaving the country, although you and I are friends, we are enemies now, but I feel that you should care more about your elder brother."

"My elder brother?" Li Yuan was stunned, not understanding Yang Cong's words.

Looking in the direction Yang Cong pointed, Li Yuan was instantly confused. He saw that Li Yuan, who was usually very targeted at him, fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and his eyes were closed. The wound on his neck was very conspicuous and fatal.

"You killed my elder brother?" Li Yuan looked at Yang Cong.

If you want to say that these people can kill the resentment in the future, except for Yang Cong, Li Yuan would never have thought of anyone else.

"He wants to kill me, so he must be prepared to be killed by me." Yang Cong said lightly, as if he was talking about a very trivial thing.

"Ah..." Li Yuan sighed, and a feeling of powerlessness couldn't help but feel in his heart.

"For our past love and for Yanzhi's sake, I won't kill you." Yang Cong said lightly: "But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living penalty cannot be escaped."

After saying that, before leaving the country could react, Yang Cong kicked it out directly.

In an instant, leaving the country was like a short-term kite, falling behind the Wing Clan.

After holding the long sword in his hand and killing several wing tribes again, Yang Cong turned around and left.

This is the case with the Supreme God, coming and going freely, and no one can stop him.

.............

“Those are difficult to deal with.”

Looking at his second uncle who kept sighing, Yang Cong said, "Uncle II, can you solve anything? No need to sigh."

Sang Ji glanced at Yang Cong and sighed: "Let's go and see what Mo Yuan war god said. This battle is related to the future of our heavenly clan."

The two came to the main account, and at this time, all the main generals in the entire war had gathered in the main account.

When you enter the main account, the entire main account is dull. It is not that you don’t want to do this, but that you choose and cannot make them happy at all.

"I need ten thousand people to die."

Yang Cong and Sang Ji had just entered the account and heard this shocking sentence.

It can be said that only Mo Yuan can speak so clearly.

"Yes, it's just a death."

Mo Yuan repeated it again, proving that he was not joking just now.

Hearing this, the soldiers of the heavenly clan around him looked at each other, and afterwards hesitated. After all, Mo Yuan said so clearly that he would definitely not be able to come back if he wanted to go, and he would definitely die.

No one wants to die, let alone die.

If I really want to say it, no one will die.

But if no one goes to die, then how can we talk about the future?

"I'll go!"

Hearing this sound, everyone looked up and instantly widened their eyes, looking at the young man who was making a voice incredibly surprised.

"No!"

The first one to deny is not someone else, but Sang Ji who is standing beside Yang Cong.

"I don't think so!" Yang Chou, who is also Yang Cong's father, shook his head and denied it.

"Same as above!" Yang Cong's third uncle Lian Song hurriedly rejected it.

Yang looked at Yang Cong by mistake: "You are the prince of my Heavenly Clan. Anyone can go to this matter, but you can't go."

"Father!" Yang Cong wanted to say something, but was interrupted.

"You really can't be a candidate." Mo Yuan spoke, and no one dared to deny it.

At this time, the main account was silent again.

"God, I'm willing to plead for my duty!"

Suddenly, a soldier stood up.

"God, I am a branch of the Heavenly Clan. This time I came here and happened to stay with ten thousand tribes. I am willing to fight for the Heavenly Clan!" The soldier looked firm and was not afraid of Mo Yuan's words.

"But the Sujin tribe!" Mo Yuan said.

"That's right!" the soldier nodded.

"Okay!" Mo Yuan admired this very much and admired it very much.

And just then, a voice came.

"Mo Yuan..."

Everyone looked at the words of Yaoguang War God wearing silver armor.

"In terms of bravery and good at fighting, I am the only one in this tent. I am afraid that Qing Cang would not believe it if he sent an unknown general to lead the troops." Speaking of this, Yaoguang War God looked at Mo Yuan: "I would like to lead 10,000 soldiers myself and offer another head for you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the tent looked at Yaoguang War God in shock.

No one expected that these people were worse than a woman.

It can be said that this is a shame.

But in this big tent, there is no distinction between men and women, only strength.

Yaoguang's God of War is powerful, and it can be said that everyone admits it.

"This road is destined to be gone but not back." Mo Yuan also looked at Yaoguang War God with some touch in his heart.
Chapter completed!