Yang Cong, who was about to swing his sword again, made a great thrust behind him, and a force instantly pushed Yang Cong out of the range of the Donghuang Bell.

After Mo Yuan withdrew Yang Cong again, he pointed his sword at the Donghuang Bell, turned into a ray of inspiration and flew into the Donghuang Bell.

"Boom..."

Just as everyone was watching, the Eastern Emperor Bell that destroyed the world began to shrink.

At this time, among the entire Donghuang Bell, there were only Mo Yuan and Yi Jun Qingcang.

Anyone who stands here knows that this Donghuang Zhong was originally created by Mo Yuan, and Yi Jun Qingcang will inevitably be doomed this time.

Seeing that the Donghuang Zhong was shrinking little by little, Mo Yuan, who was concerned about by the Tian Clan, had not yet come out.

"Master!" Si Yin cried bitterly at this time, which was something he didn't want to see.

"Boom..."

A few roars, just like the restrictions on the Donghuang Bell were lifted at the beginning, but the Donghuang Bell is now being restricted little by little.

After a moment, everyone looked at the Donghuang Bell standing there in the Ruoshui River and understood something.

Yi Jun Qingcang was sealed in the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Look at the sky!"

I don’t know who shouted, everyone looked up at the sky and found that there was a floating corpse in the sky for some reason, and a corpse without any vitality.

"Master!" Seeing this, Si Yin instantly soared into the air and hugged the corpse.

When he came to the ground and looked at Mo Yuan who had lost his vitality, Si Yin burst into tears.

"Why! Why do you need this!"

Si Yin yelled, but no one answered him.

All the disciples of Mo Yuan beside him knelt in front of Mo Yuan, and shed tears like Si Yin.

Every descendant of the Tian Clan present bowed his head and was silent. Although he was crying like those disciples of Mo Yuan, he felt uncomfortable...

The fall of a god is still from their heavenly clan, which is the least willing to see them.

.........

"All the gods, this is the surrender book of my wing tribe."

Originally, this was supposed to be said by Li Yuan, the eldest prince of the Wing Clan, but Li Yuan was still killed by Yang Cong. Now, the second prince of the Wing Clan is here to submit a letter of surrender on behalf of the Wing Clan.

Li Yuan didn't want to say much about this, after all, he was unwilling to start this war.

But he is just a powerless prince, and anyone who wants to listen to what he says?

At this moment, Si Yin, who was still immersed in the pain of losing his master, suddenly stood up.

"Submitting books? What's the use of surrendering books?"

Si Yin looked at the Yi tribe members kneeling on the ground and being surrendered with cold expression.

And at the forefront are departure and rouge.

When everyone heard Si Yin's appearance, they knew what Si Yin wanted to do.

"Seventeen, don't do anything randomly!" Mo Yuan's eldest disciple Diefeng hurriedly grabbed Si Yin.

"I want you to pay for my master!" Si Yin shook off Die Feng, and there was a folding fan in his hand.

The folding fan was wide open, and a slap in Si Yin's hand. In an instant, most of the Wing tribe members who were kneeling on the ground were blown into the air.

"Seventeen, this matter is about the people of the world, don't be reckless!"

Diefeng and Zilan held Si Yin and asked Si Yin to stop the next attack.

"Si Yin..." Seeing Si Yin like this, he was also mixed with feelings when he left the country.

"Seventeen, now the master has passed away." Die Feng said: "The next thing should be left to the Crown Prince. You and I can't make a decision. Moreover, this matter is related to the people of the world, so you can't be reckless."

"Yes." Zilan nodded: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is still healing his wounds, so it should be done soon. Let's wait for the Crown Prince's Palace to deal with it."

At this time, the Yi tribe members were all looking at me and I looked at you, and they didn’t know what to do.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

Hearing the shouts, everyone looked at Yang Cong in white robe slowly walked from the crowd.

"What happened?" Yang Cong asked.

"Yang Cong...you will avenge my master, right?" Si Yin grabbed Yang Cong's sleeve.

"That's natural." Yang Cong nodded: "The God of Mo Yuan has kindness to me, so it should be like this."

"Then all the Yi tribe members who I want to hurt my master will die!" Si Yin gritted her teeth, with hatred on her face.

Just as Si Yin was waiting for Yang Cong's answer, everyone around him spoke.

"Your Highness, think twice!"

"Your Highness, think twice!"

"Your Highness, think twice!"

Everyone around them knelt on one knee, put their hands in front of them, and bowed to Yang Cong.

The reason for this is that Yang Cong is the deputy commander who accepted the fate of the Heavenly Lord. Now that Mo Yuan is dead, Yang Cong is the commander, and his words are naturally military orders.

At this moment, not only the Tian Clan people were waiting for Yang Cong to answer, but also the Yi Clan people were also waiting for Yang Cong's answer.

Li Yuan and Yanzhi looked at Yang Cong with their eyes, wanting to know how Yang Cong will answer next.

Yang Cong said: "Si Yin, do you really want them to die?"

"Yes!" Si Yin nodded.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" The immortals around the heavenly clan wanted to say something, but they were stopped by Yang Cong waved his hand.

"I have my own ideas." Yang Cong said and came to the state of departure.

Looking at the young man standing in front of him, Li Yuan felt uncomfortable and could not show any good expression on his face.

The same goes for rouge.

Yang Cong's palm opened slightly, and a suction force instantly sucked the Shun Shu in his hand from leaving the country into his hand.

"I've accepted the book of surrender."

The moment Yang Cong said this, everyone present let out a light breath, but only Si Yin.

"Why...why!" Si Yin roared.

"Si Yin, you are already crazy." Yang Cong shook his head and waved his hand. Si Yin instantly lost consciousness and was about to fall to the ground.

Yang Cong appeared beside Si Yin, hugged Si Yin, turned his head and looked at Diefeng: "Diefeng."

"Your Highness, the wind is stacked!"

"You will bring Si Yin to Kunlunxu later. I will go back to Kunlunxu in a few days."

"yes!"

After handing Si Yin to Die Feng, Yang Cong turned his head and looked at Li Yuan again: "Your elder brother was killed by me, do you hate him!"

"No hatred!" Li Zhen shook his head.

The other heavenly clans did not believe this when Li Yuan said this. You should know that Li Yuan is Li Yuan's elder brother. How could he not hate him if he was killed by Yang Cong?

But only Yang Cong knew that Li Yuan really did not hate him. Li Yuan was his enemy. After Yang Cong killed him, he also avenged him in disguise.

"I am the prince of the Heavenly Clan. Although I have not been awarded the crown prince seal yet, I have enough power to decide the future of the Yi Clan." Yang Cong said: "From today, Qing Cang will be abolished as Yi Jun, and the new Yi Jun will be replaced by the second prince of the Yi Clan. Who has any objection?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise! We have no objection!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise! We have no objection!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise! We have no objection!"

The few resonances around him also agreed with Yang Cong's approach.
Chapter completed!