"Don't worry." Youming gave him a blank look, then asked, "How are you going to fight this battle?"

Ye Xiong told her his thoughts.

"Your method can still be motivated, but don't underestimate the Demon Army, their strength is unimaginable." Youming said seriously: "We don't have much chance of winning, you must be careful."

"Isn't you there? Is there anything I have to worry about?" Ye Xiong said with a smile.

Next, the two talked about the details and saw that the time was about the same, and then Ye Xiong walked towards the guest house.

Laike Tower is the largest restaurant in the city of Death. When Ye Xiong went there, many people arrived.

Tang Si and Batu Balin from the Western Regions; Dragon Eighteen and Dragon Eighteen in the Eastern Region; Meng's siblings from the Northern Region; Wu Potian and his group of people from the foreign powers, in addition to this, some powerful monks gathered here.

In addition to the Southern Region, all the top masters of each person's forces gathered here.

Ye Xiong walked into the crowd and was about to say something, but suddenly he walked up to a subordinate and said, "City Lord, the monk from the Southern Region is asking for a visit."

Ye Xiong waved his hand and said, "Tell them that the City of Death will not accept people from the Southern Region."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from outside. A scholar in his forties, wearing a white Confucian robe walked in and said, "I have been listening to rumors that the King of Jiangnan is a broad-minded person. Now when I see it, I am very disappointed!"

Behind the scribe, three monks were followed, one of whom was a monk, the other was an old man in black, and the last one was a short woman in her forties with short hair, with triangular eyes and bad eyes.

"What do you guys call me?" Ye Xiong asked calmly.

These people only have the momentum of the late stage of foundation building, but from their expressions and demeanor, you can tell at a glance that it is not only the late stage of foundation building. If the other party is really in the late stage of foundation building, it is absolutely impossible to face themselves so calmly.

"I'm Hu Yiming, this is my companion, Monk Jiuyang, Lu Feng, and Sarah."

Hu Yiming pointed at the people around him and introduced him.

"Southern Religion Hu Yiming?"

"It turned out to be him, no wonder he has a kind of elegant taste."

"I heard that Hu Yiming not only has high magic but also has outstanding intelligence. He has received the summons from Arosa several times. Now he sees him, and he is indeed well-known."

Various sounds sounded around it, and it seemed that this guy was quite famous.

"What are you doing? Didn't I say that people from the Southern Region are not welcome?" Ye Xiong said.

"King of Jiangnan, why do you look down on our southern region?"

A figure stood up, and the sound was like a bell. It was Monk Nine Yang.

"Just because you Emperor Nan is a vulgar and shameless woman."

"You are just shameless, what are you?"

The Nine Yang Monk, as his name is, has a bad temper and is not as gentle as a monk.

"Jiuyang, don't speak." Hu Yiming interrupted him, and then said to Ye Xiong: "The Southern Emperor did not care about his past grudges and sent us to assist the City of Death. We originally wanted to help in the dark, but now the City Lord is going to hold an oath meeting. People from the three domains and outside the domain are there, but we lack our Southern Domain. This seems inappropriate? Will the City Lord do this make people think you are a chick-hearted person?"

"Fuck, you Emperor Nan is the chick-hearted person, and our city lord is not." Meng Bing'er stood up and said angrily.

"Since it's not, why would the city lord refuse our southern region in such a battle that concerns the life and death of the cultivation world? Everyone knows that with the help of our southern region, the strength of your city of death will increase a lot!" Hu Yiming said.

Slap sex!

Ye Xiong clapped his palm: "You are worthy of being from the Southern Region. You have learned a lot of quibbling in Aisha Rou."

"I'm talking about facts, not quibbling." Hu Yiming said seriously.

"Since that's the case, in order to show that I'm not a petty person, I can only accept you."

Ye Xiong sighed and pretended to be helpless...

In fact, he was very happy.

The reason why he rejected the Southern Region before was to let everyone know what Arosa had done and torment her reputation.

Now, his goal has been achieved. Now four half-step golden elixir monks have joined. Unless he has a brain sucked, it is absolutely impossible to refuse.

Moreover, they obeyed their orders.

"Since all the people are here, let me talk about a simple combat policy. It's very simple. I want to arrange you into five teams, one in each of the four regions of the east, south, west and north, and one remaining extraterritorial forces. We will compete at that time to see who will kill more demon troops." Ye Xiong said.

As soon as this statement came out, the people from the four domains below the field were all looking at each other secretly, with their own thoughts.

Hu Yiming was secretly shocked. He had heard that the King of Jiangnan was both wise and brave. Now he saw that he was indeed well-known.

With a simple decision, he adjusted the momentum between the four domains.

Let me ask, which domain wants to be embarrassed in this battle?

"Let's start taking the oath!"

Ye Xiong stood up, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said loudly: "The city is there, the city is there, and the city is dead."

"The city is there, and the city is dead."

"The city is there, and the city is dead."

Everyone got up, toasted the wine and swore to the city.

...

Qianzhang City, in a huge palace.

The Demon Young Master stood on the hall and looked at the dozens of half-step golden elixir monks below the field, his face gloomy.

"Since our army in the Demon Realm entered the Cultivation Realm, we have been invincible, without the participation of the Golden Pill monks in the war, and they are invincible. But in this small place of the City of Death, four Golden Pill monks were defeated and thousands of brothers died. This is simply a shame for us."

"Now, a group of strong men have gathered in the City of Death. Under the leadership of the King of Jiangnan, a sworn meeting was held. The city is there, and the city is dead. I said, do you have confidence?" The Demon Master shouted?

"have!"

A frenzy sound rang.

"Tomorrow we will lead our troops north and the troops will come to the city and kill them without leaving any armor."

"Commander, what tactics will we use to deal with them tomorrow?"

A man in a black robe asked on the field.

"My tactics are only one word, which is: do it. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many tactics there are, they are useless."

"Capture the city of death and kill the King of Jiangnan."

"Capture the city of death and kill the King of Jiangnan."

The noisy sound almost lifted the hall up.

...

The next morning, the sky was gray.

Ye Xiong was still meditating, and the sound of a bell rang outside.

This sound is a warning bell for the arrival of a great enemy.

Ye Xiong walked out of the room, and a group of people were already waiting for him.

"Let's go out and have a look."

The group walked out.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Countless monks soared into the sky, densely packed, floating in the air, looking into the distance.

Not long after, a dark figure appeared in sight, floating towards here like dark clouds.

The army of the Demon Realm has finally arrived.
Chapter completed!