Seeing the notice issued by the Intelligence Bureau, Yang Dai decided not to enter the deep domain. The Great Wei Immortal Cultivation World had been washed away by blood, and the remaining small forces were probably going to flee. If he wanted to expand the Yin people, he would have to return to the wilderness, and the journey would be delayed.

Yang Dai continued to use his tablet to browse the information on the front line of the beast tide.

A group of core Yin people were watching TV.

"Tsk tsk, is this what you call the earth? What a rich demonic atmosphere, which is far away."

"There are so many demon kings, so I'm in trouble."

"The Nine Nether Gate Gate has not opened yet, and the battle situation is so severe."

"The world of strange people is really not easy."

"What's wrong with the demon clan in this world, why is it so violent?"

The Yin people were talking, and they all understood that they would join the war soon.

All the forums in Secret Network were in panic, and the public opinion of Skynet was even more intense. The battles participated by the five national pillars were actually retreating step by step, and the situation was heading towards the worst direction.

At present, three more Guozhus rushed to Longjiang Province.

Yang Dai suddenly frowned. He was reading a news post on the Secret Network, titled "List of Temporary Missing Persons".

There is Huli's name inside!

When he thought of the big brother who likes to flatter him and invites him to drink spiritual wine at any time, his anger comes up.

He quickly called Zhang Zhanyun, and the answer was answered soon.

"Hully is missing?"

"Well, but it doesn't matter now. You should understand what the situation is now and you can't affect the entire situation due to personal life and death."

"Are you going to bet on your mind? Is it almost here?"

"It's almost done, if you want to rush to the front line, you can come."

"good!"

Yang Dai hung up the call, he stood up, thought for a while, but walked to the windowsill to call his parents.

He called Yang Teng, and he was afraid that his mother would cry because she was too worried.

"Hey, dad."

"Xiao Dai, why do you call me on your own initiative?"

"I……"

Yang Dai suddenly felt a little confused about what to say. There was a terrifying evil demon hidden in the Nine Nether Gate. Even if he was already very powerful, he might not be absolutely sure to come back.

But no matter what, he must stand up and not come out again. When the beast tide enters the inland, the situation will be even worse.

"Go, I have me at home, don't tell your mother. I'll tell you, your dad is useless, you can only try not to cause trouble, not put pressure on you, do it well, I'll wait for your good news before the live broadcast!" Yang Teng cursed and smiled, not sad or worried at all.

The pressure in Yang Dai's heart suddenly dissipated a lot, his whole body was filled with strength, and he smiled proudly: "Then you just wait for your son to be the savior. I must be even more powerful than Xiong Lie."

The father and son finished the call without saying much, while Yang Dai began to prepare to set off.

On the other side.

Traveling to the western Han Dynasty, the wind city, and the wartime reserve factory.

Yang Teng put down his cell phone and subconsciously sat down, but he couldn't sit firmly and sat on the ground.

The workers next to him looked at him, and one of them smiled and said, "Old Yang, have you been raped by the one in your family again?"

The work pressure in the reserve factory is very small, the welfare is high, and the maximum protection can be obtained, so most of the workers here do not have the pressure of life. Yang Teng will drink with them when he is fine. A few days ago, they couldn't help drinking, and when they were drunk, they were scolded when they came home.

Yang Teng got up, and he walked to a middle-aged man next to him and said, "Old Li, give me a cigarette."

The middle-aged man glared and scolded, "I want to use it again? If you don't give me my lighter, you haven't given me my lighter yet!"

Yang Teng cursed: "My son is going to the front line, what's wrong with rubbing a cigarette?"

As soon as these words were spoken, other workers surrounded them. They didn't know who Yang Dai's son was, but they all could empathize because almost all their children were in the battle situation and the intelligence bureau, so they empathized with it.

A group of middle-aged men began to suck and worry about their children.

...

Outside the base, Yang Dai took a sword handed to him by the staff. This sword was the highest-grade magic sword in the base. Although it was not a magic weapon, it was enough.

The new director asked: "Bawang, wait, I'll arrange a plane for you."

Yang Dai said: "No need, I will fly over by myself."

A black pattern appeared between his eyebrows, and the black air spread under his feet. The burly black-hearted Holy Lord as strong as a hill rose up and flew into the air quickly, turning into a huge black eagle, stopping above the base.

The soldiers and staff in the base exclaimed, and some people even took out their weapons. Fortunately, the base radio rang in time:

"This is the Yin Zong of the Demon King of Overlords, and no one is allowed to attack."

Demon King Yin Zhong!

The word "Demon King" shocked everyone.

Yang Dai jumped up and landed on the back of the Black-Hearted Holy Lord. The Black-Hearted Holy Lord immediately flew towards the Longjiang Province. He didn't know the map, but he could feel the demonic energy over there.

The new director immediately ordered the assistant beside him: "Transfer messages to all intelligence agencies along the way immediately, and don't stop the overlord from the river."

"yes!"

The assistant immediately ran back to the work building. The new director watched the terrifying figure of the Black-Hearted Holy Lord leaving and murmured: "Old Hu, you are right. This kid is more reliable than the surface."

...

Boom! Boom! Boom...

There were roars and explosions in the ruined city blocks. Looking up, there were trialists fighting with monsters everywhere, and missiles were shot in the air from time to time.

Ye Qiuxian leaned against a building, covered in blood. He gasped. There were five other trialists next to him, Xiaodie was there, and he was also there. He had made up for it in the past two days.

"What should we do? We can't even find the safe route for evacuation now."

A trialist said anxiously that the weakest team is also the Heart Ring Realm. There were originally dozens of people, but now there are only a few of them. Their mission is mainly to investigate front-line intelligence, but there are too many monsters, and it is inevitable to encounter battles.

Ye Qiuxian gasped and said, "If you can't retreat, then fight to the death."

His eyes glanced at the five comrades-in-arms. The man who was asking about it changed drastically, but he did not dodge his eyes.

Ye Qiuxian looked at Xiaodie and said, "I told you all, don't come. If you don't listen, you can only die in battle together."

Xiaodie wiped the sweat from her face and smiled and said, "Anyway, I have to join the war. If I don't go with you, maybe I will die faster. If I die, just die. I'm not afraid."

The other four trialists laughed, and they were forcing their faces to laugh, but they were indeed not afraid of death.

A bang!

A figure smashed through the building opposite them, glass fragments fell like rain, and electric sparks caused by torn wall lines continued.

Ye Qiuxian and the other six quickly turned their heads to look, and their faces changed drastically.

I saw the naked upper body walking out of the ruins of the building tremblingly. His upper body was covered with blood and had even been frozen. His right arm was broken, and bones could be seen on his shoulders. He was extremely miserable.

Xiong Lie ignored Ye Qiuxian and looked into the distance. The smoke of gunpowder made the air of the city burn, and the space seemed to be twisting. A figure was floating above the city, like a god or a demon, standing proudly in the sky. It was a demon king, with a human body and bird head, and a pair of wings spread ten feet behind it. He held a long staff in his hand, and the top was as sharp as a bird's claw. In the sky behind him, countless demon birds circling, raging the occupied city.

"Grandma's... can anyone come to save me this time?"

Xionglie spitted blood and cursed, for some reason, for no reason, he inexplicably thought of the scene he had traveled to the western province of Han.
Chapter completed!