Chapter 12545 Do you want to see me?

"What are the casualties?"

Ling Xiao watched the battle between Jin Yan and the old man from the Holy Hall, thinking of a countermeasure while asking Ji Mingkong beside him.

"There were a lot of injuries, but not many deaths."

Ji Mingkong said: "Twelve members of the Tyrant Cavalry died, but none of the Monster Legion died. Those monsters are very strong, and with the equipment you gave them, it is not easy for them to die. In addition, we are basically in an advantageous position, so, although it is not a complete victory, it is also a hearty victory."

"Please take good care of those twelve Tyrant Riders and don't let their families suffer any harm."

Ling Xiao ordered.

"Don't worry, I've dealt with this kind of thing a lot. Those who shed blood for our Tyrant Empire will not shed it in vain."

Ji Mingkong said: "In addition, I will add those from the reserve team."

"Ok!"

Ling Xiao nodded. Although he didn't want anyone to die, war was bound to be without casualties. This time, it was actually good. Only twelve Tyrant Riders died.

Although it's not perfect, war is cruel.

In comparison, their results can only be described as earth-shattering and awe-inspiring.

The 150,000-strong coalition army of five tribes and seven powerful warriors in the Flying Sky Realm were all killed!

The spoils captured were countless.

You know, in the battle between warriors, spirit stones are the most basic thing, so the spirit stones these people brought are at least tens of trillions.

These spiritual stones can completely free the Tyrant Empire from any worries.

Not to mention the captured magical weapons and secret manuals.

This time, the Tyrant Empire has a large number of troops that can be equipped with king-level equipment.

This is just the harvest of this battle.

You know, the five tribes were destroyed.

The Cage and the Ghost Bird will take half of the harvest, and the other half will have to be handed over to them.

They will get more.

If we don't count the twelve dead Tyrant Riders, this was truly a complete victory, which no one would have expected.

Of course, the battle is not entirely over yet.

Over there, Jin Yan was obviously running out of steam.

After all, he used special means to improve his combat power, and the old man in the holy hall was a genuine powerful man in the Eternal Realm.

"Trouble!"

Zulong frowned and said, "This one Buxi Realm can destroy the entire Tyrant Empire. We have no power to fight back."

When warriors reach a certain level, the army becomes a joke.

Below the Feitian Realm, perhaps the number of troops will become the key to the outcome of the war, but above the Feitian Realm, the influence of the army is almost negligible.

A strong man in the Unstoppable Realm can kill tens of thousands of warriors with one strike.

If the number does not reach tens of billions or hundreds of billions, it would be too difficult to kill a strong one.

Therefore, above the Feitian Realm, the battles between countries are basically duels between masters, and the existence of the army becomes less important.

"Jin Yan, come back!"

Ling Xiao shouted.

Although Jin Yan didn't know why Ling Xiao asked him to come back, he really couldn't hold on any longer, and he trusted Ling Xiao.

So, he stretched out his body and returned to Ling Xiao's side.

"Quickly remove your power and concentrate on recovery. The aftereffects of this should be very serious, right?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Nothing, just can't get out of bed for a few days."

Jin Yan grinned.

He made the serious sequelae sound like nothing happened.

"Don't be so impulsive next time, you little brat. I have a way to deal with that old man!"

Ling Xiao patted Jin Yan's shoulder, then looked at Ji Mingkong and said, "Tell the army to clean up the battlefield. Leave that old guy to me."

As he spoke, he soared into the air.

He stretched out his ice wings and looked coldly at the old man who was also floating in the air.

"Your Excellency's status in the Holy Hall should be quite high, right? A strong man in the Unresting Realm is considered a master in the entire Northern Frontier, right?"

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"Boy, your methods are indeed terrible, and your allies are also unexpected! However, even the woman who secretly helped you is only half a step away, so I don't take it seriously."

The old man said coldly.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"What I want to say is that no matter how outstanding you are, you should not provoke the Holy Temple!"

The old man said coldly: "These should be all your strength now, but unfortunately, they are still no match for my attack! The young master of the Golden Crow Cave is indeed amazing, but unfortunately, he can't defeat me even with his external weapons."

"You're right. Without a true master, everything is nothing!"

Ling Xiao nodded and said, "I strongly agree with this, but are you sure there is no one behind me? I must remind you that it is not too late to leave now. Otherwise, once the person behind me makes a move, you will not even have a chance to escape!"

"Hahahaha, kid, you're really good at bluffing."

The old man laughed loudly: "Unfortunately, you can't fool me. Those cowards may be afraid of the non-existent masters you mentioned, but I am not afraid."

"Really? Then go ahead!"

Ling Xiao was actually unwilling to let the boss of the Magic Needle Space take action.

Firstly, he didn't want to reveal too much.

Secondly, every time those big guys take action, they will consume energy, and once it is consumed, they will disappear completely.

But if the other party insisted on seeking death, he wouldn't mind.

"This time, let me do it!"

The voice of Demon Sword Saint Xiao Yan rang out: "My energy is already very limited, and it may be gone after this battle. But Demon Lord, I am very pleased to see your outstanding performance. I believe that we will meet again in the near future."

"Xiao Yan! Don't you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Long Yun asked with a frown.

"With the Demon Lord here, why worry about not being able to complete it?"

Xiao Yan smiled and said, "Besides, my clone can't actually do much. Demon Lord, if you have the opportunity to go to the Holy Mountain in the future, please help me take care of the 'Heavenly Sword Villa'. In fact, this Heavenly Sword Villa was founded by my descendants."

"Of course, if you don't have time, forget it. After all, I'm not that familiar with them."

After saying this, Xiao Yan suddenly appeared.

Regardless of whether Ling Xiao agrees or not, he will participate in this battle today.

The purpose of their clones' existence is to help the Demon Lord. Hiding in the magic needle space will actually consume energy. Although it is not much, it will continue to consume. Even if they do not fight today, they will disappear in the future.

It would be better to have a vigorous battle.

What's more, everything his clone could pass on to Ling Xiao has already been given to him, and its only use is in combat.

"You want to see me?"

Xiao Yan appeared and looked coldly at the old man in the temple opposite.

The old man suddenly felt a chill running down his bones, and a feeling of fear rose in his heart.

Xiao Yan's eyes were cold and sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath, making people dare not look directly at him. (End of this chapter)