As soon as Su Chen and Zhuang Luyi walked out of the retreat room, they saw that the atmosphere outside was very tense. The low-level monks were nervously preparing for the war and transporting various supplies to the warships in the port.

And the saints of the Su Mansion are also busy.

Kun Sheng, Xuanwu, Kui Niu and others were on inspection, and Wang Ziyang, Annu, Taoyao and others were recruiting various war preparation supplies.

Even the saints of the Birthday are all nervous and are all preparing for the battle.

“What’s the situation?”

Su Chen asked in surprise.

"After you become the Lord of the Birth of the Continent, you will be in seclusion for nearly ten years. Now, the ten-year agreement will come soon. Once you are promoted to the Lord of the Realm, they will pay you a tribute to you at least 10% of the incense!... The Lords of the Continents of the Ten Continents are naturally very unwilling to give in, and they connect them again, preparing to make a last try and force you to withdraw from the Birth of the Continents!"

Zhuang Luyi explained to him helplessly.

Su Chen scratched his head a little.

He took a look at "Sitting Forget" unexpectedly, but nearly ten years passed in a flash.

In the past decade, wars broke out among the saints of the whole continent to compete for the territory of incense.

However, they were all suppressed by the saints such as Kun Sheng, Xuan Wu, and Huo Feng. Although there were constant wars in various parts of the world and wars were always fought every now and then, under the strong suppression of Kun Sheng and others, there was no big mess.

According to the contract set by the eight continents, as long as you become the lord of the continent for ten years, you can automatically be promoted to the lord of the immortal realm of the ten continents.

The other saints of various continents originally expected Su Chen to be trapped in the quagmire of the continent and be frustrated.

Fifty or sixty saints gathered on the Shengzhou Continent, just a powder keg, and they would be crushed to pieces if they were not careful. None of the other continents did not have the ability to shock the Saints of Shengzhou.

As a result, Su Chen actually survived the ten-year period and was about to become the master of the Ten Continents Realm.

The masters of all continents were obviously very disappointed with this.

They were quite unwilling to join forces to defeat Su Chen from the position of Lord of Shengzhou.

If Su Chen was unable to defeat this last battle, he would force him to withdraw from the birth continent. He could only watch him ascend to the position of the master of the Ten Continents' Immortal Realm, and they had to pay obediently tribute to the incense to express obedience.

"How many people have they come?"

Su Chen asked.

"It's not too many. There are 7 continents who have sent saints to come, with about fifty sacred saints, and more than five thousand large warships."

Zhuang Luyi said relaxedly.

Su Chen smiled bitterly, "More than fifty saints and five thousand warships, isn't that much?"

There are only twelve saints in Xuanzhou. The saints of Zuzhou have already returned and probably don’t want to get involved in this battle. There are twelve to fifty, which is almost a huge gap of one to five.

Under normal circumstances, this is almost a sure defeat.

"It's just a group of mobs who are looking forward and looking forward. They all expect others to charge and get a bargain behind. They claim to have more than fifty saints, but how many are willing to risk their lives to fight? As long as the war is unfavorable and the wind is incorrect, they are sure to escape one by one faster than the rabbit!"

Zhuang Luyi disagreed.

Over the years, she has completely seen through these ten continents' fairylands into divine sacred masters.

The older I live, the more I fear death!

In front of countless monks at the bottom, the god-transforming monk is indeed a saint with great majesty, supreme and one word.

But once they encounter a fist that is bigger than themselves, it is difficult to let them fight for their lives. The benefits of transforming gods are too great, and their lifespan is extremely long. In the worst case, if the body is destroyed, as long as the soul is kept immortal, they can carry their memories and be reincarnated and reborn.

Of course, this does not mean that Zhuang Luyi is not afraid of death herself.

Everyone is afraid of death.

But the key is that Su Chen has planted the other side of the shore in the small realm of Lingshan in recent years, and has produced more than a dozen other side of the shore that are as high as sixth level.

Now, each of the saints of the Su Mansion has carried at least one substitute fruit with him to prevent any accidents.

They don’t need to care whether they will be killed. Even if they are attacked, assassinated, or beaten up in groups, they will lose a sixth-level other shore fruit. The deity can escape to a safe place smoothly.

Even if the Mahayana God takes action personally, he will never kill the saints of the Su Mansion who carry the fruit of the other shore.

Unless the Sanxian takes action, it is possible to track down the position of the other side fruit and truly kill them.

But the immortals were all busy over tribulation, fearing that they would not personally deal with these sacred sacred masters.

The twelve saints of Su Mansion who do not take life and death seriously at all, fight against more than fifty rammed saints allied forces, it is hard to say who will defeat and who will win.

Although the pressure is quite high, Zhuang Luyi is still full of confidence in winning.

"Even so, we can't underestimate them!"

Su Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You go and inquire about more information."

"Well, the coalition forces have not arrived in Shengzhou yet and are still flying on the sea! I will take Ah Chou to inquire about their information!"

Zhuang Luyi jumped up, spread out the pair of golden crow holy feathers behind her, and flew away quickly.

She called A Chou, left the continent of Shengzhou and flew to the sea.

She and A Chou are from the Golden Crow clan, and have a natural "Golden Crow Divine Eye" and are best at watching the enemy's situation.

...

On the boundless sea.

A large group of more than 5,000 warships, with bulging sails and murderous intent, flew to the continent of Rebirth.

These warships were flying different banners and their formations were quite loose. They were a coalition force pieced together from the seven continents of the Ten Continents.

With the ten-year agreement coming, there is still the last month left. They watched Su Chen as he was promoted to the Lord of the Fairyland like this, and at least one or two percent of the incense was tributed. It was so painful to think about it, so naturally they were unwilling to accept it.

The last try is good!

It's good to struggle dyingly!

Anyway, I still have to fight this.

Even if you lose in the end, you will be willing to do so.

Four of the seven continents came in person, and the rest of the continents only sent some saints to fight.

"A snake cannot do without a head, it is better for us... to recommend one person to command this battle?!"

The Lord of Changzhou, Master Bi Luo, proposed to the saints.

He hopes that he can lead this battle and defeat the powerful Xuanzhou Su Sheng to accumulate huge reputation.

However, the lords of the continents were silent and no one responded.

Everyone is the master of the continent and is not affiliated with each other. Why should we accept the command of others? If you win, it is your credit, and if you lose, it is the lack of fighting power among the zodiacs.

"We have five times the power of the saints in Xuanzhou. Even if we fight each other and attack each other, we can still win!"

"Yes, there is no need to recommend the leader, and you can destroy the saints of Xuanzhou!"

"After you arrive at Shengzhou, don't be polite with the surname Su. Everyone rushed over and killed him in one go, and drove him out of Shengzhou!"

...

Outside the boundary.

In a small miniature world closest to the Twelve Continents Fairyland, this world is only tens of millions of miles.

The turbid and low sky in the small world was now floating with an extremely large fleet of demons floating, silently staying in place, waiting for orders.

On the largest flagship of the ship group, the bow of the ship was standing at the wild ancient crocodile, the lord of the ancient demon world.

There are also as many as a hundred gods and demons on the ship who have become solemn, all of whom are subordinates of the ancient demon world and the ancient crocodile in the wilderness, with strong combat power.

However, the flagship is not the most respected ancient crocodile.

The ancient crocodile of wilderness looked respectful at this time, standing next to a Mahayana demon god.

The god's lord had golden eyes, covered with golden scales, burly, tall and powerful. He sat on the bow of the boat and drank spiritual tea with a calm expression.

"Master Guardian, based on the information from the inside line, the battle situation of the Ten Continents Fairyland has reached its most critical moment. After this battle, the world master will be born. When will we attack the Ten Continents Fairyland?"

The ancient crocodile asked respectfully.

It has been planning for the fairyland of Ten Continents for a long time. It has both holy traitors from the fairyland of Ten Continents, as well as detailed works that have been lurking in the fairyland of Ten Continents for many years.

"No hurry, wait!"

The golden-eyed demon god nodded lightly, blew the teacup, and took a sip.

The wild ancient crocodile was confused.

Wait a little longer?

It doesn't know what to wait for.

This time, it led hundreds of demon saints from the ancient demon world to come in large numbers, lurking in the nearest fairyland of Ten Continents, ready to attack at any time, and it can be said that it is full of people.

There is only one purpose, to include the Ten Continents Immortal Land within the sphere of influence of the Demon Moon Sect!

For this reason, the Yaoyue Sect sent a guardian golden-eyed demon god to supervise the battle.

"Master Guardian, Su Chen is the Holy Lord of the Human Clan. Once he becomes the Lord of the Realm, he may not be willing to join the Demon Moon Sect. Why don't we directly support a Realm Master in the Immortal Land of the Ten Continents and directly join the Demon Moon Alliance? This will save you a lot of trouble."

The ancient crocodile was a little confused and asked carefully.
To be continued...