After quitting the state of cultivation, Ye Fan looked at Jin Shan and others who were covered in blood and returned one by one. Although their bodies were tired, their minds were still very excited.

"Let's have a good rest first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow if you have something to do!"

Seeing that Wang Sheng and others were about to report, Ye Fan directly refused.

After saying that, he himself returned to the city lord's mansion.

...

The next day, deep in the underground of Beicang, in the ancient temple.

The Lord was sitting upright in the main position, discussing plans with the powerful people with the generals on both sides.

At this moment, a hurried figure stumbled into the palace and reported: "Master Pluto, big...thing is not good!"

"What's wrong?" Looking at his panic, Pluto's face turned gloomy.

"In the battle yesterday, Ye Fan defeated the prehistoric land, and suffered heavy casualties!"

The figure said in a crying voice.

"Isn't it that the Zhuifeng and Xueji were appointed there to pass through? Why did the trouble still happen? Let's talk about it in detail!"

Pluto couldn't believe it.

"According to the news from General Zhui Feng Ming, she led 800,000 disciples to attack Jinchang City yesterday and decided to take Lingzhou. As a result, she was defeated by Ye Fan's city army and youth troops. General Youye Ming and General Xue Ji Ming were all killed by Ye Fan, and the disciples of Netherworld lost more than 600,000!"

"What?"

Hearing this, the faces of the people in the hall changed slightly, and Pluto stood up and said angrily, "Didn't I let them complete the mission? Why did you attack Lingzhou for a long time?"

"This... I don't know much about it. Zhui Feng Ming is in a worrying situation at this moment and wants to ask for help!"

The figure trembled.

"Ask for help? These useless wastes are simply losing my face!"

After hearing this, Hades burst into anger.

"Master Pluto, why don't I go there. I will definitely capture that kid alive, bring him here, and be sentenced to death!"

A middle-aged man with a expressionless face stood up. Among the many generals, his aura was the strongest, standing in front.

"Who will suppress the old guys in the capital? Will they attack here?"

Pluto immediately asked in response, revealing helplessness and hatred.

His strength alone is not enough to compete with all the strong men in the capital, otherwise he would have sent all the generals of the underworld to the prehistoric world long ago.

"Then what should we do now? If we can't get the prehistoric land, the situation will be unfavorable to us!"

The middle-aged man had a hint of sadness, "Don't forget that the prehistoric land still has its roots. As long as chasing the wind can complete the task I gave her, he will definitely defeat Ye Fan and his youth team."

After pacifying the anger in his heart, he calmly said.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man stopped talking and did not doubt what Pluto said.

"You sent me my order to Zhuifeng. This time I failed, I asked her to take full responsibility. As long as I completed that task, I would reinforce her. If I couldn't finish it, I'll die there!"

The Holy One glanced at the informer and said ruthlessly.

"yes!"

After hearing this, the informer hurriedly retreated, leaving everyone in the hall with a depressing atmosphere.

Two great generals of the underworld were killed and 600,000 disciples were destroyed, which was indeed a great blow to the current Netherworld clan.

If this news reaches the capital, their confrontation will become more and more difficult.

...

At the same time, Ye Fan's surprise and understanding voice came from the lord of Jinchang City's mansion: "Six hundred thousand, that's really a heavy blow!"

"Yes, this time Pluto is afraid he will vomit blood!"

Wang Sheng and others all smiled and nodded.

The joy of winning the whole thing has not yet dissipated.

"Then what about our own casualties?"

Ye Fan asked immediately.

"The youth team lost 80,000, and the city army lost 140,000. All of them should be 220,000 disciples!"

Qing Shiyu explained on the side.

While saying this, the atmosphere of joy gradually subsided and became a little sad.

Since there is a battle, there will inevitably be casualties. This is an inevitable thing. The so-called elites are killed from life and death.

It is an excellent result to trade 220,000 for 600,000.

At the same time, Ye Fan also understood a little in his heart.

His strength soared from the early stage of the second level to the peak of the third level. In addition to the 600,000 disciples and the huge blood and energy of the two great generals, he also had the contribution of these 220,000 of his own people.

Total, the blood and energy of nine hundred thousand soul-level powerful men prompted his strength to ascend.

From this we can see the difficulty of improving the realm of Transformation, especially for Ye Fan, who has three great holy ridges, what he needs is a huge amount of cultivation.

"Do you know where the remaining disciples of the Netherworld have fled?"

Ye Fan gradually got to the point.

"We don't know this either. Nearly 200,000 disciples fled in front. When we kill all the people behind, they have already left!"

Wang Sheng replied with some shame and helplessness.

"Well, then I'll send someone to explore the prehistoric lands and try to find them out!"

Ye Fan nodded and ordered.

"Okay, then what should we do next?"

After Wang Sheng agreed, he immediately asked.

He seemed to have regarded Ye Fan as the new governor of the prehistoric world.

"It's very simple. Go to Xunzhou. Whether there are any disciples in the Netherworld there, we must take back this place!" Ye Fan said lightly.

Hearing this, everyone went down to prepare.

This time they brought half of their troops, because as long as Zhuifeng had a little brain, they would not escape there.

Ye Fan took back Xunzhou just to promote the situation in this prehistoric land.

This will give hope to people in several other states.

One day later, everyone came to Xunlong City, and it was empty inside, leaving a mess and miserable place.

"Let's find a way to deal with all these people!"

Looking at the sea of ​​corpses in front of him, Ye Fan said with a heavy expression.

"This Xunzhou has become a dead place, it's a pity!"

Wang Sheng sighed aside, with nostalgic expression in his eyes.

"It may not be necessary. Although they are dead, they can still help us, and we should avenge them!"

Ye Fan shook his head, and his eyes flashed, and suddenly said something strange to Wang Sheng.

After the words fell, Ye Fan gradually looked at Yun Xuanxi beside him.

Yun Xuanxi understood the truth and immediately stepped forward to report: "Sir, I have sent someone to search for the blood grass around me. I believe the number here will be ten or even a hundred times that of Lingzhou."

"Very good. At that time, I will reward this thing to those who have made the most contributions. Cultivate them to become strong people, and then fight against the elites of the Netherworld clan in the future!"

Ye Fan nodded with a smile and said excitedly.

When the two sides fight, in addition to the strong men from the upper level, their overall strength is also very important.

The overall strength of the city army is worse than that of the youth team, so so many people died.

Ye Fan wants to rely on spiritual soul to build an elite team with strong overall strength. Even if he is not there, this team can still stand alone, making the Netherworld clan frightened. (To be continued)
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