In the Ice Age, I stockpiled billions of supplies

Chapter 1273

The Burial Master and the Golden Winged Alien left the gate of the Demon Kingdom, which had now turned into a huge pool of blood.

Zhang Yi was a little curious, but he didn't dare to really go close to check.

He thought silently that the other two unidentified Ipsilons might approach.

So he held his breath and waited silently in the distance.

As a result, he waited for a full hour.

Zhang Yi even thought that the two people had left.

But finally, just when he was about to lose control, he saw the tall alien in black combat uniform return to the gate of the Demon Kingdom.

The tall alien first squatted down and carefully checked the blood pool, then stood up and walked straight towards the gate.

He waded through the sticky blood pool and came to the door step by step. For safety reasons, he held the guardian shield in his left hand and the knight's sword in his right hand.

After arriving at the gate, he carefully tested it, then suddenly raised the knight's sword in his hand high, and then chopped it on the huge door!

Boom! ! !

The raging black flames filled the sky, and the terrifying power made Zhang Yi in the distance feel the trembling of the earth.

But the dark red door did not move at all. The full-strength attack of the White Chariot-level alien only left a deep scratch on the door, but did not shatter it.

From this, it can be seen how strong this door used to seal the demons was.

Seeing this, the tall alien took a few steps back, seemed to ponder a few words, and then left this place.

Zhang Yi could clearly feel that the power of his attack was no less than his full-strength attack.

This person's strength was definitely not inferior to his.

Zhang Yi thought for a long time in his mind, and he didn't expect that there was such a master in Huaxu Country.

If there really was one, he would never have seen it.

But the other party gave up attacking the gate of the Demon Kingdom, which proved that he could not open it by his own strength.

Then, Zhang Yi and the others could not open it either.

Zhang Yi waited for a long time, and he wanted to see if the golden-armored alien would make the next move.

Sure enough, not long after, the golden-armored alien also came to the gate.

However, he just stretched out his hand, felt the sword marks left by the tall alien, smiled and shook his head, and then turned and left without hesitation.

Zhang Yi only realized at this time that if he wanted to enter the Demon Kingdom, his own strength alone was not enough.

That was an extremely special area that seemed to be able to suppress the supernatural power, and even Zhang Yi's spatial power could not penetrate it.

Then, there was only one way to enter the Demon Kingdom, that is, to follow the Pudge family into the country after the Chuan Zhao Dharma Assembly.

But who are these guys?

A layer of dark clouds floated in Zhang Yi's heart. The five Ipsilons, looking at the entire world today, are a gorgeous top-level alien event.

The last time so many Ipsilons gathered was in Shengjing.

However, it was obvious that these people were not old acquaintances.

When they fought against the Burial Master and the Golden Winged Alien, they all showed great strength. Even if they would deliberately conceal their abilities, they could not keep too much in that situation.

Zhang Yi could be sure of one thing-Zhang Yi had never come into contact with these people.

Because the ability characteristics of the aliens were extremely obvious and not so easy to conceal.

"The situation here is too complicated. The Burial Master of Sangjia Temple seemed to have known that we were coming a long time ago, and deliberately laid out here, using our hands to open the seal of the Demon Kingdom."

"Did the Pudge family participate in it?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes.

He even suspected that he and other mysterious Ipsilons were tricked by the Southwest Region.

On the surface, they pretended to fight internally, but in fact, they used this as an excuse to lure many masters to come.

But soon, Zhang Yi denied this idea in his mind.

If the Southwest Region is a solid block, they will have enough power to invite the aliens from various regions of Huaxu Country to come to help.

After all, a united region, coupled with Ipsilon who has the power of Tantric Buddhism and can reach the 20,000-point Black Chariot level, no one dares to think about their Demonic Kingdom treasures.

There is no need to go around in circles to act.

Zhang Yi rubbed his eyebrows. This question is a bit complicated. For a while, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't figure it out.

So he decided to go back to Yang Xinxin to discuss it and see what advice she could give.

As for the Demonic Kingdom Gate, no one can get in now anyway, so let's wait and see.

There is still a week before the Chuan Zhao Dharma Assembly is held, which is enough for them to do many things.

After thinking, Zhang YiTurning around, after using the intelligent system to determine his position, he opened the dimensional door and shuttled out of the Great Snow Mountain.

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On the other side, Liang Yue and Mu Yan were investigating the entire territory of the Page family.

They hated the evil deeds of the Page family, but at this time they did not dare to act rashly.

But at this time, a camp of the Page family was attacked by the rebels.

Liang Yue and Mu Yan looked at each other and decided to go and take a look.

The rebels are a civilian force in the southwest region, and are called the source of chaos in the snowy plateau by the four chieftains.

However, at this time, watching what the Page family did, Liang Yue and Mu Yan began to think about the meaning of the existence of those rebels.

Perhaps, the rebels who resisted the four chieftains and Sangjia Temple can represent "justice".

This "justice" should still be put in quotation marks. Before contact, no one can figure out whether they are good or bad.

Therefore, Liang Yue and Mu Yan quickly passed through and prepared to spy secretly.

This is a camp where serfs live. Usually, there are private soldiers guarding nearby.

However, at night, there are not many private soldiers patrolling, and only a few people are walking around with guns.

In the snowy plateau, the private soldiers are not worried that these serfs will escape.

Because if they leave here, they have nowhere to go.

Although they live like pigs and dogs here, and there is a risk of being taken for "sacrifice" at any time, they can at least live for a while longer.

But without the protection of the four chieftains, none of them can survive a day.

It's like a flock of sheep raised by a farmer. The owner occasionally slaughters a few sheep, and most of the sheep can still survive.

And the sheep that leave the farm can be killed by anyone.

Even the leader of the private guards once joked.

For these serfs, there is no need for chains to restrain them. Just draw a circle on the snow with a stick, and they will stay inside obediently and never dare to run out.

They don't think of it as a cage, but rather as a protection for them.

But the most frustrating thing is that, in a sense, this is the truth.