Chapter 1833 Hundred Thousand Saints

The city lord of Fenghuo City could not respond to Lu Chen's question, so he had to enter trance on the spot, release his spiritual consciousness, fly countless billions of miles, and go to the higher-ups of Zhongzhou City for instructions.

After about an hour, the Lord of Fenghuo City regained his consciousness and made an announcement on the spot.

"Zhongzhou City has just issued a notice that the crisis in Beacon City has been resolved. All recruitment orders have ended, and the warriors who came to support can go back."

At that moment, the entire Beacon City was in a sensation, with millions of warriors jumping for joy and excitement.

The call-up is finally over.

They can finally go back.

There are as many as one million warriors recruited this time!

If Wufang City hadn't suddenly increased its troops in large numbers and launched a massive attack, there would have been no need to recruit millions of warriors to support them.

Normally, the intensity of the war in the Land of Chaos is not that great. It is enough to have hundreds of thousands of warriors stationed in Beacon City.

Because the Wufang City opposite also has about the same number of troops.

"Lu Chen, I hope you will stay and continue to be the battle commander of Beacon City. If you want to be the leader of Beacon City, I can also give up your position!"

The Lord of Fenghuo City actually said this, "With you in charge, Wufang City is afraid of you and must not act rashly!"

"As long as I'm here, don't even think about five years of peace. There will only be more wars!"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Several races across from me all have grudges against me. As long as I'm not here, they can't find trouble."

"this……"

Hearing this, the city lord of Fenghuo City showed a look of regret, "What a pity. If not for this, you really could have suppressed those evil spirits in Wufang City."

"Lord Lian is okay too!"

Lu Chen conveniently put Lian Jia on the table.

"No, no, no, I can't. I'm just an ordinary warrior, not that powerful."

Lianjia waved his hand quickly.

"You will get it sooner or later!"

Lu Chen smiled, took out a brocade box and stuffed it into Lian Jia's hand.

When Lian opened the frame and took a look, he was stunned and stunned, and his eyesight was distorted by joy.

That brocade box was filled with nine-marked alchemy saints, hundreds of them!

He holds an important position in Fenghuo City, and he only takes five Saint Pills every month, with four lines and five lines.

Lu Chen was really generous with his gifts. He gave away nine-marked Saint Pills and hundreds of them. I don’t know where they came from?

The potency of the Nine-Line Saint Pill is many times that of the Four-Line and Five-Line Pill. He will definitely improve greatly if he uses it to practice.

This batch of Nine Marks Saint Pills may not be able to help him become a true king.

But this can definitely help him grow in strength and even become the strongest half-step true king in the land of chaos!

"You are really rich. With your help, Lian Jia will be invincible in the saint's territory!"

The Lord of Beacon City looked at the elixirs in the brocade box and was filled with emotion.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your cultivation!"

Lian Jia hurriedly thanked him.

"Cultivation doesn't count. This is just a small gift I gave you in return for taking care of us when we first came here."

Lu Chen smiled and said this.

The Fanatic Legion has already used the Sanhua Saint Pill, and the Nine Pattern Saint Pill is a eliminated product. This pill is really not cultivated, but it is what Lian Jia deserves.

If Zhen Lu Chen really wanted to cultivate a person, he would pull that person into the legion and let him enjoy all the resources and benefits of the legion.

When Lu Chen left Fenghuo City, the city lord and Lian Jia led all the warriors in the city to see him off and gave him the highest honor.

After coming out of Beacon City, Lu Chen was in a cheerful mood and wanted to walk around. He deliberately did not look for the teleportation array, but flew back with the entire legion in a mighty manner.

"Did you really kill King Ma?"

During the flight, Lingwa suddenly came over and asked.

"I said no, do you believe it?"

Lu Chen asked back.

"Do not believe!"

Lingwa shook her head.

"Then I say yes, do you believe it?"

Lu Chen asked again.

"I don't believe it either!"

Lingwa shook her head again.

"I'll go, what do you want?"

Lu Chen was confused.

"I want to know the truth!"

Lingwa said.

"Well, the truth is that King Ma was not careful while walking and hit the edge of the knife. With a click, a demon head flew out."

Lu Chen smiled.

"You... are not upright, I don't want to deal with you anymore."

Lingwa frowned, turned her head and flew away to the ten maids.

"Yeah, yeah, just ignore it, just ignore it."

Lu Chen smiled slightly, shook his head and sighed, "It's weird if you ignore me. If I go out for something, you promise to follow me like a shadow."

Three days later, Lu Chencai led everyone back to Tianhuang Academy.

However, everyone was surprised to find that the desolate mountain gate was now bustling with people.

In front of the mountain gate, there were about 100,000 young warriors gathered. All of them were saints, and they all looked humble, and they didn't look like they were looking for trouble.

And Uncle Li, leading the few Tianhuang disciples, was politely refusing those visitors to enter the academy.

"Your uncle, what's going on?"

Zuo Xue came down and asked immediately.

"Your uncle, the dean is finally back. Your uncle, I am finally free."

Uncle Li immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Somehow in the past two days, one hundred thousand saints suddenly came. Do they have to become disciples of Tianhuang Academy?

Since the dean was not here, I dared to recruit people randomly, so I had to let them wait outside. "

"I'm going to do it. One hundred thousand young saints will come to join us. Our Tianhuang Academy will be able to cheer up immediately. The academy's former glory will soon be restored!"

Zuo Xue was overjoyed and hurriedly walked up to the 100,000 saints, raised his arms and shouted, "I am Zuo Xue, the dean of Tianhuang Academy. I am very happy that you have come here because of my reputation. After careful consideration of your request, I have decided to accept all of them..."

Before Zuo Xue finished his last sentence, the 100,000 saints suddenly ran away with a whoosh, leaving him alone in the wind.

The 100,000 young saints did not run away, but ran towards a person, and that person was Lu Chen.

"Lord Lu, we are here!"

"Lord Lu, do you still remember to wait for us?"

"Lord Lu, we can't join the Fanatic Legion, so we will join Tianhuang Academy!"

"Lord Lu's combat power and realm are seriously mismatched, all because he was born in Tianhuang Academy, so there must be a great mystery here!"

"Lord Lu, if we are not wrong, Tianhuang Academy must be a holy place for cultivation, we yearn for it!"

"Lord Lu, there are too few disciples in Tianhuang Academy, if you accept us, it will definitely strengthen Tianhuang Academy!"

"Lord Lu, all of us have given up our original forces just to join Tianhuang Academy. If you don't accept us, we will become martial arts orphans!"

The 100,000 young saints are the warriors who left Fenghuo City. They surrounded Lu Chen and begged him in a flurry.

"I'm not the dean. If you want to enter Tianhuang Academy, you should go to the dean."

Lu Chen was a little embarrassed, and turned to ask Zuo Xue, "Dean Zuo, what do you mean?"

"Humph!"

Zuo Xue felt a little unbalanced and snorted coldly.

"I understand, the dean is angry, and it doesn't mean to accept it!"

Lu Chen suddenly realized.

"No, no, no... No, it's not like that, I don't mean that, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong!"