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Chapter 272 Demon!

Although Zhao Yi said he wanted to take a nap, his rest time was not long.

Because the arrival time is uncertain, the underworld tree is like the Sword of Damocles hanging above his head. Zhao Yi dare not slack off at all. He must transfer as many people and materials as possible to the small world fragment in the shortest possible time. Go in.

Materials are second, and the most important thing is people.

Once the underworld tree comes, no one in the world of immortality will be spared.

Those who stay with a sense of luck will die if they die.

Zhao Yi mainly takes care of those who want to leave.

It would be a pity if these could not be taken away in time and they died in the hands of the underworld tree.

Lying on the soft couch, he closed his eyes and rested for an hour. When the sky was getting dark, Zhao Yi thought and entered the small world.

After more than a month of continuous transfer, there are already nearly 10 million people in the small world.

When Zhao Yi came in, he saw smoke curling up from the vast continent, and he finally gained some popularity.

Seeing Zhao Yi come in, the great ancestor "Zhao Xuan" who was meditating opened his eyes and nodded gently.

Zhao Yi bowed and then asked: "Gaozu, how are the arrangements for those who came in?"

"Zhao Xuan" glanced behind him and heard screams coming from the distance. He shook his head and said: "I have been practicing the exercises again for the past two days. I can't stand the pain of doing the exercises. I keep screaming. , the descendants of the Zhao family are really inferior to each other!"

The main ones that Zhao Yi moved this month were Xuanzhen Temple, Zongren Mansion, and the two elite regiments under Zuo Xiaoluo, the Iron Armor Army and the Armor-breaking Army.

In addition to the armor-piercing army and the iron armor army, the people in Xuanzhenguan and Zongren Mansion are more or less related to the Zhao family, so they can all be regarded as descendants of the Zhao family.

When "Zhao Xuan" was talking, he stood up from the ground and saw those people in the distance still groaning. He snorted dissatisfiedly: "I was not as miserable as they were when I tore my soul apart! Everyone is used to living a wealthy life. I can’t bear even this small injury and pain, it’s really an embarrassment to my ancestors.”

Zhao Yi has never practiced before, so he doesn't know how painful it is when practicing.

However, even the Purple Gold Dragon couldn't bear it and couldn't wait to escape from the small world. It can be seen that this process is definitely not as simple as the minor injury and pain mentioned by "Zhao Xuan".

"correct."

Zhao Yi looked at the half of the real dragon in the distance and asked, "Isn't that dragon still moving?"

"Zhao Xuan" meditates here. In addition to being able to detect Zhao Yi's arrival at any time, another reason is to monitor the real dragon.

"No."

"Zhao Xuan" shook his head: "I have been keeping an eye on the area these days. If there is any movement, it is impossible for me not to notice it."

"Where's that little skeleton?" Zhao Yi asked.

"Zhao Xuan" shook his head again: "I didn't find it. After I went in, I never came out again."

"That would be troublesome."

Zhao Yi looked at the hill-like dragon head in the distance and frowned immediately.

Because they were worried that the real dragon would fake its death, Zhao Yi and the ancestors of the Zhao family did not dare to approach, so they could only slowly wait until the real dragon died.

If it was before, Zhao Yi would naturally have time to endure it, even if it took ten or eight years, it wouldn't matter.

But the situation is different now.

The world of cultivators is facing the risk of being invaded by the Mingshu. Zhao Yi took so many people and fled to the small world. If the real dragon suddenly comes to life one day, it will be dangerous.

If Zhao Yi is nearby, he can banish it from the fragments of the small world in time.

If Zhao Yi is not there at that time, no one in the small world can stop the real dragon, which may cause widespread casualties.

"It's easy to invite gods but hard to send them away!" Zhao Yi sighed.

But it's not without good news.

Zhao Yi is in the world of spiritual consciousness, and the imprint of the divine soul in the small cave is constantly getting stronger.

Zhao Yi's soul was constantly fed back by the little skeleton. Although it didn't improve much each time, it was getting stronger all the time.

The little skeleton is still alive and getting stronger. This is why Zhao Yi is still waiting and watching!

If it weren't for the little skeleton, Zhao Yi would have sneaked over and driven it away, even at the risk of being attacked by the real dragon. Hearing Zhao Yi's words, "Zhao Xuan" couldn't help but look a little gloomy.

"Zhao Xuan" was born in the heyday of Daxia's military power. At that time, Daxia had just been a country for a hundred years, and there were constant internal and external troubles.

There are immortal cultivating sects inside who are constantly counterattacking, and there are barbarians and monsters outside who are repeatedly violating the borders.

"Zhao Xuan"'s experience is similar to that of Zuo Xiaoluo. They both lived in military camps as long as they can remember, and after they grew up, they went to fight with the army.

After decades of fighting, "Zhao Xuan" and a group of Zhao family's descendants managed to create a peaceful and prosperous era.

In his military life, he never suffered a defeat.

"Zhao Xuan" relied on his invincible will tempered on the battlefield to survive Zhao's blood curse of "death at sixty" and has survived until now.

As a result, his invincible will was severely damaged when he was born.

Whether it is the sages far away in the spiritual world and the three thousand small worlds, or the real dragon right in front of him, he cannot compete with it.

"Zhao Xuan" suddenly felt like a frog in a well. His years of persistence and his once invincible will have now become a joke.

Zhao Yi was looking at the real dragon when he suddenly felt a strange aura fluctuation coming from around him.

Ok?

Zhao Yi turned around and saw "Zhao Xuan" with a pale face, dull eyes, and stiff body, as if he was a walking zombie.

"Gaozu, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yi frowned slightly and reached out to pat "Zhao Xuan" on the shoulder.

"Zhao Xuan" suddenly trembled.

Then, Zhao Yi felt a cold and cold breath spread from his palm to his whole body.

"what is this?"

Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, and the little power of chaos in his body trembled slightly, easily clearing away the cold air.

After a long time, "Zhao Xuan" suddenly came back to his senses, and then let out a heavy breath.

"so close!"

"Zhao Xuan" stretched his hand forward as if to grab something.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yi asked in confusion, "You were in a bad state just now. Were you injured?"

"Zhao Xuan" said solemnly: "It's not that he was injured, but that he was almost possessed by a demon!"

Possessed?

This was the first time Zhao Yi heard this word in the world of cultivating immortals.

There is no such thing as going crazy in the world of cultivating immortals.

Even demon cultivators practice immortality skills, but they are called demons because they are eager for quick success when practicing.

Apart from this, there are no more rumors of magic.

"Zhao Xuan" suddenly said that he was almost possessed by a demon. Zhao Yi thought of his strange behavior just now and immediately thought of something.

Zhao Yi almost blurted out: "Is there danger in the chaos?"

"Zhao Xuan" didn't expect Zhao Yi to react so quickly. He was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "It should be the legendary demon! I have seen similar records in a classic book, and the situation described above is exactly the same as the state I was in just now! "

Having said this, a strange color suddenly flashed across "Zhao Xuan's" face.

Both nervous and excited.

"Zhao is saved!"

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