I have a world to grow

Chapter 296 Situation
"Who can tell me what's going on? Where did Poseidon go?" An ancestor demon covered in thorns said angrily.
"Poseidon may have been killed, or returned to the abyss, but why didn't he send me a message, no matter how bad it is, he still has to send people to stay here to inform us! It seems that Poseidon is in danger!"

"The portal of darkness has disappeared, it seems that I will be staying in Qingyang Continent for a long time."

"There are still so many people from my Mo Luo tribe who have yet to arrive. What's going on?"

The ancestral demons all looked confused and used their imaginations to guess what happened.
Without the Dark Portal, they cannot return to the Abyss Realm, and unless the Demon Lord from the Demon Realm helps them reunite with the Dark Portal, they will stay in Qingyang Continent forever.
"Trump, what do you think we should do?" an ancestor demon asked the one covered in thorns.
"What can we do, now we can only rely on us to occupy the Qingyang Continent and then make plans."

The anger on Trump's face is still there. Their Moluo tribe has lost a lot of tribesmen after repeated defeats. Unexpectedly, the Dark Gate was destroyed for no reason during the attack on Qingyang Central Thousand World, which greatly affected their progress.
"The strength of the Qingyang Sect is no worse than ours. If you want to occupy the world of Qingyang, you must first destroy the Qingyang Sect." An ancestor demon expressed his analysis.
"The Qingyang Sect actually has sixteen human immortals and two powerful Sanxians. There must be a backhand in the dark. Although we are enough to deal with it, half of the clan's talents have come now. It will not happen overnight if we want to occupy this world." OK."

The ancestral demons thought of a strange aura that appeared when they fought against the immortals of the Qingyang Sect, and guessed that it must be the power that the Qingyang Sect had not yet revealed.
Trump pondered: "Mobilize all the clansmen in Qingyang Continent, find a way to infiltrate into Qingyang Continent, and eat away at it step by step!"

The ancestor demons knew that this was the only way now, and began to order their clansmen to act according to the plan. They had to settle down and gain a firm foothold if they wanted to fight for a long time
At the Qingyang Sect in the center of the Qingyang Continent, there is a huge towering mountain peak piercing into the clouds, surrounded by endless mountains, surrounded by countless peaks of different heights.
The huge mountain peak is Qingyang Peak, the main peak of Qingyang Sect. At this time, in the main hall of Qingyang Peak, a group of cultivators with immortal demeanor are sitting on top, and a person is reporting the situation below.
"Old ancestors, my clan has lost countless disciples, hundreds of thousands during the distraction period, tens of thousands during the fusion period, nearly ten thousand during the tribulation period, and dozens of casualties during the Mahayana period."

The person who made the report was Jian Nancun, the [-]th patriarch of the Qingyang Sect. At this time, he was reporting the losses of the Qingyang Sect since the battle with the demons.
A white-bearded patriarch sitting in the center of the main hall spoke slowly: "This time is a catastrophe for our Qingyang Realm, and it is also a catastrophe for our Qingyang Sect. Open the sect's resource bank and distribute strategic materials. , you must treat the disciples who bleed, sacrifice and get injured for my Qingyang Sect!

At the same time, mobilize all the countries in the Qingyang Continent, let them send troops to the defense line, and not allow a single demon to appear inside the defense line."

"Yes."

The Qingyang sect master advised Nancun to retreat.
After Qingyang Sect Master retreated, the immortal patriarch in the hall began to analyze the current situation.
"The demons are menacing. I have fought them more than once, and no one can do anything to them. Now the battle is only just beginning. The demons still have hidden powers that have not been dispatched. We should prepare early."

An immortal patriarch expresses his opinion.
"Yeah! Right now, I can barely resist them. If they show their full strength, it's not optimistic!"

The old ancestor next to him echoed.
They all noticed the appearance of a strange spiritual consciousness, and they all thought that Lu Tian belonged to the devil's side, so they were worried.
The middle-aged patriarch next to the old man with white beard smiled wryly: "Uncle Long Beard, the next catastrophe for me and Junior Brother Ren is less than a hundred years away, and neither of us has the confidence to survive the ninth catastrophe. The only thing that can help is to use the catastrophe to deal with the demons."

The skinny patriarch next to the man also spoke, with a slightly excited tone: "I can't get through anyway, I agree with Senior Brother Zhang's proposal, when the time comes, the two of us will trigger the Heavenly Tribulation and try to eliminate the demons, which can be regarded as doing our part."

These two people are the two ancestors of the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals of the Qingyang Sect, and they survived the first eight Loose Immortal Tribulations with the resources of the Qingyang Sect.
Sanxian Heavenly Tribulation, once every 1000 years, is stronger than once. They have less than a hundred years to go through the ninth Heavenly Tribulation. They know that they can't survive it, but the Qingyang Sect without two people may be even more difficult to resist the devil, so they came up with The idea of ​​using the catastrophe to deal with demons.
"You two nephews, don't be too pessimistic. I, Qingyang Sect, will definitely support you with all my strength. Then, uncle, I will think of a way."

Seeing the two senior nephews very excited, Changxuzi knew that it was caused by the pressure brought by the devil, so he hurriedly offered words of comfort.
"Master uncle doesn't have to be like this. Throughout the ages, there are very few people who have survived ten catastrophes and ascended to the immortal world. Our senior brothers are stupid. If we didn't rely on the sect to support us, we would have been reincarnated and rebuilt a long time ago. We can do something for the Qingyang Sect Contribution can be regarded as the fulfillment of our wish.”

The middle-aged man named Sanxian Zhang has a determined face, no matter what other people say, his decision cannot be moved.
Seeing how tragic the two were, the other ancestors couldn't help feeling compassionate: "Fellow Daoist Long Beard, can I ask the upper realm to send a fellow Daoist down to help?"

A youth-like Human Immortal Patriarch asked Changxuzi, while the others looked at Changxuzi, and they had the same thoughts.
Only by asking for help, the two Sanxians don't have to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation and the demons to return to the endless.
"It's absolutely impossible, let us try it first! The resources used for teleportation between the two worlds are huge, and it is related to my Qingyang Immortal Sect."

Sanxian Zhang and Sanxian Ren both understood the importance. Although they knew it was for them, they still refused, but they were interrupted before they could finish speaking.
"Okay, needless to say, I have already made a decision. Even if you two do this, whether you can destroy the demon is still the same thing. You have to prepare with both hands."

Hearing what Changxuzi said, everyone nodded, even the two Sanxian couldn't refute, they didn't have confidence.
"This realm is the foundation of our Qingyang Immortal Sect. It must not be lost. I believe that the upper realm will not blame us for our decision."

Everyone else nodded after hearing this, and now it is the only way to reduce the loss of the Qingyang Continent, preserve the foundation of inheritance, and completely eliminate the demons.
They are human immortals who have been teleporting to the lower realms for millions of years, so they naturally know how much resources they need to use to reach the lower realms. Even if the Qingyang Immortal Sect has the ancestors of the immortals, it will definitely hurt their muscles if they want to teleport so many human immortals moving bones.
"When I go to communicate with the upper realm, even if I send fellow daoists down, I need to make all preparations."

After Chang Xuzi finished speaking, his figure disappeared, obviously going to communicate with the upper realm.
(End of this chapter)