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East Wilderness, a green mountain range.

Old Ancestor Blue and White was discussing something with Old Ancestor Heihu, and both of them had serious expressions on their faces.

"These are big troubles, and they are playing with fire. The South China Sea and the North Xinjiang Xiu Xian Realm are also involved, attacking our demon clan in three ways."

Heihu frowned and said, he doesn't regret it, if he can make his cultivation go further, it would be nothing to kill or injure some clansmen, and those monsters that have not yet transformed themselves are not his clansmen.

"Even in the heyday of our demon clan, we are not the opponents of the three immortal worlds of Donghuang, Beijiang and Nanhai. You have played too much this time. I hope your information is correct, otherwise you will be busy doing nothing. There will also be a lot of land to be given up, and the days to come will be more difficult.”

The ancestor of Qinghua was a little unhappy. After entering the spirit transformation stage, she was thinking about flying to the upper realm, but it was too difficult to ascend to the upper realm. If you want to fly to the upper realm, you must either cultivate to the seventh level of the transformation of the gods, or find a space node to sneak in. They still have a lot of life essence, so naturally they don't want to sneak in.

"Don't worry, I have made preparations with both hands. Even if I can't find True Monarch Sirius' sitting in the cave, I have to get rid of that phoenix ming fruit tree, Sister Qinghua, you entered the divine transformation stage earlier than me, and you must have a successor. Hand! Don't hide it, show your back hand! When the three immortal worlds attack our demon clan, all we lose is our strength."

The ancestor of Qinghua nodded solemnly and said: "I have some friendship with the Qinglin family of the sea clan, I can ask them to help stop the immortal cultivators in the South China Sea, but the Qinglin family will not help in vain, give him some territory , to form an alliance, the Qinglin clan can rank in the top ten in the sea clan, and the northern borders are all human races, there is no way to take them, but to strengthen the guard, on the east side, we have to make the movement a little bigger, so as to attract the seven great immortals The attention of the door is convenient for your subordinates to do things, but do you really have the confidence to get rid of that Fengming fruit tree? This fruit is one of the main medicines for refining Ningying Dan, although this fruit tree is not in the main altar of Wanhua Palace, However, Wanhua Palace will definitely send heavy troops to guard it."

"Of course, I have a wood demon under my command. He is a spirit wood that has become a spirit. There is a high chance that he will be able to take away the Fengming fruit tree. The Fengming fruit tree is one of the few spiritual trees that cannot be transplanted in the immortal cultivation world. The original location will immediately wither and disappear. It is precisely for this reason that Wanhua Palace cannot transplant this fruit tree. It sends people to set up a formation to protect the fruit tree. Even if the Fengming fruit tree cannot be taken away, it is fine to pick off the fruit or destroy the fruit tree. , we must not let the people continue to keep the Fengming fruit tree, with this fruit tree, the chances of their human beings appearing with Nascent Soul cultivators are relatively high."

"Hope! By the way, if your avatar provoked a war, the Seven Great Immortal Sects will definitely investigate, or you should transfer him back! You will lose an avatar in vain."

Ancestor Heihu grinned and said, "I have my own arrangements, and I have to worry about elder sister Qinghua."

After hearing this, Qinghua Patriarch couldn't say anything else.

Wu State, Yunhu Grassland.

There were hundreds of huge steaming pits on the ground, and a large number of monsters fell in a pool of blood.

Tens of thousands of monsters are frantically attacking Pingyao City, and various spells are bombarding the formation.

The surface of Pingyao City is full of potholes. A certain city wall has collapsed, and some immortal cultivators' corpses are faintly visible. During the recent attack, the monsters broke through the formation. Although the formation was quickly restored, a group of monsters and monsters followed suit. The moment the formation was broken, they entered the city, and some cultivators died tragically in the mouth of the monster.

The place where Mo Caiyun's six people were defending happened to be the place where the monsters broke through.

Before leaving, Wang Changsheng gave Wang Qingqing a third-order talisman. She was in charge of refining tools and repairing puppet beasts. She didn't need to fight on the city wall, so she gave the third-order talisman to Zhao Zheng for protection.

Zhao Zheng took out the third-order talisman in time and killed more than a dozen second-order demon birds. They were lucky to escape, but Wang Qiuming was hit by several giant fireballs. Fortunately, the defensive magic weapon blocked most of the damage. He just got burns, not serious injuries.

Wang Qiuming was Wang Changsheng's grandson. He was injured, and Mo Caiyun blamed himself.

"Qiu Ming, how are you? Are you alright!"

Zhao Zheng said with concern, his face full of worry.

Wang Qiuming's pale face revealed a smile, and said, "Uncle, I'm fine! We have to strengthen our guard. The demon clan's attack has increased a lot recently."

"It's fine! Qiu Ming, follow me, follow me closely."

Mo Caiyun said solemnly.

Wang Qiuming agreed and clenched the long sword in his hand.

A low-pitched horn sounded, and tens of thousands of monsters retreated quickly like the ebb tide.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qiuming and others breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know what happened to Uncle Eighteen and Brother Seven. Calculate the time, they should be back!"

Wang Qingjun muttered to himself.

After a while, the rotating immortal cultivators came up, Mo Caiyun and the others retreated and returned to their residence to rest.

As soon as they returned to their residence, they saw Wang Qingshan.

After Wang Qingshan escaped, he hesitated again and again, but returned to the front line. First, his bottleneck was not resolved; secondly, the battle between the human and the monsters, the Seven Great Immortal Sects clearly ordered first, anyone who is timid will be severely punished, if he escapes Returning to the clan, once it is discovered, the clan will be in trouble; thirdly, the strength of the other clansmen is not very strong, and Wang Changhao sacrificed his life to save him, how could he leave the clan and escape back to the clan alone.

"Qingshan, you're back, where is the eighteenth brother!"

Wang Qingshan's eyes dimmed ~www.readwn.com~ and said sadly: "The transformation stage demon clan appeared on the demon clan. On the way to escape, Uncle Eighteen died in the mouth of the monster in order to cover me."

The situation at that time was too dangerous, and it was impossible for Wang Changhao to survive.

"Qiu Ming, what's the matter with you? Is your injury serious?"

Wang Qingshan noticed that Wang Qiuming's clothes were tattered and asked with concern.

Wang Qiuming grinned and said, "It's okay, the defensive magic weapon that my grandfather made for me blocked most of the damage, but unfortunately it was destroyed."

"As long as you're fine, hey, pay more attention in the future. I hope the war will end as soon as possible! It's been seven years of fighting, and I don't know when it will last."

Wang Qingjun sighed, his face full of sadness.

They had just retreated from the front line, their hearts were heavy, they chatted a few times, went back to their respective residences, and meditated and rested.

Fengming Mountain Range, here is a branch of Wanhua Palace, one of the seven immortal gates.

Here, exotic flowers and plants are everywhere. Among the mountains and peaks, you can see magnificent palaces or delicate and small pavilions. Several huge waterfalls are like silver chains flying straight down from the heights, splashing huge roars and mists of water. .

A team of cultivators drove off the clouds and flew across the sky. From time to time, groups of giant white cranes flew by in groups of three or five.

Suddenly, a huge roar sounded, and the alarm sounded loudly.

More than a dozen escaping lights flew from afar, seven demons at the transformation stage, and ten half-demons at the core formation stage.

"Kill me."

The Wanhua Palace disciples who were guarding this place rushed out of their residence one after another, and under the leadership of the Yuanying cultivator, they fought against the demon clan.