"What?" In a somewhat incredulous voice, Lone Light stood up with a shocked face. And as Lone Light Zhenren got up, the surroundings seemed to be fried, and almost all kinds of sounds rose at the same time.

And at this moment, Mo Ye and Zhou Bo also happened to return to the tower room. Seeing the noisy crowd, Mo Ye frowned, he could already see that something was wrong with the atmosphere. As if he had guessed something, the corners of Mo Ye's mouth sneered, slowly sat back in his seat, and asked Zhenxiao Zhenren casually: "What's wrong?"

Compared with Mo Ye, who had a relaxed look, the expression on Zhenxiao's face was undoubtedly much more dignified. Hearing Mo Ye's words, Zhenxiao Zhenren's voice was a little dull and said, "The Southern Frontier Demon Dao has moved!

Mo Ye's expression sank instantly after hearing these words. The voice also carried a bit of self-deprecation: "The two forces, or are they united?"

After speaking, Mo Ye no longer looked at Zhenxiao Zhenren, but stared at Yuan Fei, who was standing there at this time: "Senior nephew Yuan, I was not here just now, so some things are not clear. Can I trouble you, say it again!"

Yuan Fei also noticed Mo Ye's gaze, and when he heard Mo Ye's question, he immediately said, "Yes!" He cleared his throat at the moment, and then said: "Last night, my father received the news that my Immortal Sword Palace had placed disciples within the three major sects of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Dao, saying that almost all of the three major sects of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Dao had been transferred. Headed by the Demon Sect, supplemented by the Rakshasa Gate and the Ghost Drifting Hall, the disciples are secretly being withdrawn. Although I don't know the exact number, according to the reports of the disciples lurking in the three sects, the number of disciples in each of the three major sects of the Demon Dao is not small. According to rough estimates, at least each faction dispatched nearly three hundred disciples. Moreover, most of the masters among them have also been called back. The seven ** hands of the Demon Sect, except for the Blue Demon Hand, have all appeared. And the Rakshasa Gate is said to have mobilized the heavenly and earthly evils. As for the Ghost Drift Hall, although there is no news, my father thinks that the power of the Ghost Drift Hall should not be too small. At the very least, black and white are impermanent, and they should be dispatched!"

"Presumably, there should be more than three major factions in Southern Xinjiang, right?" The Chang Zhi real person on the other side smiled bitterly: "If my estimate is not wrong, the Zoroastrian Sect, the Gu Gang, and several large Miao villages, and then dozens of large and small sects of the Demon Dao in the dense forest, will inevitably come to join in this fun!"

Yuan Fei's eyes flashed with surprise, nodded his head, and said, "What Chang Zhi Zhenren said is right, the situation is not false at all. According to the report of my inner disciple, this time, the large and small sects in the dense forests of southern Xinjiang almost poured out. According to my father's incomplete estimate, maybe this time just the local demonic Dao forces in Southern Xinjiang should have about three thousand disciples participating in the battle!"

"Hiss...."There was a gasp of cold air, and after Yuan Fei's words, it sounded immediately. 3,000 disciples, what kind of concept is this? Everyone knows that even if it is the Dawn Sect, which is now ranked first in the world of the righteous path, there are only more than 1,000 direct disciples under the sect. And this time, the Southern Xinjiang Demon Dao actually directly dispatched more than 3,000 people, which was really surprising. I have to say that everyone present is clear in their hearts, this time the Southern Xinjiang Demon Dao, I'm afraid it's really moving!

Among them, Chang Zhi Zhenren, Mu Yezi, and Li Yun looked at each other, and they all saw a touch of helpless bitterness in each other's eyes. As the three factions in Southern Xinjiang on the front line of the righteous path, they are naturally the first to bear the brunt in the face of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Dao. And they, who have been at war with the Demon Dao all the year round, also know the strength comparison between themselves and the forces of the Demon Dao. If it is said that in the past, the various sects fought pettily, but the Southern Three Swords Sect was not very afraid. However, if the Demon Dao moves the real character and dispatches jointly, it will be a bit terrifying. It is even said that whether or not you can defeat the Demon Dao is still one thing. Among the Southern Three Swords Sect, Xuanyezhai had the largest number of disciples, with more than 700 people. As for the other two factions, the disciples are all around 500. Therefore, the combined number of disciples of the Southern Three Swords Sect was less than half of that of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Dao. What's more, there are a large number of ordinary disciples among them. If this continues, although the number is roughly more than 1,700. However, there may be about 1,000 people who can really fight.

"If that's all there is, it's not the worst. On the other side of the northern mountains, there is also movement?" "Looking at the somewhat restless appearance of the three of them, Mo Ye really didn't want to sprinkle salt on other people's wounds. However, there are some things that it is better to ask clearly. Therefore, he still asked very seriously, "What about the North Mountains?"

Yuan Fei glanced at the three division commanders of the Southern Three Sword Sect with a wry smile, and his voice deepened: "The specific number is unknown, but there is news that the northern mountains have been dispatched, and they are galloping to the aid of Southern Xinjiang in the starry night." ”

Mo Ye frowned, then his face completely let go, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Those group of demon cubs in the northern mountains have really become essences. It's really vicious to think of such a conspiracy!"

"Yangmou, what do you mean?" The elders of the other sects and sects couldn't understand what Mo Ye meant, and asked one after another. Not only the other factions, but even Yuan Fei looked at Mo Ye with some understanding, as if hoping that he could tell everyone, what does this so-called "Yang Mou" mean?

Mo Ye smiled bitterly: "All of you present, who doesn't believe in the determination of those demon cubs in the North Mountains now, stand up and show me!"

The elders looked at each other when they heard this, although some of them still looked a little disdainful. But many people are very wise not to stand up, those demon cultivators in the northern mountains, there is really no one who dares to say that there is anything that those demons dare not do.

Mo Ye saw that no one stood up, so he continued to say slowly: "The Southern Xinjiang Demon Dao is all moving, and the pressure on the Southern Three Swords Sect can be imagined. Moreover, the quantity is still a small problem, the key is the quality is the big problem. Although the dense forests in southern Xinjiang are not large, they are full of factions. In that place in the jungle, it is completely a chaotic place of cannibalism. Almost all of the principals in those sects have the strength to protect a faction from being swallowed up. In this way, that is to say, just a master, the Southern Xinjiang Demon Dao can dispatch at least about forty people. And the foundation of the Southern Three Swords Sect obviously cannot reach such a level. Therefore, it is inevitable that the righteous path factions will come to the aid of the three factions in southern Xinjiang!"

"En!" The representatives of the various sects nodded slowly when they heard this, obviously praising Mo Ye's words. Mo Ye also said: "However, we obviously ignore one problem, that is, the North Mountains!"

"Northern Mountains?" Yuan Fei first showed a thoughtful look on his face, and then soon his eyes showed a trace of shock, as if he already knew what Mo Ye was going to say next.

Sure enough, Mo Ye continued: "Originally, the situation in southern Xinjiang was not favorable to us. When the time comes, if the demonic sects in southern Xinjiang want to fight, we can only accompany them. However, if they don't want to fight and shrink into the dense forests of southern Xinjiang, we can only watch them retreat. This deal, how to calculate how cost-effective. When the time comes, if the North Mountains go to support us again, then the situation will be even more unfavorable to us. Once the defenses of the Southern Three Swords Sect are broken, it means that all the blockades of the righteous path in the dense forest area will be opened. Thousands of Demon Dao disciples rushed out of Southern Xinjiang, I'm afraid no one wants to see this situation, right?"

Everyone shuddered inadvertently, thinking about the situation when three thousand Demon Dao disciples rushed out of the southern frontier and merged into the vast land of Shenzhou. Everyone's palms are unconsciously cold sweat. The group of guys in Southern Xinjiang who have been licking their heads and licking blood all the year round, if they break out of Southern Xinjiang, then the scourge to the entire Shenzhou, needless to say, Mo Ye knows better than anyone else.

Of course, Mo Ye's words were not finished yet. I only heard him continue: "Southern Xinjiang must be assisted, but the defense and number of our own gate cannot be reduced much. The northern region is basically undefended, with only a few smaller sects in existence. Once the northern mountains are dispatched, I am afraid that there is really no one who can resist it. And when the time comes, if the people of the northern mountains adopt tactics such as swimming, organize a group of hundreds of people to suddenly attack a certain sect. If the number of people who have been selected is too large, I don't need to say more about the fate of that sect, right?"

Hearing Mo Ye's analysis, everyone present trembled in their hearts. If it is really according to Mo Ye's words, then I am afraid it is really a bit troublesome. After all, each sect is not a large sect such as the Dawn Sect and the Immortal Sword Palace. There are not only many masters in the sect, but also elders, masters at the level of Dharma protectors. Some small sects, maybe deal with a few small thieves, it's okay to follow the righteous path sect and wave their flags and shout. If you really treat the demon cultivators of the Northern Mountains who swept the world twenty years ago, it will be a bit insufficient. At this time, everyone had an idea of why there was no sect in the north to resist the demon cultivators.

Actually, this can't blame others for thinking this way. Back then, when the Demon Dao was rampant, almost all of the north was the world of the Snow Palace. At that time, the righteous path was depressed, let alone fighting in the far north, even if it was self-preservation, sometimes there was a lack of spare energy. Later, the situation of the two realms of righteousness and demons reversed, and the Snow Palace retreated. But in the far north, no one cares. There are also two behemoths in the northern mountains, the Snow Palace, which are enough to scare off any sect's determination to develop northward. Nowadays, it is by taking advantage of this convenience that the northern mountains can enter and exit unimpeded, resulting in the current situation of random dispatch.

Yu Jingwu, the head of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, stood up first, but dropped a sentence lightly: "I'll go back and be responsible for mobilizing manpower to support Southern Xinjiang." He strode out of his seat and strode in the direction of the tower gate. And his move also seemed to exaggerate many people present. All of a sudden, everyone left their seats, headed for the tower gate, and left in confusion.

Mo Ye sat on the seat, not blocking anything. He knew that these people would have to go back to stabilize the sect and mobilize their manpower at the same time. Perhaps, this time the chaos started because of his own words.

The battle between the two realms of good and evil seems to be about to start again...

The moon is cold and the sky is dark. Around, there is a black mountain road, and in front of it is a cliff that has naturally collapsed. If someone looks down from the cliff, they will see that it is an abyss with no bottom in sight. Even the bright moonlight can't sprinkle that cold light into it. Hence the somewhat eerie name of this cliff: "Yin Ghost Stream"

In the distance, there was a terrifying whiteness, on the trees, on the ground, on the cliffs. Cangshan bears snow, nothing is silent. It should be the scene at this time. At first glance, this scene is beautiful and faintly intoxicating. However, if you stay here all year round, I'm afraid it will be a little more monotonous. And he seems to have been here for two hundred and forty-six years.

There is no nail in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year. For these demons who are demons, a hundred years is just a year in the world. It's just that the difference is that for him, the feeling of always waiting makes him feel extremely lonely. Although, he gives people or demons the feeling that they are all cold blood guys. However, he knew that his heart had always been lonely, and he was waiting for the call of a known fate.

The moonlight shone on the cliff in front of it, and the figure that seemed to be turned into stone and motionless illuminated clearly. Under the blood-red robe, the sturdy body flashed. In the cold eyes, the red pupils were extremely cold. The high collar blocked the white jaw. The breeze blew, and he lifted the long robe, which dragged straight to the ground, and raised the torn and broken corners of the robe. The long black hair, through the hairband tied around the forehead, is scattered everywhere, cold and bewitching.

And the iron lock, which almost never left his body, lightly emitted a soft red light around his waist, illuminating some places around him. The night breeze blew coldly, dyeing her red clothes like blood, and blowing gently.

"Look, I said he'd be here!" a smug voice came from behind. Immediately, three figures slowly appeared under the moonlight, and on the cliff, the three figures on the cliff were clearly visible.

The first one was a graceful woman. The lotus step moves lightly, and the dress is gorgeous. A pair of big earrings, like two delicate pieces of jade, invisibly added a touch of wealth to her. However, these are not the most noticeable. The most striking thing about the woman was the touch of style between her eyebrows, and in this dark night, she walked out and seemed to be a little brighter.

And behind the woman, two men dressed in the same black also walked up slowly. looked at the man in red who was standing in the lead, and a few hints of interest faintly flashed in his eyes. Among them, the man with the double knives on his back, his lips trembled: "What's the matter, I'm right, right? ”

"Yeqing, why did you run here again? Do you know, my sister has been looking for you all night, dead, and I don't know how to turn around and say a word, hum!"

The woman's voice was soft and numb, as if with a faint sense of charm, she gently took two steps forward, and said slowly to the blood-red figure as if she was coquettish. At the same time, he silently blinked lightly at the blood-red figure with his big watery eyes.

"Fox Mei'er, put away your set!" The cold voice, faintly revealing the meaning of rejection, resounded all around. The blood-colored figure turned his head, his cold gaze swept over the three of them, and said in a cold voice, "You have something to do with me?"

"Of course, or you think the three of us are idiots? I've been looking for you for most of the night, but I haven't come to see your white eyes! Everywhere you go, isn't it all welcome? and you goddamn blood bat and get some white eyes. Could it be that my fox Mei'er really makes you so unvalued?"