Demon Cloud Mountain belongs to the ancient vein of Diqiu Mountain, and they are the most neutral vein, the guardian of the Xuan Palace. The exercises cultivated by the Demon Clan are very strange and solid, and they are real, and those scattered combat teams can't deal with them at all. Seeing the Guan Tianhe clan and the Lu Xingzhou clan supporting the shaman clan left and right, the shaman became cheerful. The shaman was born as a general, known as the purple-clothed killing god, and he is a handsome talent, a shaman team, with 100,000 battle cultivators, almost the elite battle cultivators of the Wuwang Realm in Nanshan.

The Guan Tianhe clan and the Lu Xingzhou clan are different, the number is small, there are only nine people, and they are completely trained according to the Jiuqu Dragon Gate Formation that Mo Wentian left behind, and the monks in the late stage of the Jindan True Heavenly Soul Realm are the clans that specialize in killing the enemy's leaders on the battlefield.

A large number of True Human Realm cultivators in Demon Cloud Mountain were killed, and they were immediately at a disadvantage, and they began to retreat one after another, and the fleeing True Human Realm and Autopsy Immortals were killed by Man Tingfang and others, so they had to gather in the direction of the Elders' House like a tide.

"Manting Fang Palace Master, our department is willing to surrender, cancel the title of Demon Cloud Mountain, and leave the Xuan Palace!" Demon Cloud Mountain Palace Lord Mo Tianhe shouted while resisting. He had already sent a distress signal to the Xuangong Blood Shadow, but seven days had passed, and the Xuangong Blood Shadow had not appeared. He tried every means to delay time, so that the Xuangong Blood Shadow could come to the rescue. The Xuangong Blood Shadow is good at assassination, and it is a killing machine that harvests high-ranking generals on the battlefield, and the greatest deterrent power of the Xuangong is located.

"No!" Man Tingfang said calmly. She must avenge Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian is too aggrieved, and at the same time, she has to give an explanation to so many war cultivators who have died in battle.

"Am I afraid that you won't succeed!" At this time, there was an angry roar in the Elders' Courtyard, and with a bang, an old man with white hair rushed up from the underground secret room of the Elders' Courtyard and went straight to the direction of Man Tingfang.

This is the Demon Cloud Mountain's ancestor Demon Clothes City, the Demon Clothes City True Immortal Ninefold Perfection, retreating in the underground secret room of the Elders' House, this retreat is three hundred years, and with him in retreat, there are also five True Immortal Elders, all of whom are in the fivefold realm. He originally planned to break through to the Heavenly Immortals in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that there would be a catastrophe of extermination, so he had no choice but to go out.

The Demon Clothes City in the Xuan Palace is just an autonomous clone of him, this is the peculiarity of the Demon Clan, the Demon Clothes City in the Xuan Palace is only in the early stage of the Earth Immortal Realm, and his main body has reached the True Immortal Great Perfection and is on a par with Xi He and Man Tingfang.

"Ancestor is out of the customs, we have been saved!" the desperate Demon Cloud Mountain monk let out a cheer.

Before their cheers fell, the Guan Tianhe clan and the Lu Xingzhou clan formed a formation and pounced, they did not rush towards the Demon Clothes City, but launched an attack on the five true immortals who came out of the customs with the Demon Clothes City. Guan Tianhe and Lu Xingzhou were already earth immortals, and through Mo Wen's push to press the twelve turns of the golden pill, they were also in the late stage of the bottom line, forming a nine-person team, and they were already able to contain the true immortals, that is, the true immortals who were five or six times lower.

Judging from the consciousness of the battle team, the Demon Clothes City exudes an aura, they are not opponents, once they are entangled by the Demon Clothes City, what will follow is the ruthless counterattack of the few True Immortal Monks who followed him, if that is the ending, the shaman clan will be wiped out in an instant, it is an elite team mixed with the Witch King Martial King Realm and the True Human Realm, if the shaman clan is hit hard, destroying the Demon Cloud Mountain will not be worth the loss.

Demon Clothes City and the others had just come out of the customs and didn't know the battle situation, and as soon as they came out, they were shocked by the broken tribes, and the tribal gathering place within a radius of thirty miles was full of battles, all the buildings collapsed, and groups of clansmen fell under the light of the sword, and blood stained the entire land. The mortal cultivators, women and children of those tribes, trembling together, looked at the fierce battle in the sky, and the corpses of the monks of the headquarters fell with a bang, crying helplessly.

Those high-ranking real people and immortals were their patron saints, and they were slaughtered, and the blood mist formed by blood stained the entire sky red, and under the reflection of the setting sun, it looked extremely desolate.

Demon Clothes City gasped, and before he could calm down, he heard five screams behind him, and the five True Immortal juniors who followed him were killed by Guan Tianhe and Lu Xingzhou in an instant.

At this time, the Guan Tianhe team killed one, and the Lu Xingzhou team killed four in one fell swoop. The two teams recovered and put away the five men's belongings. The two teams had already fought a hundred battles, but they were not comparable to those well-pampered monks. The two clans formed a two-ritual formation and surrounded the Demon Clothes City to prevent him from aiding his clansmen and making a move against the shaman clan.

With a wave of his hand, the shaman took away the combat power of the two teams that had not yet been taken away, laughed and ran away: "You don't want it to be mine, damn, play with me, you are far away." Without looking back, he led his personal team into the distance.

Guan Tianhe smiled bitterly and shook his head at Lu Xingzhou, but Lu Xingzhou smiled slightly, and didn't care, the shaman has been sullen since he heard that Mo Wentian had fallen, and now that his belly is already big, he still insists on fighting, saying that he wants the child in his belly to watch how to avenge his father. Now that the shaman is cheerful, they are relieved, this eldest sister is the most uneasy for them, for fear that she will not be able to think of something, the more ruthless the person, the deeper the affection.

"You are looking for death!" Demon Clothes City threw a punch, which seemed to be an understatement, but in fact, the killing machine was awe-inspiring, the two teams had cooperated to fight many times, and they already had a tacit understanding, quickly rotated, unloaded their strength, and eighteen people were still surging in blood. I was shocked.

The half-step Heavenly Immortals were so powerful, if they hadn't taken the Twelve Turns of Condensation Yuan Shen, I am afraid that with this blow from Demon Clothes City, they would have to vomit blood. At this time, Yang Shehuang and Mi Renhagi rushed over, and the four teams formed a four-pillar formation, although they were slightly inferior, but the Demon Clothes City couldn't get rid of them, forming a stalemate.

"Ting Xuan, hurry up and end the battle, the shaman clan has suffered too much damage. Once this demonic city is free, the shamanic warring team will be wiped out. Man Tingfang said.

"I didn't expect that the real body of this old man in Demon Clothes City is still alive, if we don't come, I'm afraid there will really be damage, even so, Hu Biao's team will have to rest for a month before they can play. Man Tingxuan felt the same way. Man Tingfang, Xiao Ye, Bei Ying Miao, and Yan Nanfei are the four war gods of Man Ruofei, at that time, the real body of the Demon Clothes City is the real immortal, and the battle outside the sky, the Demon Clothes City left a small clone, this is the Demon Clothes City that is now in power, according to the Demon Clothes City, a Demon Clothes City has re-established a Demon Clan in Diqiu Mountain, and the Demon Cloud Mountain complements each other.

"Okay, then let's be faster than anyone!" After Man Tingfang finished speaking, he took out the Yiwang Bow, which was refined by Mo Wenrentian when the Buddha deliberately gave him the Xiuluo Xuanwang Blade in the Mo Mansion, and he didn't expect that the farewell would become an eternal farewell, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad. Man Tingxuan was not lazy, with a flick of his hand, a small blood-red bow appeared in his hand-the Blood Jade Divine Bow, which was also created for him by Mo Wentian. Blood jade is too scarce, very scarce, and can only be built so big.

The two of them drew the bowstring virtually, and one after another, the arrows of the Yuan Lingyi King mixed with the immortal vitality shot towards the crowd of the warring sides like a storm. The Yuan Lingyi Wang arrow shot by Man Tingfang showed a colorful color, changing randomly, when encountering a monk with a fire attribute, it became a water attribute, and when it met a monk with a wood attribute, it became a fire attribute, in short, it could be transformed into an attribute of mutual restraint and kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

Man Tingxuan is different, she only has the attributes of water and fire, so the two attributes are intolerable, let her blend together, and burst into flames when she resists, compared with Man Tingfang's beauty, she was unlucky when she was shot, and her body was directly shattered, and her soul was destroyed.

What's even more peculiar is that the Yuanlingyi King arrows shot by the two of them seem to be able to identify people, even if the people of Nanshan are shot, they can only pass through the body without any damage, but even if the Moyun Mountain escapes to, they will be chased and shot by the Yuanlingyi King arrows.

This led to the fact that the two people had no scruples at all, the pure shatter was a random shot, the speed of the two was compared, not the number of kills, and the pure fragment was compared to the number of Yuan Lingyi King arrows shot. The Demon Cloud Mountain Battle Cultivator, who was already panicked, was even more flustered. A long roar echoed on the battlefield, and the herald ordered not to put away the loot, and to kill the remaining Demon Cloud Mountain battle cultivation with all his might.

As the big leader, she already sensed the danger, this Demon Clothes City was too powerful, the palace master and the Quartet God of War estimated that they would have to join forces to deal with it, such a big battle, a radius of thousands of miles would become ruins, he must end the battle as soon as possible and withdraw from the combat area.

Seeing a large number of real combat cultivators being shot, Demon Clothes City was so anxious that he screamed, and rushed to kill frantically, how could the four pillars belong to the fourth dimension, and they are the strongest formation, plus the four teams are all experienced Tai Chi clans, he can't break through this cage at all.

"Man Tingfang, my Demon Cloud Mountain is destroyed, and the Demon Cloud Mountain will destroy your Nanshan, and it will never be extinguished!"

Man Tingfang flicked his hand, and a bewitching flame enveloped the imprinted piece and burned it all. At the same time, the anger in Man Tingfang's heart was blazing: "Demon Clothes City, those mortal spirits are also your bloodline descendants, do you want them to never come out!"

"As long as my blood is here, my clan will survive forever, you dare to kill them, Diqiu Mountain will take them away, and your Nanshan will never have peace!" Demon Clothes City laughed miserably, he knew that after the sun set, the entire Demon Cloud Mountain would disappear, and there would be no trace of it.

Man Tingfang said in a cold voice while shooting at the real battle cultivators of Demon Cloud Mountain flying in the sky: "The unwritten rule of monks is that mortal spirits cannot be killed arbitrarily, and only fights between monks are allowed. But there is no clear boundary as to what a monk is, and I think that anyone who is proficient in the practice of cultivation is considered a monk.

Except for children, Moyun Mountain is all cultivating, but the level of understanding is just high, whether it is martial cultivation, mortal cultivation or witch cultivation, they are all considered monks, and they are not limited to real combat cultivators and mixed yuan scholars, since you want to destroy the clan, I will destroy you cleanly. Shaman! All adults in Moyun Mountain, teenagers over three feet tall, regardless of gender, all of them will be killed!"

"No!" The shaman slashed the last real person battle cultivator with a single sword, and with a wave of the Purple Cloud Xuan King's blade, the wind whistled down, heading straight for the Demon Cloud Mountain below. The previous order was to kill only real people to fight and cultivate, after all, the monks below the military generals are not strict, although they are generally called monks, but the threat of these people is very small, the tribal war has been going on, the division and merger, and the reorganization of the tribe is going on all the time, and the blood identity of these people is not strong. Not enough to threaten Nanshan.

Although this order was very sudden, the shaman did not hesitate to carry it out, and the palace master's order must not be violated, even if they let them judge themselves, they did not hesitate, and they would never ask why. The roaring Nanshan real battle cultivation instantly submerged the Demon Cloud Mountain Fall within a radius of hundreds of miles below.