After about half an hour, Da Luo Tian and the others led the pseudo-saint-level powerhouses under their command to the outside of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

At this time, Luo Hu stepped out of the Heavenly Demon Palace, his eyes swept over, there were about three thousand pseudo-saint-level demon monks in the field, which couldn't help but make him nod with satisfaction.

After pondering for a while, Rahu waved his hand and directly used supreme mana to build a tunnel leading to the Flood East China Sea.

After doing all this, Rahu spoke, "Let's go! ”

As soon as these words came out, Da Luotian and other demon cultivators should have entered the tunnel with more than 3,000 figures, and swept straight towards the flood wilderness.

At the same time, halfway up the Buzhou Mountain.

After raising his eyebrows and killing the willow clone with a blow, he also received a summons from the Demon Venerable.

Tightened the jade talisman in his hand, and said with a gleam in his eyebrows: "Is the monk of the Eighth Flood Desolation finally here, very good, after so many years of encounters over there, it's time to settle this account." ”

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the seriously injured monk not far away, and said, "Tell Gu that I have no intention of being an enemy of him, but don't come to provoke me either!" ”

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and didn't hesitate anything, and a flash disappeared from the spot.

Until he raised his eyebrows and left, the man on the other end slowly stood up, stretched out his hand to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes: "Incredible, it's incredible, this guy actually asked for the control of King Yangliu, and even reached the cultivation of the Dao." ”

"Now that he has devoured this willow clone, I'm afraid that his original power will be improved again, and I'm afraid that he will be able to compete with Yang Liu when the time comes, right?"

"Whether it is Yang Liu's success or his success, this is a huge threat to Lord Gu Wang, no, this matter must not be allowed to continue to develop!"

While speaking, Purpura stood up slowly, looked at the place where Yang Liu's doppelganger died, and flew away from Buzhou Mountain with a gritted tooth, and the breath of the follower Yang Liu fluctuated, and flew straight towards the East China Sea.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Purpura could see that Yang Mei seemed to be very concerned about what was going on over there, which aroused his curiosity even more.

……

In the eastern part of the flood wilderness, Wang Gu returned with the token of the demon venerable.

With the order, all the monks of the Quasi-Saint Great Perfection and the Pseudo-Saint gathered together, and they headed for the East China Sea.

For a time, the alert in the eastern part of the flood reached the most severe level.

Suddenly, the news about this side spread all over the wilderness.

The Demon Sect was stationed in the East China Sea in a big way, and the countless monks of the Blue Emperor Palace who were still shallow in cultivation were transferred to the Thirty-Three Heavens, and it was obvious that something terrible seemed to have happened in the place where the base camp of the Blue Emperor Palace in the East China Sea was located.

Not long after, within the 100,000 mountains in the south of the flood wilderness, the twelve ancestral witches received a reply from their subordinates.

After hearing that something seemed to be wrong in the base camp of the Blue Emperor Palace, in the Pangu Palace, the thirteen ancestors and witches gathered together.

After a short period of silence, in the main hall, Pan Wu is face was full of excitement and shouted: "Big brother, don't hesitate, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, all the main forces of the Blue Emperor Palace and the Demon Sect have been deployed to the East China Sea, and even the strong people of the North Sea, West Sea, and South China Sea have also left, and now only the Three Seas Dragon Clan and a group of monks with low cultivation are guarding the East and the Three Seas, as long as our Wu Clan succeeds in occupying it in one fell swoop, the desolate land will belong to my Wu Clan's territory except for the East China Sea and the Nine Heavens Star Sea." ”

Hearing this, Di Jiang and the other ancestors did not mean to be moved at all.

Although they didn't know what was going on in the Blue Emperor Palace, they could see one thing, that is, the Blue Emperor Palace seemed to have encountered some thorny problems.

As Pan Wu said, this is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but with great opportunities comes great risks.

The Wu Clan has not had any conflict with the Blue Emperor Palace since its establishment, and if there is really a war now, then this matter will develop to the point of no return.

The most important thing is that if it succeeds, but the elite of the Blue Emperor Palace and the Demon Sect all exist in the East China Sea, plus the power of the three saints, even the Twelve Heavenly Arrays are not their opponents.

At that time, if the Blue Emperor Palace solves the potential threat, then the Wu Clan will not have the slightest surprise that it will encounter a huge counterattack from the Blue Emperor Palace, and at that time, the death of countless Wu Clan monks is basically a foregone conclusion, and even the Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves are afraid that there is no possibility of all surviving.

Thinking of this, Di Jiang just opened his mouth and said: "Thirteenth brother, don't be in a hurry about this matter, we don't know what happened in the Blue Emperor Palace, and if you act rashly, it will only cause irreparable losses to the Wu clan itself." ”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the approval of Zhu Rong and other ancestors.

Without absolute certainty, they would not choose to make a move on the Blue Emperor Palace.

Especially last time, Wang Hao also refined a new weapon for Zhu Rong, although he didn't tell Panwu about this matter, but Gonggong and other ancestors are not the kind of ungrateful people.

Especially Dijiang, Houtu and Zhurong.

They know what that big knife represents, it is an opportunity to become holy, this is a great gift given to them by Wang Hao, if they do it to the Qingdi Palace at this time, they will not forgive themselves.

Seeing that his words were directly refuted, Pan Wu's face suddenly became gloomy.

He knew that Di Jiang and the others did not dare to make a move against the Qingdi Palace, which made him feel aggrieved.

He wanted to dominate the wilderness, dominate the witch clan, and be the lord of heaven and earth, but the cowering posture of the Twelve Ancestral Witches made him feel strongly dissatisfied.

However, this kind of emotion was quickly suppressed by Pan Wu, he knew very well that it was very difficult to get rid of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the most important thing was that once the Twelve Ancestral Witches died, the people of the Wu Clan would not necessarily surrender to him.

Thinking of this, Panwu couldn't help but exhale heavily, and said, "So, what does the eldest brother say we should do?" ”

Hearing this, Di Jiang took a deep look at Pan Wu, and he could clearly see Pan Wu's expression.

However, things have developed to the point where they are now, and Di Jiang doesn't care too much about Panwu.

As long as Zhu Rong succeeds, then the Wu clan will have a saint, and the saints of the heavens will not dare to blatantly calculate the Wu clan, even if they lose the existence of the witch, the Wu clan is invincible.

Thinking of this, Di Jiang's eyes flashed and said: "We have to plan this matter well, so let's do it, Zhu Rong, the two of you go to the East China Sea to investigate and see what happened to the Blue Emperor Palace?" ”

(End of chapter)