In just a few days, the situation in the Great Yan Dynasty has changed drastically!

The demon clan originally occupied an absolute advantage, and the strength of the human race was suppressed in hundreds of cities, except for the four holy places of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and the mountain gates of the other three medium-sized sects that were not breached, the other small and medium-sized sects and the spiritual veins and spiritual mountains occupied by the immortal cultivators were all lost. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And now, the army of demon beasts has collapsed, the strong people in the demon king realm in the army have either been slaughtered, or fled and hidden, and teams of monks have come out of the cities, chasing and slaughtering the middle and low-level demon clans everywhere, and the situation has suddenly returned to half a year ago, but it is a reversal - at that time, the army of the demon clan came out of the holy land of the demon clan one by one, attacked the city and plundered the pool, and was invincible!

At the same time, the immortal cultivation realm in the three territories of the Great Chu Dynasty, the Golden Heaven Dynasty, and the Qingyue Dynasty also reversed the situation, and an army of monks rushed out of the mountain gate and the city in high spirits, chasing and slaughtering the middle and low-level demon beasts to their heart's content.

The defeated demon armies poured into other territories such as the Hanhai Empire, the Great Qi Dynasty, and the Silver Frost Dynasty.

And other major sects such as Hanhai Palace, Imperial Spirit Sect, and Snow Mountain Sect that heard the news also increased the scale of the battle, and the ancestor of the sect Transformation God Realm had to take action in person, leading the disciples of the sect to kill the demon king, and prevent the scattered demon army from stepping into the territory.

Even the Xiaoyao Sect in Wuzhou sent a large number of disciples to prevent the demon clan's scattered army from entering Wuzhou.

If you let the demon clan army step into the territory and sit idly by, you can only be unlucky, not to mention, the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Shenbing Gate, Hehuan Sect, and Tianfu Gate's god ancestors have already sacrificed butcher knives, even if the demon clan wants to retaliate, they will not attack themselves first.

Of course, demon beasts also have claws, and they are even more ferocious, and they will not hold their necks and let them be slaughtered, and the pursuit and killing will often turn into bloody battles, and the monks will also suffer heavy casualties.

In the fierce battles of life and death, even the Yuanying Monk will inevitably have casualties, and even the Yuanying Monk has disappeared inexplicably, and the Demon Emperor Realm powerhouse who is hiding in the dark and observing the battle situation can't help but intervene, fortunately, only a few Demon Emperor Realm powerhouses are lurking in various territories, and the battle situation has not escalated again in a short period of time......

In a ruined city at the junction of the Great Yan Dynasty and the Hanhai Empire, there are ruins everywhere, and one of the hidden underground stone houses is surrounded by strict restrictions.

Peng sat cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the stone house, pinched a law with both hands, and was closing his eyes to heal, his skin and face were blue and purple, and it was weird, with the flow of his mana, wisps of black mist rushed out of his body, permeating the stone house, and the smell was unpleasant.

The black mist fell on the stone wall, and the stone wall was corroded with mottled marks.

Suddenly, the two heavy stone doors flickered, and slowly opened with the sound of rolling, and a fat monk with a fat head and big ears and a red face walked in.

Peng's long pale golden eyebrows trembled for a while, put away the law, opened his eyes, and looked at the monk with exhaustion in his eyes.

The monk sniffed the smell of the stone house, and with a sudden wave of the wide sleeves of his robe, a strong wind was born in the room, and the black mist that permeated the stone house was suddenly swept away.

"Amitabha! Looking at the appearance of the donor, he should not be able to die! ”

The monk looked Peng Zhuri up and down, and smiled.

"Thank you Master for your help!"

Peng Zhuri's expression was solemn, and he saluted the monk with his hands folded.

"You're welcome, the donor has a relationship with the Buddha, and in the future, he will be the protector of the poor monk!"

The monk waved his hand at him with a smile on his face.

Peng Zhuri was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, his face instantly turned blue, and he hurriedly urged the mana to circulate in his body, and the divine soul clone in the sea of divine consciousness was even more squeezing something with both hands.

"Bald donkey, you dare to do tricks and feet in the old man's body!"

After a while, Peng Zhuri Huo Ran stood up, stretched out his hand and pointed at the monk, glaring angrily, his body trembled, and he gritted his teeth.

The monk was not angry at all, and grinned: "I didn't expect you to be able to stand up so quickly, congratulations, do you know that in order to save you, the poor monk didn't close his eyes for three days and three nights, and he was so tired that he lost his strength, and the elixir consumed was even more numerous, and this is not counting, the poor monk missed the great opportunity of Liu Changsheng, shouldn't the donor return this favor?" You are just falling into the realm now, compared to being dissected by someone to put the demon pill into medicine and pulling out the feather refining weapon, it is already a great luck of misfortune? By the way, there is only one pill left of the poor monk's Jiuyang Soul Rejuvenation Pill, I don't know if I can suppress the toxic spread in your body! ”

Hearing this, Peng Zhuri's face turned blue and red, his body trembled even more, and the residual poison in his body flared up again with the fluctuation of his mood.

This monk did save his life, but he also took away his storage bracelet, and the toxins in his body were not completely removed, once he left this monk's Jiuyang Soul Rejuvenation Pill, there would still be a life crisis.

"I want to be the Pure Land of the West, outstanding people, the Buddha once said that there should be 800 Arhats sitting down, and the poor monks, from this Arhat fruit position is only a step away, if the donor is willing to be the protector of the poor monks, the poor monks should be ......"

Great Yan Dynasty, Longhu Mountain.

Fu Qianqiu hid in a cloud of white clouds at the head of the sky, and quietly released a wisp of divine sense to investigate the beautiful mountains and rivers within a radius of 10,000 miles, at this moment, the empty mountain was lonely, there was no figure of a monk walking around, and there was no prohibition in a cave, but there was a group of low-level demon beasts under the leadership of a middle-level demon beast, swaggering around Longhu Mountain.

After more than an hour, Fu Qianqiu slowly withdrew his thoughts, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Fu Qianqiu reached out and flicked it on the storage bracelet, and took out a communication magic disk, and the magic disk was full of spiritual light, and a low buzzing sound came out.

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Qianqiu did not inject mana into the magic disk, but instead put away the magic disk and turned away......

Hanhai Empire, three thousand miles outside Hanhai City.

On a hundred-foot huge flying boat, a middle-aged man in a majestic brocade robe was also holding a communication magic disk in his hand, and was injecting mana into the magic disk.

This man is beautifully dressed and has an extraordinary temperament, like a king who has been in a high position for a long time, but he has green hair and blue eyes, and he looks like a demon at first glance.

On the side of the brocade-robed man, another tall and thin man in a green robe, in his early thirties, had a white face and beard, a cold expression, narrow eyes, a strange dark red color, and a cold mist around his body.

These two, the spiritual pressure exuded from their bodies is like an abyss, and they are two Demon Emperor Realm powerhouses.

Behind the two, more than a dozen men and women in gold armor lined up on both sides, standing straight, these men and women had different appearances, very different from the human race, and their bodies were full of demonic spirits.

The flying boat at the foot is luxurious and magnificent, and on the high mast in the middle of the flying boat, there is a dragon flag, and a majestic emerald green dragon in the flag is shaking its head and tail, opening its teeth and dancing claws, as if it is about to fly out of the flag.

This group of male and female monks is from the West Sea Dragon Palace.

The man in the brocade robe, named Ao Ying, is a distant cousin of the dragon lord Ao Mad in general.

After a full pillar of incense, there was still no sound from the communication magic disk in Ao Jin's hand, and after hesitating for a moment, Ao Jin put away the magic disk with a gloomy face.

"Yuan Xingkong doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, Fu Qianqiu is hiding from you and me, what the hell are these two doing?"

The man in the green robe said with a gloomy face, his words were hoarse and harsh, and he couldn't say anything ugly.

Ao Jin was already bored, and when he heard his harsh voice, he inexplicably felt a trace of disgust in his heart, but he didn't refute anything, but raised his hand and made a gesture at the golden armor demon general behind him.

Yuan Xingkong, who was in charge of finding out the news, did not know where to go, could not be contacted, Fu Qianqiu was difficult to find, the beacons in the Hanhai Empire were full of flames, and the human race and the demon clan could be seen fighting fiercely everywhere, the situation was chaotic, and the news was spreading everywhere like the wind: Liu Changsheng was captured by Jin Bolang, one of the valley lords of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, outside the Zizhu Mountain Range, Fu Qianqiu and several demon emperors and powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm teamed up to hunt down Jin Bolang, and chased and killed all the way from the Dayan Dynasty to the Qingyue Dynasty, but Jin Bolang still fled back to the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.

If the rumors are true, things will be in trouble, is it possible that Yuan Xingkong fell and died in this chaos? Is Liu Changsheng alive or dead, and where is Ao Qingyun now?

This trip was not as smooth as expected!

"Okay, let's meet here, what's the matter, aren't you waiting for the one from Mohai?"

Yan Ya glanced at Ao Jin and asked in surprise.

"He's already here?"

Ao Ying smiled faintly, and glanced at the sky on the right.

End of this section.

(Some book friends don't understand why the demon king in the Dragon Palace is called a demon general, for no other reason, the dragon clan is the king, and the shrimp soldiers and crabs can only be lowered to the next level!) ）