"What, Adversary?"

Ming Chengxi's face changed, the people the demon was referring to were none other than those few people, could it be that they also came to get involved in the affairs of the divine soldiers.

He turned his head and glanced around, then motioned to go down the hall and talk to each other.

Following Jin Liu'er into the cubicle at the back of the hall, Ming Chengxi closed the door casually.

He hurriedly asked: "Who is the devil you are talking about, and what do you want to do when you appear here? Are those people who punish demons and righteous people chasing them?"

Jin Liu'er replied one by one: "It's the big devil named Zheng Qiu."

He was very strange and suddenly appeared in the hall like this, and then asked me for a map of the topography of the Sleepy Cloud Prison Mountains.

However, the situation of the Sleepy Cloud Heavenly Prison Mountain Range is special, and I don't have a topographic map here, so I have to record the inspection of the outer part of the mountain range to him.

Those guys are fierce, and a large group of people rushed in to find the devil.

But that Zheng Qiu suddenly disappeared before they came, and I don't know where he went. ”

Ming Chengxi looked a little anxious, frowning as if thinking about a difficult problem, and after a while, he asked, "Zheng Qiu took the inspection record, does it mean that he is going to enter the Sleepy Cloud Heavenly Prison Mountain Range, could it be that he wants to snatch the divine soldiers?"

Jin Liu'er shook her head: "Elder, I really don't know about this, the devil took the record book and left, and he didn't say anything." ”

Hearing this, Ming Chengxi waved his hand and ordered, "You invite the elder in the red sect uniform in, we have important matters to discuss, remember to close the door." ”

Jin Liu'er nodded seriously, and then went out to invite someone, and in less than ten breaths, Elder Forty-Seven pushed the door and entered the compartment.

"Is it that Zheng Qiu's business?"

Ming Chengxi spread his hands: "Didn't you ask knowingly."

Now that the situation has changed a bit, I wonder if your method of splitting up the righteous qi of the demons will still work?"

Forty-seven thought about it for a while, and then understood what Ming Chengxi meant: "The appearance of Zheng Qiu is equivalent to the fact that the sect of demonic righteousness has a common enemy, and it will work together to unite with the outside world.

In this case, our method of secretly provoking is still feasible, but the effect is estimated to be much worse, and the most important thing depends on the control ability of Mo Junrong, the demon envoy.

If he has a strong grip on the righteous qi of the demons, I am afraid that our strategy will end in failure. ”

Ming Chengxi's expression dimmed, obviously there was a high possibility that the plan would fail, and he missed this opportunity to bring down the righteous qi of the demon again, and he didn't know when he would have to wait.

Elder Blood Cloud naturally saw the change in Ming Chengxi's expression, and after thinking for a moment, he proposed, "According to the itinerary of the Heavenly Boat of the major post stations, the Heavenly Boat carrying the Demon Destroyer will not arrive until tomorrow morning.

Now that it's dark outside, I can take advantage of Mo Junrong's pre-arrival to make a move, and let the demons fight among themselves.

In this way, even if Mo Junrong comes, it will be a mess left to him, and it will take a lot of time to clean it up. ”

Ming Chengxi clasped his fist and saluted to Forty-Seven: "This is the only way for now, please be careful when acting."

I will erect the Qianyun Sect cloud pattern flag at the garrison point, and wait for you to come and meet tomorrow morning. ”

After the two discussed the countermeasures, they hurriedly left the post station with the remaining ten disciples and flew towards the Sleepy Cloud Heavenly Prison Mountain Range.

At this time, in the mountain range, Zheng Qiu's bare feet jumped lightly between the treetops, as silent as a tanuki.

He searched for various fungi between the branches and branches of the trees, and sneaked around in circles towards the anomaly area.

Rustling, he leaped forward and landed on the treetops in front of him, catching a glimpse of a warm yellow lampstone glow under the tree.

Before Zheng Qiu could take a closer look, a cultivator's angry roar came from below: "Who is it?"

It seemed that it was the sound of shaking the branches and leaves when he jumped, which made these cultivators hear.

Zheng Qiu hid in the dense treetops and remained motionless to avoid being discovered.

At this time, a light breeze blew, mixed with continuous rain, which made a large area of the forest rustle.

Other cultivators below persuaded: "You are too nervous, it's just the mountain wind blowing, don't be a soldier." ”

The voice grew softer again, and only a faint sound could be heard, and an extremely slight metallic grinding tone could be heard.

Zheng Qiu slowly picked up the leaves and probed his brain to look down.

There were five cultivators sitting next to the lampstone, and judging by their clothes, they should be a strange sect that they had never seen before.

They cut down trees and cut them into planks and built a square wooden platform on the muddy ground, on which they sat and sharpened their blades slowly.

Since it was not clear whether these people belonged to the Demon Righteous Qi, after observing for a while, Zheng Qiu lost interest.

Just as he was about to leave, in the dark dense forest not far away, there was a sudden sound of swishing flight.

The speed of the voice approaching is very fast, obviously a master, could it be that his whereabouts have been discovered?

Zheng Qiu clenched his fists and secretly mobilized the energy in his body to prepare for defense.

But his defense was redundant, and the figure flying out of the dense forest directly hit the five cultivators on the side of the lampstone, looking like they were not good.

The five cultivators also reacted quickly, jumping up from the ground one by one, swinging their blades and scattering layers of sword light and sword shadows in front of them, trying to delay the opponent's attack.

Under the light of the warm yellow lampstone, Zheng Qiu could see clearly that the person who suddenly flew out was wrapped in black clothes, and his face was also covered with a thick black cloth.

The only thing that showed was the hair, and the pale color proved that under the black clothes was an old man, and an old man with very quick movements.

His first reaction was that this old man was from Ink Shadow Valley, because the clothes he was wearing were too similar to Ink Shadow Valley, they were all black tights.

But then the old man's energetic color made Zheng Qiu think of another type of person, evil cultivation.

I saw that the old man did not fight with the five people, but waved his hand and spilled a piece of blood-red smoke and dust, and at the same time, he blasted out five palms one after another, slapping these smoke and dust on the five cultivators.

After this set, the old man in black had no intention of fighting, dropped a small dagger and flew away, and disappeared into the dark jungle in the blink of an eye.

The five cultivators looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

One of them tiptoed close to the dagger, picked it out of the plank with his sword, and showed it to his companions after confirming that there were no toxins.

Between the treetops, Zheng Qiu was also confused.

Suddenly, a person flew out, spilled blood-colored smoke and dust, and slapped five palms, then dropped a dagger and walked away.

What the hell is this man trying to do, and is there any purpose in doing so?

He calmed down and continued to observe, and after about two incense sticks, there were some strange changes in the five cultivators.

They are talking louder and louder, and their body movements are becoming more and more exaggerated.

And from their words and actions, it can be seen that their emotions have become very excited, as if they have been stimulated by something.

This situation is a bit similar to ordinary people getting drunk and playing crazy, feeling that the Divine Realm dares to go up and punch twice when standing in front of them.