Qi Zhen, who was hidden in the crowd, also understood what the purpose of Wu Tian's actions was almost at the same time.

Qi Zhen originally thought that the cultivators of the Western Regions must be Wu Tian's backhand, after experiencing the mutual consumption of fifteen sects and loyal fans of the demon clan, these cultivators of the Western Regions will control the whole situation, and then rely on the control of the scene, so that Shushan can form a domination over the situation in the world, because no matter how unconvinced those immortal masters are, they are not capable of defeating the "alliance" of Shushan and the cultivators of the Western Regions, in essence, Shushan has basically completed the control of all the cultivators on the land of Shenzhou.

It wasn't until the Immortal Master began to rush to kill Ye Gu Chan and the Western Regions Immortal Cultivator joined the battle that Qi Zhen realized that the matter was far from over.

If the normal situation was followed, then the Spectrum Immortal Masters, who were already at a disadvantage in numbers, would instantly become a dangerous situation under the internal and external attacks of Ye Gu Zen and the cultivators of the Western Regions.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or if the system was originally designed to be like this, Mr. Mo, an NPC who has been hidden for a long time, stepped forward, but let the Spectrum Immortal Master actually have the upper hand in the situation when he was inferior in numbers.

Mr. Mo's appearance was determined by his position, but when he saw that the battle below was hot and both sides began to produce a large number of casualties, he instantly understood Shushan's intentions.

The disciples of Shushan, whether they are the second or third generation disciples, have not participated in any battle until now, as if in their eyes, only the matter of sealing the demonic qi is the right thing.

Just because of the change in Wu Tian's position, the immortal cultivators on the ground were in a mess, and the disciples of Shushan had been watching from the wall.

Then Wu Tian's purpose is about to come out.

That's why Mr. Mo received the spiritual power of harmony, but he didn't expect that it would make the Spectrum Immortal Masters who had just gained the upper hand suffer a big loss.

Originally, I thought that Shushan was in a camp with the immortal masters, but later I suddenly found that Shushan might be on the same side as the demon world, and then I found out that Shushan may be in a wave with the Western Regions, and in the end, Mr. Mo Da and Qi Zhen understood that Shushan was not in the same camp as anyone.

Shushan's only position is only himself.

Wu Tian's purpose was not to redivide the territory of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, his goal was originally only one.

Break and stand!

Broken, it is the broken family that is broken!

"You see, I said I would keep this matter within a reasonable range, and I said I would do it." Wu Tian said with a smile.

"It turns out that your reasonable range is to exterminate all the cultivators in the human world." Mr. Mo gritted his teeth, it was hard to imagine that an old man with fairy wind bones was actually trembling by his angry beard, completely losing his demeanor and reason.

"You see, the struggle between the two worlds of gods and demons is always so muddy, even today, there are still many remnants of the demon clan here, and the influence of the heavenly realm is everywhere, as for these immortal cultivators, no matter what kind of position they stand, they have to fight for their own interests and territory, and even make the world miserable." Wu Tian said.

When Qi Zhen heard this, he instantly remembered Liao Xunli, an immortal cultivator who entered the world to practice and participated in the affairs of the human court.

"The human world acts according to the ideas of the heavenly realm, hunting and killing demons everywhere, those who become immortals are jumping around, and those who are not immortals are hiding everywhere, why? It's still called the way of heaven is like this, is the way of heaven such a bastard? ”

Wu Tian raised his hand, stopped Mr. Mo who was about to open his mouth to refute him, and continued: "Mr. Mo has lived in the mountains for a long time, not to mention the idea that if he is not of my race, his heart will be different, but how much do you know about the current situation in the cultivation world? ”

Wu Tian combined a sword finger with his right hand, tapped it on his eyebrows, and swung it forward.

A one-person high-light curtain was formed out of thin air and displayed in front of Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo's face was stunned for a while, and he sighed: "Sword Consciousness Transformation, I didn't expect you to have reached such a realm!" ”

Wu Tian didn't answer Mr. Mo's words, and some pictures began to appear on the light curtain.

The people knelt in front of an immortal cultivator, holding the only money and possessions left in their homes, as if they were honoring each other.

The immortal cultivator was obviously not too interested in these things, and just glanced at them a few times, and then turned his face away with a sneer.

Some of the people hugged their heads and cried, and some threw down their finances and walked forward on their knees, trying to grab each other's trouser legs and the corners of their clothes and begg.

But in an instant, the immortal cultivator disappeared in place, leaving only a group of helpless and dazed ordinary people.

As soon as the picture turned, it was still the same place, a group of teenagers who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old were taken away from the place by officials in official uniforms, their eyes were full of despair and helplessness, but their families could only cry silently in the room, and no one could see them.

The scene changed again, and in a town, an immortal cultivator suddenly descended into the middle of the street, and threw a yellow charm in his hand at a vendor who was doing business.

The peddler who was doing business had apparently no guess how he had been discovered.

With a flick of his body, he revealed his demon body, a gray hedgehog.

It seemed that he couldn't fight the immortal cultivator in front of him at all, so he slipped towards the city gate by sticking to the corner.

After he became his main body, he was able to avoid the sneak attack of the spell, but he let his stall suffer.

The yellow talisman exploded, shattering the wooden stall in an instant, and the sharp stubble exploded like bullets, and the people around who didn't know the truth didn't know how many dead and injured in this moment.

One person and one demon chased me along this street towards the city gate, but the attacks of the immortal cultivators were non-stop, and the results of those people who were originally on the street could be imagined.

The picture changed again, this time the picture switched to a fairy mountain scene, in the misty white clouds, two disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect were engaged in the most tragic competition, and next to them, there was another sect, that sect smiled lightly and watched the dangerous battle between the two sides, with a look of indifference.

This is two sects fighting for the position of a hill.

The heads of the two sects watched their disciples' life-and-death fights with nervousness on their faces, and in a blink of an eye, the face of the person in the center turned into flattery.

Two wins in three games, the winner stays, and the loser leaves the mountain, this is the rule set by the person in the center.

There is also a requirement, the winner is not allowed to stay alive, which can be regarded as a prepared gift for worshipping the mountain.

In the end, one of the sects won, and the price was also the death and cripple of his own disciples, but the head still smiled.

As a result, before his smile could bloom, it froze on his face, and he looked at the tip of the knife that passed through his chest in disbelief, and looked at the head of the other faction who was just as nervous as himself, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and fell straight down.

The other head pulled out his knife, rubbed the blood on the corpse's clothes, and then clasped his hands into fists and knelt down on one knee in front of the immortal cultivator in the center.

The immortal cultivator still smiled faintly, patted him on the shoulder, said something, and then disappeared in place.

The battle below has entered the white-hot stage, magic weapons and spells are flying all over the sky, stumps and broken arms are scattered everywhere, and blood stains the ground bright red, looking extremely disgusting.

The immortal cultivators who were originally out of the dust were like gladiators in the Colosseum at this time, and they could no longer mention the slightest beauty, and they all looked fierce, as if they were eager to tear the enemy alive.

No one had the energy to look at the picture in the sky, except Qi Zhen.

Seeing the light curtain disappear in front of his eyes, Mr. Mo lowered his head slightly and was silent.

"Immortal cultivators are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the world, some people are in charge, some people are in charge when they are in the right place, and some people really don't care."

"Immortal cultivators take it as their responsibility to subdue demons and subdue demons, so there is naturally nothing wrong with making a move on the street."

"There are only a few places with abundant spiritual energy, so it doesn't seem like a big deal to grovel to the stronger."

Wu Tian said three sentences, corresponding to the three things in the light curtain.

He just explained the content of the picture to Mr. Mo, and added half a comment of his own.

But whether it was Mr. Mo or Qi Zhen, they both understood what Wu Tian wanted to express.

"Look at them." Wu Tian pointed downward.

The battle below has almost reached the end stage, and it seems to be the end of the tragic victory of the immortal cultivator camp, and it is estimated that in the end, it will be a pitiful end for dozens of people.

"Isn't it ugly? Heh, where is there a bit of an immortal master on the mountain. Wu Tianjian raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

"Come on, since I can't persuade you, then I can only rely on my little tricks to stop you." Mr. Mo sighed, as if he had just gritted his teeth and pretended to be.

Wu Tian naturally knew that he was not, it was true to grit his teeth, and it was true to be filled with righteous indignation, but the matter had come to this, and this old man with a very high rank instantly let go of the life and death of those people in his heart, and if he wanted to stop Wu Tian's next action, he naturally had to be careful.

"You guys come and wrap it up, hurry up, there's something to do." Wu Tian said to the Shushan disciple beside him.

Those Shushan disciples nodded, and the imperial sword rushed down to kill, with an indescribable demeanor.

"You are an elder, please." Wu Tian turned to Mr. Mo and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

"The heavenly realm guarantees the stability of the eight directions in the world, the three gods of Nuwa, Shennong, and Fuxi, which one is not a person in the heavenly realm, if you want to rebel against the heavenly realm, you will rebel against the ancestors!" The spiritual power on Mr. Mo's body rose again, and even Wu Tian was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that this Mr. Mo's spiritual power was actually so thick.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's do it." Wu Tian shook his head, and an incomparably sharp sword aura rushed into the sky, straight into the sky, as if it was about to disperse the dark clouds in the sky.

"It's blue." Mr. Mo sighed when he saw this.