"Huh? The Heavenly Palace and the Demon Cave chose to attack at this time... Is it the end of the road, or does it want to cover up... What do you think, old woman. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The evil judge groaned slightly, turned his head and asked.

"Ahem, just defend and not attack. Let's see how they react, if they insist on going their own way, it means that the Demon Valley has indeed retreated, and if its shallow attack stops, it means that the Demon Valley is retreating. Meng Yu tapped his cane and said lightly.

"Hmm! Ladies and gentlemen, let the disciples of the sect stick to the line of defense, and do not ask the demons of the Heavenly Palace and the Demon Cave to break through. When their offensive slows down a bit, I'll deal with it later! The Evil Judge stood up with his head held high and waved his hand.

"Yes!" When the cultivators heard the order, they each picked up their swords and left the camp.

And Shanji just lifted the curtain and walked out, and before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by a little ghost surnamed Qu who was trotting all the way, "Division... Teacher! Call... That doll he... He..."

"Well, what's going on, you take your time!" Zenji looked up at the little ghost in front of him and said with a frown.

"It's Mu Yan, he's Ningyuan!" The little ghost surnamed Qu took a sharp breath and held back a sentence with difficulty.

"What! No way, Xiao Muyan is only five years old, how can it be Ning Yuan... That's it, I'll talk about this later, now I'll tell the little ghosts not to go out for the time being, and all of them will shrink within the defense line for me, and in addition, call the shadow ghost team to go around the enemy from the flank to the enemy's rear and give me a clear investigation of the enemy's situation. Let's see if the demon valley is a real retreat or a fake retreat! Zenji was stunned when he heard this, but at the moment of the great enemy, he didn't bother much. Instead, he replied to his senses and commanded at great speed.

"It's... Yes, Uncle Shi! The little ghost surnamed Qu was stunned slightly, and he also figured out which was more important in a short period of time.

"Well, if nothing happens in this encounter, it should be the last. You tell your disciples to pay more attention and don't lose their lives in vain. "Zenji, solemnly explained the main points of the war, and at the same time remembered the "voice of the earth" in his heart for no reason.

The first task after the success is to take the "Beast Language Collection"! At that time, the underworld will definitely replace the heavenly palace!

Thinking like this, Zenji hurriedly took out the ghost order in his arms at the same time, and told again: "Let the disciples spare their lives, go." ”

"Yes!"

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Late May 10024 in the Qin calendar.

Demon Valley was frustrated by the hinterland, and had no choice but to retreat from the battle, and escaped from the Six Sects War.

And this change undoubtedly put the Heavenly Palace and the Demon Cave into an embarrassment.

Originally, three sects against three sects, the victory or defeat was in the number of five or five, but now that they are outnumbered, the sky has been tilted, and it is obvious that the odds of winning are not big. But if it retreats like this, it is very likely to face a counterattack from the three sects.

Therefore, the Heavenly Palace and the Demon Cave made a desperate bet and used two elites to contain the Eastern Regions defense line in exchange for the large-scale migration of "hope in the door". As long as there is still bloodline remaining, if you want to rise again, there will naturally be a chance.

And this fierce battle that lasted for half a month took a turn with the appearance of a person.

Half a month ago, Wang Yifan returned from the Southern Regions, inadvertently broke into a valley, and stayed for half a month. Therefore, when he returned to the Nameless Peak again, between the five sects, it had reached the final moment of "deciding the winner with the Great Monk".

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"Damn, it's too late!" Wang Yifan muttered to himself, and landed in the center of the battlefield in the posture of a flying fire meteor.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Listen to me! He let out a long roar and knocked the cultivators back to both sides.

"Everyone, stop, this battle is over, and there is no need to add more killings." He carried the red feather on his back, and he still had a sword and a sword at his waist, but he had no body on his face, and he appeared in everyone as "Wang Yifan".

"Who are you?" A golden-crowned jade-faced overhaul slowly floated out from the crowd in the Heavenly Palace and spoke lightly.

"Dongzhou Wang Yifan, as the envoy of the Demon Valley, came to dissuade you, and hoped to coexist." Wang Yifan arched his hands left and right, and said with a straight face.

"Are you from the Demon Valley?" Zenji was shocked when he heard this, jumped out of the crowd, raised his hand and shouted.

"Senpai Senpai, don't be impatient. Before the junior went to the Southern Regions, he was not from the Demon Valley, and there are twists and turns here, please listen to me slowly. Wang Yifan bowed, full of respect for the good secretary who took care of Mu Yan.

"Hmph, since Demon Valley has withdrawn, what qualifications do you have to dissuade us. My demon cave cultivators, I am determined to die here today, and I know you quickly, or I will kill you! ”

Wang Yifan turned his head to take a look, slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, and said lightly: "The younger generation has heard that the demon cave only recognizes strength, not respect and inferiority. I don't know if I am lucky enough to defeat my predecessors, can I make the Demon Cave cultivators retreat. ”

"Hahaha, good! I didn't expect a man to come out of the demon crowd, come, let my demon dragon son understand the strength of the demon valley envoy! The Demon Cave Overhaul robe shook and walked out slowly, only to see a large cloud of black smoke suddenly gushing out from under his ink-colored robe, gushing non-stop.

Sorcerer...

Wang Yifan shuddered when he heard it, and always felt that it was a wrong decision to hang up the name of Demon Valley. I can't help but slander his obscene old man again.

"The juniors are offended!" Wang Yifan raised his sword and shook his head, and the wings behind him suddenly opened.

This was a fluke when I was lost in a strange valley in the Southern Regions. It is refined from the fire feather of the ancient spirit bird "Vermilion Bird", and the grade is two orders higher than the "Lei Peng Feather", and it is an eleventh-order super god-level spirit tool. It is precisely for it that Wang Yifan is willing to stay for half a month.

Now, with this spirit tool and the magic skills that Wang Yifan learned after he was promoted to the advanced level of the system, he can definitely have the effect of defeating the enemy. Moreover, if you don't show a little strength, it is impossible to easily convince the cultivators.

Therefore, although Wang Yifan only had the seventh-order Yuan Force and internal strength, he still chose to go all out without thinking.

He swung a sword lightly, without the slightest move or preparation, it was a sword that was so simple and fast. In an instant, its internal strength and yuan power were discharged, and all of them were poured into the long sword, and at the same time, the flame wings behind it disintegrated, turning into pieces of red feathers, covering the sword table.

"The sword swings and the devil is terrified!"

With a clear sound, the long sword in Wang Yifan's hand had already stopped, and the red sword had also dyed the sky red.

The Demon Dragon Zi who was at the tip of the sword did not react, and he didn't even see the trajectory of the sword after it left his body. But the spirit apparatus in his hand has already been broken!

Bite...

The black dragon dagger quietly landed.

He subconsciously raised the remnant blade in his hand, only to see that the fire core was all over the fracture, and the black dragon's claw was actually melting in the fire of the little core!

"This..."

The cultivators of the Demon Cave were shocked. This black dragon dagger is forged from the teeth and claws of the West Sea Ink Dragon, which has not rotted for thousands of years, and is the premier spirit tool in the demon cave, but it is difficult to parry even the opponent's move, and it is directly fused and damaged. What if this level of attack falls on the human body?

The demon cave cultivators don't want to think about it anymore. And the demon dragon was angry in his chest, only to feel that the other party's methods were inappropriate, and let the demon cave destroy a treasure in vain.

He wanted to open his mouth to scold angrily, but he didn't want to fall into the devil's cave in front of those fake monks of the Three Sects. Therefore, he gritted his teeth and kept silent. I was thinking about how to make up for the loss of the "destroyed spirit tool".

And the scene calmed down with everyone's surprised expressions.

"Now, listen to me!"

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