The Demon Gate was wiped out in three days.

Now there is only half a month left before the three-month period of the notice, and the news of the destruction of the Demon Gate has only been two days out, except for the two major factions that have not moved, the other small factions have all come to the cities of the alliance to carry out their sect forces, register the situation in detail, and receive detailed management systems and regulations such as "300 rules for the management of monks", "obligations and rights of monks", and "regulations of the alliance government".

These messy terms were all drafted and approved by the Council of Elders, who were increasingly changing to the regime, under the guidance of Fang Yuan's bad taste.

At this time, the eyes of everyone in the entire cultivation world were cast on Tianyin Temple and Incense Valley, waiting for their decision, whether to resist or obey? But after seeing the two battles when the alliance destroyed the demon gate. There is no hope for a chance for the two factions to rebel.

The unity of the whole world is at hand.

Without waiting for the decision of the two factions, the army had already left for the front line in southern Xinjiang. The barbarians have been harassing the southern cities, and at this time, the alliance government has been established, and it has freed up its hands, so it is natural to clean them up.

The two pies are now simmering in the pot, just waiting to be spiced. The entire top brass of the alliance is waiting for the three-month deadline to see how the two factions decide.

Fang Yuan smiled at Dao Xuan Zhenren and the Ghost King, "If Tianyin Temple and Incense Valley dare to resist, I will look down on them, but I estimate that in ten days at the latest, they will not be able to withstand the pressure and come to us to ask for peace and surrender." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren and the Ghost King laughed and did not speak. Based on their understanding of the two factions, this inference is basically inseparable. These two factions are now at both ends of the snake and rat, and there will be no other ending than being crushed and surrendering.

The incense valley near southern Xinjiang was frightened and panicked at this time. The alliance army's extermination of the Demon Sect was so neat that the Incense Valley had no confidence to face it at all. At this time, the Union troops were stationed a hundred miles away. Everyone in the Incense Valley thought that the Alliance Army was ready to move in advance.

At this time, in the council hall of the Burning Incense Valley, the high-level leaders of the Burning Incense Valley and the Tianyin Temple were all gathered together, and it was now a major juncture for the life and death of the sect.

Yun Yilan frowned and walked back and forth in the hall, and anyone could see the anxiety in it.

Shangguan Ce, who had seen the battle between Xuantian and the Demon Gate, said in a deep voice: "The 300,000 army of the alliance is eyeing the enemy from a hundred miles away, and this 300,000 army is completely effortless to destroy the Demon Gate whose strength is not less than that of our two factions, and we can't resist it desperately?" Lord, what should we do now? ”

"Everyone here must understand the truth of being an arm to block the car, what we have to think about now is not how to resist, but to join the alliance like Qingyun and the Ghost King Sect, otherwise our two factions will be constantly weakened according to the method of the alliance, and they will be reduced to the same existence as those small factions." This is what the Pukong monk of Tianyin Temple said.

After the two finished speaking, everyone was silent, not knowing whether to oppose or support. These facts are not understood by everyone, but it is extremely difficult to face them.

But who would want to delay without being subservient to others? Not to mention the two factions that have ruled the world for countless years.

Yun Yilan raised his forehead and sighed, "Qingyun and the Ghost King Sect are definitely not happy for us to enter the alliance to divide their interests, the only way is to find the Xuantian Sect to work, it is better to live under one than under several families, I don't know what you think?"

The scene was silent again, no one dared to take this pot, once the news came out, the person who made the decision and the postscript would definitely be spurned by the people, the world was not ashamed, the demon gate could still resist, the two factions were so soft, how did others think?

When the high-ranking leaders of the two factions in the Incense Valley were frightened and discussing how to end the battle with dignity, the alliance army drove into the wilderness.

The southern part of the world is all occupied by barbarians, divided into large and small tribes, the tribes have wizards who have spells on them, these wizards enjoy better life and resources, including advanced high-end items in the Central Plains, but the barbarians at the bottom are Ru Mao and drink blood, and they can't even talk about civilization, extremely primitive and backward and ignorant.

When a backward primitive tribe meets an organized army, it is an outright massacre. All resistance, except for the slightest trouble, a round of arrows rained, whether it was a wizard or a barbarian warrior, became a sieve.

Half a month's advance, perhaps a rapid march, Fanxiang Valley and Tianyin Temple's votes have not yet been handed over, the latest news of the Southern Wilderness has reached Xuantian Mansion, the alliance army has pushed the entire Southern Wilderness, all the barbarians except for the initiative to surrender, accept the civilization and relocation, the others have been destroyed.

In the entire battle, except for the ordinary sergeants who lost thousands due to various poison and wizard attacks, the monks and warriors of the entire alliance army were almost unharmed. And a little loss of materials is not even a drizzle for an alliance with deep pockets.

And after the people of Incense Valley found out that the army was aimed at the Nanban, many elders were reluctant to do so, and the three-month deadline was up before the fight was over. The two factions still haven't decided to pay attention to how exactly they will face pressure from the alliance.

The alliance army was previously involved in the Southern Wilderness, and they were too lazy to care about the fish on the two chopping boards, but at this time, the Southern Wilderness had come to an end, and the Southern Barbarians, who had been plagued by the people in the south for thousands of years, were completely cleaned up.

All kinds of new policies are for the benefit of ordinary people at the bottom, although some people are not adaptable, especially the previous upper-class figures. But the world has been completely centered, and as long as the alliance does not fight among itself in a short period of time, basically no one will be able to overthrow the rule of the alliance.

The second closed-door meeting of the Council of Elders was held on the day of the expiration of the March term.

Without waiting for the results of the meeting to come out, Fang Yuan went south alone, except for the Heavenly Book of Tianyin Temple that couldn't be left on that stone wall, there was nothing else Fang Yuan wanted and paid attention to, whether the Incense Valley and Tianyin Temple were gently incorporated into the system, or were crushed by the Elders Council that had gradually matured, Fang Yuan didn't care much.

The news of the Southern Wilderness had successfully taken down all the tribes of the barbarians, and now there was one last strange place left that had not been gnawed, and Fang Yuan knew that it must be the holy land of the barbarians. The Beast God has no one to take it except himself, and once the Alliance Army alarms it, it will be troublesome to be born early.

In this case, he moved to meet the beast god and eliminate the idea of future troubles by the way.

Fang Yuan was very curious about this pinnacle existence created by the ancient witch Linglong in Southern Xinjiang, because the personality of the Xuan Immortal World was too different from the realm that could create things. Even Fang Yuan had to be immortal and above five turns to be able to create a living thing, and he couldn't make a living thing.

To make a living thing, at least the spirit must be completed. If you want to create a race with unlimited potential like a human, it is at least something that can only be done by a person above the Golden Immortal, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for the Golden Immortal to do it.

Walk all the way through the cities, as well as between the mountains and rivers. Fang Yuan didn't deliberately walk in a straight line, but looked for an area where the city was concentrated, and each city would take a stroll, he had been in this world for three years, and his transformation of the mundane world was no less than that of the cultivation world.

The primitive civilization, through the organization of the modern system, still exerted a strong combat effectiveness, and everywhere the infrastructure construction, agricultural upgrading, the popularization of new things such as schools. In less than ten years, maybe Zhu Xian will have the emergence of cultivation technology, and a hundred years later, it may far surpass the earth in black technology.

Some of the brain holes that Fang Yuan mentioned to the Refining Academy, such as the flying sword transmission, the magic weapon of operation, the magic weapon of projection, and the magic weapon of communication, have already been studied. In the future, it may evolve into things like express delivery, computers, film and television, and mobile phones, and the Xianxia version of technology is more environmentally friendly than modern technology.

Take a look around, it took five days for Fang Yuan to enter the depths of the Southern Wilderness. Since entering the Southern Wilderness, the entire air environment has become bad, and you can see water and mud everywhere, jungles with tangled vines, poisonous insects and beasts, and wild smoke and rain. No wonder bullying a group of natives among the natives, the Alliance's losses are greater than the destruction of the Demon Cult.

The supreme commander of the Southern Wilderness of the Alliance Army is the Ghost King, Yun Zhengyan, and Cangsong, the three great elders, and more than 20 elders of the three sects. After Wan Jianyi announced his comeback, served as the chief instructor of the Alliance Army, and was added as an honorary elder, Cang Song let go of his knot, and the anti-water scene in the original book will not happen at all.

At this time, the most iron-blooded person in the alliance army is Cang Song, the Taoist man, the demon king, and Yun Zhengyan, the head of the devil, who is born to kill stars, are far inferior.

Fang Yuan met with everyone in a valley. When he arrived, the top of the Union Army was in a meeting to discuss, take the last bone and end the battle. Trapped for ten days, at a loss, it also made the top brass of the Alliance Army anxious.

After the Alliance forces broke into the lair of the Southern Wilderness, some wizards fled into a high mountain surrounded by black air and howling winds. The Ghost King and the others tried this place several times, and the monks and warriors who entered were gone, so the garrison surrounded the place, but they did not act rashly.

Fang Yuan knew that this was the lair of the beast god, and there was no doubt that this was the holy land of the people of southern Xinjiang. The Union forces are only a drag here, so it's better to do it yourself.

After listening to the report from the high-level in the alliance commander's account, Fang Yuan was speechless, and in the end, only the three ghost kings stayed behind and let the others retreat first. Fang Yuan said at this time, "I have already learned about the situation here, it is related to an existence at the peak of this realm, you can retreat after you settle it, and I will personally solve the last nail here."

For Fang Yuan's unfathomable realm, the Ghost King and the others did not have the slightest worry or suspicion, and said that it was.

After repairing overnight, when the alliance army slowly retreated on the second day, Fang Yuan stepped into this strange mountain alone.

Through the outer range surrounded by black qi, what appeared in front of Fang Yuan's eyes was a bare mountain, without any vegetation, there was a big hole at the foot of the high mountain, three zhang high, five zhang wide, and there was constantly a yin wind whistling out from inside, and the black qi on the periphery was permeated, and it was also seeping out from here.

From time to time, there was a sharp noise inside, as if something was raging.

In the middle of the hole, there is a stone statue standing upright, like a life-size one, with a slender posture, as if it were real.

The stone statue stood facing the depths of the cave, and the wind blew on the stone statue, making a low sound, but the stone statue silently endured and never wore out.

On the uneven ground, there were rotten white bones everywhere, mixed together, unable to distinguish between humans and beasts, a group of nearly twenty strange-shaped wizards were kneeling in front of the stone statues, spitting out strange tones in a low voice, several monks and warriors lying on the ground, blood had been drained, and their faces were distorted, as if they had been sacrificed alive.

Fang Yuan's face was cold, the wizards found out about his arrival, and there were already several people who shouted, their eyes showed fierce light, and they got up and chanted something.

There was no nonsense, Fang Yuan's realm was fully open, the fist seal struck through the void, and most of the wizards' witchcraft fell on Fang Yuan's few zhang, and a few were also wiped out in Fang Yuan's divine powers.

A palm made of glazed glass was half clenched into a fist print, and with a quick slap, several wizards saw that the situation was not good and fled into the cave, Fang Yuan's eyes were like a sword, and he exhaled a long breath from afar, and he was cut into two pieces at the entrance of the cave, and those who didn't have time to escape were all smashed heads, or their whole bodies were shattered.

It won't be long before a new pile of bones will be added to the ground. Killing these primitive and brutal wizards, Fang Yuan's emotions didn't even fluctuate at all.

The difference between good and evil, for the current Fang Yuan, is the true meaning, and other worldly concepts such as stopping killing and atonement for sins are no longer applicable to him who is gradually detached from the ordinary. The Buddha also has the wrath of the Ming King, not to mention the rest of the people?

Immediately, Fang Yuan stepped over the stone statue and stepped into the cave without hesitation.

As soon as his divine consciousness moved, the beautiful face of the stone statue was imprinted in his eyes, this ancient southern Xinjiang witch who created the beast god had completely turned into stone, Fang Yuan felt a faint consciousness in the stone statue, it could not be said that consciousness, it was a wisp of residual obsession, revealing the beautiful connection of time.

With a sigh, Fang Yuan walked towards the depths of the cave.

The huge walls of the cave are all hard stones, but they are densely packed and criss-crossed with cracks, like the marks left by a huge blow, which is shocking.

Continue to move forward for dozens of zhang, is an open flat land, under the light of the dark light from the depths of the cave, you can clearly see the thirteen huge skeletons lying on the ground, the skeleton of Bai Shengsheng is well preserved, the shape is different, but it surrounds a circle guarding a three-inch-high jade platform in the middle.

On the jade platform is a life-size white bone, covered with silk, I don't know how many years have passed, the silk is still bright and shiny, without any traces of decay.

The moment Fang Yuan entered, the thirteen white bones in the cave suddenly raised their heads together and roared into the sky, and in the violently whistling yin wind, a cold roar began to echo in the ancient cave. The piece of silk on the white bones on the jade platform danced out of thin air, as if a ghost and god had descended into the world.

With a loud shout, Fang Yuan's whole body bloomed, like a huge fireball rising in the hole.

The blood qi condensed, like a fiery red sun, and a humanoid existence was wrapped in the middle.

Crackling and crackling, the white bones in the cave emitted a hollow wail, washed by qi and blood, these dead but not stiff things were violently hit, as if splashed with aqua regia, the white bones began to emit black smoke, snorting on it, and falling layer by layer.

In the darkness, a black figure appeared, as if the darkness had been transformed, and in the complete black human form, there was only a pair of hollow eyes, and the hollow ghost light flickered. Silk rolls were draped over him.

The white bones on the ground that had been eroded by qi and blood flew up one after another, and a large number of white bones, as well as living alien beasts, alien race-wielding weapons and sharp claws, rushed out from behind the black-clothed man and rushed towards Fang Yuan.

A few zhang away, he was suppressed by Fang Yuan's qi and blood realm, crawling to the end, sneering and turning into black smoke and powder.

The black figure gradually became clear, turning into the appearance of an indifferent teenager. He floated three feet above the ground, looking at Fang Yuan condescendingly, and with a wave of his hand, all the strange beasts and white bones stopped in place.

"Beast God?" Fang Yuan smiled slightly. This strange creation actually has only a fleshy shell without any internal organs.

The young man's face was puzzled: "Are you here to kill me?" ”

"There was once a man who wanted to kill me for some ants, why did you?" The young beast god was full of puzzlement.

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