In the square in the center of the city, a black altar stands. [Full text reading]

Incense is burning around the altar, and countless huge garlands and baskets are placed.

Dressed in white, Simon stood solemnly in the center of the altar, looking around at the more than 100 Taoist leaders under the altar with his bloodshot eyes.

"This memorial is not only for the heroes of the Tianmai family who died in the territory of the demon race, but also to pay tribute to the people of our generation who died in the two battles of the Demon Sword Mountain, but also to pay tribute to the heroic spirits who have shed their blood in order to defend the human race for thousands of years!"

Ximen's worry-free voice echoed in the sky above the small city, and the 100,000 allied troops listened quietly, but their expressions were still indifferent.

They are not fools, who do not know how sinister the current situation is.

Although Lord Simon's words were impassioned, they were somewhat late, and it was difficult to arouse their enthusiasm again.

The stupid Tianmai family has thousands of ways to kill Xiao Qiang, why did he choose to do it at the main altar of the demon clan?

You said that if you could kill it, it would be fine, but your own strength was not good, Xiao Qiang did not kill it, but instead lost the three temple masters.

What's even more sad is that they are three high-ranking temple masters, but in the end they are beaten to death by the crowd, what is the difference between this and those ruffians and hooligans who are in the market?

Now it's okay, not to mention the loss of soldiers, not to mention the loss of majesty and dignity, the entire demon clan is enraged.

The High Priest of the Demon Clan officially declared war on the Tianmai Family, and the two sides completely tore their faces, and there was no longer any room for ambiguity.

The battle of exorcism that year, although it was also led by the Tianmai family, but that time it was a gathering of the power of the entire human race, and the war covered the two worlds of secular cultivation, and the human race fought hard for eight years to defeat the demon race.

But this time, it was the Demon Race that declared war on the Tianmai Family, not on the entire Human Race.

This also means that the Tianmai family and the coalition forces will have to fight against all the demon cultivators, and at the same time, they will also have to fight against the growing Demon Sword Pavilion.

In a word, the Tianmai family is in big trouble, and their coalition forces are also in big trouble!

The disciples of the small sect in the 100,000 coalition army have already begun to regret it, if they can leave, they want to leave this small city now and hide far away.

Who wants to be cannon fodder? Why should they pay for the stupidity of the Tianmai family?

In Simon's lengthy speech, the 100,000 allied troops had their own thoughts, and even some of them had already shown impatience.

Finally, the generous sacrifice was over, and just as he was about to take the next step, in front of the altar, an old man in black said solemnly: "Lord Ximen, the demon clan has begun to sweep the various sects on the grassland, and I hope that the lord will allow his subordinates to temporarily return to the grassland and move the sect to the interior!"

Ximen Wuwu and Duanmuzhen's faces were extremely ugly, and the haze in their eyes flashed, they didn't expect that before such a grand ceremony ended, some people couldn't wait to leave.

It's just that now that the situation is so bad, how dare they let one go?

If one person is gone, there will be a second person, and the chain reaction caused by this is that I am afraid that these 100,000 coalition troops will collapse before they go to the battlefield!

Ximen Wuwu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and nodded with a straight face: "Master Song, of course the inheritance of your sect must continue, but now that the war is imminent, the coalition army must not be moved lightly, so let's do it, this seat will send people to pick up the disciples of your sect, and be sure to move them over safely!"

The head of Wuyue Pavilion, the head of Song, probably guessed that he couldn't leave, and he nodded gratefully to Ximen Wuwu: "Then Lord Laoximen will bother, but in the future, I will send my disciples to use the magic crystal nucleus for cultivation, and I hope that Lord Ximen can take care of it, of course, it is not for nothing, we will purchase it at the real price!"

Ximen's worry-free face darkened a little, but he still had to force himself to smile and nodded without thinking: "Master Song, please rest assured, my Tianmai family has thousands of years of heritage, of course the magic crystal nucleus is not a problem, but Master Song has other needs, you can find this seat!"

More than a hundred Taoist leaders were somewhat calmer in their hearts after hearing this, but there was a strangeness in their eyes when they looked at Ximen Wuwu.

Wuyue Pavilion was nothing more than a small sect with more than a hundred disciples, and it couldn't be smaller, small enough that most people would ignore its existence.

If it was before, let alone the Wuyue Pavilion, even a big sect like the Three Holy Temples would not dare to bargain with the Tianmai family so openly.

However, now, Simon Wuwu has become so easy to speak, and even a little low-voiced, how can this not make them sigh?

To be honest, at this moment, they would rather Ximen Wuwu be as strong as ever and as high as ever, because only such a Tianmai family can have the confidence to ignore everything, and only then can they have the domineering spirit of giving up on others!

It seems that they haven't seen this domineering and this confidence for a long time, and maybe they won't see it again.

The memorial ceremony continues, and it must continue.

However, at this moment, in the north of the city, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar!

Smoke and flames were steaming, screams rang out one after another, and the whole city resounded with shrill sirens.

Could it be that the Demon Sword Pavilion is calling?!

Many people's first reaction was to run away, even the more than a hundred Dao leaders under the altar had slightly pale faces.

Ximen Wuwu and Duanmu Zhen's faces were pale, their big hands tightly clutched the weapons at their waists, and their cold eyes looked in the direction where the explosion came from.

In a moment, a ragged and blackened coalition commander strode forward, knelt down on one knee under the altar, and said loudly: "Tell the two adults, the demon agents have infiltrated the city, and they have attacked the camp north of the city with earth-shattering thunder!"

Ximen Wuwu's anger, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally broke out, and he couldn't help but roar: "How did the demon secret agent get in?!"

The commander who came to report hurriedly lowered his head, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

The 100,000 allied troops they gathered were originally good and bad, coming from all over the world, and it was difficult to distinguish them, which everyone knew well.

Therefore, Lord Simon's question is more like venting, and of course the commander does not dare to take this stubble.

Duanmu Zhen asked calmly, "What about the casualties?"

The commander hesitantly glanced at the people around him, and said truthfully: "More than three hundred people died, and the injured are still being counted." ”

"What, so many people died?!"

Everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar, and several Dao leaders left in a hurry on the spot, because their sect disciples were stationed in the camp north of the city.

"How can this be reasonable, how can this be reasonable!" Simon Wu Wu shouted angrily, not knowing whether he was talking about the demon secret agents or the Taoist leaders who left without permission.

Zhisheng Ning Tianye, who was standing in the audience, flashed a trace of worry in his eyes, and said solemnly: "It must be the revenge planned by the Demon Shadow Pavilion, my lord, the strength of the Shadow Pavilion should not be underestimated, they have the first time, there will be a second and third time, we must make arrangements in advance!"

As soon as Ning Tianye's words fell, the camp in the west of the city once again resounded with an earth-shattering roar, and puffs of black smoke rushed into the sky