Two thousand years ago, the Demon League crusaded against the demon clan on the Great Wall in the northwest of Kyushu.

In the army of the Demon Alliance, most of them are spirit demons of various races, and only a small part of the human race, among these spirit demons, there is another race that can be said to be the main force of the war, that is, the dream demon clan with the blood of the ancient divine beast Dream Tapir flowing in the body.

This dream demon clan is good at building illusions, so that the demon clan army is confused, and its patriarch Meng Qingxuan has more than 1,100 years of cultivation, and can build up to 12 dream realms, which is only one step away from the 13th highest realm of the dream demon clan's "Dream Clearing Formula".

On the eve of the Northwest Crusade War, Li Dongyi had an appointment with Meng Qingxuan.

Late at night, the Northwest Great Wall City Tower residence.

There was a gentle knock on the door of Li Dongyi's residence, and Li Dongyi, who was sitting on a wooden chair and taking a nap, opened his eyes and smiled slightly, he knew that the person he was waiting for was coming.

Li Dongyi stood up and opened the door, and the person standing outside the door was tall and wearing a black cow hair cloak, which was Meng Qingxuan.

"Son of heaven, I have something to discuss with you. Meng Qingxuan, who was outside the door, took off his hood and said to Li Dongyi, seeing that Li Dongyi was still in a slender silver robe and did not change the clothes he used to sleep, Meng Qingxuan knew that Li Dongyi had long expected that he would come back to him.

Li Dongyi smiled, took two steps back, made a "please" gesture to Meng Qingxuan, and said, "Come in and talk about it." ”

Meng Qingxuan hurriedly entered the house, and Li Dongyi also closed the door.

Meng Qingxuan sat on the chair, and Li Dongyi also sat on the chair next to him, lifted the teapot on the wooden table in the middle and poured half a cup of tea for Meng Qingxuan: "Menglao, you came to visit late at night, and I didn't have any preparations, so I smiled." ”

Meng Qingxuan also hurriedly politely: "Where is the Son of Heaven." Then he took a sip of his teacup.

"Son of heaven, in fact, I seem to be discussing with you tonight...... It's just ......" Meng Qingxuan put down the teacup and looked at Li Dongyi as if he was going to say something, but he seemed to be worried about something else.

Li Dongyi looked at Mengqingxuan's hesitant appearance, smiled knowingly, waved his hand lightly, and a white prototype barrier wrapped his door, Li Dongyi smiled: "Meng Lao, so that others can't hear our conversation." ”

Meng Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Son of Heaven, I came tonight just to discuss with you what you and I talked about. ”

"Meng Lao, do you trust me to protect your people?" Li Dongyi seemed to be a little unhappy.

Meng Qingxuan hurriedly shook his head and said: "How dare I doubt the ability of the Son of Heaven, but I want to know the mystery of this, so I will give an explanation to my clansmen when I go back like this, these thousand clansmen are the majority of the elites of my clan, and the old man really doesn't want them to be harmed......"

Li Dongyi poured tea for Meng Qingxuan's teacup again, and said: "Meng Lao don't worry, in fact, the reason is very simple, when the time comes, I will set up a formation near your clan, and then this magic circle can not only help you with the illusion effect can also go to the next level in this ice and snow, and even if the snow demon attacks, your clan will not be threatened, you just need to try your best to maintain your twelvefold dream realm." ”

"That's very good. Meng Qingxuan arched his hand to Li Dongyi, he naturally would not doubt Li Dongyi's ability, since he could get his letter, then he would feel a lot more at ease.

Meng Qingxuan got up to say goodbye, and Li Dongyi got up to send him off.

The war started, Li Dongyi and Bu Zefan stood on the city wall, Meng Qingxuan with the support of thousands of clansmen, instantly built a twelve-fold illusion, suddenly, the thousand demon phalanx burst out of the sky-high purple light, among which there are twelve golden silk threads intertwined with each other, each golden silk thread represents a double illusion, Meng Qingxuan's peak strength was originally a twelve-fold illusion, at this time, with the blessing of thousands of clansmen, these twelve golden threads became brighter and brighter.

Seeing this situation, Li Dongyi on the city wall closed the folding fan and tapped the void, a small circle of black runes appeared, and a huge black circular circle appeared under the phalanx composed of thousands of dream demons.

Bu Zefan on the side was also surprised, isn't this what Bu Zefan used to exchange with him last time in the Northern Battlefield?

Engraved by black runes, the beneficiaries standing in this array can increase their cultivation by nearly half, and the magic circle has an extremely strong barrier, which can block the full attack of the thousand-year-old demon, but the disadvantage is that this magic circle has no amplification effect on the caster.

But the most important thing is that this formation not only requires the caster's own cultivation to be more than 1,300 years, but also that activating this array will consume all the caster's mana, and in the next month, he can only use mana like ordinary people.

So this formation Bu Zefan has never used it, after all, he is the main combat force of the Demon Alliance, and he must fight at any time, when Li Dongyi asked him to exchange this, Bu Zefan was a little surprised, after all, this seems to be very strong, but in fact, it is a very weak formation that he has never even thought of using.

"It turns out that this is how you persuaded Meng Lao, then you really paid for it. Bu Zefan looked at Li Dongyi, whose face had become a little pale, and nodded thoughtfully.

Li Dongyi smiled and said, "This thing may not be useful to you, but I'm very strange." ”

"That's fine. ”

With the blessing of this magic circle, the purple light is even worse, and the twelve golden threads in it are flying in the purple light like twelve golden dragons, and among the twelve golden dragons, there seems to be a thirteenth golden thread looming.

Meng Qingxuan also felt the blessing of this magic circle on him, at this moment he seemed to have merged with his own illusion, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Li Tianzi really deserved his reputation, there was such a strange magic, even if he lived for more than 1,300 years, it was also an eye-opener.

This magic circle seems to have given him a glimpse of the thirteenth illusion realm!

Purple light shrouded the snow demon army rushing towards them, and the twelve-fold illusion was launched, there was bitterness and joy in this illusion, one ring after another, even if one layer was broken, there was a second layer that was more difficult to break, which could make the will of the recruiter disappear and devour its spirit.

Sure enough, the snow demon army shrouded in purple light stopped, and all of them fainted to the ground, even the snow demons with strong mental strength could only barely stand, but they were all shaky, and their eyes were blank.

"Rush!"

Seeing that the snow demon was already under control, Jin Lie, the patriarch of the Golden Lion Clan, roared angrily towards the sky, and thousands of Golden Lion Demons rushed to the battlefield with a group of spirit demons.

Sword Pavilion, the people of Shushan are all flying swords and going to the battlefield.

For a while, the balance of victory on the battlefield fell to the side of the Demon Alliance, the strongest Snow Demon Clan on the battlefield had been controlled by Meng Qingxuan and could not move, and the other armies of the Demon Clan seemed to be affected by the weather and terrain, and their combat power was greatly reduced, and they could not compete with the Demon Alliance at all.

Seeing this, Bu Zefan thought that this war seemed to be nine out of ten, and he didn't even need to make a move himself, but he didn't expect that Meng Qingxuan's twelve-fold dream realm would be so powerful, and it would directly make the demon clan's army unable to advance for half a point.

"The Dream Demon Clan is really a weapon of war......"

Bu Zefan's body became a little relaxed.

Bang!

Bu Zefan's nerves that had just relaxed suddenly tensed, and he felt the appearance of a majestic demonic aura that he had never seen before!

The owner of this demonic aura is more than all the monsters present.

100 times stronger!

"Wait, don't you retreat?"

In this world, a female voice sounded, this voice, not only contains the charm of destroying people's bones, but also has the imperial momentum of the world, just a light drink, let some monsters who are not high in cultivation kneel on the ground.

Everyone and all the demons were shocked, and the army of the Demon Alliance looked panicked, on the other hand, the army of the demon clan, as if the subjects knocked on the emperor, they all threw themselves to the ground, and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the fox fairy!"

Fox fairy?

Bu Zefan was still puzzled, the blizzard flying in this world suddenly stopped.

A vision of heaven and earth?!

What a demon is this?!

The black runes on Bu Zefan's hands are entangled, and as soon as they appear, they can trigger the vision of heaven and earth, and their cultivation will be at least more than 1,500 years!

Bu Zefan kicked on the city wall, stepped on the void, the black runes in his hands flowed, twisted into a long whip, he waved his hands, the long whip directly stirred up the goose feather snowflakes condensed in the air, the sky above the heads of the two armies became open and bright, Bu Zefan stood on the void, looking at the position of the demon army.

The only people who haven't made a move yet are him, Li Dongyi, and the swordsman No. 3 of Jiuyuan Mountain.

This Li Dongyi used all his mana to support the Dream Demon to build an illusion, although he didn't seem to have provided any substantial help to the war of the Demon Alliance before, but now this combat power is gone.

As for the swordsman No. 3 of Jiuyuan Mountain, I don't know how much he has cultivated, and how many years he can resist the monsters.

Bu Zefan waved his hand, and the black runes flowed, blocking between the demon clan army and the demon alliance army. Bu Zefan grabbed the black rune and pulled it back, and the army of the Demon Alliance Leader pulled back.

Bu Zefan looked at the Sword Pavilion flying in the sky, the Shushan monks and the flying spirit demons, and shouted: "Come back!"

This monster that is about to appear is not something you can resist.

Bang!

There was a sudden muffled sound between the heavens and the earth, and suddenly, the already dim sky was a little gloomy at this time, and there were several purple lightning tumbling in the black clouds.

The cultivation of this monster, I am afraid that none of the people or demons present can compare!

I saw that the fifty-zhang high void above the demon army that was still kneeling was distorted, and finally it slowly opened, and there were black flames flowing out of this void crack, and a fair-skinned naked jade foot poked out of it.

There is also a golden bell tied to the ankle with a red rope, the bell trembles, and as soon as the "jingle bell" rings, all the demons present who have not been cultivating for a thousand years feel that their souls are like being slammed by a thousand pounds of hammer, and they are all stunned in place for a while and cannot move.

However, even if it is a great demon who has cultivated for thousands of years, or a human race like Bu Zefan whose cultivation is comparable to a thousand-year-old demon, he feels that his soul is stagnant, and Bu Zefan looks back, there is nothing wrong with Li Dongyi on the city wall, but to his surprise, Jiuyuan Mountain Swordsman No. 3 is only frowning, and it is not a big problem.

This number three is also a master.