In autumn, the Wuyi Mountain is dyed with forests, and it is purple and red. Lutein surpasses all earthly painters and carves heaven and earth into the most beautiful paintings.

Zhao Tong stood in front of a cliff, looking into the distance, his expression gloomy and a hint of cheerfulness.

He didn't have a good time the other day.

Entrusted by Du Lengqiu, he broke all the legs of those city fox society rats under Wuyi Mountain, and swept their faces. And this has also swept the face of some black hands, and it is normal to be suppressed.

Fortunately, in recent days, he has finally been able to see the moon. The Imperial Alliance is about to launch a large-scale counteroffensive against the demons, and the ultimate goal is to recover Jiangnan. It is said that the Ice God Sect, the Tianhe Sect, the White Stone Dao Palace, and other major sects, and even some guys who have never even heard of their names, will also participate in the grand event.

In the past few days, everyone in Wuyi Mountain has been very busy, and no one has come to trouble Zhao Tong.

"The scenery here is unique!Big brother is so interested!" Coco Li's voice came from behind.

Zhao Tong showed a happy smile, "Third brother, why did you get out of the customs so quickly!" He turned around and looked at Coco Li, who was more mature than before, and was extremely pleased.

Coco Li smiled strangely and said, "To provide accommodation for the friendly monks, I was kicked out by the steward. Now all the retreat houses are full. ”

Zhao Tong laughed when he heard this, "Between good and bad, it's really unpredictable." ”

"So, third brother, have you condensed the third body god?"

Coco Li shook her head and smiled bitterly, "I'm still far behind, not as good as my eldest brother." ”

The two were stimulated by the Spring and Autumn Sword Jie Competition, and after several months of retreat, they finally condensed a body spirit again. This is a small step for Coco Li, but for Zhao Tong, it is a big step. He had finally refined all the three bodies and gods of heaven, earth and man, and then he could consider the path of advancing to the secret realm of supernatural powers.

However, Coco Li was still not satisfied, and retreated again, but suffered another accident and failed.

The two of them were speechless, enjoying the tranquility of the moment. This is the last calm before the storm!

The big war is just around the corner.

In the sky, the flying cloud boat floated back and forth, more lively than ever. The two of them looked at the scenery and turned to leave. On Wuyi Mountain, there is a lot of noise, as if it is the first time it has been so prosperous since ancient times. Monks from all over the world and three mountains talked to each other. They weren't just greetings, they were excited about the upcoming battle.

Gather all the monks in the world to deal a devastating blow to the demons in Jiangnan. This is one of the biggest strokes since the establishment of the Imperial Alliance. Only when Ye Feihua led the Endless Cultivator to launch a suicidal attack towards the Nine Heavenly Ques could it be compared to it.

At the beginning of that battle, only monks from the Faxiang Realm were qualified to participate. Ordinary people can only wait anxiously for the verdict of fate. Under the suppression of the power of the world, with the help of Ye Feihua's unknown formation, they paid huge casualties, and they finally recaptured the first six layers of the Nine Heavenly Gates. But for the upper three layers that protrude above the mulch film and are no longer suppressed by the world, they can only sigh. The strength of the Star Demon was so strong that all those involved in the battle were desperate.

Fortunately, now these monks don't need to face the Star Demon.

Qian Kun was dressed in a blue robe, walking leisurely, admiring the scenery all over the mountains and fields. He has lived on Biluo Island since he was born, and has only visited Nanhai Zhudao in his life, and has never landed in the mainland, so the steepness and wonder of this Wuyi Mountain is a scenery he has never seen.

In addition to the monks from the South China Sea Islands, there are also monks from the West Pole who come to Wuyi Mountain. Since the bloody rain fell from the sky, the West Pole fell, and they had to move to Shudi, and life was very difficult. These people are the most in favor of restoring Jiangnan. They looked forward to waiting for enough to settle down in Jiangnan, instead of facing the white eyes of the Shu monks all day long.

Qian Kun didn't have any topics to talk about with these Western barbarians, just a glance at the heavy leather robes on their bodies, and the spear shovel on his back made him lose the desire to talk.

It's too barbaric and not elegant enough.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw an acquaintance. Hurriedly beckoned and shouted: "Zhou Xiang, Zhou Xiang!"

Zhou Xiang, who has a national character face and looks honest and honest, is trading with a monk of the Ice God Sect, to be precise, he is peddling an elixir from the South China Sea - Light Body Grass.

The stems and leaves of this elixir are bright red and have a jade-like texture. The flowers that bloom are dark blue, and there is a faint layer of smoke, which is very good-looking. Its roots are also very peculiar, like the four fingers of a human being, branching out, glowing with the color of gold.

A grass, red, yellow and blue, is extremely rare.

Zhou Xiang used it in exchange for a medium-grade magic weapon from this Ice God Sect monk. When Qian Kun heard this, he couldn't help but feel pain for that monk in his heart.

This light body grass is extraordinary, and it is somewhat useful to ordinary people, helping them to lose weight and keep fit, as light as a bird. But for the monks, it was incomparable.

Zhou Xiang is still a profiteer as always. And his honest appearance is always deceptive, which makes the people who fall for it endlessly.

After Zhou Xiang's transaction was completed, Qian Kun stepped forward to say hello. Zhou Xiang put away the magic weapon and a leather drum, and then complained with a smile: "You guy, you are really a broom star, it will be good to see you." I offended Tianhe last time, and this time I almost messed up my deal. ”

Qian Kun snorted, "A good brother is to share blessings and difficulties." ”

The two approached, squeezed their eyebrows and looked at each other for a while, Qian Kun couldn't hold back his desire to talk, and said in a low voice: "Have you Qingyu Island joined the South China Sea Alliance?"

Zhou Xiang smiled, "Of course!"

The two immediately looked at each other and smiled, and everything was silent. Qian Kun gossiped again: "Have you heard? Some time ago, Su Qing secretly plotted against his uncle, snatched some Taoist weapon, and disappeared without a trace. It is said that the sect master of the Tianhe Sect was furious, but he was so obsessed that he did not dare to expel her out of the house, which made the entire Tianhe Sect very dissatisfied. ”

Zhou Xiang sneered disdainfully and commented: "Dog bites dog hair." There is not a single good thing in the Tianhe Sect. It's best if it's clean to die. ”

It is one of their great pleasures to see the bad luck of the bigwigs who used to be powerful. When the two people with similar smells met, they really talked happily.

"The great enemy of man is often hidden in the least likely places to be discovered. Bi Huachen sighed sadly, this was only one morning, but it was more than he had sighed in the past three hundred years.

Although he was the chief elder of the White Stone Dao Palace, he had always been dressed in gray cloth and linen. There are no ornaments on the body except for the wooden hairpin that holds the hair in place. Just looking at his appearance, Bi Huachen is no different from the old men who chat, brag and play chess on the streets of the village. But no one in the White Stone Dao Palace dared to underestimate him. Bi Huachen, the first alchemy talent in Baishi Dao Palace, and the third in refining talent. In fact, it was generally accepted that if he hadn't been obsessed with alchemy, he would have been able to advance to the Immortal True Monarch.

Bi Huachen retracted his gaze, turned around, looked at his eldest apprentice, and asked, "Is there any new news coming?"

"Yes!" Shi Long hesitated

"It seems to be the same result!" Bi Huachen asked again: "Is there any news from the boss?"

"Not yet! Eighty percent is in the Council of Elders!"

Bi Huachen scratched his head, "Originally, I thought that the Council of Elders was a good way, but now it seems that everything has pros and cons, and it is really good to say it." ”

"Master, isn't it just that those demons are dead? ”

Bi Huachen laughed angrily, pointed at Shi Long and sighed, "You, alchemy is stupid." You think it's a fairy tale!"

The two of them were standing on the top of Huanggang Mountain at this time, with green grass like a green carpet. The clouds and mist wander on the green carpet, gathering and scattering, in the concept of ordinary people, this is already like a fairyland.

The reason why Bi Huachen was entangled was precisely because of the conquest of the Jiangnan demons, and as a result, the demons died spontaneously.

Under the order of the Imperial Heavenly Alliance, tens of thousands of monks of all levels from all seas and mountains gathered in Wuyi Mountain, preparing to set out under the auspices of the Baishi Dao Palace. Of course, the same is true for Siming Mountain, Jiuxian Mountain, Yulong Mountain and other places.

They planned to go out on the day of the beginning of winter at the same time and sweep all over the place. However, in order to have a target, Bi Huachen first dispatched eight teams of masters to explore the location and strength of the demon in eight directions.

As a result, strange news came from eight directions at the same time.

Within a hundred miles, there were no blood demons or demons. This is acceptable, because the mountainside and the foot of the mountain have a relationship with ordinary people, and the monks will always pay it from time to time.

Within 200 miles, you can see the dried corpses of demons. Even in the towns where the blood demons gathered, there were dried corpses everywhere. It was as if their blood had been drained completely. This is already a bit outrageous, and Bi Huachen is a little worried.

Within 300 miles, only dried corpses could still be seen. Bi Huachen was already nervous

Four hundred miles. Bi Huachen's heart was burning. He felt that something terrible was about to happen, but he didn't know where it came from and what serious consequences would be.

Five hundred miles. The sentinels had reached as far as Jade Dragon Mountain, but still hadn't found any living demons. Bi Huachen forced himself to calm down in front of his apprentices. He sent the message to the White Stone Road Palace, hoping to get some support, but the answer was endless nonsense.

A shocking conspiracy is brewing.

Who can save the day?

Bi Huachen sighed slowly, only feeling worried.

Shi Long suddenly pointed at Bi Huachen and exclaimed, "Master, you, your hair." ”

Bi Huachen suddenly became a little annoyed, "When is it, you still care about such trivial things as hair." ”

"Your hair is all white!" she said, drawing a water mirror

Bi Huachen looked at his white-haired Xiao Xiao, and waved his hand to disperse the water mirror. He stared blankly at the sky, not knowing whether to cry or cry bitterly. What's going to happen in this world?

Northern

Li Xunxian had already returned to Beishou City with 45,000 knights. Protected by the towering walls, the knights who had been terrified all the way were comforted a little. Half of them live in the barracks for training, and the remaining half go for fun, drink and go crazy, relieving the psychological pressure accumulated along the way.

Qi Ling paced back and forth in the barracks, a little uneasy.

This time, she didn't go out for a drink.

As a young girl living in a military camp, she values the camaraderie between her companions and can go out to drink, but never overdo it, let alone get drunk.

Ever since she returned, she had always had a feeling of panic, as if a great terror was about to strike. This feeling of being unable to avoid and resolve is terrible.

After wandering around the camp tent for a while, Qi Ling became more and more irritable. She felt that she couldn't stay any longer, or sooner or later she would lose control and kill people. Armored and sword-armed, she stepped out of the barracks.

At night, the surrendered city became more and more cold, and the cold wind outside the fortress was cold to the bone. The sky was dark, and only a few lights in the distance sprinkled a little light and laughter. A dozen or so drunken knights were walking slowly against the wall, when suddenly one of them in front of him couldn't hold on and fell, and immediately followed by a trip. Suddenly, the sound of drunken nonsense rang out.

Qi Ling smiled and let out a long breath, feeling that the pressure in her heart was much less.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and I don't know what happened to my husband?"