A cold snort came from outside the mountain, and all the cultivators besieging Deadwood Peak felt that the sea was hit by this sound, and they couldn't help but shudder, and the attack in their hands was a few points slower.

The Demon Dao Monk was overjoyed, this was the Demon Dao Sect Ancestor who made a move.

"Is Pan Daoyou going to break his promise?" A long voice rang out over the battlefield.

The coldness in the sea of cultivation of the Nanjun people went very quickly when this sound came out.

They knew that the Yuting Sect's predecessor had also arrived.

With the backing, the magic weapons in the hands of the cultivators of Nanjun are even more powerful than before.

All the demon cultivators chuckled in their hearts.

Now you can only rely on yourself to break through. The mana gushing out of the body also increased by a few points, and he fought against the water, at this time.

The Nanjun monks and these demon cultivators didn't know that the masters in their eyes were all chess players in the Nanjun battlefield, and they were all hiding in the clouds to watch the play.

Seeing that the opponent did not fall according to common sense and took the lead, the Demon Dao Monk was defeated, and the Demon Dao Patriarch planned to flip the table directly.

How could the Jade Court Sect's Yudan Patriarch let his opponent get his wish, and naturally intervened to hinder him.

Seeing that there was nothing to be done, the Demon Dao Patriarch said angrily: "I heard that Song Daoyou has been newly promoted to the late stage of the Dan for several years, and presumably his cultivation has been consolidated, I don't know if the Divine Passage Method has grown?" In the next Bucai, I want to learn from Taoist friends. ”

"Pan Daoyou invited, Song should be his companion, but this place is narrow, not a place for us to fight in this realm, let's change places!" The Song Daoyou in the mouth of the patriarch surnamed Pan is Song Chang, the patriarch of the Yuting Sect.

After Song Chang finished speaking, he was not afraid that the Demon Dao Patriarch would take action against the Nanjun monks below, after all, the Jiedan monks also had faces, and if they spread it, they would not be ridiculed.

His surroundings had turned into a cloud of red aura, and he disappeared into the sea of clouds, and fled to the peak of the clouds higher in the sky.

A blood mist appeared around the patriarch surnamed Demon Dao Pan, and he chased after him in the blink of an eye.

A moment later, the battle of the cultivators of the Yudan realm began.

Within dozens of miles of the dead wood peak, there are dark clouds covering the sun for a while, lightning and thunder for a while, heavy rain pouring for a while, and wind and snow for a while, and the momentum is huge and incomparable.

The fierce fight on Deadwood Peak is pediatric compared to that.

From time to time, a violent popping sound sounded in the air. Wherever the spell went, the wind swept and the sky fell.

These celestial phenomena caused an extreme shock in the minds of the monks below.

Occasionally, everyone could see two black dots shuttling through the clouds, and from time to time, a few thunderbolts, fire, wind, and ice crystal spells pierced through the clouds and poured downward.

The low-level monks who were affected could only consider themselves unlucky, and those who were lucky could still breathe a sigh, but unfortunately they were directly killed by the residual power of the fighting method of the Dan Period.

The fighting method of the monk is not a matter of time and a half to decide the winner. The sky was full of visions, and the monks below were tormented, and they all felt that time was passing too slowly.

I don't know how long it has been, the battle of Deadwood Peak has gradually come to an end, and the multi-commander and the remaining deputy commander who are in charge of supervising the battle each lead several teams to count the combat exploits of each participating monk.

The wind and rain have stopped in the sky.

"Pan Daoyou, the victory and defeat below have been divided, is there still a need for us to compete?"

"Song Chang, the battle between the Demon Dao and the Righteous Dao has just begun, and I'll see how you take it later."

"How to accept it is my business, so I don't have to worry about it."

"Humph! You won't be able to get complacent for long. ”

"My Jade Ting Sect and the Blood Demon Dao are thousands of miles apart, and there is a Dao Yuan Sect in the middle, Song doesn't understand, you and I have always had well water and no river water, why does Pan Daoyou have to hold on to the Jade Ting Sect?"

"Heh, you are pretending to be confused, take care of your monks, my beloved grandson was almost done, I will not give up on this matter, we will meet later."

The monk in the sky also chose to stop after the battle below, but the verbal battle never stopped.

The monks near Deadwood Peak wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh when they heard it, how could they feel that the predecessors of Jiedan were no different from them except for their high mana, and they were also very good at talking.

Time passed quietly, and the warship was still stuck on the deadwood peak, unable to move.

Ye Qihong and a group of monks from Nanjun stood respectfully on the deck of the ship, and in front of them stood an old man in a yellow robe.

Ye Ming knew this person, and the old man was none other than Song Chang, the great elder of the Jade Ting Sect.

At this time, Song Changci had kind eyebrows, a smug face, looking like he was in his fifties, and occasionally a wisp of essence appeared in his eyes, coupled with the coercion brought by the mana all over his body, so that everyone couldn't afford to raise their heads.

Song Chang looked at everyone's respectful appearance, pouted and said, "You don't have to be so restrained!" ”

"Yes, Senpai!" He secretly wondered, and when he saw that everyone was still like this, he sighed, "That's it!" ”

Song Chang continued: "I don't know how true that person's words are, at least the Blood Demon Dao is bloodless this time. There may be little peace in the future, but for now, it is indeed peaceful. This battle was a big victory, and Ye Xiaoyou's layout was very important. ”

When Ye Qihong heard this, he immediately bowed down and saluted: "There is an ancestor who has a plan, and he can't be on the table in this strategy!" ”

Song Chang was a little complacent, he waved his hand and said: "You don't have to be modest, you should be rewarded for your merits, what you need, just say it." ”

What to ask, Ye Qihong naturally knew in his heart, the patriarch surnamed Song asked, but he couldn't answer immediately, otherwise he had been planning for a long time.

He couldn't guess the temper of Patriarch Dan, so he had to pretend to be thinking and meditating.

After a few breaths had passed, he bowed down and said, "Ancestor, the junior in this battle promised the Nanjun monk that as long as he had outstanding combat achievements, he would seek a chance for the Zhuji monk to be promoted to the Purple Mansion, and the Qi cultivator who had outstanding combat achievements would reward the Zhuji Dan." Now that the overall situation of the Nanjun Demon Disaster has been decided, the matter of rewards is still decided by the seniors. ”

Song Chang said with a smile: "The jade slip you presented to me has already indicated this matter, which is the proper meaning.

I will arrange for someone to send Tsukidan as soon as possible, but if I want to get a chance to be promoted to the Purple Mansion, they don't have so many feats yet.

Unless, like you, lead the entire county monk and defeat the invasion of the Blood Demon Dao. ”

When Ye Qihong heard Song Chang say this, he was overjoyed, and he half-knelt down and said, "Junior, thank the ancestor for the reward!" ”

The other foundation building monks naturally knew that Song Chang's words were also spoken to them, and their faces showed envy.

The more advanced the monks, the more they keep their promises, because these are causes and effects.

Although the path of cause and effect is illusory, there is no high-ranking monk who is willing to violate it casually.

After Ye Qihong got up, he said again: "Ancestor, is there something else down there?" ”

Song Chang said: "Let's talk about everything together." ”

Ye Qihong should "swoop".

He pointed to the warship under his feet and said, "Senior, this warship is almost scrapped, and there is no capable person in Qinghefang City who can repair the warship, so I ask my predecessor to take action and bring it back to Yuting Sect."

There is also one thing, as the patriarch of the family, it is also expedient to take up the post of pastoral guard, and I also ask the seniors to take back the pastoral authority below. ”

Song Chang laughed "haha", stroked his beard, and said: "This ship is just a big one, how can it be called a warship!"

There are only two real warships in the Jade Ting Sect, and this flying boat is still left behind when my master was alive.

This boat is just an imitation of the warship of that year, and it is said that its quantity is nothing more than a large boat carrying a few more people.

In addition, there is indeed no precedent for a monk outside the sect to serve as a pastoral guardian for a long time, so I see that you are very envious of this ship, so I will reward you with it, which can be regarded as compensation for the resumption of pastoral authority.

Okay, I still have to rush to Shanzhou as soon as possible, where are there still some demon cultivation strongholds in the Purple Mansion Period, there is no room for mistakes, you deal with the aftermath of the battlefield, and the post of pastoral guard will still be taken back by the nephew of the red master. ”

Ye Qihong bowed and said, "Thank you seniors for the reward!" Song Chang didn't wait for Ye Qihong to finish speaking, he drove away to the north, and his figure completely disappeared from everyone's sight in a few flickering flashes in the air.