A loud burst of laughter came from the savage world in the distance, and the laughter was deafening, making the ears of everyone standing on the city wall feel as if it were thundering.

A ray of sky-like black qi rolled in, and finally gathered outside Tianyuan City, gathering into an old man with dark skin, a white beard, and an ugly face.

"Old Monster Sang, what's your name?" When Mo Jianli saw this person appear, he glared and said unceremoniously.

The person who came was none other than the Mahayana powerhouse of the Yaksha clan.

"Mo Jianli, Ao Xiao, you two are finally willing to come out of this turtle shell, hundreds of years ago, when we attacked Tianyuan City, none of you two showed up, I thought you all died somewhere!" The Mahayana of the Yaksha clan sneered and said unceremoniously.

Hearing this, everyone on the city wall changed color, and the combined monks of the two clans of the human and demon clans all rose with anger in their hearts, but they dared not speak angrily.

How revered is Mo Jianli and Ao Xiao's status in their minds, how can they allow others to insult them at will?

But the person in front of him is also a Mahayana powerhouse, and the monks of the surrounding tribes are terrified of him, because although these combined monks are angry, they dare not show the slightest abnormality, so as not to let the other party target them.

"Old ghost Sang, do you want to compete with the old man again?" Mo Jianli looked angry, and took a step forward and said coldly.

"Hey, hey, surnamed Mo, I want to compete with you, but unfortunately the demon calamity is coming, I think you are afraid that you will die in the demon tribulation, and you don't need to do it old man!" Sang Lao Wei said unceremoniously.

"If your two clans fail to stop the demon calamity, then this land must have a share of our Yaksha clan, the monks of your two clans, especially these beautiful women, hehe, there are people in my clan who have been waiting for a long time!" Old Sang Wei's eyes swept over the beautiful women on the city wall.

Such an ill-intentioned gaze immediately made the women's faces pale.

A Mahayana-level existence, if they really set their sights on them, then they wouldn't dare to step out of Tianyuan City for half a step in the future.

"Sang old monster, are you here to talk this nonsense?" At this time, Ao Xiao glanced at him coldly and said to this Yaksha Mahayana.

Hearing Ao Xiao speak, this Yaksha Mahayana boy Kong shrank slightly, but his face was still arrogant, and he said unceremoniously:

"Old ghost Ao, I heard that you almost didn't survive the Great Heavenly Tribulation before, and your vitality was greatly damaged, I don't know if your injuries have healed now?"

"The old man has not recovered from his injuries, can you try it? It's useless to just talk about it, it's better to let the old man weigh it and see how much you have grown over the years! ”

Ao Xiao took a step forward, the silver mangs on his palm, and said with a look of being ready to go.

The combined monks of the two clans on the city wall couldn't help but muttered in their hearts when they saw this scene.

As soon as we met, the smell of gunpowder was so strong, could this joint proposal of various ethnic groups still succeed?

There is a blood feud between the two demon clans and the surrounding races, after all, they have fought each other for nearly a million years, and there have been countless wars.

Who hasn't had a few friends and relatives die at the hands of these aliens!

In normal times, once they enter the wilderness, after meeting each other, the people of these ethnic groups will inevitably fight for a reason that you live and die, and there is no peace and nothing to do.

Ao Xiao, Mo Jianli, and the Yaksha Clan's Sang Lao Ghost and others are almost the same, although they don't have to share life and death as soon as they meet, but they have already fought each other more than ten times.

Who has any ability, what is the strength, these Mahayana hearts are all clear, Ao Xiao's strength is naturally more fearful of the Mahayana of the surrounding races.

But fear is fear, the old ghost Sang is not very afraid of Ao Xiao now, according to the information from the traitors planted by the Yaksha clan in the human race, this old ghost really tossed him enough last time in the Great Heavenly Tribulation.

It's hard to say how much strength there is now, anyway, it's probably not at the peak moment.

Since this is the case, there is no need to be so jealous of him, not to mention, the current strength of the Yaksha clan, there is no need to be afraid of anyone.

Looking at the two people in front of him, the old ghost Sang sneered in his heart, over the years, the strength of the Yaksha clan has long been the first among the surrounding clans.

Maybe you can use this calamity to weaken these small clans, and then take the opportunity to swallow up one or two of them.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Yakshas.

As for the Demon Tribulation?

Someone had already told him that it was impossible for the Demon Realm Cultivator to gain a foothold in the Fengyuan Continent, and he didn't need to worry too much.

"What? Old ghost Sang, you still don't make a move, are you afraid that the old man won't be able to do it? Ao Xiao snorted coldly.

"Hmph, Ao Xiao! How can the old man be afraid of you, since you want to make a move, the old man will accompany you, but don't let the old man expose your external strength! ”

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The old ghost Sang said, full of black energy, looking like he was really going to fight.

"Haha, okay, old ghost Sang, you have to do it with Ao Xiao, this is a grand occasion that has not been seen for thousands of years, just let the old man see what Ao Xiao's strength is!"

A loud laugh sounded from afar, accompanied by a flash of blue light, and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

This is an old man with a majestic face, dressed in green clothes, and with a tall figure.

Great Elder of the Wood Clan!

Seeing this person appear, the old ghost of the Yaksha clan seemed to be afraid, and the aura on his body was slightly stagnant, but he was not in a hurry to make a move.

And Ao Xiao only had a silver glow on his hand, and he didn't really make a move, and his eyes looked at the newly emerged Mahayana indifferently.

"Old Monster Mu, I heard that you were seriously injured by an unknown powerhouse some time ago, but is there such a thing?" Sang Lao's ghost eyes rolled, and suddenly sneered at the great elder of the wood clan.

As soon as he heard his words, the Great Elder of the Mu Clan's face suddenly changed, it was extremely ugly, and he was exposed in front of him, how could he feel good in his heart?

He looked at it with a cold look: "Okay, very good, I didn't expect that your old monster Sang has already planted a spy in my Mu Clan!" ”

"Each other, Wood Monster, do you dare to say that there is no internal response of your Wood Clan in my Yaksha Clan?"

"Brother Mu actually encountered this kind of thing, it's really sympathetic, the demon robbery is fierce, Brother Mu must be careful next!" Mo Jianli reminded with a kind face.

"Hmph, surnamed Mo, do you think you can get any better when you meet that mysterious powerhouse? As far as I know, the man is still wandering around me and the other tribes, so you'd better be careful! The Great Elder of the Wood Clan said with an indifferent expression.

Hearing this, everyone present changed their faces in unison.

With such a strong man wandering around, it was really hard to sleep.

"Ahem, fellow Daoists, we are here to talk about cooperation and jointly deal with the disaster of the Demon Tribulation, can we let go of the past grievances or let go!" An old, peaceful voice rang out.

Immediately afterwards, an old man dressed in white, with white hair and white beard and a peaceful face quietly appeared in front of everyone.

The moment they saw this person, a trace of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the four Mahayana of the four clans present.

Spirit King!

This old monster is probably the most mysterious of the surrounding races.

There have always been legends among the various races that the spirit kings of the spirit race are actually the same person, an old monster who has lived for millions of years.

If this is really the case, then this person's strength can be called extremely terrifying and unpredictable.

Although no one has ever been able to prove this rumor, the Spirit King usually did not show particularly strong strength when he fought Mo Jian away from them.

All his performances were that of a decent Mahayana, but that didn't dispel the fear of others.

Now, after the Spirit King appeared, a word immediately dispelled a lot of the smell of gunpowder, making the faces of these Mahayana people calm down.

"The Spirit King Daoist is finally here, the Daoist friends of the Shadow Clan are also invited to come out, and then it's time for us to talk about fighting against the Demon Tribulation!" Ao Xiao's gaze suddenly looked in a certain direction in the distance.

When his voice fell, there was a sudden distortion of light and shadow in the sky, and a surging shadow appeared, transparent, almost invisible.

"Ao Daoyou's eyes are still so powerful, it seems that the rumors about the great loss of Daoyou's strength are not necessarily true!" There was a voice like this in the shadow.

"Hehe, what is the strength of the old man, Daoist friends will naturally meet during the demon tribulation, for the sake of fairness, we will find a place outside Tianyuan City to discuss this matter!" Ao Xiao said in a calm voice.

With the arrival of the Mahayana of several clans, the tense atmosphere just now disappeared all of a sudden, and the old ghost of the Yaksha clan, who had been disrespectful from the beginning, also smiled, as if the previous recklessness had never appeared.

It seems that he was a completely different person from the current one.

"Old man, there is a Azure Palace here, which is rarely taken out in normal times, and today it is just used to entertain all fellow Daoists, let's have a good discussion here!" As he spoke, the Spirit King flashed with a flash of light in his hand, and a miniature cyan palace appeared.

He threw the palace out, and the palace immediately turned into a cyan ball of light, flying into the sky, and then rapidly grew larger, turning into a behemoth, suspended in the heavenly dome outside the Heavenly Abyss City.

"In this temple, no matter what we discuss or what agreements we reach, we don't need to worry about outsiders knowing!" The Spirit King stroked his long beard and said with a smile.

"Okay, it's time to talk about it, no matter what hatred there is, let's wait until the demon tribulation is over!" The Great Elder of the Mu Clan laughed loudly, and immediately turned into a blue light and flew towards the palace.

A look that is not taboo.

Seeing this, the rest of the people were not to be outdone, and flew to the palace one after another.

With so many people, even if the Spirit King wants to play any tricks, they are not afraid!

In the blink of an eye, all the Mahayana of the six clans that appeared here disappeared into that palace.

On the city wall, only a group of combined monks were left waiting quietly.

After a while, someone sighed and said, "Hundreds of years ago, the combined forces of the Yaksha Clan, the Shadow Clan, and the Wood Clan came to attack Tianyuan City, causing countless casualties to my two clans!" ”

"Now, but we are shaking hands and making peace, and even our other ethnic groups have to send reinforcements to each other, the situation is changing, nothing more than this!"

"The general trend has to be like this, I don't know what kind of pattern it should be after the demon tribulation, the Yaksha clan is getting stronger and stronger now!"

"The Yaksha clan, the number of combined monks is almost comparable to my shemale clan, this clan has the ambition to impact the medium race, so naturally it is eyeing our other clans!"

"Fortunately, there is only one Mahayana in the Yaksha clan, otherwise the situation is not optimistic!"

......

While these people were talking, in the depths of the wilderness outside Tianyuan City, a giant man in black armor walked through a dense forest.

With a black light flashing all over his body, with a teasing smile on his face, he clasped his arms in his hands and flew forward without hurrying, like a cat playing with a mouse, looking at a hurried fleeing figure in front of him.

The person who escaped was a man covered in a green glow, who looked like a Wood Clan monk, cultivated to the middle stage of the merger.

At this moment, this person fled with a frightened look on his face, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Black Owl King, if you kill me, the great elder of my clan will not spare you if he knows it!" ”

"Hehe, the elder of your clan is difficult to protect himself, do you think he dares to deal with the old man? Now that the Demon Tribulation is current, even if he knows, he can only swallow his anger! The giant man said indifferently, his eyes full of banter.

"You Yaksha clan harbor ambitions, and the surrounding clans will unite to destroy your clan when they know it!" The Wood Clan monk shouted with a fierce face.

"Threatening the old man? If you are killed, who can know that the old man has advanced to Mahayana? The black-armored giant sneered.

As if losing patience, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Wood Monk, and a black unicorn phantom flew out of his hand and pounced on the Wood Monk.

The Wood Clan monk erupted with a rich green glow and fought back.

But...... In the blink of an eye, a miserable scream rang out, and the person's body fell from the sky, and Yuan Yingguan was swallowed up by the black unicorn phantom as soon as he flew out.

"Cultivation has only been eight thousand years and has entered the middle stage of merging, hehe, the peerless genius of the Mu Clan, how can you be allowed to grow!" Looking at the falling corpse, the black-armored giant man sneered.

"Brother Sang really has a good idea, while these people gather to discuss important matters, and they are not at home, I, the hidden Mahayana, can take the opportunity to hunt down these geniuses of all races!"

"Hehe, the demon calamity is coming, these people are also in a hurry, they have entered the wilderness to find resources, and they want to further enhance their strength, and they happened to be caught by me!"

"Anyway, a mysterious powerhouse has appeared in this area recently, killing these people, just to frame that person, no one knows what's going on!"

"I heard that there is a genius in the human race recently, and it is very strange, but don't be bumped into by me, otherwise...... Hehe! The black-armored giant man smiled coldly, and all kinds of thoughts flooded his heart.

Strangling some more geniuses of various races, then when their Yaksha clan annexes the surrounding tribes in the future, they will be able to reduce some resistance.

After quickly cleaning up the corpse of this wood clan genius, the black-armored giant man's figure flashed, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wandering in the wilderness, he continues to carry out the great plans of the Yakshas!