Tian Yuan City, Tian Yuan Garden.

Yin Jie, Yin Hu, Yin Qingqing, Tuna, and other seven god-transforming monks gathered in a cyan stone pavilion and were talking about something.

Tuna's face was slightly pale, and he looked like he was injured.

A number of Terran God Transformation Monks teamed up to deal with Tuna and Long Xin, Tuna escaped by luck, and Long Xin was not so lucky, and was killed by Qinglian Sword Venerable.

In that battle, more than 20 Avatar Monks scuffled, and many Avatar Monks were injured.

"Yin Daoyou, according to the current battle situation, if we continue to delay, we will only become more and more passive."

Tuna said with a frown.

The Purple Mei Clan mobilized more than 500,000 monks to support the Tianyuan Clan, and there were 800 Yuanying monks, and after more than 100 years of war, most of them had been killed and wounded.

Tuna did not want to fight down, otherwise he would die on the front line sooner or later.

"Don't worry, it won't be delayed for too long, we have already sent masters to the Qingmei Realm to cut off their back road, and when the time comes, we will gather all the god-transforming monks and destroy them in one fell swoop."

Yin Jie's voice said in a deep voice.

As long as the back road of the Terran is cut off, the Terran monks in the Tianyuan Realm will be the turtle in the urn, and the Tianyuan Clan will be able to launch a decisive battle at that time.

"It's not enough to rely on our Tianyuan Clan alone, your Purple Mei Clan will send a few more Avatar Cultivators to come to support, so it's more secure."

Yin Qingqing said.

"Okay! I'll send someone back to the Purple Eyes Realm to report the news, hoping to calm the war as soon as possible! ”

Tuna agreed.

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The Jinhong Mountain Range is located in the northwest of Qingmei Realm, stretching for more than 100,000 miles.

More than 10,000 years ago, the ancestors of the Xu family settled here and multiplied.

Today, the Xu family is already a great family of immortal cultivators, with more than a dozen Yuanying monks.

In the depths of the Jinhong Mountain Range, the flames were soaring, and a large number of corpses were lying on the ground.

A team of Tianyuan clan monks is searching for immortal cultivation resources, and the lowest is also a Yudan monk.

Two men and a woman stood at the top of a high peak, and Yin Chi was also inside.

"The Xu family sent hundreds of monks to participate in the war, destroyed the Xu family, and gave them a little color to see."

An obese yellow-robed old man said with a cold face.

Yin Shuo, the early stage of the transformation of the gods.

The three Transformation Cultivators led the team and took more than five hundred high-level monks from the Purple Eye Realm to the Qingmei Realm, and they had already found out the location of the spatial nodes leading from the Qingmei Realm to the Tianyuan Realm.

They did not attack the spatial node at the first time, but attacked those forces with a long heritage, retaliating with a tooth for a tooth, and also forcing the Avatar Cultivator to defend himself.

Unless the Avatar Cultivators of the Qingmei Realm don't care about the life and death of those Terran monks, they will definitely have a shot against them, and at that time, it will be easier for them to attack the spatial node.

"These are just appetizers, destroy that space node as soon as possible! The delay is too long, and I'm worried that something will happen to the Tianyuan Realm. ”

A plump woman in a gold dress urged.

Yin Chi agreed, and after a cup of tea, they left the place and set a fire to burn it.

More than a month later, the news of the destruction of the Xu family spread, and the major forces in the Qingmei world were panicked.

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In the Qianyang Realm, somewhere in the Western Desert, a silver light rose to the sky and hit the void somewhere.

There was a ripple in the void, tearing open, revealing a gap that was a few feet wide.

A steep peak, Tai Shi Jin and Huangfu Lou stood next to a silver magic circle, they looked at the gap in the void, their faces solemn.

"Let's hope it works out this time!"

Huangfu Lou said.

With a flick of his sleeve, a glittering white bone banner flew out, punching a spell.

The white bone banner lit up with a blinding white light, turning into a humanoid skeleton, and there were two white ghost fires in the hollow eye sockets.

"Go!"

Huangfu Lou pointed to the gap in the void and said.

The humanoid skeleton flew into the gap, and there was a loud pop.

The notch twisted and deformed, and healed quickly.

"It's not the right place either! We don't have much material, and we have to try? ”

Tai Shijin frowned and said.

Huangfu Lou was responsible for providing the location, and Tai Shijin was in charge of arranging the formation, and they spent decades finding some spatial nodes leading to the Netherworld, either the space was unstable, or there was a spatial storm, or it was fake news.

Huangfu Lou frowned, Tai Shijin was right.

"Forget it, listen to you, go to the Yin Demon Realm first, if you dare to play tricks with me, I will destroy you immediately."

Huangfu Lou reminded.

"As long as you don't harm me, I don't need to harm you, we cooperate quite happily, in fact, with our current strength, no one in the Qianyang Realm can stop us."

Tai Shijin said.

Over the years, they have destroyed some forces and looked for spatial nodes leading to the netherworld.

"I don't have a Heavenly Spirit Treasure, but I don't want to fight to the death with the Divine Transformation Cultivators of the Qianyang Realm, I just want to return to the Yin Netherworld, as for how you Yin Demon Realm want to deal with the Qianyang Realm, it has nothing to do with me."

Huangfu Lou's tone was flat.

He just wanted to return to the underworld safely, and he didn't want to meddle in the grievances between the demons and the human race.

"Okay! Then let's rush to another place, to the Netherworld, and when the time comes, I will personally send you back to the Netherworld. ”

Tai Shijin promised.

He dismantled the formation and left here with the Huangfu Tower.

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Tianyuan Realm, the Three Holy Cities.

In the Imperial Spirit Garden, Yuan Rui and the Ice Silkworm Zhenren were talking about something.

"Let Senior Nephew Liu and a group of wounded people return to the Qianyang Realm! It's better to heal in the rear. ”

Yuan Rui said.

Mo Wuya planned to return to the Qianyang Realm and exchange for other Transformation Cultivators, and Yuan Rui planned to let a group of seriously injured members of the Imperial Spirit Sect follow Mo Wuya back to the Qianyang Realm.

"That's fine, after so many years, I don't know what happened to Yutong."

The Ice Silkworm Real Man looked worried.

Lin Yutong stayed in the Qianyang Realm and hadn't seen her for more than a hundred years, and the Ice Silkworm didn't know her situation.

"Master, what are you talking about?"

A hearty man's voice rang out.

As soon as the words fell, Shen Long walked in, and Liu Yuruo followed.

"Your kid is finally back, hey, you've advanced to the god transformation stage!"

The Ice Silkworm True Man felt the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from Shen Long and said in surprise.

His master was still in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and Shen Long was already in the early stage of transforming into a god.

Yuan Rui was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and bowed: "Meet Uncle Shen." ”

"Senior Brother Yuan doesn't have to see outside."

Shen Long's tone was gentle.

He and Chu Buyu returned to the Terran camp and immediately came to the residence of the monks of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

"I didn't expect it to be said by us, your reappearance is the transformation period, yes, haha."

The Ice Silkworm laughed out loud, his face full of pride.

"Without the cultivation of the sect and the cultivation of the master, I have not been able to enter the stage of transformation of the gods, master, are you stuck in the bottleneck?"

Shen Long wondered.

Counting up, the Ice Silkworm has been in the Yuan Infant Stage for almost four hundred years, and it is still in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period.

The Ice Silkworm Zhenren nodded and said, "That's true, I don't know when the bottleneck will be resolved." ”

Liu Yuruo took out a magic disk with a flickering aura, punched in a magic technique, bowed down and said, "Senior Shen, Senior Mo would like to invite you to Wanjian Garden to have a chat. ”

(End of chapter)