"Uncle Clan."

In the small tomb on the hillside, there was a call from the Zhang family, and Zhang Fu walked out after a while.

"The head of the family asked me to ask you if you can open the gate of heaven in some years later."

"What's going on?" Zhang Fu looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"The head of the family said that in a few years, we can't lose the battlefield of the hundred tribes, otherwise something big may happen."

"I know, I'll suppress it until next Spiegel."

"Yes." The boy breathed a sigh of relief, and was finally able to go back to his life.

The same thing did not appear here in Zhang Fu, the invincible teenagers under the gate of heaven back then also have the qualifications to open the gate of heaven, but the Zhang family will definitely not allow the next battlefield of the hundred clans, it will be the victory of the demons.

Not only the Zhang family, but also other sects after Zhang Qing's mention, they also know that the next battlefield of the hundred clans cannot afford to lose.

This is the demons' card, and they even used the two Hundred Clan Battlefields to tell the monks how important this place is to their Sendai.

If the previous battlefield of the Hundred Clans was the tragic convergence of many great powers to ease the struggle, then now with the participation of demons, their life and death have been involved here.

The cruelty of the powerful struggle was put back in front of every strong man.

Strictly speaking, this is normal, Sendai fights, there are not many tricks, what was the result of Zhang Qing and Guzhu Yuxi and the three Sendai demons back then?

One Sendai demon fell, two Sendai demons escaped with serious injuries, and the group of demons that came across the border have not been able to recover to this day.

This is the dispute, and now the demon has put the cruelty of this dispute back in front of everyone.

And this day is destined to come.

The demons seem to have made up their minds, that is, they want to use the battlefield of the hundred clans to deal with those Sendais, and when the time comes, the battlefield between the monks and demons in the distance, they will not cross a single step, and let the alliance forces on the monk's side take the initiative to attack?

It's impossible, they're just other courtyards in other places, and they're not the local overlords of this land, so they don't have the background to take the initiative.

From the very beginning, the monk's side was manipulated by demons.

"They can't be trusted, they are destined to be unreliable." After Zhang Baijian said such words, he turned around and went to find those forces that came from the south of the Great Wilderness.

As he said at the beginning, he had to prepare for the worst.

Fifteen years later, the atmosphere in the cultivation world on this land is no longer as noisy as it once was, and the monks who have not been able to change themselves for so many years are destined to be eliminated by the bloody maws of demons.

The battlefield of the hundred tribes is about to open again.

This time, there is no audience, the Zhang family has already extinguished the idea of using the gimmick of the battlefield of the hundred tribes to make profits, only to see that above the river, the figures are longing, and between the sea of clouds, only the solemn majesty remains.

Many disciples of the Immortal Dao forces stood on top of the white clouds, staring indifferently at the opposite side, and in the surging dark clouds, a demon with a terrifying aura lowered his gaze.

The confrontation between the black and white sky, even those aliens are hesitating, whether it is too hasty for them to get involved this time.

"It seems that there are not many dragons."

"There are not many dragons, which means that the dragons are at a disadvantage in terms of targeting this one-yuan land, but it doesn't mean that other demons will be weak, on the contrary, because we don't understand, we may suffer a big loss."

Zhang's family, Zhang Fu's gaze fell on the front of the demon, where there was a pitch-black four-eyed leopard, the two qi machine traction, six eyes facing each other, both expressing a meaning.

I'll eat you.

"The Shadow Demon, it's not a cat, you have to be careful." Zhang Langwu sent a message to the twenty descendants of the Zhang family and told them to be vigilant.

"This group has no definite appearance, and if you have to say it, their body is just a shadow."

Soon, there was a roar echoing between the heavens and the earth, and Zhang Lizhao appeared, opening the mirror sky in the midst of many eyes, and with the infinite fog and turbidity, more than fifteen hundred demons roared and rushed into it.

There are fewer of them than the last, but they are far more powerful than the last.

"Let's go."

A large number of monks also did not enter it, and on the other side, after hesitating, they still couldn't retreat, and they entered the Spiegel Heaven.

The space was closed, and the remaining Tianmen Realm and several Sendais between heaven and earth fell into silence, they watched the battle on the light curtain, and the first day of entering the Spiegel Heaven turned out to be so tragic.

"Where are you?"

The battlefield of planting golden lotus is relatively vast and sparsely populated, but Zhang Fu did not waste time looking for it, according to the explanation of the clan, the demons will take the initiative to come to him.

The next moment, an earth-shattering roar rushed out of the shadow beneath his feet, and the tyrannical gaze froze Zhang Fu's spirit.

Zhang Quzhao sat cross-legged in the sky, as the ruler of the Spiegel Heaven, he practiced quietly under all the pressure, but the feedback from the Creation Platform still made his breath fluctuate.

"This time, it seems to be much higher."

He sighed secretly in his heart, the demons are also alien races, and they seem to be also within the devouring range of the Creation Table, which is more troublesome.

"I don't know if those people can hold on."

He was helpless in his heart, the family now hoped that these immortal cultivators who came from afar could be stronger, and only in this way would they not retreat.

After all, if these people who can leave with their hands leave, the biggest pressure, and the closest force in the face of demons, will become the Zhang family.

Over the years, the family has been helping them hold on, but even Zhang Quzhao can see that this will not be forever.

These people are destined to leave, and it is impossible for them to use the power of the entire sect to suppress and fight the demons here, which is very clear to both sides.

Because until now, they have not asked the Zhang family to send their descendants to the front line to fight the demons, even they themselves know that one day, it will be the Zhang family who will face the demons.

Benevolence to the end of righteousness, the last pen, is not a conflicting purpose.

And this day......

Zhang Lizhao took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, the time was up.

The void cracked in front of him, and the majestic smell of blood turned into a wave, and Zhang Fu rode out on the four-eyed black panther, but unlike before, the pupils of the undead demon were gray.

It's dead.

Behind Zhang Fu, there was no one and no movement, and it was not until Zhang Quzhao's cold shouts echoed and shocked the creatures in it that the alien race trembled out of the void.

Then the figures were sparse, or in groups of threes or twos, or alone, and slowly walked out of the darkness.

At a glance, the quantity is incomparably clear.

Three hundred and sixty-nine.

This is the battlefield of the Hundred Clans of the Spiegel Heaven this time, and the only remaining living mouth contains all the people, demons, and alien races.

Almost at the same time, there was a violent movement in the distant sky, and there were more than one or two demons fighting with the monk Sendai.

In the void of the mirror sky, Sendai disappeared invisibly, but the next moment, a giant wing slashed down, and a sharp sword slashed the sky.

Without the slightest hesitation, the moment the dust settled in the mirror sky, the powerhouses on both sides couldn't help but make a move.

Half a day later, the aftermath of Fahu vanished, and the results from afar spread everywhere.

Two Sendai fell, and then the three forces retreated, leaving the once no-man's land.

Standing on the top of the mountains, Zhang Qing's heart was calm.

He looked south, and his vision used to be blocked by too many things, but now, in the sky, he could see those ...... at a glance Devil.