After discussing with Ji Meng in the Northern Hell Divine Palace for a while, he summoned the Chaos Kun again.

"Mixed Kun, you sneak carefully along the way, and go to Buzhou Mountain to inform the Twelve Ancestors of the Lich Clan's march. ”

"Obey the Ancestor's decree!"

In order to prevent accidents, the Kunpeng Ancestor still sent the Mixed Kun to Buzhou Mountain to inform the Twelve Ancestors.

After all, this matter is about the life and death of the North Stygian side, and no amount of caution can be overstated.

And the Wu Clan does not have a primordial god, and the Kunpeng Ancestor is still worried about what means the Demon Clan will use to deceive the Wu Clan.

Mixed Kun can be said to be the descendant of Kunpeng Ancestor, he is also a Kun Fish bloodline, but it is a very rare soul Kun xenomorph, if cultivated properly, the future achievements are also limitless.

"Ji Meng, open all the guardian arrays, all the monks on the two immortal islands enter a state of combat readiness, patrol day and night, don't slack off, these things are left to you, but if you don't obey, kill them on the spot!"

Kunpeng Ancestor acted vigorously and immediately ordered to go down.

"Liu'er, you are in the Divine Palace, inquire about the movements of the demon clan, and report to me directly if there is any situation!"

"Order!"

After the Kunpeng Ancestor gave the order, the entire Northern Immortal Island instantly became operational.

Although the North Stygian Sea is far away from the North Pole, the demon clan is just around the corner, so the Kunpeng Ancestor has to be fully prepared.

The Great War was approaching, and the entire Northern Stygian Sea was filled with tense atmosphere, with clouds and cold winds raging in all directions above the nine heavens.

All the creatures in the Northern Stygian Sea gathered on the core immortal island, and even those beasts that had not opened their minds were all diving deep into the bottom of the sea, and they seemed to feel the same tense atmosphere.

Seeing the monks outside in full swing, sharpening their guns and sharpening their swords, the six-eared macaque also began to feel uneasy in his heart.

Kunpeng Ancestor looked at the six ears, and then at the Seven Immortals of Xuanci Mountain, and he said with a smile:

"Six ears, worry and anxiety will not help the situation in front of you, and can even backfire and make things worse, so why bother?"

Kunpeng Ancestor seemed to be out of the way, and there was no worry on his face.

When the six-eared macaque heard the teacher's teachings, he hurriedly quieted down, "This, the apprentice knows that he is wrong!"

Kunpeng Ancestor's words were not fully understood, but he also felt that they were very reasonable, which made his heart inexplicably quieter.

Kunpeng Ancestor smiled, his heart was ape, the ape's heart was already jumping out, and he still needed to carefully polish his state of mind in the future.

On the contrary, it was the Seven Immortals of Xuanci Mountain, who were recuperating in peace under the Kunpeng Ancestor's seat, with a peaceful breath and no trace of anxiety.

Speaking of this kind of heart alone, it is far better than six ears.

Kunpeng Ancestor no longer pays attention to a few disciples, the situation outside is presided over by Ji Meng, Kunpeng Ancestor is not worried now, when he was in retreat before, he had already healed a lot from his injuries, and his strength had also improved.

As soon as Emperor Jun and Tai dared to come, Kunpeng Ancestor dared to fight to the death with them.

The sun set and the moon rose, and just as the Kunpeng Ancestor was waiting for the demon clan to come, the six-eared macaque panicked again.

"Master, the bastard has been caught by the demon clan!"

The six-eared macaque looked anxious, he and the bastard kun were of equal strength, and the last time they followed the Kunpeng expedition to the North Sea together, there was some friendship between the two creatures.

Just now, when the six-eared macaque was listening to the news, it heard the movement of the chaotic kun being caught by the demon clan.

Kunpeng Ancestor's face sank, and at this time, there was a crisp click, and Kunpeng Ancestor took out a jade plate, which was the Mixed Kun's natal jade card.

At this time, the jade plate was torn apart, and the spiritual light was dissipated, which indicated that the chaotic kun's body had disappeared!

"Dijun, Taiyi!"

Kunpeng Ancestor's face was full of anger, he sent the Chaos Kun to Buzhou Mountain to inform the Wu Clan, but who knew that the Chaos Kun set foot on the road of the deadhead.

"Alas, bastard, it's the ancestor that I'm too negligent!"

Kunpeng Ancestor felt guilty in his heart, he did underestimate the demon clan, at this time, let the chaos go to communicate, the demon clan will definitely have some means of protection, and they will naturally not let go of a soldier easily.

With the caution of the Demon Emperor Jun, the Kunpeng Ancestor should have thought of this a long time ago.

However, the bastard is dead, and nothing else will help.

"Master, let the apprentice go and avenge the fellow Daoist!"

The six-eared macaque roared angrily, and he took out the spirit treasure, looking eager to try.

"Liu'er, this matter is not as simple as you think, your skills are not the opponent of the two demon emperors, feel free to inquire about the news, I will call the shots for the chaos!"

Kunpeng Ancestor put away the anger on his face again, he simply closed his eyes and pondered, thinking about the countermeasures in the future.

The six-eared macaque saw that his master did not allow it, although he was eager in his heart, he did not dare to make a mistake, so he could only continue to listen to the movements of the demon clan.

"If the Twelve Ancestral Witches don't come, or if they come late, how should I deal with it?"

Kunpeng Ancestor's mind was in a hurry, and these speculations were not impossible.

If the Wu Clan wants both the North Stygian Sea and the Demon Clan to lose, as long as they come late and sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, then the Wu Clan will be the biggest beneficiary in the end.

This temptation is indeed enough for the Wu clan to make such a decision.

After all, the friendship between the Wu Clan and the Northern Stygian Sea is indeed a bit insignificant compared to this huge temptation.

The ultimate goal of the Wu Clan is not only to defeat the Demon Clan, but to unify the Flood World, that is to say, after they defeat the Demon Emperor Jun, Kunpeng and the Northern Stygian Sea forces will also be their potential enemies.

Therefore, what Kunpeng Ancestor now relies on is only the verbal promise between him and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, or the "personality" of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Kunpeng Ancestor's mind was a little confused, and he forced himself not to think so darkly about his allies, but in the face of such huge interests, if he was Kunpeng Ancestor, he would also be tempted.

Such speculation, or suspicion, made Kunpeng Ancestor feel a little uneasy for the first time.

"Strength, everything is because of my lack of strength, this will be forced by the demon clan!"

Kunpeng Ancestor's heart fluctuated and fell into a predicament, which made him feel the lack of strength again.

If the Kunpeng Ancestor was strong enough, then the Demon Emperor would not dare to spy on his Northern Netherworld at all, let alone wave his army to the north!

Just after the Kunpeng Ancestor had calmed down, the sound of golden drums in the Northern Stygian Sea was already heard.

The war drums that destroyed the sky came, the golden gongs were all famous, the breath was mighty, and a dark cloud in the distance quickly floated in, pressing straight over the North Stygian Sea.

"Master, the army of the demon clan is approaching the Northern Stygian Sea!"

The six-eared macaque reported the news again, and the Kunpeng Ancestor at this time had already noticed it.

From the time the demon clan entered the Northern Stygian Sea realm, the Kunpeng Ancestor had already seen the figure of the other party.

The overwhelming black clouds were the ones who came with the demon army of Di Jun and Taiyi.

Kunpeng Ancestor's face was calm, and he stood up.

"One vein of the Northern Stygian Sea, all living beings, follow me to fight the demon clan!"

The voice of the Kunpeng Ancestor spread in all directions, and all the Northern Netherworld creatures who had already been fully mobilized roared in unison.

"I am willing to go to the soup for the Immortal Venerable and protect the peace of my Northern Hell!"