Chapter 543: The Demon Clan's Two-Handed Plans

Eastern Wilderness, a certain verdant mountain range.

The Blue and White Ancestor was discussing something with the Black Tiger Ancestor, and the faces of both of them were a little solemn.

"These troubles are big, and the fire is played, and the South China Sea and Northern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation Realm are also involved, and they are attacking our demon clan in three ways. ”

The black tiger frowned and said, he didn't regret it, if he could let his cultivation go further, it would not be a matter to kill and injure some clansmen, and those demon beasts that had not yet transformed were not his clansmen.

"Even if it is the heyday of our demon clan, we are not the opponents of the three immortal cultivation realms of the Eastern Wilderness, Northern Xinjiang and South China Sea, you are playing too big this time, I hope your intelligence is not wrong, otherwise you will be busy in vain, and you will have to give up a lot of territory, and the future will be even more difficult. ”

The Blue and White Ancestor was a little displeased, after entering the God Transformation Period, she was bent on ascending to the Upper Realm, but it was too difficult to ascend to the Upper Realm, if she wanted to ascend to the Upper Realm, she either cultivated to the seventh layer of the Transformation Gods, or looked for a space node to smuggle, they still had a lot of longevity, so they were naturally unwilling to smuggle.

"Don't worry, I've made two preparations, even if I can't find the Heavenly Wolf True Monarch's Zahua Cave Mansion, I have to get rid of the Fengming fruit tree, Sister Qinghua, you entered the god transformation stage earlier than me, you must have a back hand! Don't hide it, show your back hand! Wait for the three immortal cultivation realms to attack our demon clan, and what will be lost is our strength. ”

The Blue and White Ancestor nodded solemnly, and said: "I have some friendship with the Qing Scale Clan of the Sea Clan, I can ask them to help stop the immortal cultivators of the South China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, but the Green Scale Clan will not help in vain, give him some territory, form an alliance, the Green Scale Clan can be ranked in the top ten in the Sea Clan, the Northern Xinjiang are all Terrans, there is no way to take them, but to strengthen the vigilance, here in the Eastern Wilderness, we have to make the movement bigger, so as to attract the attention of the Seven Great Immortal Sects and facilitate the work of your subordinates, but do you really have the confidence to get rid of that Fengming fruit tree?" This fruit is one of the main medicines for refining the Ning Ying Pill, although this fruit tree is not in the main altar of the Wanhua Palace, but the Wanhua Palace will definitely send heavy troops to guard it. ”

"Of course, I have a wood demon under my command, he is a spirit wood essence, there is a high chance that he can get the Fengming fruit tree, the Fengming fruit tree is one of the few spiritual trees in the immortal cultivation world that cannot be transplanted, once it moves to its original location, it will immediately wither and disappear, and it is precisely for this reason that the Wanhua Palace can not transplant this fruit tree, and send people to set up a formation to protect this fruit tree, even if they can't get rid of the Fengming fruit tree, it is okay to pick the fruit or destroy the fruit tree, and they must not let the human race continue to keep the Fengming fruit tree, with this fruit tree, the chance of their human race appearing Yuanying monk is relatively large。 ”

"Hopefully! By the way, if your incarnation provokes a war, the Seven Great Immortal Sects will definitely track him down, or you can transfer him back! ”

The Black Tiger Ancestor grinned and said, "I have my own arrangements, and Sister Lao Qinghua is worried." ”

Hearing this, the Blue and White Ancestor didn't want to say anything.

Wu State, Yunhu Grassland.

There were hundreds of huge steaming earth pits on the ground, and a large number of demon beasts fell in pools of blood.

Tens of thousands of demon beasts were frantically attacking Ping Demon City, and all kinds of spells bombarded the formation.

The surface of the flat demon city is full of potholes, a certain city wall has collapsed, and the corpses of some immortal cultivators can be faintly seen, in the recent attack, the demon beast broke the formation, although the formation was quickly restored, a group of demon birds and demon beasts attacked the city along the moment the formation was broken, and some immortal cultivators died tragically in the mouth of the demon beast.

The place where Mo Caiyun's six people defended was exactly where the demon beasts broke through.

Before leaving, Wang Changsheng gave Wang Qingqing a third-order talisman seal, she was responsible for refining the weapon, repairing the puppet beast, and she didn't usually have to fight on the city wall, she gave the third-order talisman seal to Zhao Zheng to protect herself.

Zhao Zheng sacrificed the third-order talisman seal in time and killed more than a dozen second-order demon birds, and they were lucky enough to escape, but Wang Qiuming was hit by several giant fireballs, but fortunately, the defensive magic weapon blocked most of the damage, he was only burned, and the injury was not very serious.

Wang Qiuming is Wang Changsheng's grandson, he was injured, and Mo Caiyun blamed himself very much.

"Qiu Ming, how is it?

Zhao Zheng said with concern, his face full of worry.

Wang Qiuming's pale face showed a smile, and said, "Uncle, I'm fine! Let's strengthen our vigilance, the demon clan's attack has increased a lot recently." ”

"It's okay!Qiu Ming, you follow me, follow me. ”

Mo Caiyun said with a solemn face.

Wang Qiuming agreed, and clenched the long sword in his hand.

A low horn sounded, and tens of thousands of demon beasts retreated quickly as if the tide was receding.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qiuming and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know what happened to Uncle Eighteen and Brother Seven, count the time, they should be back!"

Wang Qingjun said to himself.

After a while, the immortal cultivators on duty came up, and Mo Caiyun and the others retreated and returned to their residences to rest.

As soon as they returned to their residence, they saw Wang Qingshan.

After Wang Qingshan escaped, he hesitated again and again, but he still returned to the front line, first, his bottleneck was not resolved; second, the war between the two clans of the demons, the Seven Great Immortal Sects were ordered first, and all those who were cowardly would be severely punished, if he fled back to the family, once he was discovered, the family would be in trouble; third, the strength of the other clansmen was not very strong, Wang Changhao gave his life to save him, how could he leave the clansmen and flee back to the family alone.

"Qingshan, you're back, where is the eighteenth brother!"

Wang Qingshan's eyes dimmed, and he said sadly: "The demon clan of the transformation period appeared on the side of the demon clan, and on the way to escape, Uncle Eighteen died in the mouth of the demon beast in order to cover me. ”

The situation at that time was too dangerous, and it was impossible for Wang Changhao to survive.

"Qiu Ming, what's the matter with you, is the injury serious?"

Wang Qingshan noticed that Wang Qiuming's clothes were in tatters, and asked with concern.

Wang Qiuming grinned and said, "It's okay, the defensive magic weapon that my grandfather refined for me blocked most of the damage, but unfortunately it was destroyed." ”

"It's good that people are okay, hey, pay more attention in the future, and hope that the war will end as soon as possible! It's been seven years of fighting, and I don't know when I'm going to fight. ”

Wang Qingjun sighed, his face full of sadness.

They had just retired from the front, and their hearts were heavy, so they chatted a few words, and each went back to his lodgings to meditate and rest.

Fengming Mountain Range, here is one of the seven immortal gates of the Wanhua Palace.

Flowers and plants are everywhere here, and among the mountains and peaks, you can see magnificent palaces or delicate and small pavilions, and several huge waterfalls are like silver chains flowing down from the heights, splashing huge roars and mist.

A team of monks drove the clouds and flew in and out of the sky, and from time to time there were groups of huge white cranes flying by, a fairy scene!

Suddenly, a loud roar sounded, and the alarm sounded.

More than a dozen rays of light flew from afar, seven demon clans in the transformation stage, and ten half-demons in the Dan stage.

"Kill me. ”

The disciples of the Wanhua Palace who were guarding this place rushed out of their residences one after another, and under the leadership of the Yuanying Monk, they fought against the demon clan.

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Chapter 543: The Demon Clan's Two-Handed Plans