The Golden-Winged Dapeng King stood proudly, holding Ning Ji's trembling flying sword between his fingers, his eyes were lonely and arrogant.

Meng Fuzi's face changed immediately when he saw King Dapeng returning to the battlefield, and he pulled Ning Jifei, who was using his spiritual power to recall the flying sword, and retreated, his expression extremely solemn.

Seeing that Meng Fuzi looked like he was facing a great enemy, King Dapeng smiled disdainfully, his fingers loosened slightly, and the flying sword in his hand instantly turned into a streamer and quickly fell back to Ning Ji's side.

"Why is Master Meng so frightened, are you still afraid that this king will make a move on you two juniors? ”

King Dapeng sneered and mocked with disdain.

"Hmph, the person who saved you will leave quickly, and see you on the battlefield tomorrow. ”

Before Meng Fuzi could speak, a cold answer sounded behind him.

The two looked back, and it turned out that the Sword Saint was already standing behind the two of them at some point.

"Juggernaut, are you back?

Ling Ruoxu interrupted Meng Fuzi with a light wave of his hand, and said: "Feng Xing, will they come back for a while and a half, you can release Zhuo Xiaozi, and then today's battle is over, call all the Earth Immortal Realm back to the council hall, I have something important to inform." ”

Zhuo Yuming was chatting with the Yuan Sheng's Yuan Shen in the vast world, when suddenly a whirlpool appeared in the sky, and the great suction instantly sucked Zhuo Yuming away from the stool in front of the White Deer Academy. The next moment, after a whirlwind, Zhuo Yuming reappeared on the battlefield of the 100,000 Great Mountains.

"Senior, why are you the only one coming back. ”

Looking around, he saw that only the Sword Master appeared on the battlefield, and the rest of the Heavenly and Human Realms did not exist. Even the black armor that Meng Fuzi and the others had besieged and killed before had disappeared, and Zhuo Yuming asked the Sword Saint curiously.

"I'll talk about it later. ”

After a brief answer, the Sword Saint grabbed Zhuo Yuming's shoulder, got up and flew in the direction of Demon City.

After about half an hour, all the Terran monks returned to the Demon Town.

After all the Earth Immortal Cultivators gathered in the council hall, the Sword Saint finally spoke up and said what everyone was most concerned about.

"General Feng and the others are still in that Heavenly Palace, this time we have reached a consensus with the Demon Clan, all the Heavenly and Human Realms will not participate in the war. Meng Fuzi didn't have to participate in the war this time, and a few of us will continue to stay in the Heavenly Palace until the end of this war. General Wang Qian, the command of the battle after that will be handed over to you, and everyone will be under your full command. The goal of this battle is to kill as many low-level demon clans as possible, and we have the advantage in numbers on the battlefield of the Earth Immortals, so we don't have to exchange our lives for the means of redeeming our lives, just stabilize it. Ning Ji, you pay a little attention in the future, don't be too aggressive, I'm afraid that you will be targeted and killed by the demon clan. ”

As soon as the Sword Master finished speaking, everyone in the audience was shocked.

It stands to reason that there are eight celestials involved in this battle, and the scale of the battle is far greater than last time, but because of the appearance of that mysterious palace, as a result, the realm of heaven and man does not even participate in the war now, and even Meng Fuzi, a peak earth immortal who is enough to shake the battlefield trend and hold the forbidden treasure in his hand, does not participate in the battle, and for a while their hearts are full of doubts.

"Sword Saint, dare to ask where that Heavenly Palace came from, why so many of you Heavenly Human Realms have entered the Heavenly Palace and abandoned the battle. ”

Yu Ruizhou, who was wearing a flat crown and a splendid feather weave, suddenly asked.

Everyone saw that Yu Ruizhou first raised the question that everyone was most concerned about, and they all turned their puzzled eyes to the Sword Saint.

"The origin of that Heavenly Palace is not suitable for you for the time being, but it is not on the side of the demon clan after all, so you don't have to worry. As for the Heaven and Man Realm not to participate in the war, it is a consensus reached between our side and the Demon Clan, in order to limit the damage caused by the war in the Heaven and Man Realm. Moreover, it is extremely difficult to distinguish between life and death in the battle between our Heavenly and Human Realms, so you don't have to hope that the victory or defeat of the Heavenly and Human Realms will dominate the direction of the entire war. ”

The Sword Saint opened his mouth lightly, and although he explained a few words to everyone, he still couldn't tell the origin of the mysterious Heavenly Palace after all.

It's just that the Sword Saint has already finished speaking, so everyone can't ask anymore.

"Okay, that's the end of today, please be careful in the follow-up war. Mengfuzi, come with me. ”

With that, the Sword Master got up and walked towards the door, and after Meng Fuzi got up and bowed deeply to everyone, he turned around and followed the Sword Master except for the council room.

After the Sword Master and Meng Fuzi left together, General Wang Jian took over the deliberations, and together with a group of Earth Immortal Monks and several Terran Alliance generals, he reviewed the battle during the day and discussed the future strategic policy. For a while, the conference hall was full of people again.

After the Sword Master and Meng Fuzi left the South City Tower, they flew towards the city.

Zhuo Yuming was sitting at the table, chatting with Qi Huan about the war during the day, there was a porcelain bowl in front of each of them, and a pot of wine was placed on the table alone, and there was no stack of side dishes to accompany the wine.

Although Qi Huan's face was indifferent, Zhuo Yuming also noticed that his aura was slightly unstable, and it was obvious that he had also suffered a lot of dark injuries during the daytime battle. He can also understand that Qi Huan is on the one hand because as a disciple of the Sword Saint, it is his duty to charge into battle on the battlefield of killing demons, and on the other hand, I am afraid that he is now stuck at the peak of Guizang, and he wants to break through the bottleneck with the tragic battle on the battlefield and set foot in the land immortals. During the day, Qi Huan always rushed to the forefront, and the flying sword slaughtered the Tibetan realm demon cultivators, and the Yuanying Jindan under the hidden place was countless, and even the sword named "Wentian" given by the dead master had been completely shattered.

"A cultivator must not be too attached to external objects, otherwise it will be difficult for the Dao mind to be perfected. ”

Zhuo Yuming, who had heard Qi Huan mention the origin of the saber before, naturally knew that he had a lot of regrets and sentimentality in his heart, and after taking a shallow sip of wine, Zhuo Yuming also comforted him.

Qi Huan smiled faintly when he heard this, put down the wine bowl in his hand and said, "Don't worry, I still have this state of mind." But after all, it was the only thing left by the ancestor, and it was only after emptying his money bag that he bought it back, and it was shattered like this, which was somewhat distressing. In fact, that Wentian was already a little difficult to withstand my sword intent, but after all, it was a thought, so I kept it with me. But this time, since it is completely gone, I will also learn from Ning Ji when I go back, and when I turn around, I will have a natal flying sword, and I will not hang the sword. ”

"That's not it, if you look back and find a good sword, and use it again, hang a long sword on your waist, and walk the rivers and lakes to always have an extra sword fairy style. Maybe that mountain gate fairy will be attracted by the outstanding demeanor of your Qi Great Sword Immortal, and throw himself into his arms. ”

Zhuo Yuming teased with a smile.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yuming put away his smile and said to Qi Huan: "Brother Qi, I want to leave the Demon City for a while, and when Senior Zhao and Ning Ji come back, you can help me talk about it." This pot of wine money will bother Qi Great Sword Immortal to tie the knot, I hope that when we meet again, you have achieved the realm of land immortals. ”

With that, Zhuo Yuming got up and hugged his fists.

When he flew out of the inn, the Sword Master and Meng Fuzi who had previously transmitted the sound were already hanging above the inn and waiting quietly.

The three of them soared together and flew towards the heavenly palace.