These black-clothed monks gathered into a mist, like the demonic energy swirling in the mountains behind them, which made people irritable and disgusted.

The conceited and arrogant sneer on their faces was disgusting, especially the lackeys behind the Tu Shan clan, all of them raised their heads as if they were honored, and they longed that the Canglan Realm that raised them would be conquered by the Demon Lord immediately.

At the front of the group of black-clothed people, the leader was Tu Shanqiong, and a beautiful and charming Yuanying Consummation Female Cultivator.

Tu Shanqiong stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was calm, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned upward, and he didn't look like he was smiling like he was facing a big battle, but as if he was meeting with an old friend.

Both sides did not act rashly, both sides have nearly a thousand Yuan Infants, once the right time to start a war will inevitably collapse, and the aftermath will affect everyone.

"That's Tu Shanyao. ”

He Miaomiao's voice sounded in her mind with Quan Ling's coldness, making her eyes involuntarily look towards the female cultivator beside Tu Shanqiong.

She didn't show any weakness when she stood beside Tu Shanqiong, a pair of wonderful eyes swept around, occasionally looking at how the ground crack below was progressing, and occasionally glancing at the group of Taoist cultivators opposite. The eyes seem to be full of affection, but when you look closely, you can find that there is all cold and murderous intent hidden there.

As if sensing that someone was paying attention here, Tu Shanyao turned her eyes to look at He Miaomiao, and soon noticed Quan Ling beside her. Seeing the two of them, Tu Shanyao showed a contemptuous smile on his face, his eyes closed and he didn't pay attention to them, and he didn't look at these two people at all.

He Miaomiao stood quietly in the air, letting the breeze mixed with the thin demonic qi blow the hair behind her. Under her calm face, the fighting spirit was like a raging flame, and when she saw the two team leaders, she felt that the flame seemed to be poured with a barrel of oil.

Tu Shanqiong, who was standing next to her, was the one who killed the old man. ”

Hearing this, Quan Ling's eyes sharpened, and his gentle and shy expression seemed to be broken by some force, and a faint demonic aura emanated from his body, and he silently recited the meditation scriptures in the "Red Dust Sutra" several times before the other side that had been restrained for a long time was suppressed again.

He rarely had such strong emotional ups and downs, and because of his cultivation of the "Red Dust Sutra", his temperament became more and more peaceful, hearing what He Miaomiao said and seeing that person standing proudly in the air all his life, he had an urge to rush forward immediately to fight to the death.

It is his unavoidable responsibility to avenge his mother and brother, but they are only related to him by blood, but it is too late to develop a long-lasting closeness. And the old man picked up his life and raised him, which is another kind of relative who is not related to blood.

His death was an indelible wound for the whole soul, and the sight of the enemy who killed him made the whole soul tremble, hate, and angry. "Miao Miao, we want to avenge our grandfather. His tone was firm, and he was not afraid of the other party's cultivation being a few small realms higher.

He Miaomiao nodded, her eyes looked at the ground crack below, and seeing that the speed of the crack was getting slower and slower, she said hello to the leader Qu Wuyin Chuanyin, and took the fourth-order Hidden Breath Pill with Quan Ling, and disappeared into the air after Lin Song.

Qu Wuyin and several high-ranking people had already intended to make a move, sensing that the three of them were going to lead the battle, and immediately transmitted the sound to the rear to let everyone prepare.

Before the war broke out, there was always some unusual dead silence. The Yuanying True People who were pressed by the black pressure of the mountain waited intently for the earth crack to continue to deteriorate, and the Dao cultivators and demon cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range waited for the moment when the battle intent in their hearts exploded.

The galaxy in the canopy gradually disappeared, replaced by a touch of fish white and bright red in the distance, and the morning was coming.

A cyan figure flashed out of the sky in the middle of the earth crack, and under the gaze of more than two thousand real people on both sides, the soaring black mist disturbed the demonic qi below, causing all the pure demonic qi around it to condense into a huge beast head.

This beast's head is almost the size of a mountain peak, it roared wildly, grinning and revealing sharp black teeth, its eyes flashed with a vicious and vicious light, piercing the space in a flash, and rushed to Tu Shanqiong and Tu Shanyao in the blink of an eye!

The entire space was torn apart by this beast's head, and the aura above the earth crack was suddenly disordered, and there were weak and invisible spatial cracks everywhere!

Lin Song, who gathered the head of this beast, no longer had the usual humble posture, and the domineering ferocity unique to the demon cultivator finally burst out at this moment, he stood proudly in the air, surrounded by black gas, and looked at the group of black-clothed real people below with disdain, as if he wanted to challenge it with the strength of one person!

The beast head with a furious impact, so that a group of low-level meridians in the back of the Yuan Infant heart and intestines were in severe pain, Tu Shanqiong and Tu Shanyao shot at the same time, and the black mist in front of the two of them rolled into two nine-tailed giant foxes, separating the two sides and rushing towards the beast head, leading it to the invisible depths of the clouds and mist.

"This lackey is really loyal...... Second brother, I'll go and solve him!"

Tu Shanyao knew Lin Song, and thought that when she returned a few days ago, someone in the clan reported that this person had come to Xiaoqingqiu to investigate the progress of the teleportation array, and she knew that something was wrong at that time. Fortunately, after reviewing the clansmen who had received and seen Lin Song, they did not find anything abnormal in the end.

"It's just a subordinate, and if you go in person, you lose your identity, and you just need to be a person. Tu Shanqiong's divine sense stopped her movements, turned her head to look backwards, glanced at everyone with a high-minded posture, and finally nodded at a side branch who was also a Yuan Infant Perfection, and motioned for him to step forward to face the battle.

The man was fortunate to be chosen by Tu Shanqiong, and his expression was quite complacent, and he stepped forward violently, and swung a huge longbow into the sky, and it was dyed with a black demonic aura when it disappeared into the clouds.

The long bow's whole body was black and blue, and at a glance, he knew that there was some kind of toxicity in the domineering demonic qi, and he swung out his natal spirit weapon to draw the bow and shoot at the same time, he stepped into the air step by step and faced Lin Song far away.

At this moment, two sword intents hidden in the space attacked from the left and right.

The sword intent on the left is violent and hot, with a fierce killing intent in its ferocity, and the hot temperature seems to completely melt the surrounding aura;

And the beast head that was entangled with the two nine-tailed foxes above the canopy of the sky was also divided into two at this moment, the weaker one stayed in the air and continued to wrestle with it, and the stronger one swooped down, stirring the wind and clouds with a terrifying aura, and rushed straight to the top of the head of the Tu Shan clan's male cultivator!

The three-sided attack came extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the Tu Shan clan male cultivator was swept into the center by the three violent forces, tearing it into pieces fiercely, and even the flesh and blood were scattered by the air current.

A fleeing primordial infant was extremely fast, trying to grab a gap to drill out of the attack and return to his camp for help, but a golden finch the size of a half palm suddenly drilled out of the gap, and the sharp beak opened slightly, spewing out a golden flame that made the soul tremble.