Two months later.

Dongfang Yun led the army of ghost cultivators to the demon clan station.

The old demon of the stone sea, the lord of the turtle, and the bald old man came out to greet him in person.

After some detailed discussions, the two sides reached a plan to attack the Taoist faction, with the demon clan as the main force to charge, and the ghost cultivator faction to assist in the attack on the flank.

The next day, when the sun had just risen, the Demon Clan and the Ghost Cultivator Sect launched a fierce attack on the Taoist Sect's station.

The Taoist sect did not expect that the ghost cultivation sect would suddenly get involved, and it was not properly prepared for a while, and the losses were very heavy.

Originally, the strength of the demon clan and the Taoist sect were not comparable, but now the ghost cultivator sect had joined in to help the demon clan, making the situation of the Taoist sect immediately become critical.

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"Boom!" Several thunderbolts instantly split the cave where Lin San was hiding into a pile of stone powder, which was blown by the wind, and the stone powder suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Lin San, who closed his eyes tightly, appeared between heaven and earth without reservation.

"Crackle!" Five purple lightning bolts slashed straight above Lin San's head.

At this moment, Lin San suddenly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and then fell to the ground.

"Huh!" At the moment when Lin San was at the end, five purple thunderbolts suddenly shattered, turning into a bunch of purple light spots and slowly disappearing between heaven and earth, and at the same moment, the dark clouds gathered in the sky also slowly dispersed, and a dazzling sun slowly revealed Lin San's figure.

Lin San lay quietly on the rocks like this, his eyes were hollow, and a trace of blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth.

I don't know how long it took......

Lin San's fingers moved slightly, and then slowly sat up: "Alas......" Lin San let out a bitter sigh, and said to himself: "I failed, I still failed in the end......" When the first condensation of the Yuan Infant began, it was quite smooth, but when the catastrophe came, Lin San's mood suddenly became unstable, and the "villain" who had just formed in the dantian It collapsed in an instant, Lin San tried several methods, but he couldn't condense the villain anymore, and finally couldn't stand the mana running around in his body, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and then fell to the ground.

If the condensation of the primordial infant fails, the Heavenly Tribulation will naturally disappear.

Lin San's mood at this time didn't know what words to use, in short, it was very uncomfortable, depressed, and breathless...... I really want to cry without tears, it took so long and swallowed so many pills, but in the end I still failed.

At some point, it began to rain lightly in the sky.

The raindrops slowly wet Lin San's hair and clothes, and after a while, Lin San turned into a soup chicken.

Lin San sat quietly on the ground, letting the rain wash away, motionless, as if he had been petrified.

It was getting dark.

Lin San still sat upright in place, without the slightest intention of getting up.

The light rain continued throughout the night and did not stop until the next morning.

The area around Lin San was covered with muddy rainwater, and Lin San was basically soaked in the cold rain from the waist down.

"Coo-......" A small blue bird suddenly flew from the sky and landed lightly on the stone opposite Lin San.

Lin San lowered his head, closed his eyes slightly, and spread his hands to the side irregularly, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Fluttering ......" The blue bird suddenly flew onto Lin San's shoulder, and began to bite Lin San's neck with his small beak, at this moment, the little bird had already regarded Lin San as a dead corpse.

I don't know if he was awakened by the pain, Lin San slowly opened his eyes, and subconsciously raised his hand and swept his neck.

"Bang!" The unsuspecting blue bird was suddenly swept out by Lin San, its little head hit the ground hard, rolled its eyes, and died on the spot.

"Hmm......" Lin San rolled his eyes: "Where am I?" Lin San shook his heavy head, and slowly remembered, he seemed to be hiding in a cave to condense the Yuan Infant, and he also led the Heavenly Tribulation down halfway, and at the last moment, due to the unstable heart and the final failure, the advanced Yuan Infant Stage failed.

Lin San turned his head to look at the dead blue bird, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, it was his own momentary negligence that killed an innocent bird, but he really had to thank this little bird, if the little bird didn't fly over and grab his neck, maybe he would continue to sink, and it was very likely that he would not wake up in the end.

"What's wrong with you? Isn't it just a failure? What's the big deal? Just go back and continue to work hard!" Lin San secretly blamed himself and said: "It seems that my state of mind really needs to be honed!" Sighing for a while, Lin San struggled to get up from the ground, reached out to pick up the body of the blue bird, and found a small hole with excellent "feng shui" to bury it, and finally, Lin San also bowed to the tomb of the blue bird a few times, and then found a remote place and began to meditate to restore the damaged meridians and consumed mana.

A month later.

Lin San stood up with a red face, and after a month of meditation and cultivation, Lin San finally recovered the damaged meridians and the mana consumed.

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At this time, the Blood Moon Continent was really messed up.

The Taoist faction and the demon clan and the ghost cultivation faction are inseparable, and in just one month, the Taoist faction has killed and injured tens of thousands of people, one-third of whom are cultivators above the Jindan stage.

in a gorgeous hall.

The three imposing old men gathered around and talked anxiously.

These three old men don't look like they look average, they are not tall, but their identities are indeed extraordinary, the three old guys are the leaders of the Taoist faction in the Blood Moon Continent today, and they are all cultivators in the late Yuan Infant period, and the names of the three old guys are: Liang Wanli, Peng Dehua, and Mu Wuqing.

"Alas......" Liang Wanli, whose face was full of wrinkles, sighed softly: "I really didn't expect that the Ghost Cultivation Sect would actually form an alliance with the Demon Clan!"

"With the strength of our Taoist sect alone, it is difficult to defeat the demon clan and the ghost cultivation sect combined. Peng Dehua's face is not very good-looking.

Mu Wuqing pondered for a moment: "Since the Demon Clan is looking for help from the Ghost Cultivation Sect, then we can also ask the Wood Clan, the Machine Spirit Clan, and the Rakshasa Clan for help!"

"Impossible, the Wood Clan, the Machine Spirit Clan, and the Rakshasa Clan won't help us at all. Liang Wanli shook his head and vetoed.

"Nothing is impossible. Mu Wuqing said lightly: "As long as the conditions we give are abundant, I think the Wood Clan, the Machine Spirit Clan, and the Rakshasa Clan will definitely be willing to help!"

Liang Wanli frowned: "What do you want to do?"

Mu Wuqing stretched out his hand and knocked on the table: "I plan to cede one-third of the current territory of the Taoist Sect. ”

"What!" Liang Wanli and Peng Dehua's faces changed at the same time.

"Don't get excited, listen to me slowly. Mu Wuqing waved his hand: "If you want to impress the Mu Clan, the Machine Spirit Clan, and the Rakshasa Clan, you can only cede the territory." ”

"I don't agree!" Peng Dehua yelled.

Mu Wuqing's face sank: "If you don't agree, just wait for the extermination of the clan!"