The fierce battle lasted all night. The demon's front once advanced to less than fifty miles from Tongtian Lake, but after an hour of fierce fighting, it was pushed back. When morning light appeared in the sky, the front line was stable at 300 miles from Tongtian Lake. Both sides left a large number of corpses and were discarded in the wilderness and no one restrained them.

But the intensity of the war gradually decreased. Even the two armies, like gods and demons, gradually felt extremely tired.

So at this time, Yunshan finally began to slowly descend. The huge shadows were cast by the rising sun from the east - as if a hole was torn open in the sky, and darkness leaked out during the day. The entire battlefield, as well as hundreds of miles of land outside the battlefield, were shrouded in the shadow of Yunshan.

This made this morning look like dark night. The huge cloud mountain is still hundreds of miles away from the ground, but everyone can already feel the pressure brought by its huge figure. It seems that the sky is falling and the earth is hanging upside down, and it will fall on everyone's head in the next moment.

The grey waterfalls began to fall from the Yunshan Mountain. Their whereabouts were very slow, as if Yunshan Mountain slowly grew roots. But in fact, those waterfalls were not water flow, but dust. The dust contained in them was not small mud and sand - countless stones as big as heads, millstones, and even houses began to peel off from the Yunshan Mountain Mountain, gathering into many "river" falling from the sky.

There are also thick clouds and mists that are torn at the bottom of the Yunshan Mountain, turning into thousands of threads and rising into the sky. But if they are close enough, they will realize that each thread is as wide as a Wei River.

They are like countless tentacles exploring from the sky, wrapping up huge mountains and refusing to land in this dangerous place.

Qin Jun looked up at this Yunshan. The latter occupied almost his entire vision, from top to bottom, from left to right, and could not see the edge. I wonder if it was his own illusion, but this great demon at the peak of the Xuan Realm even felt... his body became a little lighter.

He had never seen anything so huge.

Therefore, some thoughts became more and more intense, which made him pursed his lips slightly-

Before seeing Yunshan with one's own eyes, my impression of it was nothing more than "a mountain". A mountain floating above the sky is the ancestral home of Xuanmen, the holy land in the hearts of practitioners all over the world, and there are many treasures in it - that's all.

He even saw Yunshan once. But that time, because Yunshan was flying through the sky, he rose up in the air and tried to see Yunshan's true appearance. But Yunshan was flying so high and guarded so strictly, he only took a look from a distance. At that time, Yunshan in his eyes was not as big as a nail, and there was no strong feeling.

But now... the clouds and mountains are in sharp contrast with the earth, mountains and rivers.

Such a huge thing... removing factors such as the "Xuanmen Ancestor" is already a primitive and extremely strong temptation just because of its size - being able to capture it.

This temptation - possessiveness and destruction, is hidden in the body of every person and every demon. It is just that the demon is far superior to the monks. Therefore, when the Yunshan Mountain falls, more demons not only do not feel afraid of the pressure, but instead... roars even more barbaric!

After watching this for a while, Qin Jun shook his hand and threw away the blood stains between his fingers. In one night, he killed seven Xuan Realm cultivators and nineteen Realm cultivators, which were incalculable below the True Realm. However, now looking at him, his hair is still meticulous, with no stains except for his fingertips.

"I must conquer Yunshan." He turned to Yazi and said, "Now when I see it, I understand what a feat that has never been seen in the ages."

Both sides' high-end combat power has retreated, and there are only some low-level monsters ahead, and the practitioners are still fighting slowly and retreating.

Now the two of them stood on the back of the huge golden horn again, looking at the endless front line and the huge mountain as the background.

Yazi just landed behind him. But instead of answering him immediately, he frowned and whispered: "The remnant soul is gone."

He looked less calm than Qin Jun. Although wise demons could transform into clothes and look, there was still a deep wound on Ya Zi's left face. The wound rolled up like a baby's little mouth, and the golden flesh and blood inside it. This means that this wound was injured on the soul, and it took time to slowly recover like a mortal. If the soul was damaged but not recovered, the wound would intuitively reflect this in the form of a scar.

He had just come from behind. He fell from the air behind Qin Jun and said this and took two more steps, and walked to her: "The third sister is too greedy."

Qin Jun seemed to be still immersed in the passion in his heart. He heard him say this and only raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at Yunshan. After a while, he said, "It's gone?"

"I just went to the back to see, but what did you see?" Ya Zi took a deep breath, as if he was very distressed. "We advanced from the Black Tower to this, and we rushed to more than 400 miles in total. To this day, the total number of demon cultivators who died in the devil should be 100,000. As a result, the entrance to the plain of the Yazhong will go further south, nearly two hundred miles away, at least 40,000 or 50,000 residual souls are gone!"

"Who can do this except the third sister? I hope that if things are done in the end, they will be transformed into the power of wishes with Guanyuan crypt!"

This was a very terrible loss - almost equivalent to the part that Ya Zi had originally obtained. But after hearing this, Qin Jun was silent for a while and turned around.

He stretched out his hand first and wiped the golden blood flowing from his wound. Yazi was stunned for a moment, but did not hide.

Qin Jun gently wiped his thumb and looked at his wound, saying, "Do you think it was made by the third sister?"

It seemed that because of his actions, Ya Zi's emotions gradually sootheed. His voice was not as excited as before: "Who else can you? I can't imagine anyone who has the courage to do these things behind us. The third sister - who already has Li Yunxin's dragon soul, but is still not satisfied. Until now..."

"The third sister is not that kind of person." Qin Jun wiped it clean, then pinched Yazi's chin with his hand and turned it around, tilting his head to look at it, as if he was seeing how serious the injury was. Then he let out a breath and turned around and turned his hand back, "You said I was good with her, and I did have good with her. But what is her is because of my special identities. Second, because she looks very similar to humans - what she said to Li Yunxin in the past, in your opinion, it is for the Dragon Soul, in my opinion, it is sincere. Our third sister..."

"This time I came here to help, I only had one thought - the demon has been oppressed by Xuanmen for a long time, and there is an old grudge from King Jinpeng who was sealed, so she came to seek revenge. She couldn't do anything else."

"...Hmph." Ya Zi snorted, but didn't say anything. He didn't know if he was unwilling to refute Qin Jun, or he felt that Qin Jun was right. After a while, he complained in a low voice, "Dragon Soul. When I met her in front of the formation at night, I talked about Dragon Soul. She pretended not to know anything! But if it wasn't the third sister, who else could there be?"

Qin Jun was silent for a while and shook his sleeves.

Suddenly, a man fell out of his sleeve and was sitting on the wide and flat back of Jinjiao.

It was General Zhang, the general of the Liguo Fuyou Army, Mu Nanju, the manager of the Liguo Grand Prix.

"General Zhang tell me, who did this?"

After Qin Jun asked this, Zhang Zhengzhong slowly stood up - he seemed to be still not used to standing on the back of the tall and huge golden horned zombie, and he felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed as if he was on the boat for the first time alone.

It seemed that I could hear the conversation between the two in my sleeves. After adapting to this for a while, I breathed a sigh of relief: "Qinjun Mingjian, I have been protected by Qinjun in my sleeves, where can I do those things!"

"General Zhang is the shopkeeper of the Liguo Grand Principal, is he just alone?"

"Even if we mobilize all the power of Liguo, we cannot silently collect tens of thousands of dead souls in front of the two dragon sons." Zhang Zhengzhong smiled bitterly, "Even if we have such an idea - just when we are sincerely working with you dragon sons, how could we do such a stupid thing?"

Qin Jun turned to see him: "Sincere cooperation? Speaking of this, I was asking General Zhang to answer my questions. If you can't solve it, please ask General Zhang to be the main course for the night banquet for the military reward tonight."

Zhang Zhengzhong's face remained unchanged, and he only coughed twice: "I know everything and I can speak all the time."

"Okay. What I want to ask is that Li Yunxin has died in front of the formation - you and I know that yes, it is indeed dead. Both body and spirit are destroyed, and there is no possibility of survival. Then if he dies, don't you want to take revenge? You must know--" Qin Jun said slowly, "I have also put some effort into it. The restriction on him is planted by me."

"I heard that your side has given Li Yunxin a lot of help, and General Zhang has told me some more these days - for example, the shopkeeper of yours has always wanted to join Li Yunxin. Now that he has lost his allies, isn't it a waste of money to get a bamboo basket?"

After hearing his question, Zhang Zhengzhong let out a sigh: "It turns out that Mr. Qin is asking this. Speaking of this, it's easy to talk about it."

He found a place to sit firmly before he let out another sigh: "My shopkeeper originally really appreciated Li Yunxin. To be honest, Qin Jun said that Li Yunxin's ability to have this state in a short period of time is indeed inseparable from our help. For example, before he went to Yunshan, he killed the Golden Photon - it was because we mobilized the believers along the entire Wei River for him, which enabled him to break through to the realm of Dacheng."

"But earlier, my master also told him that the fight is not something he can participate alone. If he wants to save his life and even achieve something, he must form an alliance with us. But Li Yun was unruly and spoke wildly. He said that the fight is a battle between the princes and he didn't need any help. When it comes to the battle between emperors, let's see if we need us-"

Hearing this, Qin Jun and Ya Zi looked at each other. Ya Zi laughed: "Ha... Then Li Yunxin is indeed arrogant."

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Chapter completed!