On the coast of the South China Sea, the turbid waves were surging, and the ink-colored waves, with a thunderous roar, hitting the reefs on the shore, scattering into broken jade snow. The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if ink was about to drip, making people breathless.

In the Fubo Islands, the hurricane bent the coconut trees on the island, and the pedestrians were deserted. The birds nesting on the trees whine in the wind, lamenting the loss of their homes.

At the top of the Golden Crow Tower in the northeast corner of Xianyin Island, the demon clan sat on the left and right, and the demon emperor Wutian stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. Everyone was silent and the atmosphere was quite dull.

Outside the window, a pair of beautifully feathered jade birds kept crying at the nest that fell to the ground, their wings flew around, and they couldn't bear to leave around the broken nest.

Wutian was in a depressed mood, and their situation was so similar to that of these pair of jade birds. This Middle Land was also the home of their demon clan, because ten thousand years ago, the demon clan predecessors were defeated in the battle with the human race and went north to Beijuluzhou.

And today, is he going to repeat the same tragedy?

Hundreds of years of planning, placing spies, and even abandoning their love, just to cultivate to the strongest. In order to win, he did not hesitate to make a fuss with the tiger and pulled the Shura clan into his own chariot, but now he wants to ask him to bow down and admit defeat.

How can this be done?

How could he be willing?

Wutian's expression changed uncertainly, but someone was already impatient to wait.

"My emperor, how can we deal with the despicable monks of the human race? Please come up with a charter!" The person who couldn't wait to speak was the Saint King of White Elephant.

As the leader of the White Moon Demon Elephant Clan, he has always been very careful about the future of his family. If the human race really set out to expedition to Beijuluzhou, then the White Moon Demon Elephant Clan on the shore will be the first to be destroyed, and the extermination of the clan will not be far away. However, other races have gone deep into the inland and there is no need to worry for a while.

Wu Tian turned around leisurely, looked at the anxiety between the white elephant Saint King's eyebrows, and sighed in his heart. Although he was the lord of the demon clan, he could not do whatever he wanted. After thinking for a moment, Wu Tian explained lightly: "White elephant doesn't need to panic. Our opponent must come to the South China Sea first to check it out before we can decide to do it. We have a lot of time."

"Everyone, we thirteen people took our disciples across the ocean and went on an expedition to the human race. Now more than half of the casualties are left, only a few of us are left." At this point, Wu Tian glanced at everyone, his tone was extremely sad.

Bai Xiang, Zi Yan and others looked at each other and felt sorry for the disappearance of their companions. At that time, the Thirteen Demon Saints rushed to the South China Sea to break the Nine Truths of the South Alliance first, and then destroy Nalanda Temple. What a breeze.

But now, there are only six people left, so desolate.

"My wings, colorful, black turtles and the others cannot die in vain. This Middle Earth is not only the Middle Earth of the human race, but also its own. If anyone blocks our path, then kick it away!"

Even though he was at a disadvantage in the situation, the Demon Emperor Wutian had never thought of returning to his hometown. Leaving means that the demon clan's expedition has failed; leaving means that the blood of Miaochi and the others has flowed in vain.

At this moment, a jade plaque hanging on the window made a slight sound, and a crack broke out in the center. Everyone knew what that meant, and their faces were so ugly that they looked tight.

Wu Tian sighed faintly and said, "What a pity!"

Wuya said angrily: "This idiot deserves to die! If the six of them join forces with us, those bastards in the human race are nothing. They can't bear to leave a bunch of wastes in the underworld and actually make their own lives dead. They are so stupid."

The object of Wuya’s anger is naturally Shura Dharma Lord.

At the beginning, they failed to attack and retreated from Zhongnan Mountain. On the way, the Shura Master led his family members to part ways with the demon clan. According to the Shura Master's intention, they should go to the underworld together, wait for the rabbit, and ambush Tang Cheng and others.

But the Demon Emperor and others were going back to the South China Sea to meet the six giant turtles and find a partner to take over for Wuya again. Such a big difference cannot be reconciled at all. It is difficult for both of them to convince each other, so they can only go their own ways and go their separate ways.

Originally, without the help of the demon clan, Wutian believed that according to the gloomy character of the Shura Dharma Lord, he would definitely not take risks. As long as the Shura Dharma Lord was still alive, their chances of victory were very small. But Wutian did not expect that the best helper of the demon clan would die in the underworld.

After the Shura Dharma Lord returned to the underworld, he immediately collected all the young and strong people from the underworld to move to Middle Earth to transmit the magic array. Without the help of the demon clan, the Shura Dharma Lord had no confidence to defeat the human race alliance. The Shura Dharma Lord's response was incorrect. He was ahead of the old Taoist and the others in every step, but unfortunately he did not expect that Tangcheng would kill the enemy with the five hundred blood-soul Yin Sword, which made the old Taoist and their advancement speed unexpectedly fast.

In the end, the Shura Master should not be greedy and must have transported away all the tens of thousands of tribes. As a result, Tang Cheng noticed an abnormality and destroyed the teleportation array. In the end, he ended up killing the other place in battle.

This is 'a single mistake, and the whole plate is full of ropes'.

People in the world judge heroes by success or failure. No one knows that Shura Master has only a little bit of a victory. He only says that his defeat overestimates his power and mocks his stupidity as if Wuya is.

"Wuya, it's meaningless to say these. Have you been proficient in the formation brought by the Spirit Turtle?" Wutian is a pragmatic person and never regrets the past. The Shura Master made his own choice, and then they just need to accept this result, and the rest are all false.

Facing Wutian's inquiring gaze, Wuya replied respectfully: "It's all done! But will those bastards in Tangcheng accept it?"

Wu Tian’s idea was to fight the life and death with the human monks in the formation they arranged. Wu Ya always had some difficulty in supporting this whimsical idea.

"Maybe, maybe not, let's see then!"

Wutian was not sure. He said a few words lightly and then said to others: "In three to five days, the final battle will be the time of the decisive battle. Everyone, the victory or defeat will be here!"

Everyone said yes.

After leaving Wu Tian's residence, everyone climbed down the stairs. The White Elephant Saint King couldn't hide his worries on his face. Obviously, he was worried about how to survive after failure.

The Purple Flame Saint King is a lonely guest with no concern; the tribe of the Saint King of the Mountain Hiding Mountain hides in the mountains, and he has always been a dragon without seeing his head and tail, so he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

The people of the multifaceted spider king and the soundless snake king are hiding in every corner. If they are not careful, they can't find a place for themselves, let alone the human monks. Unless the human race exterminates all the creatures in Beijuluzhou, the two of them will not worry about their own tribes.

The Neptune and Xue Sanren looked at each other in a hidden way, and then their expressions separated as usual, but they already knew each other.

Three days passed, and in the early morning, the sun had not yet jumped out of the sea, and the gorgeous rays of light painted the eastern sky into an oil painting.

Wuya left Jinwulou early. He needed to gather his tribe members together to get to know the formation. Although he thought this matter was extremely unreliable, he was still very dedicated.

Wuya is no longer considered a combat power. Although he was reborn in the body, he has not yet recovered his cultivation. At this time, he is only in the Yuandan stage. However, no one in the demon clan dares to underestimate him. The six spirit turtles were grateful to Wuya for his kindness and were very friendly to him.

After stretching leisurely, Wuya suddenly saw the Sea King walking out of the Golden Crow Tower. The Sea King looked left and right and exclaimed, with a little ugly face and said, "Why is Xue Sanren still coming back? Nothing will happen?"

When Wuya heard this, he was shocked and said, "I'll go and notify my father." As he said that, Wuya was about to rush into the Jinwu Tower. But the sea king grabbed Wuya's arm and stopped him, "Young Master, wait!"

Aquaman's hand was loosened as soon as he grabbed it, and he took a step back and said anxiously: "There is no conclusion yet. I will understand it when I go and see it! Just wait patiently for a while."

According to the previous resolution, the demon saints of the demon clan need to go to the vicinity of Xianyin Island to check the movements to prevent the human cultivators from suddenly attacking. One person is rotated every day, and it happened to be the turn of Xue Sanren to patrol on the third day, and this incident happened to happen.
Chapter completed!