The human race is cheering and celebrating enthusiastically.
The morale of the demon clan is declining, the army is in defeat, and they are constantly retreating.
The situation is improving.
Not long after, Lu Xuanji also learned the news and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Jin Xi also smiled, feeling relieved.
The Chu State is safe. At the moment when the gods of the human race return, everything has turned around and everything is peaceful.
Lu Xuanji worriedly said: "The situation is not good, everyone is starting to break the rules! Next, if the Avatar takes action and hunts down the Nascent Soul monks, we will be in big trouble!"
In the past, whether the human race or the demon race, both sides were fighting endlessly and fighting, but they still respected each other's rules.
The lower-level monks fight with each other, constantly scheming and killing. They can fight in groups, conspire and plot, and use many cruel methods to fight each other to achieve their destiny. Senior monks are not allowed to interfere.
It's like a certain Jindan monk whose son was beheaded by a Zifu monk.
The Jindan monk was extremely angry, but he could not directly kill the Zifu monk.
They can only send a certain Zifu genius to kill him, or a group of Zifu monks to surround and kill him.
Also in the past, both the human race and the demon race were very strict about rules. No matter how hard they fought or fought bloody battles, the Nascent Soul monks would not be affected.
Even the ancestor of the Personalized God, if he saw that a certain Nascent Soul cultivator was displeased, he would directly send the Nascent Soul to kill him instead of taking action himself.
The incarnation of gods cannot use the big to bully the small.
You also need to pay attention to rules when transforming into a god.
Otherwise, if the incarnation does not pay attention to the rules, constantly bullies the small, and sneaks attacks on the Nascent Soul monks, the ninth-level Nascent Soul monks will be unable to resist and will be hunted and killed.
Maybe in a few years, both of us will become polished commanders.
Under mutual deterrence, both sides abide by unspoken rules and pay attention to rules.
But as the Blood Bat Demon Lord took action, the rules of both parties were broken, each other became shameless, and the situation began to deteriorate.
The days ahead for Yuanying monk will be a little sad.
"We can only be careful!"
Jin Xi said, feeling worried in her heart.
In the past, she had the Ancient Palace of Chaos, and she could leave calmly even if she was defeated by the God-Transforming Monk.
But Qinglian took away the Ancient Palace of Chaos, lost the protection of the ancient palace, and was in danger of being chased by the transformed gods.
…
Amidst the anxiety, the two set off for Chudu.
Walking on the road, many cities are in ruins and dilapidated, and some low-level monks are active and building homes.
From the ruin, a slow recovery began.
Three days later, we finally arrived in Chudu.
At this moment, the outskirts of Chu's capital city were full of pits and pits, with traces left by large-scale magic attacks. The surrounding terrain changed drastically, the mountains and rivers changed, and the peaks turned into plains.
After the war, the terrifying energy left behind was eroding the ground, causing horrific erosion.
Outside the city, there are Jindan monks, Zifu monks, etc. who are cleaning up the radiation on the ground, cleaning up the energy debris, leveling the ground, and repairing the mountains and rivers. They are busy working.
The imperial capital has loosened controls and opened its city gates.
Inspections are still continuing to guard against demon clan traitors.
In the city, some detection arrays are activated to scan and gain insight into everything.
Entering the city, what you see is depression and decay, as well as white sails.
I just made a general inquiry and found out that Chudu, as the largest capital of the Chu Kingdom, was also the main city attacked by the demon clan.
In order to conquer Chudu, the demon clan used more than 200 Nascent Soul monks, tens of thousands of Jindan monks, and countless other low-level monks. Various attack magic weapons, various large magic weapons, etc. were continuously bombarded. On the city wall, the battle scene was extremely cruel.
Valley funeral
During the bloody battle, the city gate was broken down several times.
As for the monks who died in battle, they were countless.
If we persist for twenty years at most, the capital of Chu State will fall.
The war had reached this point, and almost every household in Chu capital wore mourning, and cries echoed throughout the city.
Not only were the battle losses huge, but countless spiritual veins were withered, spiritual stones were depleted, magic weapons were damaged, and other materials were also wasted hugely.
As the saying goes, when a cannon goes off, there is a thousand taels of gold.
The same is true in the world of cultivating immortals. With the continuous wars, huge amounts of material resources were consumed, and the entire Chu State fell into financial exhaustion.
As for the pensions for the monks who died in the war, only a part of them can be given, and most of them cannot be cashed out because there are too many monks who died and it is impossible to cash them out.
Just walking around, I felt like crying and whining kept coming.
"Fellow Taoist Xuanji, are you still alive?"
At this moment, a voice came, it was a woman's voice.
Lu Xuanji looked intently and saw a woman in white. He felt a little strange. After thinking carefully for a moment, he finally remembered that it was Zhenren Qingyan.
It's just that at this moment, her cultivation has gone a step further and she has already reached the Nascent Soul cultivation level. She should be called Qingyan Zhenjun.
"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, for entering the Nascent Soul realm!"
Lu Xuanji stepped forward and said.
"Congratulations to fellow Taoist, everything is safe!" Qingyan Zhenjun said: "My father invites you to come and have a talk!"
"Fellow Taoist, lead the way!"
"This way!"
Under the leadership of True Lord Qingyan, we walked towards a tall building.
Just getting close to here, I can feel the mysterious aura in it.
Many Nascent Soul Lords are gathered here.
When he arrived at the foot of the tall building, Lord Feiyu personally greeted him at the door, and stepped forward directly and said: "Fellow Taoist is still alive, this is a blessing! Many fellow Taoists have perished in the disaster."
“Lucky luck!”
Lu Xuanji sighed.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm sorry!" Zhenjun Feiyu said: "In this battle, the demon tribe used some means, such as transformation, body seizing, puppetry, etc., to control the human Nascent Soul monks and bring them to the human race. There will be huge losses. In order to make sure that fellow Taoists are not under control, we need to check one or two!"
However, Lu Xuanji subconsciously took a step back and asked cautiously: "The soul of a monk is an extremely important part of the human body. How can it be inspected at will? Fellow Taoist, the reason is not enough!"
Monks attach great importance to privacy.
When it comes to Nascent Soul monks, they all have hidden existences and will not let the monks check the sea of soul consciousness.
If some monks have evil thoughts and plant restrictions by checking the sea of soul consciousness, it will be a big trouble.
"Fellow Taoist, don't worry!"
Feiyu Zhenjun said: "I have a treasure called the Demon Mirror, which can reveal the origin of monks. Do you dare to take a look at it, fellow Taoist?"
"Can!"
Lu Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief.
Feiyu Zhenjun stepped forward and took out a mirror with dragon and phoenix runes on it, and the light flashed on Lu Xuanji's body.
Suddenly, the light on the mirror flickered and changed, and the shadow of Lu Xuanji's soul appeared.
After observing for a moment, Zhenjun Feiyu said: "Fellow Taoist is still a human soul, and has not been taken away by the demon clan; there is no restriction on the soul of fellow daoist, and it is not controlled by demon cultivators; the aura of the soul of fellow daoist is normal, and there are no traces of salvation." Friends are safe!"
After putting away the mirror, Feiyu Zhenjun also breathed a sigh of relief.
Recently, he has also been afraid.
Continuously checked out that many friends were either taken away by monsters or controlled by monsters.