In the grasslands, mountains, plains and rivers, countless monsters rose into the sky, forming monster clouds and blocking the sun. A high mountain was cut in half, forming a huge high platform. On the high platform, a human race knelt there, trembling.
The pervading evil spirit made the space somewhat distorted.
The strong wind roared, knocking the leaves off the branches and flying in the air.
The humans kneeling on the high platform looked at the boundless demon clan, and their hearts seemed to be tightly grasped by big hands. They seemed to see the demon clan pouring into the human territory, and humans were everywhere wailing and running away.
figure.
The strong wind became stronger and stronger, and the demonic energy gathered and refused to disperse. It was rolling and surging in the sky.
Chengtian stepped on the demon cloud and stood in mid-air. Behind him stood nine Mahayana demons. Chengtian closed his eyes again:
"What a beautiful sound!"
The human race kneeling on the high platform were all captured by Chengtian and others who came to Tianxuan from the wilderness. Among them were monks who transformed gods. At this time, their gorgeous clothes were covered with dirt, but at this time they had completely forgotten
Instead of the elegance and grace that they had valued most before, they only had horror in their hearts. They never thought that this scene would appear before their eyes so suddenly.
Tens of millions of monster monks gathered on the vast land, but at this time, Yaque was silent, and their eyes were all focused on the figure flying in the sky.
Chengtian's voice sounded like thunder: "Everyone, the status of our demon clan has been shaken on this continent..."
Great wilderness.
west.
It was raining heavily, and Xiang Zongheng and Xiao Wu were walking side by side on the western plains.
Xiang Zongheng frowned. Ten years ago, he took Xiao Wu to practice among the mountains and rivers not far from the west, but he vaguely sensed that there were monks in the deep west to overcome the tribulation, and it should be the Mahayana tribulation.
.
Some monks have broken through to the Mahayana stage.
This could only be a demon monk, which made him wary. He wanted to find out who had broken through the Mahayana stage?
This is just because I brought Xiao Wu to the west for training and happened to sense it. Then before I came to the edge of the west, was there more than one monster clan that broke through the Mahayana stage?
He needs to understand that even if he cannot kill the opponent, he still needs to know that there are several monster clans in the wilderness that have broken through the Mahayana stage.
Qianyue City of Qingyun Sect in the northern part of Tianxuan.
There was a huge flow of people, and everyone's face was filled with a peaceful and happy smile. There was laughter in the teahouse and wine shop.
Chengtian lowered his head and glanced at the kneeling human monks on the high platform, and his voice became louder:
"These humans live an extremely luxurious life. They are squandering resources. They have forgotten their fear of us monsters. They even capture us monsters and raise them in captivity for fun..."
The strong wind blew over the high platform, and Chengtian spread his arms to both sides in the strong wind: "Despicable human race, do you want to trample on them!"
On the huge arena in the central square of Tiancheng, two monks were competing.
The moves of the two men were extremely gorgeous and eye-catching. There was a burst of cheers under the ring.
There are countless vendors selling gold and Sachs around the square, and the huge Tiancheng is full of people, bustling and prosperous.
In a courtyard, a group of people gathered around two people to watch. The two people were fighting, and one of them quickly finished painting a bird. There was a rhythm between heaven and earth falling down and speaking. The bird then spread its wings and flew out of the painting.
, flew around in the air, and then fell back into the painting. The monk raised his head and looked around in all directions:
"My painting has reached the third grade, who else is dissatisfied?"
Shi Qingqing reached out and picked out a flower, put it to her nose and smelled it. She liked the smell of flowers.
Raising his head and looking down the mountain, he could vaguely see the Shaoyang Sect shrouded in spiritual mist. The sky was just right and everything was peaceful.
Chengtian's voice descended from high in the sky and spread to the ears of tens of millions of monks.
"This wilderness, this Tianxuan, everything our demon clan can see, belongs to our demon clan.
We, the demon race, have been the masters of this world since it was born. For countless thousands of years, we, the demon race, have conquered the world with our strength, making humans our blood food and our slaves. All the people in this world have
All resources belong to our demon clan. Humans are just our blood food and slaves. If we give them resources, they can eat them. If we don’t give them, they can’t rob them.”
His voice suddenly turned into a roar: "However, the current human race dares to rob resources without the permission of our demon race.
Kill my demon clan!
Catch me, the demon clan, as a plaything!"
There are monks on an outing in famous mountains and rivers. They are either reciting poems and composing poems, or playing the piano and singing. There are also young men and women who are making secret glances at each other.
Great wilderness.
Including the Qingyun Sect, each and every disciple of the sect that has been established in the wilderness for more than 200 years has fought fiercely with the demon clan in the wilderness. They have grown up in the fierce battles.
In the process of growing up, there is blood, some of which is the blood of the demon race, and some of which is the blood of the human race.
A sound like a crane's cry sounded loudly in the sky above Qingyun Sect, and Yuwen Qingxiu broke through the body.
Chengtian's voice exploded in the air like thunder.
"The resources are ours.
The human race is ours.
Everything in the world belongs to our demon clan.
Everything we demon clan can see is ours.
Humans only deserve to kneel in front of us, just like them."
Chengtian pointed with his hand at the humans kneeling on the high platform.
The strong wind was roaring, and tens of millions of demon monks were boiling with blood, raising their arms and shouting.
The hundreds of humans on the high platform were so frightened that they collapsed there, like mud.
In the southern part of Tianxuan, Taoist Chixiao was sitting in a restaurant, looking lazily at the crowds flowing outside the window, with a lazy smile on his face.
In the eastern part of Tianxuan, Hua Mantian rubbed her brows tiredly, and issued orders one by one. The monks left one by one. Although she was tired, there was a smile on her face.
This year, the sect has been able to increase a lot of resources. It has been busy running the sect all day long, but it has been neglected in cultivation...
In the west of Tianxuan, someone was thrown out of the tavern. People on the street were not frightened. Instead, they pointed and laughed.
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The sun shone on the golden Buddha, which was dozens of feet tall, reflecting numerous treasures of light. Pious voices came from all directions:
"My Buddha is compassionate..."
"Don't have any compassion for the human race!" Chengtian's voice clearly reached the ears of every demon monk despite the strong wind:
"What we want is to conquer them and trample them!"
Chengtian waved his hand to the hundreds of human monks who were already as limp as mud on the high platform: "Kill them and use their blood to start our expedition!"
"boom……"
A big demon standing behind Chengtian raised one foot and stepped downwards.
Then a big spiritual foot covered the high platform and stepped down heavily.
Before hundreds of human monks could even cry out, they were trampled into real flesh. The high platform was dyed red with blood, and not a trace of earth color could be seen.
Chengtian high in the sky waved his hand: "Go to war!"
The demonic cloud swept over.
Tiancheng.
Tianmeng.
Shi Kaitian, Ye Qing and Mo Guyan hurried here from their own sects.
The news has come like snowflakes, and at this time, the three Mahayana periods in the hall all have solemn faces.
The demon clan has started a clan war!
Chengtian led the nine demon clans of the first level of the Mahayana stage, and brought tens of millions of demon monks, and came from the west in an upright manner. Along the way, the ten Mahayana stages of Chengtian did not take action, but only the monks of the first level of the Mahayana stage had a fight.
Collision. But the result was one-sided, the human race was killed and retreated step by step.
Xifeng Pass is lost!
West Railway Pass is also lost!
The demon clan has captured half of the western territory and is spreading towards the central part. And in the process, the demon clan from other areas of Tianxuan are also constantly coming to the west and converging into the demon clan army.
The momentum is overwhelming!
Human monks are as fragile as paper, vulnerable to a single blow. Their former elegance and grace are of no use in front of the God of Death. The gorgeous magical powers they invented cannot withstand an ordinary blow from the demon clan.
Flashy!
They have strong cultivation realms, but their hearts are no longer strong. They collapsed and ran away under the crazy attack of the demon clan.
Inside the main hall.
The three Mahayana monks each read the news in each jade slip while chatting.
"There are ten Mahayana periods in total, four are the Heavenly Mahayana periods, and the remaining Mahayana periods are one. When did the demon clan gain nine more Mahayana periods? Why don't we know?"
"Chengtian did not start a clan war in the Great Wilderness, but only Chengtian led nine Mahayana-level demon clans across the Great Wilderness Ancient Road to Tianxuan. And so far, Chengtian's ten Mahayana-level demon clans have not taken action.
It’s just Tianxuan’s demon clan.”
"Chengtian wants to kill the three of us first and cripple Tianxuan, and then deal with Gu Shuo."
"In Chengtian's mind, Gu Shuo is more difficult to deal with than the three of us. So he will be easy first and then difficult."
"Is Gu Shuo out of prison?"
"not yet!"
"Let's not talk about Gu Shuo first, how can we resist the demon clan here?"
"Nowadays, the Tianxuan human race no longer has the iron blood of their time. At that time, we could survive twenty tribulations and fight against Ao Tian. But look at the Tianxuan human race now?
If you look at the monster and run away, you will be defeated thousands of miles away."
"The three of us can't defeat Chengtian even if we join forces. Now there are still nine demon clans in the first level of the Mahayana stage. How can we fight?"
"Could it be that from now on, the human race will no longer have a Mahayana period, and even the tribulations will be wiped out by the demon race, returning to the darkest moment thousands of years ago?"
"Is there any chance to assassinate the demon clan's Mahayana first?"
"No, if you want to assassinate, you must have a chance for them to be alone. And the news is that Chengtian and the nine demon clan Mahayana have been following the demon clan army, and there is no chance for them to be alone."
"Damn it! Greedy for romance... romance, haha... It's okay this time, the human race is going to be exterminated."
"How to fight? How do you want us to fight?"
"The news in this jade slip says that the demon clan is only three thousand miles away from the border between the central and western parts."