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Chapter four hundred and forty seventh beacon fire

In the evening, dusk falls on the earth.

An overwhelming Kunpeng immortal boat left Luoyan Mountain and was traveling through the clouds. The warehouse inside the immortal boat was filled with spiritual stones with strong spiritual energy. Who among the spiritual practitioners in the world could see such a scene?

Everyone can't help but be tempted. On the deck, a group of Mohist monks are standing, most of them are in the middle fifth realm, and there are dozens of them in the Galaxy realm alone. In addition, there is an eleventh realm Mohist sword cultivator sitting in charge.

In the mist, a figure soared into the air and stepped hard on the front deck of the Kunpeng Immortal Boat. Suddenly the footprints became dozens of feet in size, and a loud "bang" landed on the restricted barrier of the Kunpeng Immortal Boat.

For a moment, the entire fairy boat trembled slightly.

"who?!"

The eleventh-level Mohist swordsman stood up with his sword in hand, his eyes stern.

In the air, an old man wearing a Taoist robe stood in the air, carrying a whisk behind his back, and his whole body was filled with a majestic aura of essence and charm. There was no humanity at all, no demonic aura or death aura, just the aura of essence and charm.

And the Qi machine is extremely rich.

He is a member of the Jingmei clan who has reached the upper five and twelfth realms!

Without saying a word, he raised his palms, and suddenly a mountain of flames fell from the sky, hitting the Kunpeng Immortal Boat below.

"Set up the formation!"

The Mohist sword cultivator raised his eyebrows and ordered many Mohist monks to set up forbidden barriers. At the same time, he stood up and split the opponent's miasma of flames with a fierce sword. For a moment, the flames scattered all over the sky, followed by the upper level of the Kunpeng Immortal Boat.

The huge spiritual crystal cannons aimed at each other one after another, spitting out flames and exploding countless flames and light balls in the air.

"..."

The Twelve Realm Jingmei looked stern, and retreated, leaving only an afterimage in the wind, and then disappeared without a trace.

"snort!"

The Mohist swordsman's eyes were cold and he ordered the Kunpeng Immortal Boat to continue moving forward.

The figure of the old Taoist fell into the jungle in the air, and fiery red maple leaves appeared around him, spinning like a whirlpool, and merged into his body. Soon after, the body was wounded by the spiritual crystal cannon.

After continuous repairs, it has returned to its original appearance. He frowned. The legend was indeed true. The combat power of the Kunpeng Immortal Boat in the Mo family's ancestral court was comparable to that of the 13th realm of the demon clan. It is indeed difficult for him to be in the 12th realm on a Kunpeng.

The slightest bit of oil and water was scraped off the fairy boat. Fortunately, I was going fast, otherwise the loss would have been greater. You can't do that kind of thing that would result in a loss.

In the upper five realms of Jingmei, everyone is a wild cultivator, and those who can survive are the truly strong ones.

The old Taoist was originally a flaming maple in the mountain, which had swallowed the essence of heaven and earth for thousands of years. When he was young, he turned into a human form. He stepped into a Taoist temple in the mountain and worshiped a Taoist as his teacher. Later, his master died and he began to practice alone, calling himself "Beixuan".

"True King", finally became enlightened and transformed into a Jingmei of the upper five realms. He also stepped into the Twelve Realms more than ten years ago and became a rare Twelve Realm among Jingmei. He was even more advanced in the cultivation of the Flame Rules.

Unique in the world, I originally wanted to scrape a little bit of oil and water from Kunpeng's fairy boat, but now I can't.

He looked to the west, forget about the south of Xijianjiang River. Lin Xingchu, who was in charge of the Fourteenth Realm of Xijianjiang, loved to kill the upper five realms. Instead, he would attack the lower five realms. The monks from the four northern tribes in the middle and fifth realms would often attack him.

On the one hand, killing too much can easily lead to too much karma, so for Beixuan Zhenjun, the biggest oil and water in the Northern Territory is still the snow-covered Tianchi.

He frowned and escaped into the mountains. Take your time. The moment the snowy Tianchi becomes empty, it will be time for him to make a surprise attack. When the time comes, he will use the Dragon-Slaying Sword, the Giant Que Sword, the Lotus Pond, and the Blue Treasure.

Ding, as well as Zhi Zhi, Chu Yu, Tong Yu, and Wang Yue, take them all back to the cave!



Monster clan, ancestral mountain.

Wearing a fiery red dress that enveloped Yu Xi's graceful and undulating body, she walked up a suspended stone staircase at the top of Zushan Mountain, pausing for a moment at every step. At the end of this stone staircase, there was a place of chaotic energy.

The surrounding stone gate, and behind the stone gate is the retreat place of Demon Ancestor. At that time, Demon Ancestor was severely injured by a sword from Bing Sheng Ding Muchen that was comparable to the fifteenth level. Not to mention the fall, he almost died. It was in

After retreating behind this chaotic stone gate, he healed and practiced. After a hundred years, he dissipated the sword energy in his body, gathered the luck of the demon clan, and returned to the Fourteenth Realm. However, whether this Fourteenth Realm has been compromised, Yu Xi couldn't decide.

However, she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After walking thousands of stone steps, Yu Zhi's pretty face turned red and she wiped the sweat from her face and neck. On the way to meet the Demon Ancestor, no big demon dared to walk with even a trace of demonic energy.

, can only walk with her body. Speaking of it, she has not walked such a long distance for a long time, and it is a road that bears the weight of the road.

"..."

She stood on the first stone step and turned to look to the south. She couldn't help but frown. Now Shi Jungang led four demon clan military tents to sit in the south. Her opponent was Lin Zhao. She didn't know if Shi Jungang could

Can it be suppressed? Will he make the same mistake again? In fact, Yu Xi has a thousand or ten thousand thoughts in his mind to go to the snow-covered Tianchi to meet Lin Zhao again and see if he can still carry out his plans in this life.

Take advantage of it.

Unfortunately, the Demon Ancestor was not sure, and there was a bigger plan that needed his own hands, so he could only put the matter of Lin Zhao on the Snowy Tianchi to a later stage.

On the last few stone steps, Yu Xie stopped walking forward and knelt down gently on the ground, saying respectfully: "Yu Xie, come to see the Demon Ancestor!"

"Um."

A figure floated out from behind the stone door that was rich in the energy of chaos. It was the afterimage of the Demon Ancestor's thoughts. The real body was still in retreat behind the stone door. The afterimage was slightly blurry. One hand was behind his back, and the other hand was hanging on the

In front of him, holding a bright moon in his palm, Demon Ancestor narrowed his eyes and looked at Yu Zhi kneeling in front of him, and said: "How did things go?"

"all the best."

Yu Zhi frowned and said: "Master Demon Ancestor, the shadow that shrouded Baidi City and the Northern Territory has dissipated, and the restrictions on heaven and earth have disappeared. Countless monks from another world may soon enter the Northern Territory."

They are summoned by the old guys from Confucianism, Taoism, and military strategists, and they will definitely help the human race. In this way, the fate of our demon race will be further squeezed. Please make it clear, Lord Demon Ancestor,

What should we, the demon clan, do?”

"Jade bastard..."

Demon Ancestor lowered his head to look down at her and said with a smile: "I believe that you must have the answer in your mind before you come here, right?"

"yes!"

Yu Xie frowned and said: "But Yu Xie's idea is too big. Once implemented, it will have a huge impact. I'm afraid it will affect the turmoil of the entire world. I'm afraid it won't be good."

Demon Ancestor smiled and said: "It's okay, let's talk about it first."

"yes."

Yu Zhi stood up, wearing a red dress swaying in the wind, outlining the moving figure in front of her. She looked at the demon ancestor with a pair of beautiful eyes and said: "Yu Zhi's idea is called buwu in the world. In the past hundred years, the demon clan has spread all over the world."

With strong luck and the joint efforts of all the upper five realms, the number of demon clan continues to rise. Now the spiritual energy of a demon clan world is almost exhausted. Instead of letting everyone crowd together, run against each other, and fish in the lake, it is better for the demon ancestors to directly

Ordered that all monsters who have not joined the military camp can go south and let them find a way to survive on the human land. In this way, the fate of the entire world will be used by our monsters. Although many monsters will be killed, the overall

Luck does wax and wane, which is of great benefit to my ancestral mountain."

The Demon Ancestor's eyes were indifferent: "Since you have made your decision, then just do it. If the world is armed, the world will be armed. We, the descendants of the Demon Clan, are born to be bloodthirsty and good at fighting, and are not afraid of other races."

"yes!"

Yu Xie clasped his fists and said, "I'll go and deliver the order right away."

Not long after, a golden decree appeared above the Monster Clan's Ancestral Mountain, and then the decree continued to disperse, shrouding the entire Monster Clan's world, and any Monster Clan could see it when they raised their heads.

For a time, countless monster clans in the mountains came out of the mountains and went south, while some monster clans hidden in the mountains began to pack their bags. The deputy leader took charge of the mountain sect, and the leader took most of the disciples to move south. It seemed that the entire monster clan world

It's all a mess, but in fact, countless demon clans are heading in the same direction, heading south!



late at night.

Lin Zhao sat on the cliff of Beishan. When he opened the big map, he found that the red color of the northern map was slowly deepening. From light red at the beginning, to crimson, and then to deep red, until the northern map was almost red.

blacken.

"Torch!"

After he gave the order, Muzhen and hundreds of snow knights raised their torches, but they could not shine very far at all.

"杞栀."

When Lin Zhao turned around, Zhi Zhi had already landed beside him.

"grown ups."

Zhi Zhi's bright eyes were full of sword intent. He understood everything after just one glance at the north, and said: "The number of demon clans in the northern mountains has increased at least ten times than before, but the demon clan's military tent is in Panyun Mountain.

Not moving at all, in other words, there is no movement from the demon army, but those little demons are about to sweep southward."

"ah?"

Lin Zhao was startled: "What does the demon clan mean by this move?"

"Eat luck and spiritual energy."

Zhi Zhi said calmly: "I came south to the human world to share the spiritual energy of the world with our human race. Sir, please rest assured that those who went south are just some wild cultivators from the demon clan and the little demons of the lower five realms. They cannot pose any threat to the snow-covered Tianchi.

Our real threat is still the four demon military tents in Panyun Mountain, which is Shi Jungang’s next plan.”

"knew."

Lin Zhao nodded: "But the human territory to the south of the snowy Tianchi will definitely encounter a baptism of demonic wild cultivators. We still have to guard against it. Let's light the beacon!"

"yes!"

Without hesitation, Zhi Zhi raised his hand and waved a sword energy at a beacon on the back mountain. The sword energy immediately ignited the dry firewood that had been prepared. For a moment, a fire shot into the sky. The fire here started, and the starry night in the distance

Beacon fires were constantly lit everywhere in the country, one after another. Although the Shang Dynasty did not deploy troops in the north, the supply of beacons was never cut off.

In the blink of an eye, from the snowy Tianchi Lake to the Tongjing Lake, then from the Xijianjiang River to the Fusu Great Wall, and then to Shanhaiguan, in the depths of the mountains and seas, clusters of beacon fires were connected. The human race world has quickly learned the news that the demon clan is about to go south.

.



"Oh shit!"

Beishan, who had just completed an A-level mission, turned around and looked at the dense beacons rising on the human land. He looked excited, clenched his fist and said: "Fuck... I just came to the snowy Tianchi, and I have to witness the legend again."

Got it!"

Behind him, a group of Canglong Guild players also looked excited. They used to watch the background plot, but now they are in the plot, and the feeling is completely different.


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