But he knew that he couldn't take action now or deliberately provoke the third Three Realms War.
He is a demon disciple in the demon world, and every word and deed represents the black bones of the master.
If he moves, the Xuanyin Sea will completely change.
Until then, Mo Chen will not be able to help him, and he may even implicate Meng Tianjiao and Wenren Shanfeng who helped him.
That kind of scene was something Suning didn't want to see.
So he was waiting, waiting for Tu Que's plan to take effect, waiting for an opportunity to take action without any scruples.
"It's all arranged."
Suddenly, the voice of Tuque sounded in his ears.
Suning was overjoyed and couldn't help but cheered up: "How long will it take?"
The demonic aura surged, and Tu Que returned to the original place without anyone noticing, sitting cross-legged and saying, "Just look at it."
Suning had a question mark on his forehead and blinked blankly.
But soon, with his mind enveloped, he saw a large number of demon monks emerging from the crowd in the immortal world, looking for people to say hello unscrupulously.
"Brother, do you still remember me?"
"I am a poisonous frog, haha. Thanks to you for informing me three years ago, otherwise I almost died in the Eastern Region of the Silent Sky Fairyland."
"Hey, I won't thank you enough for your kindness. Please keep these two million middle-grade immortal crystals as a small favor."
"Quick, quick, don't let anyone see you. After all, you are a fairy and I am a demon."
"Let's go, let's go, don't send it off."
In just a few tens of seconds, the little demon cultivator named Wah Haha abruptly performed a "benefactor is on top" drama. It came and went even faster.
The immortal monk who was left confused had his eyes widened like bells, his eyebrows turned black, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he said, "I, when did I tell you the news?"
"Hey, don't leave. Tell me clearly."
In a hurry, he subconsciously stuffed the Qiankun bag into his sleeve and began to look for Qiwahaha's figure.
On the other side, the same drama is continuing.
"Brother Wu, where is the map of Hanwang Immortal Mountains that I want? Have you got it?"
"Here, this is the middle-grade immortal weapon you want. I snatched it from a disciple of the Thunder Realm."
"What? Don't you know me?"
"Wu Datian, you idiot, don't do this."
"You charge me 10 million low-grade immortal crystals and you won't do anything? Okay, my employer and I will risk my life for you today."
"boom."
The demonic energy broke out and the two of them fought.
"Senior Sister Yun, this is the middle-grade magic "Frozen Three Feet" from my Bingyan lineage, and I will exchange it with you for the middle-grade magic "Yunzhong Falling" from the Yun Cang Immortal Realm."
"Keep your voice down, there are so many people out there, don't let anyone notice you."
"Shh..."
"Hey, Brother He, I said goodbye to you on the Blood Mountain ten years ago. I didn't expect to meet you in the Xuanyin Sea today."
"I'm so polite, little brother. I'll treat you to a drink. I'm a sheep-blooded "goat dung wine"."
"Clang."
The wine jar shattered and the stench hit your nostrils.
The burly demon cultivator with two horns on his head said angrily: "Hecang, what do you mean?"
"Whoosh."
Two more streams of light rushed towards the sky, completely risking their lives.