When Feng Qing heard the news, his first thought was that the Lion Clan was crazy.
This is to force the Futian Alliance to fight on all fronts of Blue Star until death!
These immortals from the Futian Alliance can be regarded as the remaining "essence" of Heaven. One or two of them shout to protect the people all day long. This kind of self-hypnosis has been going on for thousands of years. Even if they don't believe it themselves, they believe it!
To destroy a large city with millions of mortals, there will be absolutely no room for recovery on either side, and it will most likely lead to the destruction of Blue Star in the end.
Feng Qing soon realized that this uncle of King Qingyuan was not meant to take over the Lion Clan’s territory!
He is here for revenge!
From the perspective of the Lion Clan's top brass, the death of King Qingyuan caused them to lose face and dignity. This is nothing less than a slap in the face for the Lion Clan, which has been so powerful in recent years under the protection of Jiuling Yuan Sheng. A loud slap in the face can be considered a great humiliation.
According to the traditional logical thinking of the demon clan:
[There are eighteen Holy Spirit Kings on the Blue Star, and there is also the Sea-Converting Holy Dragon Demon King who is recovering from his injuries at the bottom of the sea. If any of you doesn't hit my Lion Clan unintentionally, are you targeting us? 】
Those old lions probably have this mentality.
Feng Qing thought through this and found that this battle was absolutely unavoidable.
These male lions of the Lion Clan are definitely going to cause a big event in Blue Star. Maybe the blue lions from Shituoling have already come to Blue Star, waiting to surprise the Futian Alliance...
"King Feng, do you think, when will we hit the road?"
The raccoon demon who came to call the wind chime greeted him softly.
Feng Qing stopped typing on the keyboard and said calmly: "Wait until I finish this round."
"The Wind King's hobby is really unique," the raccoon demon said with a smile, "There are hundreds of beauties in front of and behind your house, but they all have pure yin bodies. Wow, it's really a waste."
"Your Excellency seems to like to be nosy."
Feng Qing snorted, and originally wanted to delay for a few more minutes, but a surrender vote popped up in the lower right corner of the screen, and it quickly reached four full votes.
These guys...
If you don't work hard to redeem yourself, you have no competitive spirit at all!
Feng Qing pushed away the keyboard and mouse, stood up, stretched out, and said calmly: "Come here with some beautiful men and entertain this general. I will burn incense, take a bath, and pray to my ancestors."
"Wind King, think twice."
The raccoon demon laughed sarcastically:
"This is an order personally issued by Master Qinghong. If you continue to delay here, it will be difficult for the slave family to do business.
"We really can't be too late...
"Moreover, there are still some unfavorable rumors on this star today, saying that the Wind King is not on good terms with the original King Qingyuan, and must have secretly joined forces with the Futian Alliance to kill Qingyuan so that he could replace him."
The corner of Feng Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and he said calmly: "Really? I don't know where this rumor came from."
The raccoon demon covered his mouth and smiled sweetly. The thin gauze clothes on his body... might as well not be worn at all.
"In this case, I cannot be careless. After all, Lord Qinghong is my senior from the Holy Spirit Clan."
Feng Qing opened his hands, and the fox demon on the side came over, took off Feng Qing's pajamas, put on his robe, and tied up his high crown; the fox demon on the side smiled foolishly, with a hint of unabashed flirtation in his eyes. meaning.
Unfortunately, the wind chime didn't even look at it, and turned into a wisp of breeze drifting to the southwest.
The raccoon demon glanced at the large and small foxes inside and outside the villa, not paying any attention to the hostility they cast. He transformed into a beam of red light and chased after them from behind.
On the way forward, Feng Qing looked at his mobile phone, hesitated slightly, and sent a few words to Zhou Zheng.
He deliberately waited for the raccoon demon. When the raccoon demon caught up, he waved his sleeves and pulled the raccoon demon forward at a speed that was twice as fast as the raccoon demon's speed.
…
Buzz, buzz!
In the front tent, Zhou Zheng's phone vibrated slightly.
Putting the phone on mute before a meeting is a habit he developed after working in the factory for so long.
[A certain style: Demon City.]
Zhou Zheng blinked, was this demon king spreading the news?
Uh, didn't you say before that you wouldn't take the initiative to contact them?
Hasn't Tsundere withdrawn from the environment?
No, is this demon king afraid that a full-scale war will affect his game playing?
Zhou Zheng carefully recalled the performance of the Demon King account. He was able to complete more than 7,000 games in just two years. This is not his only account, nor is it his only game...
It can be seen that he really loves Blue Star Culture.
"Why are you so stunned?" Yin Hu asked curiously, "Zhou, please do something useful. Now that Blue Star looks at me the most, you are the hidden boss, right fairy?"
Baihua Fairy, who was sitting quietly next to Zhou Zheng, covered her mouth and chuckled, but did not speak.
Zhou Zheng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I am just a small contract worker. Don't put so much pressure on me, Lord General. Everyone here is the senior of my little monk."
The tent full of gods and gods hurriedly expressed their disbelief.
The middle-aged scribe sitting next to Yin Hu shook his head and chuckled. The swordsman named Bai Ju said slowly:
"The seventeen demon kings of Blue Star have begun to gather, led by the five-headed lion Qinghong Demon King of the Lion Clan, and more than a dozen masters of the demon clan he brought, and the seventeen demon kings of Blue Star... Hiss,
It’s really a bit tricky.”
Yin Hu said: "What are you afraid of! Do it with him! They are attacking by surprise, and we have the advantage."
"They can choose when to take action and how to take action," Bing Ning reminded. "Even if it is a fight in the sky above Qingshan City, a fight of this scale will definitely cause death in the aftermath."
"Counter sneak attack?"
A scribe on the side came up with an idea: "How about we take the initiative to sneak attack where they gather and catch them off guard?"
"It's not easy," Baiju Sword Immortal shook his head slightly, "Looking at the strength on paper alone, we are already at a disadvantage. If we fall into an ambush by the opponent again, Blue Star may be lost."
General Yinhu crossed his arms and frowned: "Then, is there any way for us to choose the battlefield and lure them into the game?"
The immortals each pondered, and then one, two, and more than twenty eyes fell on Zhou Zheng.
"I can be used as bait."
Zhou Zheng smiled sarcastically:
“I’m addicted to fishing, I use it as bait every day.
"However, if their purpose is revenge, they should not change their targets easily. Now they may have begun preparing for a sneak attack. We must seize the time to respond."
"We can roughly figure out where they are," General Yinhu muttered, "The problem now is that we don't have a decisive method. If the other party has a hidden master, the problem will be difficult."
Fairy Baihua reminded softly: "The Third Prince Nezha is here."
"The question is, where is the Third Prince now?"
"The Third Prince should be nearby."
Zhou Zheng said seriously:
"The third prince is not showing up now, probably because he is afraid of affecting the overall command of the two divine generals.
"We might as well take out and gather all the demon kings as the combat goal, and try our best to delay these demon kings outside Qingshan City."
The gods and goddesses were greatly shocked.
"Without further ado," Yin Hu stood up holding his knees, his burly body exuding strong coercion, "The whole army is ready for war, starting from the border, sniping at the monsters!"
The immortals suddenly agreed.
…
The original Qingyuan Demon Capital is now in Qingshan City.
On the edge of the city, in a ruins being renovated, there is an inconspicuous bookstore.
Mr. Black Bear walked in the ocean of knowledge and soon shook his head regretfully.
This place is full of miscellaneous books, why don’t the bookstores have more knowledge-based books? Doesn’t learning knowledge make mortals feel happy?
In the corner, Taoist Banshan was a big man, but he maintained a weak posture of squatting with his knees in his arms. His thick lips were constantly trembling, and his eyes were full of grief and anger.
This is too bullying!
He hates water!
I hate water!
After swimming in the sea twice, he almost realized the concrete road!
Don't be such a bully!
The black bear spirit came over with two books in his hands, stuffed an animation book into Banshan Taoist, and then looked at the treasures he found in these miscellaneous books.
"Senior," Bishan asked in a low voice, "What are we doing here?"
"Watch a show."
"Didn't Senior say that Master Guanyin has a destiny, and the Luojia Mountain lineage cannot be involved in the affairs of the Three Realms?"
Taoist Banshan seemed to have found an opportunity to fight back, and said calmly: "It turns out that senior is not absolutely neutral, but also has his own position."
Mr. Black Bear smiled elegantly, and his deep eyes exuded a light that could not be understood by Taoist Banshan.
"The Bodhisattva asked us not to get involved in these things because the Bodhisattva cannot understand who are the two parties in the game at this moment.
"Great Heavenly Lord? Heavenly Dao? Queen Mother? The Patriarch of the Three Pure Ones? The great ancient gods on all roads?
"So, Bodhisattva asked us not to get involved in these things, just to see and observe. To use a famous saying from Blue Star, let the bullets fly for a while."
Master Banshan thought thoughtfully: "The Bodhisattva wants to wait until the water falls and the rocks are revealed."
"That's right," the black bear spirit sighed, "Pindao has experienced the ban behind little friend Zhou Zheng's back. It seems to be the pure coercion of heaven, mixed with some indescribable fluctuations. It's very much like the Great Heavenly Lord himself took action.
set.
"That is, the strong man who ranks first in the Heavenly Dao sequence has mobilized nearly all of the Heavenly Dao power.
"But isn't the Great Heavenly Lord dead? Isn't the way of heaven also shattered?"
"That's right," Taoist Banshan said with a frown, "Isn't this something that all the powerful experts have jointly investigated and determined?"
"Then why did the way of heaven revive in Yang Jian's body again? After being missing for more than two hundred years, the secret of heaven could be explored again twenty or thirty years ago?"
"this……"
"The calculations here are too complicated," the black bear spirit chuckled. "Bodhisattva can't even understand it, so what can we understand?"
"Amitabha," the black bear spirit recited a Buddha's name, "Why should mortals be implicated in the calculations of immortals and gods? Since the young monk happens to be in Blue Star, he naturally cannot ignore death and save all life here."
Taoist Banshan's mouth twitched slightly: "That being the case, why didn't you, senior, take action directly during the last sneak attack on Demon City?"
"Because that time, the young monk didn't see much blood."
The black bear spirit paused for a moment, then looked up into the air and whispered:
"But this time, the little monk heard it..."
"What did you hear?"
"The wail of a creature about to rise."
The black bear spirit closed his eyes and sighed, then lowered his head to read.
"What they are arguing about is that the monk is just here to secretly protect living beings. The Bodhisattva allows me to stay in this star. In fact, there is such a reason.
"The Bodhisattva has already calculated that there will be a new whirlpool here.
"In the final analysis, when gods fight, mortals suffer."
Taoist Banshan couldn't help but be speechless.
When he thought that his old friends would also participate in the upcoming war, he hesitated a little.
"Should I remind you, little friend Zheng next week? Pindao's previous companions did have some strange abilities."
"If little friend Zhou Zheng doesn't take the initiative to ask, just wait for the news."
"Fine."
Taoist Banshan sat down firmly, picked up the comic in his hand and began to appreciate it, but he was still a little distracted.
…
The gods of the Futian Alliance quickly deployed a large net.
This large network uses Qingshan City as the dot, extends outward for hundreds of kilometers, and connects to several frontline positions. With the reincarnated immortal as the main force and the Shenying Guixu monks as the supplement, it has been deployed and opened up a layer of formations.
Because dozens of demon king-level masters were attacking this time, those mortal soldiers assisting in the battle on the front line were all avoiding areas where the demons might pass by.
Modern firepower can kill low-level monsters, but it will lose its firepower when encountering monsters that have been practicing for hundreds of years, let alone these old monsters who came from outside the Blue Star.
This is not a battle that mere mortals can participate in.
In a lake outside Qingshan City, dozens of immortals sat quietly at the bottom of the lake.
They are the "spikes" at the center of this big net.
The woods next to the lake.
Zhou Zheng folded his arms and leaned against the trunk of a big tree, feeling the rich green wood aura here.
He was a little nervous.
Just as God General Yinhu said, dozens of demon king-level demon masters, together with Futian Alliance masters gathered from several stars around, the strength of both the positive and negative sides participating in the battle has far exceeded the limit that an ordinary star can withstand.
.
If they get mad and the two sides attack each other with all their strength without protecting the star, this blue star, which is no more than 25,000 miles thick, will probably be beaten to pieces.
Of course, the Futian Alliance has still invested a lot of resources to protect this star and protect the survival home for humans here.
Zhou Zheng's nervousness does not just come from these.
Loose practice.
At this moment, there are a large number of casual cultivators inside and outside Blue Star. They are an uncontrollable force.
Suspended high in the sky above Qingshan City are not only space-based weapon systems, but also figures that are watching.
Jie Tianjiao’s trick of ‘a big tree attracts the wind’ really caused endless trouble.
"The three of us should not separate later."
Baihua Fairy's voice came, and she and Bing Ning turned out from behind the tree, but each changed their clothes.
Bing Ning put on an ice blue dress, but for the first time, she put a small white flower in her long black hair.
This little flower is not just a decoration, it constantly exudes mellow spiritual energy, nourishing Bing Ning's fairy body. - Baihua Fairy's method.
Baihua Fairy said softly: "Everything must be done according to one's ability. Only by leaving this body can it be of great use."
Zhou Zheng nodded with a smile.
Bing Ning said: "Later on, your target is the strongest person on the other side, so we must hit it with one hit."
"The other party is definitely on guard," Baihua Fairy said as usual, "Bing'er, don't try to show off, the Third Prince will definitely not sit idly by."
"I'm afraid the green-haired lion will suddenly kill me."
Buzz, buzz!
Zhou Zheng's phone vibrated slightly, and two messages popped up at the same time.
The first one is a photo sent by Li Zhiyong. He is currently among rows of monitors, accompanied by several elderly technicians in white coats.
Obviously, this is because Li Zhiyong has gained the right to speak in the control center of the space-based system.
The second message was a text message. The sender... was a certain Feng who did not want to be named. The words were very simple.
[Surprise attacks from all sides, killing people and swallowing souls.]
Zhou Zheng looked stern.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.