The secret actions of several major human forces after getting the news are naturally not clear to the three parties of Zhanlingyuan cultivators, and even if they know, there is no way to deal with them.
Especially for the War Spirits among the three major ethnic groups, this period of time was simply in dire straits, and even the two leaders of Tartary Buckwheat City felt anxious.
Because after the one-sided battle at the beginning, for some unknown reason, the demon clan, which had always been neutral, suddenly chose to help humans.
With one against two, the foreign spirit side couldn't hold it back after all.
The previous appearances of several powerful monsters from Shi Gang Huan Mei were only in a few corners of the Hundred Districts of Zhan Ling Yuan, but they highlighted the situation of the entire Zhan Ling Yuan.
As time goes by, more and more cultivators from the Pulse Demon Clan participate in the war, and there seems to be an invisible big hand controlling everything secretly, causing the Spirit Clan to retreat again and again.
Even in the areas where the humans were wiped out, there were strong human beings rearranged by War Spirit City, and together with the strong monsters in place, they began to counterattack, causing the alien spirits to suffer unspeakably.
In fact, the relationship between the human race and the demon race may not be that good. After the two sides met, they ignored each other. Even if the human cultivator wanted to establish friendship, he would be turned away by the arrogance of the demon race.
However, although the two sides are in conflict with each other, they have only one purpose, and that is to deal with the alien spirits.
Even if the two fight on their own, the numerical advantage will make it difficult for the foreign spirits to take advantage of them.
In just one month, the war spirit moved from north to south, and the foreign spirit lost five or six thousand miles of territory.
Moreover, this distance is still expanding, and there is even a sweeping trend to drive the foreign spirits back to the west of the Zhanling River.
If we had just attacked the east bank of the War Spirit River, perhaps driving these alien spirits back to their old nests would not cause them much loss.
But now, they are all used to fighting here. How will they feel once they are driven back?
After all, the Foreign Spirit Clan has always had the upper hand. In recent years, humans have retreated again and again, retreating thousands of miles east of the Zhanling River. Taking Zhanling City is just around the corner.
Unexpectedly, the turning point came so suddenly. Not only the low-level supernatural cultivators did not expect it, but even some high-end war spirit leaders never thought about it, including the powerful interventionists from the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest.
Wow!
In one of the most majestic halls of Tartary Buckwheat City, a sound of things breaking was heard, making the cultivators outside not dare to speak out for fear of being angered.
In the main hall, Tartary Buckwheat took a few deep breaths and threw away several teacups. He finally calmed down, then raised his head and looked at Yuan Gu opposite who was just having time to drink tea. He couldn't help but feel angry.
Come.
"What time has it been? Are you still in the mood to drink tea?"
Fortunately, Tartary Buckwheat was still a little concerned about Yuan Gu's identity and strength, so he didn't lose his temper too much, but the dissatisfaction in his tone was not concealed at all.
If this continues, he, the leader of the Zhanlingyuan Spirit Clan, will no longer live up to his name.
"Why are you panicking? Haven't we attacked the Zhanling River yet?"
Yuan Gu had a way out, so he wouldn't be as anxious as Tartary Buckwheat, but in fact, he wasn't in a good mood either. He just didn't want Zhan Lingyuan's casual cultivator to see too much.
"But speaking of it, that guy from Xingchen is really quite capable. He was able to convince the Pulse Demon to join the war?"
A dazzling white light flashed in Yuan Gu's eyes. Although his tone was in praise, in fact, Tartary Buckwheat could clearly sense the killing intent contained in it.
"What's the use of talking about this now? I don't think those hateful Pulse Demons are just playing for fun. I really don't know why they suddenly changed their gender?"
This is something Tartary Buckwheat has always been puzzled about. The original demon tribe of Zhan Ling has been stagnant since Shi Gang took over as the lord of Zhan Demon City. At most, there were some minor quarrels.
The participation of the demon clan in the war this time caught the foreign spirits side completely off guard. It seemed that all of a sudden the demon clan became the same enemy as humans and regarded the spirit clan as the enemy that must be killed.
"You really don't know?"
Hearing this, Yuan Gu smiled playfully, and then asked this sentence, which made De Kuai a little confused. If he had known, he would not have suffered such a big loss unprepared.
"Well, it seems you still don't pay too much attention to that guy from Xingchen!"
Yuan Gu is one of the few people in the Foreign Spirit Clan who knows Yun Xiao’s true identity. Even the bosses of Ten Thousand Demons Forest value a young human being. Can he be a fuel-efficient lamp?
"Are you saying that this time the Pulse Demon suddenly attacked our spiritual tribe, it was because of the stars?"
The other party reminded him again and again that Tartary Buckwheat was not really stupid. As soon as he said this, a frightening light appeared in his eyes, and all the old and new hatreds surged into his heart.
Xingchen had left a very deep impression on Tartary Buckwheat some time ago, and even caused him to lose an extremely precious Tartary Buckwheat clone. He wanted to kill the human boy quickly.
However, when he later heard that Xingchen had returned to Zhanlingyuan, no matter how confident he was, he did not dare to directly go to Zhanlingcheng to rob people. Fortunately, with the support of Wanmolin, he found the slightest chance.
Unexpectedly, not long after this, the spirit tribe had just wiped out a few human areas, and the Pulse Demon suddenly joined the battle, catching them off guard.
If this was just the Madness of the Pulse Demon Clan, maybe Tartary Buckwheat wouldn't be so angry. However, this matter may have something to do with the human named Xingchen, so how could he not be angry?
"Eight-nine out of ten!"
Yuan Gu wasn't 100% sure, but he didn't mind putting the matter on Xingchen. Sometimes hatred can blind a person's eyes, like the tartary buckwheat in front of him.
The reason why Tartary Buckwheat was allowed to charge at the front was that, on the one hand, Yuan Gu did not have full control over Lingyuan; on the other hand, he did not want Wan Mo Lin to steal the show.
After all, Wan Mo Lin is targeting the stars this time. If the top human beings discover some clues, it will be more than worth the gain, and it may even make Yuan Gu's mission fail.
"Even if it's him, what should we do now?"
At this moment, Tartary Buckwheat was really distressed by Zhan Lingyuan's one-sided situation. He didn't have the calmness to strategize as before, and he was even a little frustrated.
Because Tartary Buckwheat knows the consequences of this defeat, even if he is the number one member of the Zhanlingyuan Spirit Clan, no one can punish him, at least he cannot be the emperor of Xiaoyao Tu.
"Pull the fire under the cauldron!"
Yuan Gu thought he had an idea a long time ago. The four words he uttered at this moment made De Kuqiao's eyes light up, as if he had thought of something.
After all, he has controlled the Zhanlingyuan Spirit Clan for many years, and he was just shocked by what happened before and lost his mind a little.
"Since the Pulse Demon side relies on the stars as its hub, as long as we take care of the stars, are we still afraid that they will not retreat?"
Yuan Gu's eloquent talk made the light in De Kuqiao's eyes brighter and brighter, and this seemed to be the only way to solve the spiritual tribe's predicament.
Whether it's a public grudge or a private grudge, this time it can all be avenged.
"But that kid has a strong fighting ability. Can we really catch him?"
The next moment Tartary Buckwheat thought of something again. You must know that his Tartary Buckwheat clone had fought with Yun Xiao at that time. Although it was just a clone, it was not much worse than some ordinary third-grade God Emperors.
But that time, Tartary Buckwheat's clone had little power to fight back and was killed by the stars. This undoubtedly gave Tartary Buckwheat a deep understanding of the fighting power of that human youth.
"Tsk, tsk, Lord Tartary Buckwheat, who fought in Lingyuan with great dignity, is he so unconfident now?"
Hearing this, Yuan Gu smiled playfully, causing De Kuqiao's face to turn red, but he had to admit that if he fought alone, he was not absolutely sure that he could defeat Yun Xiao.
"Don't worry, I won't let you fight alone. The strong men at the top of the four third-level God Emperors in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest are not just decorations!"
Yuan Gu seemed to be able to guess Tartary Buckwheat's thoughts. After saying these words, the latter secretly breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that with five against one, the human boy would not be able to fly without wings.
Plop!
Just after Yuan Gu finished speaking, a sound of breaking wind suddenly came, and then Tartary Buckwheat stretched out his hand and caught a flying bird demon that flew in quickly.
After reading the contents on the letter paper at a glance, Tartary Buckwheat's expression suddenly changed, making De Yuan Gu a little curious, but not too worried.
After all, during this period, there were dozens of messages about the Zhanlingyuan War almost every day.
And most of those news were about the defeat of the Spirit Clan. Yuan Gu was not from the Spirit Clan that fought in Lingyuan. He only wanted to catch Yun Xiao, so that he could naturally return to the Ten Thousand Demons Forest and live happily.
"Including you, there are only three of the third-grade God-Emperor peak experts in the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest left!"
However, Tartary Buckwheat's next words were like a giant hammer hitting Yuan Gu's heart, causing him to stand up suddenly and snatch the letter from Tartary Buckwheat's hand with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Stone Chrysalis, Greedyue, and Poshuang are all dead?"
Naturally, this flying letter was sent back from the 50th district, and the brutality of that battle was even worse than that of other districts. Of course, Yuan Gu was most concerned about the powerful men of the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest.
You must know that Shi Chu's cultivation level is not inferior to that of Yuan Gu. Even though his methods are somewhat inferior, he has always been his right-hand man and the most loyal to him from the Yuan clan of Ten Thousand Demons Lin.
Although Tanyue and Poshuang are quite different in strength, after these two spiritual clans join forces, the combat power they unleash will not be lower than the peak of the third-grade God Emperor.
Unexpectedly, just by going to the Blood Prison in the 50th District, all three of them died. When Yuan Gu saw that familiar name, he couldn't control the breath in his body.
"Stars!"
An angry voice came from Yuan Gu's mouth, which made Tartary Buckwheat feel a different kind of joy, secretly thinking that this guy who just thought it had nothing to do with him had finally lost his composure.
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