"The military advisor is right. We have a contract with humans and cannot fight each other. If they compete with us in the demon clan this time, they will have broken the rules.
Then it’s no wonder we were there.
All the generals listened to the order and counted your troops. Several armies set off at the same time, heading straight to the Monster Clan.
If humans don't take action, you must not fight against them. If they do, kill them directly.
And the Five Elements Ghost Corpse, secretly capture him at all costs."
The Holy Emperor Shura shook his tiger body, waved his long sleeves, and a bunch of tokens on the table flew out at the same time, landing in front of the generals.
"Take orders..."
All the generals received the marching orders at the same time, and they were gearing up one by one, preparing to work hard and establish military exploits.
"The troops of the Four Saint Kings were divided into four groups and marched at the same time.
Stones are frozen and grass is frozen into the mountains and forests.
Flying zombies go up into the sky, and water zombies flow into the river.
The golden zombie serves as the vanguard, and the wizard zombie supports behind.
Those who surrender will be exempted from crime, but those who resist will be killed without mercy.
Send a document to the demon clan and ask them to surrender as soon as possible, otherwise my army will press in and they will die."
A series of instructions from the Holy Emperor Shura were passed down one after another, and soldiers and horses from all walks of life began to gather at the border, like a winding python, with no end in sight.
Dong dong dong...
On a ten-meter-high chariot, a burly three-meter-tall Khan was beating the war drum continuously. Shura was wearing armor below. The sound waves were getting louder and louder, sweeping forward like a wave.
The armies from all walks of life were as powerful as a rainbow, marching forward, leaving everyone in awe wherever they passed.
The demon clan was also panic-stricken at this time. The mortals had already received the news that the Shura clan was about to attack, so many people had fled into the mountains and hid in caves.
The army of monsters also began to gather at this time, and birds, beasts, insects and ants also flew back and forth in the sky like crazy.
Of the four major families, no one from the Qinglong clan showed up, so only the other three major demon clans discussed how to deal with the Shura clan's attack.
The Monster Clan has accumulated many strong men over countless years, but most of their seniors have already gone to Penglai Wonderland.
Some of the seniors left here are guardian elders. Although they have some abilities, they are few in number and cannot compete with the Shura clan.
"Report... a secret report from Kunlun Mountain in Yangshi."
Just as everyone in the three major families was looking at a map, a white crane suddenly flew over and handed over a letter.
"Kunlun Mountain must have sent reinforcements to help us. Hurry... deliver the letter quickly."
An old man with gray hair and a stooped body hurriedly stood up and took the letter handed over by the elder next to him.
The letter is sealed with a special secret method and cannot be opened except by people from the three major families.
The old man reached out and touched the lip of the envelope, and the aura on the animal skin letter automatically dissipated, and then the other party hurriedly took out the letter and began to read it.
As the old man read, a smile gradually appeared on his face.
When everyone around him saw it, they understood that there must be good news, otherwise the elder would not smile like this.
After reading the letter, the old man tied his beard and handed the letter to the person next to him.
"There is news from Kunlun Mountain that they have summoned the earth immortals from the current Yang world and will come to us in a few days.
The earthly immortals who came this time all gathered the cultivation of Yihua. None of the Dacheng monks were summoned, and there was no notice from Penglai Wonderland.
With the help of Kunlun Mountain, we should be able to survive this time safely."
The old man turned back with a smile, and then walked to a map again.
"According to reports from spies, the Shura tribe marched very fast this time. They not only used grass zombies, stone zombies, flying zombies, and very poisonous wizard zombies.
It seems that they are really ready to break up and have a big fight with us.
But with the help of those earthly immortals in the Yang World, they may be defeated this time."
After the old man finished speaking, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and then his eyes fell on an old man in linen.
"Fellow Taoist Mu, most of the vegetation in this mountain is under your jurisdiction, so you have to work hard this time."
The wooden Taoist friend mentioned by the old man looked to be in his nineties, with white hair and a childish face.
The other party held a green crutch in his hand, his hair was fixed with a meridian hairpin, and there were several finger-sized round fruits on it.
Next to the old man, stood an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. The boy's hair was like weeds, messily braided together, like a bird's nest.
What's even more surprising is that in the bird's nest-like hair, there are still a few newly hatched birds, making sizzling sounds from time to time.
"The life and death of the demon clan depends on it. There is no need to say those polite words. Just say it directly when it is necessary.
Although I am not very capable, I have a very good relationship with the grass, trees, spirits and monsters here, so it is appropriate to let them contribute."
The old man nodded with a smile, like a kind old man, without any demeanor of a strong man.
"Okay, fellow Taoist Mu, let the grass and tree spirits and monsters ambush the Shura clan on the way they move, let them pass, and then wait for an opportunity to attack.
In everything you do, you must save your own life first and never be reckless."
Plants are more difficult to cultivate than the demons. If the demons cannot be defeated, they can completely defeat them. However, the spirits of plants and trees do not have a certain level of cultivation and cannot escape at all, so they can only be killed by others.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, an old peach tree spirit came to our place more than ten years ago. He is a cultivator. I have a good relationship with him. I will pay him a visit. Maybe he can help us a lot."
Moreover, along with the old peach tree spirit came a very big old turtle and a wisp of righteousness from heaven and earth.
They all live in the center of Demon Holy Mountain. If they can come to help, I think the Shura clan will not dare to be rampant."
The old man in sackcloth said with certainty.
But after hearing this, the hunchbacked old man shook his head.
"Peach Tree Spirit and Senior Old Turtle, they both came from the Yang World. I already know about it and have visited them, but they don't want to participate in this fight.
So it’s better not to embarrass them. After all, this is the consequences of our own mistakes back then, so we should solve it ourselves.”
After the white-bearded old man finished speaking, he took the crutch and tapped it lightly on the map.
Water-like ripples flowed across the map, and then a picture appeared.
"Let the pangolin chief lead his people to hollow out this mountain. Our first battle will take place here."
After the hunchbacked old man finished speaking, he looked at the team leaders of Bai Hu and Suzaku.
The leader of the Suzaku clan is dressed in red. She is a middle-aged woman. Her hair is tied high on her head, and she looks extremely luxurious.
However, the other party has not said a word since he arrived here. He has always had his eyes narrowed, as if he is extremely disdainful of everyone present.
"I, the White Tiger clan, obey the arrangements of our seniors."
The leader of the White Tiger clan held a fist at the hunchbacked old man and stepped aside.
However, the leader of the Suzaku Clan did not come forward to reply, which made the other leaders of the demon clan around him frown.
"Chief Zhuque, what do you mean?
Senior Xuanwu is old and still contributes to the demon clan's disaster, but you are so indifferent, why is it?"
Chief Baihe looked at the Suzaku woman and said with great dissatisfaction.
