"Brother Wu is right, the poison that can fuse with the soul will make that person useless no matter what.
But if this poison is really the legendary 'soul poison', it is a poisonous substance of the same level as the 'poison of divine consciousness', and is a first-class poison in the world.
In this way, many of us have always underestimated the monks of Desolate Moon Continent, so we must be careful from now on, otherwise we will be entangled with this poison, which will be a big trouble."
Another demon cultivator who rarely spoke said with a frown, and the short-haired demon cultivator nodded in agreement.
"You two Taoists are overly worried. Although the poison is powerful, its power is limited. It is fatal to demon soldiers and monsters, and it does not pose much threat to us.
And with our strength, we can detect this poison before it gets close to us."
The middle-aged demon cultivator surnamed Wu waved his hand. He had already sensed the poison when it wrapped around his finger.
At that time, he just felt that it did not threaten his ability, so he let the poison wrap around his finger. After studying it for a while, he burned it casually.
After hearing the words of the middle-aged demon cultivator surnamed Wu, the two demon cultivators finally felt relieved. Although they relied on their physical strength and were not afraid of poison, they were still afraid of the poison that hurt their consciousness and soul.
"It seems that the purpose of these monks entering the town is to gather information and then wait for an opportunity to hunt down our monks."
The short-haired demon cultivator thought for a moment and gave a guessed answer.
The middle-aged demon cultivator surnamed Wu showed a strange look in his eyes, "That's probably the purpose. They did plan to escape immediately after getting some information from Jiao Hua.
But when he found that he couldn't leave here, he finally set up an ambush in the town to cause a commotion and took the opportunity to escape.
However, there is another thing here that is strange. Those people actually took away one of Jiao Hua’s men and at the same time took away two prohibition tokens from Jiao Hua.”
"Oh, this subordinate Jiao Hua is a monk from the South China Sea? Isn't he a foreign monk who cooperates with us?"
"It's the Nanhai monks. You want to say that they are here to rescue people. I thought so at first, but after asking, it became even more strange.
Jiao Hua's entire team comes from a sect called 'Qingling Sect', and this person is just a disciple with good qualifications in the sect.
They kept the other five people from the Qingling Sect, but they only took away this person. Since they left the five Qingling Sect members behind and didn't want to save their lives, why did they take away a trace of their detention?
The prohibition token of the soul, all of this is a bit unreasonable."
The middle-aged monk surnamed Wu said while thinking. He had always had many doubts about this, and he could not figure out several clues.
The short-haired demon cultivator thought for a moment, "Does this mean that the true identity of the 'Qing Lingmen' who was taken away should be very special."
"I also asked the five people from the Qingling Sect who had not escaped, and they said that the monk named Yu Yuanjun was from a branch of their sect.
This situation is very common among the sects in the entire Desolate Moon Continent. After many monks have achieved some success in cultivation, they often leave the sect and return to their families to branch out on their own. Sanye became a branch of the sect.
Not only can it slowly develop into a family of immortal cultivators, but it can also add talents and strength to the sect." The middle-aged monk surnamed Wu still shook his head and denied the idea of a short-haired demon cultivator.
Just when the short-haired demon was about to speak again, his expression suddenly changed. At the same time, the middle-aged demon named Wu and another demon raised their heads at the same time and looked into the night sky.
The next moment, an invisible coercion came from the horizon. In an instant, the entire square in the center of "Zhouyang Town" felt the pressure of this force, and it suddenly became silent.
Just when everyone was looking at the southern horizon, several rainbows roared in the night, reaching the sky above the square in the blink of an eye.
Changhong flew over the square and immediately stopped. When the light swept away, several black figures immediately appeared. They were suspended in the air, motionless as a mountain.
The leader was wearing a purple cloak, with naked thick dark arms, tight black armor, and a pair of red and black combat boots.
He has a square face and is about fifty years old. He also has short hair, but what is different from the short-haired demon cultivator in the square below is that this person has silver hair, which looks particularly eye-catching against the dark skin and the dark night.
The aura on his body was like a sea and an abyss, as if the boundless dark power was constantly condensing on him. He was a Nascent Soul-level demon general, and behind him were four demons with faces as iron as steel and who were silent.
"I'll wait to see Master Tiedong!"
In the square below, the three middle-aged devils named Wu were the first to speak, and the others all agreed.
"Well, I am responsible for the deployment here, and the other places will be commanded by other demon generals. The goal is to conquer Fengliang Mountain, let's set off!"
The silver-short-haired Demon General Tiedong spoke unexpectedly briefly. After arriving, he only explained the destination and immediately announced the expedition without even counting the number of people.
Most of the people in the square below were Nanhai monks, and they were all a little confused. "Are you going to attack Fengliang Mountain now?"
However, the demon cultivators in the square immediately bowed to respond, without any strange look on their faces, as if they were already accustomed to such short and simple orders.
This is exactly the style of the demon clan. In the demon world, the level is several times stricter than that of human monks, and only large combat targets are arranged above.
For things like counting people and preparing for battle, whether it's a small team or an army of demons, the grassroots generals will do it extremely well.
Only making plans or something is the business of senior monks. Everything is in order. When the time comes for battle, all the demon cultivators have to do is to obey orders, attack, and kill!
The three middle-aged demon cultivators named Wu immediately issued orders to the demon cultivators in the square.
"According to yesterday's report area, arrange into small groups and set off!" After that, the three people also flew away from the square.
, flying towards the side of the silver-haired Tiedong Demon in the sky above.
After the demon cultivator below obeyed the order, he just whispered a few words to the team members, and then they took the lead in flying up one by one.
These leading demonic cultivators were separated by a certain distance before, and the remaining Nanhai cultivators and foreign cultivators followed suit with doubtful expressions.
And the figures they flew in just filled the gaps. Without any command, the neat formation was completely arranged in a moment.
When they saw that they were just flying with the team leader and could easily form such a neat team, both the South Sea monks and the foreign monks showed surprised expressions in their eyes.
They know that this seemingly simple arrangement has actually been integrated into the blood of the demon clan. Each of them knows their responsibilities and their position in the queue. Even between two unfamiliar demon cultivators, they can quickly know who they are.
What to do.
"This is the result of long-term killings and conquests. The demon clan should have already mobilized all the people!"
Many Nanhai monks thought sadly that under the restriction of their souls, they knew that this battle would lead to death. As long as they were stained with the blood of the monks from Desolate Moon Continent, there would be no way out.
What's more, when the demonic cultivators finally activated the forbidden token, they had already lost their minds and everything was just mindless killing.
"It's no wonder that the demons have difficulty invading one realm after another. War has been deeply ingrained in their heritage and bloodline. They are like puppets who follow the rules and do not allow themselves to make any mistakes.
Even if there are so many monks in our sect and there are so many brothers and sisters, they will definitely fall into chaos without anyone to arrange them." Nanhai monk was speechless in his heart.
"Lord Tiedong, Teng Wuji has not returned from chasing the enemy!" As soon as he rose into the air, the middle-aged demon named Wu said respectfully in a low voice.
Tiedong had no expression on his face, just looking at a monk who had become famous.
"He may be dead. The other party sent two Nascent Souls to confront us, and sent eight Jindan to harass. Finally, a monk with close magic power and close to the Nascent Soul sneaked over and severely injured or killed Teng Wuji in the shortest time.
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Then this person led the team that harassed 'Zhouyang Town' back, which is why we should set off immediately.
The other party should have already gotten the news, but we still have to try our best not to give the other party a chance to prepare."
Silver-haired Tiedong had a low voice. After saying a few simple words, he still did not look back. He just looked through the sky group and towards the north in the night sky, as if he was crossing the deep sky.
As soon as he said these words, the other two demons who flew up together with the middle-aged demon cultivator surnamed Wu were shaken violently. They already felt that they could not hear clearly what Tiedong said later.
The middle-aged demon cultivator named Wu lost his voice and said, "Brother Teng is dead? Why didn't we sense a large-scale movement wave? This, this..."
Although the three of them had long felt that something was wrong, they still subconsciously thought that Teng Wuji had discovered something about the other party. Due to the situation, he temporarily hid his aura on his own, so that he and others did not discover it.
Because it is true that they did not sense large fluctuations in combat spiritual power. It stands to reason that, let alone killing Teng Wuji, at their level, if they want to severely injure the opponent, the sound of the fight will be earth-shattering.
Besides, Teng Wuji had the most profound magical power among the four of them. He was killed so quietly. The person on the other side should not be the "golden elixir monk" mentioned by Master Tiedong.
Even if the person coming was a monk who was infinitely close to the Nascent Soul, even if Teng Wuji tried his best, even the master of fake babies could not do anything to him in a moment.
"snort!"
Tiedong did not answer this time. He had already said that Teng Wuji might have just died, but it was obviously a shame for the demons to be captured. However, he did not want to explain again. He snorted heavily and said,
He retracted his gaze towards the dark night in the distance, and glanced at the three of them as if inadvertently, with two piercing icy rays shooting out of his eyes.
He was also angry in his heart. After the opponent sent two Nascent Souls to pester his side, he also dared to send such a high-level monk to sneak all the way. If he did not do well, he would have caused the opponent to lose a top-level golden elixir monk.
Tiedong's gaze was like a gleam on his back, and the three demons under him felt it was difficult to breathe. They even felt that their souls would leave their bodies at the next moment. In front of a demon general, their previous pride became worthless, as if
Three poor ants.
The three demons suddenly had sweat on their foreheads. They mustered up all their spiritual power to suppress the urge of their souls to escape from their bodies. Their bodies were shaking unconsciously, and they were extremely frightened. They had just been raped by Wuji.
Luo Luo was so shocked that he even doubted the words of a demon general.
If this were in the demon world, and the three of them were not close confidants of the other party, it would be possible for Tiedong to raise his hand and kill them.
Fortunately, Tiedong only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. The three demons were immediately relieved, but they were still thinking in their hearts.
"Are there any monks of the same level in the Desolate Moon Continent who are so defiant? When we met those late-stage Jindan monks in the South China Sea, although there were some very difficult ones, they were all killed in the end."
But at this moment, they didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Tiedong looked at the dark line of troops lined up in the air in front of him, and uttered two cold words in his mouth, "Let's go!"
Having said that, Tiedong had a murderous look on his face and did not allow them to stay for a moment. He put his hands on his back, straightened his body and took the lead in rising into the air.
The three middle-aged demon cultivators surnamed Wu and several demon cultivators who had been standing behind Tiedong also quickly flew to follow. Behind them were overwhelming silent monks, and the only sound in the air was the sound of clothes in the wind.
"You can simply tell us about the investigation of that team. Don't say that you didn't investigate at all, let alone get any information."
Tiedong said suddenly while flying, but he did not look back. His silver hair was like a ball of golden needles piercing people's eyes in the dark night.