On the top of Baishui Mountain, as the light on Tianya Realm dispersed, the images of everyone disappeared in an instant.
The meeting is over!
"If Master is still alive, he must have reached the second calamity, right?"
With a sigh, Chen Xinzhu glanced towards the north and continued to practice.
…
At the same time, the other six major forces in the Central Plains also took action.
In this alliance, guarding the border is only one part of it.
In addition, wiping out the new demon king within the Central Plains is another step.
These new demon kings work independently and do not have any strong inheritance, so their strength is limited.
As long as each faction is diligent in their efforts to eliminate them, they will always achieve results.
This is the plan everyone made.
Top experts guard the border and prevent the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance from going south.
At the same time, old masters such as Prince Duan, Mingjiao Dharma King, and Wudang Elder are responsible for wiping out the new demon kings and many demon generals within the Thirteen Prefectures.
Proceed from two aspects to simultaneously weaken and limit the development potential of the demon clan.
Then, with the help of the abundant resources of the earth that has expanded a hundred times, the strength of each faction can be quickly improved.
In general, as long as it can hold on for a long enough time, when each faction has completely taken control of the original territory and has no worries, it can mobilize enough manpower to deal with the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance.
When the time comes, even if a full-scale war breaks out between the human and demon clans, the factions in the Central Plains will have nothing to fear.
The key is time.
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Early on the third day, after the golden-robed swordsman fully recovered, he came to Baishui Mountain again.
When he saw Chen Xinzhu, he drew his sword and killed him without saying a word!
Chen Xinzhu's eyes were bright and he did not speak, but he also drew his sword to fight.
The clanging sound of weapons echoed throughout the whole day. Even if the golden-robed swordsman was very serious this time, he could not defeat Chen Xinzhu.
In the end, after destroying dozens of miles of mountains and forests, the two men nearly exhausted their sword energy and ended up tied again.
At this point, the golden-robed swordsman had to admit that he alone could no longer defeat Chen Xinzhu.
Just when he agreed to the Three-Eyed Demon King's request for reinforcements, Gao Yang, the leader of the Ming Cult, also appeared at the border of Longzhou.
"Leader, do you really want to enter the demon realm?"
A woman in a purple dress stood beside Gao Yang and asked softly.
"If you want to make that fox show up, this is the fastest way." Gao Yang replied casually.
"However, we don't know much about the situation in the Demon Realm. Isn't it a bit risky for you to go in alone?" The woman in the purple skirt said with some worry.
"On the contrary, I feel safer alone."
Gao Yang waved his hand gently and continued.
"Zi Shan, your mission is to guard this place and not let any demon king enter the territory of Longzhou."
"My subordinate understands."
Soon, Gao Yang's figure disappeared into the demon realm.
This time, in order to contain the Lord of Heavenly Stems, he decided to go deep into the demon realm and take the initiative to alert the snakes.
At about the same time as Gao Yang, Master Qingguan of Shaolin Temple and Xia Taizu of Xia Dynasty also came to the border.
For a time, except for the Wudang leader and the Beggar Clan leader who were still on the road, the border guard troops of the Central Plains Wulin were initially in place.
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Southern Xinjiang, Black Cloud Stream.
A mysterious man in black robe stood on a tall altar, chanting.
Under the altar, dozens of mysterious people also dressed in black robes stood there quietly, holding pens and ink.
The black air was entangled, the sunlight was thin, and a huge word "Ming" loomed over the altar.
After a long time, the man in black robe on the altar stopped and looked down at the book in his hand.
The two big characters above are sinister and sinister...
——Mingshu!
…
Above Baishui Mountain, two figures, one golden and one white, kept crossing each other, followed by the sound of weapons clashing.
Chen Xinzhu and the golden-robed swordsman started fighting again.
It will take some time for reinforcements from both sides to get here.
During this period, neither the golden-robed swordsman nor Chen Xinzhu intends to waste this time.
Therefore, after the golden-robed swordsman arrived again, the battle began as expected.
Golden sword light and pure white sword energy passed by each other, shooting into the mountains and forests from time to time, throwing up a burst of smoke and dust.
This battle lasted from sunrise to sunset, and as expected, it ended in a draw.
After the golden-robed swordsman left, Chen Xinzhu also returned to his temporary residence on Baishui Mountain and closed his eyes to practice.
During this period, thanks to three battles with the golden-robed swordsman, Chen Xinzhu's understanding of the art of swordsmanship also improved by leaps and bounds.
He can feel it, and tonight he can take a step further...
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In the far north of the Demon Realm, there is Lingshan Mountain, named Tianqian.
On this day, a one-horned demon king hurriedly came from the sky.
When he came to a certain palace on the mountain and saw the owner, the one-horned demon king quickly spoke loudly.
"Your Excellency, something bad happened the next day!"
The owner of this place, a handsome young man wearing a blue robe, glanced at the One-Horned Demon King and asked softly.
"The One-Horned King, you are so panicked, what happened?"
"The next day, Your Majesty the King, a strong human race invaded the Demon Realm!" The One-horned Demon King quickly replied.
The handsome young man raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "How many people are there?"
"What?"
The panicked One-Horned Demon King did not react for a moment.
Frowning, the handsome young man asked again: "How many strong human beings are there?"
At this time, the One-horned Demon King finally came to his senses and replied quickly.
"One person, only one person."
The handsome young man was stunned for a moment and asked coldly: "Alone?"
Hearing these cold words, the One-Horned Demon King trembled, reacted, and explained quickly.
"His Excellency the King of the Second Day, although he is only one person, he is the number one master of the human race, the leader of the Central Plains Ming Cult."
Hearing this, the handsome young man's calm face showed a look of surprise.
"Gao Yang?? Why is he here?"
The handsome young man frowned, stood up, looked at the One-Horned Demon King, and asked.
"One-horned King, are you sure you are Gao Yang, the leader of the Ming Cult?"
The one-horned demon king nodded quickly.
"You can't be wrong. That human race came from Longzhou in the Central Plains. Along the way, red flames shot into the sky. Two Demon King Mountains were already slaughtered by him, and..."
Having said this, the Unicorn Demon King showed a hesitant look on his face, as if he didn't know whether to speak or not.
"And what?"
The handsome young man asked with an unhappy expression.
Seeing the handsome young man's appearance, the one-horned demon king no longer hesitated and replied quickly.
"Moreover, that human race has been claiming along the way to ask the Lord to go up and see him."
"..."
After a moment of silence, the handsome young man said with a cold face.
"The human race with such courage seems to be Gao Yang without a doubt."
Having said this, the handsome young man looked at the one-horned demon king.
"Okay, I already know the matter, and I will report it to the Lord immediately. Before that, please tell others to stay away from that guy Gao Yang."
"OK."
Soon, the one-horned demon king left.
With a complicated look flashing in his eyes, the handsome young man sighed and walked towards the back of Tiangan Mountain.
"At this point, all we can do is disturb the Lord."