Chapter 205 The Demon Lord appears! A deadly conspiracy
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Of course, it would be wrong to say that he was trying to take advantage of the situation completely. The Wang family did not say that they would let Wu Dao go to the Wang family to become the immortal plant of the clan.
It's just that Senior Wu Dao has always been loyal and committed. The more Wang doesn't ask for anything in return and willingly gives the essence of chaos, the more grateful he becomes.
From now on, Wang's status in Senior Wu's heart will probably not be much worse than that of Immortal Palace~
The most helpless thing for the Immortal Lord is that even if he has figured this out, he cannot refuse the essence of chaos for Enlightenment.
Who doesn't want to add another true immortal to the human race? In this way, the human race will have one more trump card, which is a great good thing for the human race.
Although even if Senior Enlightenment becomes a true immortal, his personal combat effectiveness will definitely still be inferior to that of him and the Immortal Emperor. However, the profound energy in the body of the plant-like life-like True Immortal Queen is extremely strong, and her vitality is also extremely tenacious. Depending on her realm, she can at least contain one person.
A demon god.
"Senior Wu Dao is too polite." Wang Fugui saluted seriously, "My ancestor didn't have this intention. He just wanted to add one more true immortal to the human race with fighting power, that's all."
Wu Dao Chashu held two small bottles of [Chaos Essence] in both hands and said with emotion: "Master Shouzhe is really heroic and selfless. Wu Dao will keep this in mind~"
The Immortal Lord projection on the side rolled his eyes.
What is "heroic and righteous" is clearly a naked conspiracy.
When people like the Wang family pick up wool, they are all fast, ruthless and accurate, as if they are family-heirloom skills, which they clearly learned from the head of the Shouzhe family.
After Enlightenment Tea Tree praised Wang Shouzhe and his wealth, he couldn't wait to go into seclusion to practice.
And Wang Fugui only lingered for a while before setting off to Chuannan Prefecture to inspect the local construction. Although these two chess pieces had fallen, he could not immediately obtain the combat power of the two true immortals at once.
The retreat of the two peak half-immortal plants can last for decades or hundreds of years. No one can control this.
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And just when the Wang family was "concerned about the world" and planning the future for the human race.
Extraterritorial.
Demon No. 2 guards the fortress.
In the conference hall of the command center, a group of people were holding a combat meeting.
However, the atmosphere of the meeting was really not good.
At this moment, a group of generals and staff members were talking to each other, slapping the table and making a fuss. The atmosphere was extremely anxious.
The Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue was sitting at the head of the table, watching them quarreling with cold eyes.
Different from the casualness he had when he was at Puluo Palace, he was now wearing armor and his temperament was cold and solemn.
More than three years ago, stimulated by a great victory in Suiyun, he decided to implement his long-planned plan ahead of time in order to gain a little breath. However, in the past three years, the plan has not been implemented smoothly.
He held a combat meeting in order to formulate the next combat strategy. However, this group of people not only failed to make any constructive suggestions, but were busy shirking responsibility.
The meeting had been going on for almost an hour, but they had been arguing for more than half an hour, wishing they could shift all the responsibility for the failure of the battle to others, leaving themselves clean.
By this time, the Little Demon Lord's patience was about to run out, and his face was getting colder and colder.
However, just when the Little Demon Lord couldn't bear it anymore and was about to get angry.
Suddenly.
A majestic divine thought swept over.
At the same time, a deep and majestic voice sounded in the ears of the Little Demon Lord: "Put down what you are doing and come to my place."
It's the voice of the Demon Lord!
The Little Demon Lord felt a shiver in his heart, stood up hurriedly, and responded respectfully: "Yes, ancestor."
The staff and generals who were arguing fiercely in the hall suddenly fell silent, and all turned to look at the Little Demon Lord.
Many people showed hesitation on their faces: "Your Highness?"
"The ancestor summoned me to come for an audience." Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue raised his eyes and glanced at everyone, "The meeting is suspended. You can go back and think about it for now. When I come back, I hope you will have a preliminary plan to present to me.
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After that, he didn't care about other people's reactions and walked out of the conference hall.
Everyone in the hall was shocked and hurriedly bowed to see each other off: "Your Highness."
They understood that His Highness the Little Demon Lord was impatient.
If they wait for him to come back and they haven't come up with a charter, they might be left with nothing to eat.
At the same time, the Little Demon Lord, who had left the conference hall, also used his body technique and turned into a black escaping light that disappeared into the dark clouds in the sky.
The Demon Lord is currently the strongest combat force guarding the outside world of the Demon Dynasty. No one knows where his true form is hidden. However, he will leave an energy incarnation in each main defense zone for him to come at any time to form a unified
Take command of the situation.
In less than half a stick of incense, Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue landed outside the Demon Lord's headquarters in his escaping light.
This place is heavily guarded. Even if he is the Little Demon Lord, he cannot fly in directly. He also has to go through a series of identity authentication and other procedures.
This is also for the sake of the safety of the fortress. After all, foreign demons are full of tricks and various disguise methods. If you are not careful, you will have endless troubles.
"Master Qianjue."
Just as the Little Demon Lord was registering at the door, a gentle female voice came from the side.
The Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue swept his mind and saw a beautiful middle-aged woman wearing a pale purple dress floating towards him.
Her appearance is not particularly outstanding among the high-level monks who are surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women, but her temperament is gentle and charming. Her strength explains what it means to be "charming" and "charming".
Seeing her, Little Demon Lord suddenly showed a look of respect on his face, turned around and saluted him: "I have met Elder Yun."
Elder Yun is the confidant promoted by the Demon Lord, and she is usually stationed at the Demon Lord No. 2 base. She is not only responsible for everything in the headquarters of the Demon Lord's incarnation, but also needs to assist the Demon Lord in handling various large and small matters.
After all, the Demon Lord has only one main consciousness, and it cannot be here all the time.
In a sense, what she represents is the will of the Demon Lord.
Even the Little Demon Lord would not dare to be disrespectful to such a person.
"Your Majesty's incarnation has arrived. I will take you to see him right now." Elder Yun returned the greeting, then led the Little Demon Lord into the headquarters.
In this incarnation headquarters, there are all the Demon Lord's confidants, and there is also a complete management system. After meeting the Little Demon Lord, they all greeted him with a very polite attitude.
The little demon returned the favor one by one, and soon arrived at the room belonging to the demon deep inside the headquarters, and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
A deep voice sounded.
The Little Demon Lord pushed open the door and walked in.
In the room, a man was sitting behind the desk, looking down at the combat briefing.
He was an imposing middle-aged man.
Although the Yinsha Book is separated from the Mingsha True Demonic Scripture, but unlike the Yinsha Demon King, this demon king does not have that sinister and cold feeling on his body.
It was filled with an aura of iron-blooded strength.
It can be vaguely seen from the outline of his eyebrows that he must have been a handsome young man when he was young. The Little Demon Lord still looks more or less like him.
But compared to him, the Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue is too young.
If only the Little Demon Lord was present, his temperament would indeed be noble and majestic, and he would have the demeanor of a superior person, which would be enough to control the situation. However, when he and the Demon Lord were face to face, they would immediately make a judgment.
He was instantly killed.
The calm majesty of the Demon Lord, which has been accumulated through countless years of wind and frost, and the aura of being calm and self-defeating are incomparable to the Little Demon Lord.
Even if it is just an incarnation, it is as if the true body has arrived.
"Child Qianjue, pay homage to our ancestor." Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
The Demon Lord glanced at him indifferently, waved his hand casually, motioning for him to get up, and asked casually: "How has the battle been going during this time?"
"Report to the ancestors." Little Demon Lord collected his thoughts and reported, "In the past few years, I have led my army to compete with several major Demon King's Castles in the defense area. However, after those Demon King's gluttony and other Demon King's Castles suffered heavy losses,
Suddenly everyone became vigilant, and several attempts to lure the enemy failed."
"There have been several small-scale hand-to-hand battles recently. Although our unit has achieved small-scale victories, it does not help the overall situation."
When he said this, Little Demon Lord looked a little uncontrollably anxious: "If I can't win a decisive victory again, my reputation will continue to decline."
For such a shameful thing, the Little Demon Lord can only complain in front of his ancestors.
"The demons have suffered a big loss, so it is normal for them to be extra vigilant in the short term." Demon Lord Feng Danyun said softly, "What's more, the demons are cunning and suspicious. If they are easy to deal with, how can we, the human race, have such difficulty?
It just happens to be a good opportunity to sharpen your temperament."
"But our ancestors," the Little Demon Lord said rather unwillingly, "The Immortal Dynasty Suiyun has accomplished such extraordinary feats, but I have failed several times in my tactics. I am so inactive. Isn't it a joke to the world?"
"Suiyun's battle was indeed very beautiful, but it did not fit her fighting style." Demon Lord said, "Her fighting style has always been characterized by stability and prudence. She is full of ingenuity and openness.
Her combat ideas are definitely not her style."
"I am afraid that there are experts behind her who want to use these extraordinary military exploits to pave the way for her to win the position of Immortal Emperor. But even so, we Chao family still have to show our abilities, otherwise the world will really think that we Chao
He is incompetent."
The Little Demon Lord's face lit up and he said, "It turns out that our ancestors have made arrangements a long time ago, and I asked them to teach me."
"Do you know Young Master Mingsha?" Demon Lord asked casually.
"I know this demon." The Little Demon Lord muttered, "I heard that this demon is the most outstanding of the many descendants of the Demon God. He is already at the peak of the lord level at a young age and has great potential in the future.
Some demon kings privately call it the 'Little Demon God'. This son is deeply favored by the Demon God of the Underworld, and if nothing else happens, he will be the next generation of the Demon God of the Underworld!"
"In the near future, Young Master Mingsha will secretly visit the Bloody Demon King's Castle, a hostile force in Demon No. 2 Defense Zone." Demon Lord said this with a calm expression on his face, and it did not seem like he was telling secret information from the Demon Clan.
"It is said that I came here for a rare natural treasure [Netherworld Purple Golden Lotus]."
"Netherworld Purple Golden Lotus? Isn't this the innate elixir of the Netherworld?" The Little Demon Lord's face was extremely complicated, "There is a Netherworld Purple Golden Lotus actually born in the territory of the Blood Demon King's Castle?"
"Stupid! That is a [Netherworld Golden Lotus], but it is just a forged Purple Golden Lotus." Demon Lord sneered, "The innate elixir is derived from the essence of chaos, how could it appear in the world so casually? However, even if
It’s the Netherworld Golden Lotus and it’s already a rare thing in the world, so how can you tell the difference between it and the Scarlet Demon King?”
"Ancestor, you mean that the Netherworld Golden Lotus is the one that our Chao clan has cultivated for generations in the forbidden area?" Little Demon Lord suddenly realized, and then showed a look of shock, "Ancestor, you don't hesitate to use it
The family's clan-suppressing elixir was used as bait to lure Young Master Mingsha to the front line... Could it be that he wanted to..."
"Young Master Mingsha has obtained the true inheritance of the Mingsha Demon God." Demon Lord said in a deep voice, "It has been planted with the Mingsha Demonic Seed in its body, and I am very interested in the Mingsha Demonic Seed."
The little demon's eyes brightened even more.
Obviously, the ancestor has been eyeing this young master of the underworld for more than a day or two. Such foresight is worthy of the ancestor!
Afterwards, the two had a detailed exchange.
Half an hour later, when the Little Demon Lord said goodbye to the Demon Lord's clone, his face was already radiant.
When he thought of what he had communicated with his ancestors before, he felt a little overwhelmed and was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
It can only be said that the ancestor is indeed an ancestor. Such a long-term layout and such careful planning are not something ordinary people can do.
Once this plan is successful, it will kill two birds with one stone, no, three birds with one stone. The ancestor got the devil seed, and he became famous all over the world. As for Suiyun, hum
As the saying goes, "The higher you go, the more painful the fall will be." Let her be proud for a few days first.
This time, let’s see how unlucky she is!
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Xian No. 3 Defense Base, Eastern Front Defense Zone Headquarters.
The eastern front defense zone has been quiet in the past two years, and there has been no fighting for a long time.
The old Marshal Zhao Tingjian rarely had any leisure time, and was currently playing a war simulation game with his bodyguards. Soon, the young bodyguard [Jiang Qingwen] was killed by him, leaving no trace of his armor intact.
"Little Jiang, you are still too young. I want you to see what it means to be ginger or to be hot when you are old." After winning, Zhao Tingjian burst out laughing and mocked Jiang Qingwen mercilessly.
He has the demeanor of a marshal sitting in command of an army group.
While Jiang Qingwen was cleaning up the mess, he responded to him expressionlessly: "You can torture me, but don't forget the days when you were tortured by Miss Yingxuan."
Zhao Tingjian's laughter stopped abruptly.
He glared at Jiang Qingwen fiercely: "You stinky boy, don't stop opening and picking up any pot all day long."
Recalling Wang Yingxuan, his victorious mood suddenly became boring.
He sighed and said: "Speaking of Yingxuan and Li Ci, those two girls have been back to visit relatives for several years, right? What's going on with their family? Don't they know that the war in the battlefield outside the territory is tense? Don't let them back quickly."
"Marshal, haven't you been talking about it every day for the past two years, since the two demon kings Wang Yingxuan and Wang Lizi are not here, your life will be more carefree and carefree, and you don't have to worry about it all day long." Jiang Qingwen continued to expose the marshal's shortcomings,
He smiled and said, "Why do you miss them so much in just a few years?"
"Bah! I will miss them?" Marshal Zhao said fiercely, "I just have a great improvement in the level of battle command recently, and I want that girl to take a good look at how I tortured her."
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"Yes, yes, that's what you always said."
While talking, Jiang Qingwen had quickly cleaned up the mess, and then followed Marshal Zhao to the headquarters campus.
at the same time.
On the school grounds, the commander of the Seventh Regiment of the Eastern Front Defense Area of the Xian No. 2 Base [Yan Hongtian], the deputy commander [Liao Yingjun], and a group of guards were gathering together happily.
This time they came to the military headquarters from the garrison to report on their duties and receive a wave of supplies. The most important thing is that the leader of the group, Yan Hongtian, finally accumulated enough military exploits and exchanged them for a long spear "Feiyan" in the treasure house of the group army military headquarters.
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This is a magical spiritual treasure level spear!
At this moment, Yan Hongtian held the spear in his hand like a treasure and carefully wiped the gun body with the silk satin.
While wiping, he also asked the spear in a flattering tone: "Sister Feiyan, is the wiping heavy here? Is it comfortable? Is this Lingzhi Oil applied too hard?"
"I need to wipe it with a golden silkworm velvet cloth. Your spiritual silk satin is too low-grade and makes me feel uncomfortable all over. Also, next time I need to use ninth-order dragon whale blubber to maintain it. Your spiritual vegetable oil has a weird smell.
"The spear weapon spirit Feiyan's tone was full of disgust.
Yan Hongtian's face froze, and then he immediately reacted and showed an awkward and flattering smile: "Sister Feiyan doesn't know something. In order to exchange for you this time, I have spent all my battle points. This is our army's Marshal Zhao."
Grant me a discount, otherwise my combat points may not be enough."
"But don't worry, when I accumulate more military merit, I will exchange it for the golden silkworm velvet cloth and dragon whale blubber as soon as possible."
Although the things were very expensive, Yan Hongtian still gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Boss Boss"
While he was talking, a group of personal guards came up to him.
They were talking to Yan Hongtian, but their eyes were all fixed on the magic weapon Feiyan in his hand. They were all gearing up and eager to try: "You have worked too hard. How about we help you maintain the weapon?"
"Go, go, go!" Yan Hongtian expelled them in disgust, "This is a magical treasure. Can you be responsible for the damage?"
"Boss, you don't have to do this, right?" Deputy Captain Liao Yingjun said hehely, "Last time, Miss Yingxuan's magical treasure was generously given to the brothers."
When Wang Yingxuan was mentioned, Yan Hongtian's face became a little embarrassed.
He was the leader of the seventh battle group and a dignified monk in the realm of supernatural powers, but Wang Yingxuan had ignored him not long after he arrived. He had no choice but to accept the reality and pretend to obey Wang Yingxuan's orders.
There was no way, they had a private fight at that time. In the end, he was severely tortured by Wang Yingxuan using magical magic treasures and a bunch of treasures.
As the saying goes, "When people are under the roof, they have to bow their heads." If his skills are not as good as others, he can only admit defeat.
But in recent years, Wang Yingxuan has gone back to visit relatives.
Yan Hongtian, who returned to the position of top leader, finally felt the majesty and fun of the chapter leader again. Because of this, whenever he thought of Wang Yingxuan, he felt conflicted in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly hope that she would never come back.
"Boss, are you still worried about Miss Yingxuan?" Liao Yingjun guessed what he was thinking when he saw him like this, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, "You don't think carefully about your background.
?What is her origin? She is full of top quality, and your family is just a third-class poor family. It is because they can't support you that they put you in the army and let you follow the path of military development. Your family is even poorer.
Not even a single magical treasure can support you."
"If you ask me, you should quickly throw away all your self-esteem, pride, and shame, and then follow Miss Yingxuan sincerely and down-to-earth! When the time comes, brothers will follow the popular ones."
"This... I now have a magical treasure." Yan Hongtian began to feel that he was capable again, and said with some hesitation, "This time, I may not be pressed to the ground and rubbed by her again. But speaking of it, she is really good.
A perverted, just a cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm, but he has so many tricks and is so powerful that it’s hard to guard against~"
"What? Have you ever been beaten by Zifu Realm? Are you ready to give in and let others ride on you?" Hearing this, the others did not react, but Feiyan, the spear in his hand, became angry, "No, no, I will fly
How can the master of Yan be dominated by a woman from the Purple Mansion Realm?! Yan Hongtian, please give me some credit. If she dares to come back, we will beat her out..."
She hasn't finished speaking yet.
Suddenly.
In the distant sky, suddenly there was a bolt of lightning rushing towards the group army headquarters, completely ignoring the rules of the army.
The startling rainbow was extremely fast, but it had already reached the sky above the headquarters in the blink of an eye.
It was also at this time that everyone finally saw clearly the appearance of the shocking dragon.
It turned out to be a majestic spear. The golden-red spear body was as bright as the sun, and the red tassel on the spear head was like a flame, exuding the aura of the burning sun.
Only the tip of the spear seemed to have a dark glow surging, but it was not low-key at all. Instead, it faintly revealed a heart-warming edge.
And on top of the spear, stood a heroic and handsome girl who was very familiar to everyone.
Under the red moon, the purple outfit on the girl's body was fluttering in the wind, and her temperament was as sharp as an unsheathed sword.
Coupled with the scorching sun-like spear at his feet, it was even more powerful, making people unable to help but feel in awe and not daring to take advantage of its edge.
This girl is naturally Wang Yingxuan.
The spear at her feet was a semi-immortal weapon given to her by Wang Shouzhe, named [Chasing the Sun].
"Then, that's... a Dao weapon-level spear?" Feiyan, the weapon spirit, exclaimed when she saw this scene, but then she immediately overturned her own judgment, "No, something is wrong, that spear is as powerful as any other weapon in the world.
In the sky under the sun, there is a faint aura of fairy spirit lingering, could it be, could it be the legendary... semi-immortal weapon?"
However, no one present noticed Feiyan's exclamation.
Because, just as Feiyan exclaimed, the girl spoke.
"Old Zhaotou, I, Wang Yingxuan, am back!" Her voice echoed with the profound energy, like the roar of war drums, and the echo was rumbling, "I have been away for the past few years. How are you doing? How many Demon King's Castles have you conquered?
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"Damn girl! You, you, you, get out of here, Marshal." Zhao Tingjian had already arrived near the school grounds. When he heard her words, he was so angry that his face turned black.
What do you mean by laying down a few Demon King's Castles? Are you really thinking that the Demon King's Castle is made of mud?
"Haha, I knew it! Without me, our Eastern Front Defense Area Group Army is missing its backbone." Wang Yingxuan stepped on the semi-immortal weapon [Zhuri] and descended from the sky. She laughed heartily and said, "But it doesn't matter, now that I, Wang Yingxuan, am back.
, I will take everyone to fly together."
"Old Zhaotou, call together the various war group leaders. Let's hold a [Subsequent Strategic Operations Meeting] to formulate a century-old plan to attack the Demon Temple."
"Damn girl, are you planning to seize the power of the military department? My old Zhao is not dead yet."
"I brought you a gift."
"You can't even bring gifts."
"Can I bring you a semi-immortal weapon?"
"Ah, this, this..." The expression on Zhao Tingjian's face changed, and then he gritted his teeth suddenly, "Okay! Qingwen, you go and summon the various group leaders. Our Miss Yingxuan wants to have a meeting, so let's have a meeting!"