Chapter 546 The Monster Race's Second Plan
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 546
Donghuang, a certain verdant mountain range.
The blue and white patriarch was discussing something with the black tiger patriarch, both of them looked a bit solemn.
"These troubles are serious. Playing with fire, the South China Sea and the Northern Border Immortal Cultivation World have also joined in, attacking our monster race from three directions."
Heihu frowned and said, he doesn't regret it, if he can improve his cultivation level, killing and injuring some clansmen is nothing, and those monsters that have not yet transformed are not his clansmen.
"Even in the heyday of our monster race, we are not the opponents of the three immortal cultivation worlds of Donghuang, Beijiang and Nanhai. You played too much this time. I hope your information is correct, otherwise it will be a waste of time. We have to give up a lot of land, and the days to come will be even more difficult."
The blue and white patriarch was a little displeased. After entering the stage of transforming gods, she wanted to ascend to the upper realm, but it was too difficult to ascend to the upper realm. If she wanted to ascend to the upper realm, she had to either cultivate to the seventh level of transforming gods, or find a space node to smuggle in. They still have a lot of longevity, so naturally they don't want to smuggle.
"Don't worry, I've made two preparations. Even if I can't find the sitting cave of Master Sirius, I still want to get rid of the Fengming fruit tree. Sister Qinghua, you entered the transformation stage earlier than me, and you must have future generations." Hand it! Don't hide it, show your backhand! When the three cultivating realms attack our monster race, we will lose all our strength."
Ancestor Qinghua nodded solemnly, and said: "I have some friendship with the Qinglin clan of the Hai clan, I can ask them to help stop the immortal cultivators in the South China Sea cultivating world, but the Qinglin clan will not help in vain, give them some territory , forming an alliance, the overall strength of the Qinglin clan can be ranked among the top ten among the Hai clan, and the northern border is all human races. We have no choice but to strengthen our vigilance against them. On the Eastern Wilderness side, we must make the movement louder. It’s good to attract the attention of the Seven Great Immortals and make it easier for your subordinates to do things, but do you really have the confidence to get rid of that Fengming fruit tree? This fruit is one of the main medicines for refining Ningying Pill, although this fruit tree is not in Wanhua Palace The main altar, but the Wanhua Palace will definitely send heavy troops to guard it."
"Of course, I have a wood demon under my command. He is a spiritual wood spirit. He has a high chance of taking away the Fengming fruit tree. Fengming fruit tree is a rare kind of spiritual wood that cannot be transplanted in the world of cultivating immortals. Once moved The original location will wither and disappear immediately. It is for this reason that Wanhua Palace cannot transplant this fruit tree, and send people to set up formations to protect this fruit tree. , we must not let the human race continue to keep the Fengming fruit tree, with this fruit tree, the chances of their human race appearing Nascent Soul monks are relatively high."
"I hope! By the way, if your avatar provoked a war, the Seven Great Immortals will definitely investigate, or you can call him back! It will save you from losing an avatar in vain."
Patriarch Heihu grinned, and said, "I have my own arrangements, and I'm sorry, Sister Qinghua."
After hearing this, the blue and white patriarch couldn't say anything more.
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Wu State, Yunhu Grassland.
There were hundreds of huge steaming pits on the ground, and a large number of monsters fell in a pool of blood.
Tens of thousands of monsters are madly attacking Pingyao City, and various spells bombard the formation.
The surface of Ping Yao City is full of pits and pits, a certain city wall has collapsed, and the corpses of some immortal cultivators can be seen faintly. During the attack not long ago, the monsters broke through the formation. Although the formation was restored quickly, a group of monster birds and monsters followed The moment the formation was broken, they entered the city, and some immortal cultivators died tragically in the mouths of monsters.
The place where Mo Caiyun and six people were defending happened to be the place where the monsters broke through.
Before setting off, Wang Changsheng gave Wang Qingqing a third-level talisman. She was in charge of refining weapons and repairing puppets. She didn't usually have to fight on the city wall. She gave the third-level talisman to Zhao Zheng for protection.
Zhao Zheng sacrificed the third-level talismans in time and killed more than a dozen second-level demon birds. They escaped by chance, but Wang Qiuming was hit by several giant fireballs. Fortunately, the defensive magic weapon blocked most of the damage. He was just burned, not seriously injured.
Wang Qiuming is Wang Changsheng's grandson, he was injured, and Mo Caiyun blamed himself very much.
"Qiu Ming, how are you? Are you all right?"
Zhao Zheng said with concern, his face full of worry.
A smile appeared on Wang Qiuming's pale face, and he said, "Uncle, I'm fine! We need to strengthen our guard. The Yaozu's attacks have increased a lot recently."
"It's good that it's okay! Qiu Ming, you follow me, follow me closely."
Mo Caiyun exhorted with a serious face.
Wang Qiuming agreed and clenched the long sword in his hand.
A low-pitched horn sounded, and tens of thousands of monsters quickly retreated like an ebbing tide.
Seeing this scene, Wang Qiuming and others breathed a sigh of relief.
"I don't know how Uncle Eighteen and Brother Seven are doing. If you calculate the time, they should be back!"
Wang Qingjun said to himself.
After a while, the immortal cultivators on duty came up, and Mo Caiyun and the others retreated back to their residence to rest.
As soon as they returned to their residence, they saw Wang Qingshan.
After Wang Qingshan escaped from the ground, he hesitated again and again, but returned to the front line. Firstly, his bottleneck was not resolved; Returning to the family, once discovered, the family will be in trouble; thirdly, the strength of the other clansmen is not very strong, Wang Changhao risked his life to save him, how could he leave his clansmen and escape back to the clan alone.
"Qingshan, you're back, where's the eighteenth brother!"
Wang Qingshan's eyes dimmed, and he said sadly: "The demon clan in the metamorphosis stage appeared on the other side of the monster clan. On the way to escape, Uncle Eighteen died in the mouth of the monster beast in order to protect me."
The situation at that time was too dangerous, and it was impossible for Wang Changhao to survive.
"Qiu Ming, what's the matter with you? Is your injury serious?"
Wang Qingshan noticed that the clothes on Wang Qiuming's body were tattered, and asked with concern.
Wang Qiuming grinned and said: "It's okay, the defensive magic weapon that my grandfather refined for me blocked most of the damage, but unfortunately it was destroyed."
"It's good that people are fine. Hey, pay more attention in the future. I hope the war will end as soon as possible! It's been seven years, and I don't know when it will end."
Wang Qingjun sighed, with a sad face.
They had just retreated from the front line, with heavy hearts, chatted for a while, went back to their respective residences, and meditated to rest.
Fengming Mountain Range, here is a branch rudder of Wanhua Palace, one of the Seven Great Immortal Gates.
Exotic flowers and grasses are everywhere here. Among the mountains and handsome peaks, you can see magnificent palaces or exquisite and small pavilions. Several huge waterfalls flow down from the heights like silver chains, splashing huge roars and water mist. .
A group of monks drove the clouds and flew across the sky. From time to time, groups of huge white cranes flew by, creating a scene of immortality!
Suddenly, a huge roar sounded, and the alarm sounded loudly.
More than a dozen escaping lights flew from a distance, seven monsters at the transformation stage, and ten half-demons at the alchemy stage.
"Kill me."
The Wanhua Palace disciples guarding this place rushed out of the residence one after another, and under the leadership of the Nascent Soul cultivator, they fought against the demon clan.
Thank you for the rewards of Sky Homecoming and kk Yurou
(End of this chapter)
Donghuang, a certain verdant mountain range.
The blue and white patriarch was discussing something with the black tiger patriarch, both of them looked a bit solemn.
"These troubles are serious. Playing with fire, the South China Sea and the Northern Border Immortal Cultivation World have also joined in, attacking our monster race from three directions."
Heihu frowned and said, he doesn't regret it, if he can improve his cultivation level, killing and injuring some clansmen is nothing, and those monsters that have not yet transformed are not his clansmen.
"Even in the heyday of our monster race, we are not the opponents of the three immortal cultivation worlds of Donghuang, Beijiang and Nanhai. You played too much this time. I hope your information is correct, otherwise it will be a waste of time. We have to give up a lot of land, and the days to come will be even more difficult."
The blue and white patriarch was a little displeased. After entering the stage of transforming gods, she wanted to ascend to the upper realm, but it was too difficult to ascend to the upper realm. If she wanted to ascend to the upper realm, she had to either cultivate to the seventh level of transforming gods, or find a space node to smuggle in. They still have a lot of longevity, so naturally they don't want to smuggle.
"Don't worry, I've made two preparations. Even if I can't find the sitting cave of Master Sirius, I still want to get rid of the Fengming fruit tree. Sister Qinghua, you entered the transformation stage earlier than me, and you must have future generations." Hand it! Don't hide it, show your backhand! When the three cultivating realms attack our monster race, we will lose all our strength."
Ancestor Qinghua nodded solemnly, and said: "I have some friendship with the Qinglin clan of the Hai clan, I can ask them to help stop the immortal cultivators in the South China Sea cultivating world, but the Qinglin clan will not help in vain, give them some territory , forming an alliance, the overall strength of the Qinglin clan can be ranked among the top ten among the Hai clan, and the northern border is all human races. We have no choice but to strengthen our vigilance against them. On the Eastern Wilderness side, we must make the movement louder. It’s good to attract the attention of the Seven Great Immortals and make it easier for your subordinates to do things, but do you really have the confidence to get rid of that Fengming fruit tree? This fruit is one of the main medicines for refining Ningying Pill, although this fruit tree is not in Wanhua Palace The main altar, but the Wanhua Palace will definitely send heavy troops to guard it."
"Of course, I have a wood demon under my command. He is a spiritual wood spirit. He has a high chance of taking away the Fengming fruit tree. Fengming fruit tree is a rare kind of spiritual wood that cannot be transplanted in the world of cultivating immortals. Once moved The original location will wither and disappear immediately. It is for this reason that Wanhua Palace cannot transplant this fruit tree, and send people to set up formations to protect this fruit tree. , we must not let the human race continue to keep the Fengming fruit tree, with this fruit tree, the chances of their human race appearing Nascent Soul monks are relatively high."
"I hope! By the way, if your avatar provoked a war, the Seven Great Immortals will definitely investigate, or you can call him back! It will save you from losing an avatar in vain."
Patriarch Heihu grinned, and said, "I have my own arrangements, and I'm sorry, Sister Qinghua."
After hearing this, the blue and white patriarch couldn't say anything more.
······
Wu State, Yunhu Grassland.
There were hundreds of huge steaming pits on the ground, and a large number of monsters fell in a pool of blood.
Tens of thousands of monsters are madly attacking Pingyao City, and various spells bombard the formation.
The surface of Ping Yao City is full of pits and pits, a certain city wall has collapsed, and the corpses of some immortal cultivators can be seen faintly. During the attack not long ago, the monsters broke through the formation. Although the formation was restored quickly, a group of monster birds and monsters followed The moment the formation was broken, they entered the city, and some immortal cultivators died tragically in the mouths of monsters.
The place where Mo Caiyun and six people were defending happened to be the place where the monsters broke through.
Before setting off, Wang Changsheng gave Wang Qingqing a third-level talisman. She was in charge of refining weapons and repairing puppets. She didn't usually have to fight on the city wall. She gave the third-level talisman to Zhao Zheng for protection.
Zhao Zheng sacrificed the third-level talismans in time and killed more than a dozen second-level demon birds. They escaped by chance, but Wang Qiuming was hit by several giant fireballs. Fortunately, the defensive magic weapon blocked most of the damage. He was just burned, not seriously injured.
Wang Qiuming is Wang Changsheng's grandson, he was injured, and Mo Caiyun blamed himself very much.
"Qiu Ming, how are you? Are you all right?"
Zhao Zheng said with concern, his face full of worry.
A smile appeared on Wang Qiuming's pale face, and he said, "Uncle, I'm fine! We need to strengthen our guard. The Yaozu's attacks have increased a lot recently."
"It's good that it's okay! Qiu Ming, you follow me, follow me closely."
Mo Caiyun exhorted with a serious face.
Wang Qiuming agreed and clenched the long sword in his hand.
A low-pitched horn sounded, and tens of thousands of monsters quickly retreated like an ebbing tide.
Seeing this scene, Wang Qiuming and others breathed a sigh of relief.
"I don't know how Uncle Eighteen and Brother Seven are doing. If you calculate the time, they should be back!"
Wang Qingjun said to himself.
After a while, the immortal cultivators on duty came up, and Mo Caiyun and the others retreated back to their residence to rest.
As soon as they returned to their residence, they saw Wang Qingshan.
After Wang Qingshan escaped from the ground, he hesitated again and again, but returned to the front line. Firstly, his bottleneck was not resolved; Returning to the family, once discovered, the family will be in trouble; thirdly, the strength of the other clansmen is not very strong, Wang Changhao risked his life to save him, how could he leave his clansmen and escape back to the clan alone.
"Qingshan, you're back, where's the eighteenth brother!"
Wang Qingshan's eyes dimmed, and he said sadly: "The demon clan in the metamorphosis stage appeared on the other side of the monster clan. On the way to escape, Uncle Eighteen died in the mouth of the monster beast in order to protect me."
The situation at that time was too dangerous, and it was impossible for Wang Changhao to survive.
"Qiu Ming, what's the matter with you? Is your injury serious?"
Wang Qingshan noticed that the clothes on Wang Qiuming's body were tattered, and asked with concern.
Wang Qiuming grinned and said: "It's okay, the defensive magic weapon that my grandfather refined for me blocked most of the damage, but unfortunately it was destroyed."
"It's good that people are fine. Hey, pay more attention in the future. I hope the war will end as soon as possible! It's been seven years, and I don't know when it will end."
Wang Qingjun sighed, with a sad face.
They had just retreated from the front line, with heavy hearts, chatted for a while, went back to their respective residences, and meditated to rest.
Fengming Mountain Range, here is a branch rudder of Wanhua Palace, one of the Seven Great Immortal Gates.
Exotic flowers and grasses are everywhere here. Among the mountains and handsome peaks, you can see magnificent palaces or exquisite and small pavilions. Several huge waterfalls flow down from the heights like silver chains, splashing huge roars and water mist. .
A group of monks drove the clouds and flew across the sky. From time to time, groups of huge white cranes flew by, creating a scene of immortality!
Suddenly, a huge roar sounded, and the alarm sounded loudly.
More than a dozen escaping lights flew from a distance, seven monsters at the transformation stage, and ten half-demons at the alchemy stage.
"Kill me."
The Wanhua Palace disciples guarding this place rushed out of the residence one after another, and under the leadership of the Nascent Soul cultivator, they fought against the demon clan.
Thank you for the rewards of Sky Homecoming and kk Yurou
(End of this chapter)
