Chapter 843: Ready to move

Yin Yang Family Palace.

In the hall, the high-level expression is solemn, and the hall is filled with a heavy breath.

Because of the relationship between the Yin and Yang Heavenly Soul, the missions of Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming failed, and the best time to seize the power of the ancients was lost.

But they can't do anything about it. Who makes the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul the Young Master of the Yin-Yang Family?

In addition, the failure of the mission to deal with the Dragons and the Primordial Rakshas made the Primordial Rakshas and the Dragons suspicious, and for a time put the Yin and Yang family into a dangerous situation.

Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming were seriously injured, which would have dealt a big blow to the strength of the Yin-Yang family. If the Dragon and Raksha tribes attacked at this time, the Yin-Yang family would only end up in utter destruction.

"That old thing Ling Xuan actually broke through the Ninth Level of Transforming God Realm at a critical moment. If not, the Dragon Race will inevitably be destroyed, so would they give them a chance?" An elder said gloomily.

The high priest said sternly: "Long Tian Zhan's strength is getting stronger and stronger. It is already close to the ninth peak of the Transcendent God Realm. The blood demon and the flame dragon are combined, and it is very difficult to injure him. They are no match for Long Tianzhan."

"The Primordial Power must be captured as soon as possible." Patriarch Yin Yang Tiandi said gloomily, his complexion extremely ugly.

"Patriarch, Ling Xiaoxiao is in the Dragon Temple, if he forces a shot, it will definitely hurt Ling Xiaoxiao, the young master..." Da Si Ming said, but he did not dare to go on after speaking.

"It's about the life and death of the Yin-Yang family, and he can't help but his willfulness, the commander's command, and the younger commander's command. I will give you half a month to heal your wounds. After half a month, step on the Dragon Temple and **** the ancient power!" Yin and Yang Emperor yelled coldly with monstrous majesty Swept away.

"Yes! Patriarch!" The two respectfully took orders.

"As long as it doesn't hurt Xiaoxiao, you can do what you love." The cold voice of Yin Yang Heavenly Soul sounded in the hall.

"Hun'er, the Raksha clan has become suspicious. Will Ling Xiaoxiao's girl marry you? Even if she is willing, Ling Xuan will definitely not agree. There are many women in the world that are prettier than Ling Xiaoxiao. Why do you like it? She?" a beautiful woman said helplessly.

"Mother, don't worry about my business." Yin Yang Heavenly Soul's voice came again.

Yin Yang Tiandi scolded: "If it were not for your intervention, the Primordial Power would have been regained long ago. Breaking the seal of the Demon Lord is just around the corner!"

"Do you believe in the Demon King like this? You are sure that after breaking the seal, help the Demon Race to eliminate the Dragon Race and the Raksha Race, so that our Yin-Yang family can survive?" Yin-Yang Tianhun asked.

"You believe in the devil, I don't believe it, I only believe in myself, and I can't help my life." Yin Yang Tianhun's cold and proud voice came again.

The cold arrogance of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul comes from the bone marrow. He would rather believe in his own power than in others, even his own father!

"Hey..." Yin Yang Tiandi sighed helplessly and shook his head.

The Great Elder Yin Yang Breaking Wind frowned and said: "Patriarch, if the Primordial Beast can be controlled, it will be a great help for our Yin and Yang family."

The high priest said: "If you have captured the wind and dust-free nine-layer universe tower, there may be a way to control the ancient fierce beast."

...

Baili Family Palace.

In the middle of the hall, a white light energy flickered suddenly, and then a light curtain was condensed, like a TV screen, an old man appeared in the light curtain.

The sudden light curtain attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

"It turned out to be the patriarch of Long Tian Zhan." In the main seat, an old man smiled lightly.

"Patriarch Long Tianzhan, what's the matter with your injury?" Great Elder Bailiyun asked with a frown, and he could see that Long Tianzhan was injured at a glance.

"It's a matter of great importance. Please also ask the Patriarch Baili and the elder to move to the Dragon Race." The old man in the light curtain said solemnly.

The old man is the head of the Baili family, Baili Wuhen.

Baili Wuhen frowned slightly, and guessed: "Can it be related to the demons?"

"Exactly." Long Tianzhan nodded solemnly.

After the light curtain disappeared, Baili Wuhen's face became more solemn.

"To be able to injure Long Tian Zhan, the strength of this person must be very terrifying. It seems that the Demon Race has already taken action." Baili Wuhen said solemnly, except for the Demon Race, he couldn't think of anyone who could wound Long Tian Zhan.

Bailiyun touched his white beard and frowned, "The Demon Lord is still in the seal. Who else can the Demon Clan contend with Long Tianzhan? Even though the blood demon's cultivation has entered the eighth peak of the God Transformation Realm, the fundamental enemy But Long Tianzhan, who else is there?"

"If the blood demon and the three souls of the demon race are connected, it is not impossible, but the guardian of Longjian is not a display." Another elder frowned, really can't figure it out.

"It should not be too late, several elders will immediately follow me to the Dragon Race." Baili Wuhen said solemnly.

At the same time, the high-level officials of the Giants and Phoenix Demon Clan were also invited by the Dragon Clan, and were rushing to the Dragon Clan at this moment.

...

Temple of the King of Gods.

In the hall, a figure appeared suddenly, very abruptly.

"See the three elders of the demon clan." The lord Leng Yunkong and the three elders respectfully and salute from the top.

The person here is the third elder of the Demon Race, Mo Qianhua, who has reached the seventh level of the Divine Realm, and his strength is very terrifying.

The powerhouse of the demon clan, Moyun and the guardian of the God King’s Temple, were killed by the Primordial Beasts, which made the God King’s Temple always in a frightening situation.

Fortunately, Feng Wuchen did not attack the Temple of the God King, otherwise, with the terrifying power of the three-eyed demon ape, it would be easy to destroy the Temple of the God King.

Now that the three elders of the demon clan appeared, Leng Yunkong and the others were all relieved.

Leng Yunkong hurriedly said, "Three Elders, this mission failed because of Taigu..."

"Needless to say, the old man already knows." Mo Qianhua waved his hand, interrupting Leng Yunkong's words, and then said: "Feng Wuchen matters, you don't care about it for the time being, I have more important tasks for you now. ."

"Three elders, please give orders." Leng Yunkong respectfully said.

"The alchemy conference held by the Northern Profound Realm Saint Soul Academy is about to begin. There are many talents in the Saint Soul Academy. The Demon Race has sent strong people to the Northern Profound Realm. You will immediately go to the Northern Profound Realm and take down the Northern Profound School. , These geniuses are cultivated by the demons, and their strength will definitely increase.” Mo Qianhua ordered.

"To deal with Beixuanzong?" Leng Yunkong was taken aback for a moment, and he did not expect that the demon claws had begun to extend to the Beixuan domain.

The Demon Race not only wanted to take the Northern Xuanzong, but even the Holy Soul Academy.

There are so many talented students in the Saint Soul Academy, and it is indeed a huge monster. If these students are cultivated into demons, how terrifying would it be?

The Northern Profound Domain and the Holy Soul Academy are the transcendent powers of the mainland. The Northern Xuanzong alone makes the Divine King's Temple jealous by three points. If the two powers join hands, the Divine King's Temple wants to take them, I'm afraid it will be greatly injured!

"Do you have any questions?" Mo Qianhua swept away coldly.

"No...no!" Leng Yunkong suddenly shook his head.

Mo Qianhuasen said coldly: "Leave immediately, you must take down Northern Xuanzong before the alchemy meeting!"