Chapter 848 The war is coming
“The last fragment of the Treasure Book of All Heavens…”
“It actually moved to the Zhongyuan Domain!”
Fang Xi's eyes were slightly excited.
Since obtaining the fragments of the Heavenly Treasure Mirror from the hands of the Heavenly Demon King, there is now only the last gap left in the bronze mirror.
It would be a lie to say that he was not moved.
But the fragmentary aura from before has been in the territory of the demon clan, which makes Fang Xi a little worried.
Finally, when his cultivation level improved and he was about to kill the demon and seize the treasure, the Demon King of Freedom jumped out first.
He originally planned to take a period of rest before sending a heretic incarnation or a Shinto incarnation into the demon clan's territory to try to recover the last fragment.
But now, the location of that fragment has actually entered the territory of the human race!
“Zhongyuan Realm... I also left a void coordinate back then.”
“No need to rush for a long time like the demons…”
Fang Xi murmured to herself: "The person who can own the 'Two Realms Gate' must be a high-ranking member of the Monster Clan. He has been sitting in the Monster Clan territory before, and now he has been transferred to the front line... Obviously, this time the Monster Clan will go all out. .”
He looked in the direction of Tianyuan City with a slightly worried expression.
After a long time, I finally made up my mind: "Without further delay, we will immediately send heretic incarnations..."
Otherwise, if it is delayed until the war begins, it will be really dangerous and dangerous, and it will be too late for Fang Xi to hide.
“For the last treasure fragment, heretic incarnations should take another risk.”
…
Zhongyuan domain.
Tianyuan City.
This city was originally the location of the first pass and transportation hub in the Zhongyuan Domain.
Looking from afar, colorful prohibitions spread across the void, and they are clearly visible hundreds of miles outside the city.
The huge rock puppet is half-kneeling on the ground, looking like a clump of stone forests.
There are often groups of monks patrolling, and various flying boats, spirit ships, and chariots patrolling back and forth, making this place seem like a hedgehog with an iron wall.
“The 3,600 ‘Wutu puppets’ of the Jiuling Guitu Sect are already in place…”
“Master Array Xuanzi and thirty-six array masters have entered the core of the array…”
“The three divine masters of the Divine Fortune Teller Pavilion have also prepared... They have fought against the enemy diviners several times.”
At the top of Tianyuan City, Jingangzi still looks like a young monk with red lips and white teeth. Behind him are two fused monks who are inspecting the city defenses one by one and discussing many arrangements.
When mentioning the three divine masters of the Divine Calculation Pavilion, Jingang Zi felt a little regretful: "This time we have launched a full-scale war with the monster clan and the alien alliance. Now that the army has not arrived, we have already begun to fight in terms of secrets and intelligence... Although the three divine masters are all He is a person with extraordinary talents and is proficient in the art of divination, but he still has some shortcomings... It would be great if the divine fortune teller was here."
The divine fortune teller is his good friend, and he is in the late stage of integration, and is known as the best divination master in the human race.
If this person were here, it is impossible to say that the position of the fifth son of the human race could be determined as soon as possible, without having to delay it until now.
Fortunately, I heard that the Mahayana monks above are also dissatisfied and think that this matter must be settled before the war?
“Haha... Could it be that the divine fortune teller predicted the fate of the disaster and took the initiative to fall into the empty island, right?”
An old man's voice sounded, and then Wuxingzi, who was wearing colorful feathers, came to the city wall with a smile. There was no politeness in his words, but a direct tit-for-tat: "I heard that you, Jingangzi, were holding on even before you recovered from your serious injury." When you come out of seclusion and encounter a battle of this level, if the fortune teller is still there, maybe he can protect you?"
"Amitabha, Five Elements Son, you are not the incarnation of the Five Elements, but the deity is here in person. How can I make an exception for this young monk?"
Jingangzi clasped his hands together, smiled slightly and said: "As for whether the injury is healed, Wu Xingzi will know later..."
Wuxingzi looked at Jingangzi with a slightly fearful expression.
After all, this person’s body-refining skills are simply incredible.
Perhaps...the serious injuries before were all fake.
“We are facing a formidable enemy, have you two had enough trouble?”
With a cold cry, a demonic shadow also emerged, revealing a woman wearing black armor, purple hair and black eyes, with a temperament like a ghostly epiphyllum.
His cultivation level is also at the peak of integration, and strands of true demon energy linger around him, making people's faces change.
“Fellow Taoist Mo Yunzi…”
Jingangzi smiled and said: "How will the demons respond? When will the reinforcements arrive? Or will they directly attack the demons and aliens to restrain them and share the pressure for us?"
“Nowadays, I’m afraid everything is a little difficult.”
Mo Yunzi shook his head and said: "There have been several major events among the demon clan recently. A big city was directly attacked by a foreign race... It is said that the foreign race is good at ambushes and hid a seventh-level being in the city early. The combination of the defenders Although the monk discovered the clues and reported it quickly...but the Angry Lord Demon King who was responsible for the matter didn't care at all. After a big battle, the losses were heavy..."
“The Wrathful Demon King… I really can’t believe it when I heard that this demon defeated the Demon King of Freedom and ascended to the throne.”
Wuxingzi frowned.
As one of the five sons of the human race, he has also dealt with the Demon King Zizai Tian. He is well aware that the opponent has amazing magical powers, numerous treasures, and is also cunning and insidious.
It is simply confusing to be pushed out of the position so easily.
"This is just a small matter. What can influence the demon clan to send troops is a big deal!"
Mo Yunzi said: "There has been news recently from the demon clan that Demon King Zi Zitian has fallen, and the person who did it...is suspected to be a human Mahayana monk!"
"Why do we, the Mahayana monks of the human race, want to kill the Demon King Zizaitian?" King Kongzi said in surprise: "This must be a fake from a foreign race!" No matter what the truth is, under the current alliance between humans and demons, the murderer must be Impostor from another race!
When Mo Yunzi saw this, a hint of joking appeared on his jade face.
Just when she was about to say something, a green stream of light suddenly came to the top of the three people's heads, and one of them appeared.
His stature is short and his face is childish, looking like a nine-year-old boy.
This 'boy' has his hair tied in two buns and carries an earthy-yellow cattail leaf fan on his back. He seems to be larger than his body, which is a bit funny.
But the three five human race disciples present all bowed with great solemnity: "Senior Qingxu!"
This ‘Qingxu Boy’ is a reclusive monk in the Mahayana period among the human race. It is said that he has survived four Mahayana tribulations!
In the previous battle, the demon clan rebelled, and the three Mahayana monks from the human race were seriously injured. It would be difficult to return to their full strength within a thousand years.
That’s why this ‘Qingxu boy’ came out of the mountain to take charge of clan affairs.
“Fellow Taoist Meng, Trail Friend, and Road Friend have also arrived...”
The Qingxu boy's voice was very childish: "And I sent a message to ask that the person who took action was indeed not a familiar human comrade... After all, the Demon King Zizaitian is no longer the Six Demon King, so he will die if he dies... Now the war is still important ."
"I will obey the instructions of my senior." The three monks at the peak of their integration nodded repeatedly.
Then, Jingangzi asked: "I wonder if seniors have ever confirmed the location of the demon race's true spirit and the alien race's Mahayana?"
"The old Phoenix and Xuanwu are all on the opposite side..."
Qingxu boy's face looked a little ugly: "The three brothers of the Di family are not here, but among the aliens, there is a Mahayana immortal... who may have survived five or even six thunder tribulations!"
Although the strength among Mahayana monks is not strictly divided by calamity, those who can survive more calamities are naturally stronger and have richer heritage.
“Three Mahayana…”
The expressions of the three members of Jingangzi changed slightly.
Among the Mahayana monks, those who have cultivated for three eons or less are generally more active.
For example, Che, Meng and Bu, as well as the demon ancestors such as Qingmian and Blood Dragon, are all in this realm.
The Mahayana of four to six kalpas is less likely to appear in this world.
Qingxu boy is the Four Tribulations Mahayana. He has practiced for more than 50,000 years and can be called a living fossil of the human race.
As for the power of the seven and eight kalpas?
That is really just waiting to overcome the tribulation and ascend, become an immortal and never die... He doesn't care about the struggle for hegemony in the immortal world or the rise and fall of the ethnic group at all.
When Mo Yunzi heard this, his heart also moved:
‘The two true spirits of the demon tribe, Phoenix and Xuanwu, are enough to contain the three Mahayana who are in poor condition...'
‘Among the foreign races, there is actually a person who is a five-kalpa or even a six-kalpa Mahayana! Senior Qingxu is at a disadvantage... This battle is really difficult. ’
If the three Mahayana people named Bu were not severely injured, the three of them would be able to suppress Phoenix and Xuanwu together.
Even supporting Qingxu Boy, the situation can be slightly advantageous.
Now, it is at a disadvantage.
"You don't have to worry, we just need to stick to it... With the formation, even if the Mahayana on the opposite side is better than us in combat power, it will be difficult to determine the outcome in a short period of time."
Qingxu boy said nonchalantly: "The key to this battle is..."
As he mentioned a few words, a look of surprise and ecstasy appeared on the faces of Wu Xingzi and Mo Yunzi...
…
Tianyuan City is hundreds of thousands of miles away.
A valley.
Dong Qiuzi shook the bamboo basket on his back, and a large number of puppets fell down to form a large army, surrounding and strangling the two returning demon clans in the middle.
Surrounded by this, there is also a god-transformation monk wearing an armor covered with all kinds of runes and branding, holding an array flag and swiping the array.
Wang Lingying and Li Ruling held a large flag and waved it vigorously, causing a dark aura to flicker in the void.
"Senior Dong Qiuzi is a great monk who has returned to the void, and he is also in charge of the dragon and phoenix puppets. It is difficult to find an opponent when combined..."
Wang Lingying seemed to be feeling emotional and comforting.
Li Ruling nodded with a serious face.
Since Fang Xi and Shi Xianzi were trapped on Xiankong Island, although everyone in the Wang family was panicked, they did not defeat the Hun Sun San.
After all, monks who return to the void have a long lifespan, and the ancestor of the Wang family is just trapped, not dead.
Coupled with Fairy Chen's care, everyone in the Wang family had a pleasant time.
However, the good times did not last long.
With the war between the four tribes, Yaoyuexian City had to accept the decree of Xingchen Sect and continuously dispatched high-level monks to the battlefield.
At this time, the Supreme Elder of the Xingchen Sect, ‘Zhaixingzi’, personally led the team and brought most of the returning monks from Yaoyue Immortal City.
Wang Lingying and Li Ruling, as monks who transform themselves into gods, are also the backbone, so naturally they are not exempt from secularism.
At this time, a clear sound of dragons and phoenixes was heard in the puppet army formation.
“It’s done!”
Wang Lingying and Li Ruling looked at each other, with a hint of joy on their faces.
(End of this chapter)