"Brother Wu is right, the poison that can fuse with the soul will make that person useless no matter what.
But if this poison is really the legendary 'soul poison', it is not the same as the 'god' The Poison of Consciousness is a poisonous substance of the same level, which is the best poison in the world.
In this way, many of us have always underestimated the monks of Desolate Moon Continent, so we must be careful in the future. That's right, otherwise it will be a big trouble if you get entangled with this poison."
Another demon cultivator who rarely spoke said with a frown, and the short-haired demon cultivator nodded in agreement.
"The two fellow Taoists are overly worried. Although the poison is powerful, its power is limited. It is fatal to demon soldiers and monsters, and does not pose much threat to us.
With our strength, we can detect this poison before it gets close."
The middle-aged demon cultivator surnamed Wu waved his hand, and when the poison wrapped around his finger, he was already aware of it. Sensed.
At that time, he just felt that it did not threaten his ability, so he let the poison wrap around his finger. After studying it for a while, he burned it casually.
After listening to the words of the middle-aged demon cultivator surnamed Wu, the two demon cultivators finally felt relieved. Although they relied on their physical strength and were not afraid of poison, they were not aware of the poison that hurt their consciousness and soul. , still afraid.
"It seems that the purpose of these monks entering the town is to collect information, and then wait for an opportunity to hunt down our monks."
The short-haired demon cultivator thought for a moment and gave A guess answer.
The middle-aged demon cultivator surnamed Wu showed a strange look in his eyes, "This should be the purpose. They did plan to escape immediately after getting some information from Jiao Hua.
But when he found that he couldn't leave here, he finally set up an ambush in the town to cause a commotion and took the opportunity to escape.
However, there is another thing here that makes people strange. Those people actually took Jiao away. One of Hua's subordinates took away two prohibition tokens from Jiao Hua. "Oh, this subordinate of Jiao Hua is a monk from the South China Sea?"
p>"It's the Nanhai monks. You want to say that they are here to rescue people. I thought so at first, but after asking, it became even more strange.
Jiao Hua's entire team But they all come from a sect called "Qingling Sect", and this person is just a disciple with good qualifications in the sect.
They kept the other five people from the "Qingling Sect". But he just took this person away. Since he left the five people from the "Qing Ling Sect" and didn't want to save their lives, why did he also take away the prohibition token that held a trace of their souls? This is all a bit unreasonable. "
The middle-aged monk surnamed Wu said while thinking. He has always had many doubts about this, and he has not been able to clarify several clues.
The short-haired demon cultivator thought for a moment, "Does this mean that the true identity of the 'Qing Lingmen' who was taken away should be very special."
"I also asked the five people from the 'Qingling Sect' who had not escaped, and they said that the monk named Yu Yuanjun was from a branch of their sect.
This situation is the most common in the whole It is very common among sects in the Desolate Moon Continent. After many monks have achieved some success in their cultivation, they often leave the sect, return to the family and branch out on their own, becoming a branch of the sect.
Not only can it slowly develop into a cultivating family, but it can also add talent and strength to the sect." The middle-aged monk surnamed Wu still shook his head and denied the idea of a short-haired demon cultivator.
Just when the short-haired demon was about to speak again, his expression suddenly changed. At the same time, the middle-aged demon named Wu and another demon raised their heads at the same time and looked into the night sky. .
The next moment, an invisible pressure came from the horizon. In an instant, the entire square in the center of "Zhouyang Town" felt the pressure of this force, and it suddenly became silent.
Just as everyone was looking at the southern horizon, several rainbows roared in the night, reaching the sky above the square in the blink of an eye.
Changhong flew over the square and immediately stopped. When the light passed away, several black figures immediately appeared. They were suspended in the air, motionless as a mountain.
The leader was wearing a purple cloak, with naked thick dark arms, tight black armor, and a pair of red and black combat boots.
He has a square face and is about fifty years old. He also has short hair, but what is different from the short-haired magic cultivator in the square below is that this person has silver hair. Against the backdrop of the dark skin and the dark night , which looks particularly eye-catching.
The aura on his body was like a sea and an abyss, as if the boundless dark power was constantly condensing on him. He was a Nascent Soul level demon general. Behind him were four people with faces as iron as stone. The devil who doesn't show off.
"I'll wait to see Lord Tiedong!"
In the square below, the three middle-aged devils surnamed Wu were the first to speak, and the rest of the people agreed.
"Well, I am responsible for the deployment here, and the other places are commanded by other demon generals. The goal is to conquer Fengliang Mountain, let's go!"
The silver-short-haired Tiedong Demon General's speech was unexpectedly short. After arriving, he only explained his destination and immediately announced his departure without even counting the number of people.
Most of the people in the square below were Nanhai cultivators, and they were all a little confused about this. "Are you going to attack Fengliang Mountain now?"
But looking at the magic cultivators in the square, they all immediately bowed. In response, there was no strange look on his face, as if he was already accustomed to such short and one-sentence orders.
This is exactly the style of the demon clan. In the demon world, the level is several times stricter than that of human monks, and only large combat targets are arranged above.
Whether it is a small team or an army of demons, the grassroots generals will do things like counting people and preparing for battle extremely well.
Only by formulating a planDrawing and other things, that is the business of the senior monks. Everything is in order. When the time comes for the battle, all the demon cultivators have to do is to obey orders, attack, and kill!
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The three middle-aged demon cultivators named Wu immediately issued orders to the demon cultivators in the square.
"Arrange into small groups according to yesterday's reporting area and let's go!" After that, the three people also flew away from the square and flew towards the side of the silver-haired Tiedong Demon General in the sky above.
After the demon cultivator below obeyed the order, he just whispered a few words to the team members, and then they took the lead in flying one by one.
These leading demonic cultivators were separated by a certain distance before, and the remaining Nanhai monks and foreign cultivators followed suit with doubtful expressions.
And the figures they flew in just filled these gaps. There was no need to direct them, and a neat formation was completely arranged in a moment.
When they saw that they were just flying with the team leader and could easily form such a neat team, both the South Sea monks and the foreign monks showed surprised expressions in their eyes.
They know that this seemingly simple arrangement has actually been integrated into the blood of the demon clan. Each of them knows their responsibilities and their position in the queue, even if they are two unfamiliar demon cultivators. time, and you can quickly know what you want to do.
"This is the result of long-term killings and conquests. The demons should have already become soldiers all over the country!"
Many Nanhai monks thought sadly that they were under the restraint and imprisonment of their souls. , knowing that this battle is a life-or-death battle, as long as he is stained with the blood of monks from the Desolate Moon Continent, there will be no way out.
What's more, when the magic cultivators finally activated the forbidden token, they had already lost their minds and everything was just unconscious killing.
"It is no wonder that the demons have difficulty invading one realm after another. War has been deeply ingrained in their heritage and bloodline. They are like puppets who follow the rules and do not allow themselves to make any mistakes.
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Even among the monks in our sect, if there are so many brothers and sisters, they will definitely fall into chaos without any arrangements." Nanhai monk was speechless in his heart.
"Lord Tiedong, Teng Wuji has not returned from chasing the enemy!" As soon as he rose into the air, the middle-aged demon named Wu said respectfully in a low voice.
Tiedong had no expression on his face, just looking at a monk who had become famous.
"He may be dead. The other party sent two Nascent Souls to confront us, and also sent eight Jindans to harass. Finally, a monk with close mana and close to the Nascent Soul sneaked over thousands of miles away, and in the shortest time Teng Wuji was seriously injured or killed.
Then this person led the team that harassed 'Zhouyang Town' back, which is why we should set off immediately.
The other party should have already received the news, but we still have to try our best not to give the other party a chance to prepare."
Silver-haired Tiedong said a few words in a low voice.After finishing the sentence, he still didn't look back, but looked through the sky group and towards the north in the night sky, as if he was crossing the deep sky.
As soon as he said these words, the other two demons who flew up together with the middle-aged demon cultivator surnamed Wu were shaken violently. They already felt that they could not hear clearly what Tiedong said behind them.
The middle-aged demon cultivator surnamed Wu lost his voice and said, "Brother Teng is dead? Why didn't we sense a large-scale action wave? This, this..."
Although the three of them had already It felt wrong, but he still subconsciously thought that Teng Wuji had discovered something about the other party, and temporarily hid his aura on his own, so that he and others did not discover it.
Because it is true that they did not sense large fluctuations in combat spiritual power. It stands to reason that, let alone killing Teng Wuji, at their level, if they want to severely injure the opponent, the sound of the fight will be earth-shattering. .
Besides, Teng Wuji has the most powerful magic power among the four of them. He was killed so quietly. The person coming on the other side should not be the "Golden Elixir" mentioned by Master Tiedong. "Monk" is.
Even if the visitor is a monk who is infinitely close to the Nascent Soul, even if Teng Wuji fights for his life, even the master of fake babies cannot do anything to him in a moment.
"Huh!"
Tiedong did not answer this time. He had already said that Teng Wuji might have just died, but he was obviously captured by someone, especially a demon. It was a shame, but he didn't want to explain it again, and he snorted heavily. Tiedong retracted his gaze towards the dark night in the distance, and passed over the three of them as if inadvertently, with two piercing icy rays shooting out of his eyes.
He was also angry in his heart. After the other party sent two Nascent Souls to entangle him, they dared to send such a high-level monk to sneak all the way. The bad thing was that the other party would lose one of them. The top golden elixir monk.
Tiedong’s gaze was like a gleam on his back. The three demons who were pressed down felt it was difficult to breathe. He even felt that their souls would leave their bodies at the next moment. In front of a demon general, their previous pride was shattered. Become worthless, like three poor ants.
The three demons suddenly felt sweat on their foreheads. They mustered up all their spiritual power to suppress the urge of their souls to break away and escape. Their bodies were shaking unconsciously, and they were extremely frightened. Just now, he was so shocked by Teng Wuji's death that he actually doubted the words of a demon general.
If this were in the demon world, and the three of them were not the other party's confidants, it would be possible for Tiedong to just raise his hand and kill them.
Fortunately, Tiedong only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. The three demons were immediately relieved, but they were still thinking in their hearts.
"Are there any monks of the same level in the Desolate Moon Continent who are so defiant? When we met those late-stage Jindan monks in the South China Sea, although there were some very difficult ones, they were all different in the end. He was killed."
But at this moment, they didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Tiedong looked atThe dark team was lined up in the sky in front of them, and they uttered two cold words: "Let's go!"
After saying that, Tiedong's expression of chilling expression did not allow them to stay for a moment at all. With his hands behind his back, he straightened his body and took the lead in rising into the air.
The three middle-aged demon cultivators surnamed Wu and several demon cultivators who had been standing behind Tiedong also quickly flew to follow. Behind them were overwhelming silent monks, and the only sound in the air was the sound of clothes in the wind. .
"Just tell us about the investigation of that team. Don't say that you didn't investigate at all, let alone get any information."
Tiedong suddenly said while flying , but he did not look back, his silver hair piercing people's eyes like a ball of golden needles in the dark night.