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Chapter 119 Longevity Villa

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Next, Haotian and others interrogated the jailers of the Demon Palace. Faced with various "inhumanitarian" punishments, the demon cultivators had to actively cooperate and confessed everything about the Demon Army camp.

The scout rescued by Haotian also made detailed reports. Combined with the two, the details of the Demon Palace Military Camp were grasped by everyone.

The most important thing at the moment is to catch the Demon Army off guard before it had time to adjust. The so-called war is very fast. The next afternoon, Zhen Yuanzi personally led the army to the Demon Army camp to call for war.

Xiaolin was not here, and the demon generals had no heads. Some advocated going out to meet the enemy, while others advocated not moving. The two sides could not argue, and the demon army camp was noisy.

"The Wanku Demon Palace is known as the largest force in the prehistoric world. They are all shrunk turtles, Xiaolin, come out and die quickly!" Zhen Yuanzi changed his normal state and shouted loudly.

After an afternoon of quarrel, the generals of the Demon Palace reached an agreement, but Xiao Lin did not take the initiative to attack. The defensive orders were issued quickly, and the layout of the Demon Palace army changed, forming a circle of defense system.

Haotian frowned slightly and said, "Although the generals of the Demon Palace disagree, they are very united. If a million troops only defend but not attack, our army may find it difficult to break through!"

Zhen Yuanzi's face was also surprisingly solemn: "Xiao Lin is not here, there is no commander in the Demon Army. If our army cannot make achievements, when Xiao Lin turns around, the Demon Army will fight back to the death. At that time, our army will be in crisis."

"What fellow Taoist said is reasonable. Please send messengers to visit the powerful cultivators in various places. If they are willing to come out of the mountain, they will definitely be a great help!" Haotian said.

"Great kindness!" Zhen Yuanzi nodded and quickly sent his disciples to visit the senior immortal gods in Xikunlun and other places.

"Xiaolin is the commander of the Demon Army, and is of great importance. I want to sneak to the rear of the Demon Army to intercept it, so I made friends here." Haotian said to Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.

"Master, please go with you?" Du'er Du'er volunteered.

"No need, you should fight against the demon army here, and you will still hone your strength." Seeing Due Zhenren's worried eyes, Haotian smiled and said, "Although Xiaolin is strong, he has not broken through the Daluo realm. I have my own way to deal with it, so you can feel at ease."

Zhen Yuanzi pondered for a moment and said, "It's good, so I'll bother Brother Dao."

Haotian smiled, said goodbye to several people, and left quietly. Haotian's whereabouts are strictly kept secret from other immortals and gods. It is not a trivial matter to intercept Xiaolin, so be careful. It is difficult to ensure that there are no spies in Wuzhuang Temple.

In the following days, Zhen Yuanzi still called war every day and sent a small group of soldiers to raid all parties in the Demon Palace camp, but the results were very little. Zhen Yuanzi was not discouraged and waited for all parties to subdue and cultivate powerful people.

The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun, the Buzhou Zuwu and others came one after another, and the gathering of Wuzhuang Temple was unprecedentedly powerful.

In the Wuzhuangguan Conference Hall, many powerful people from the Daluo realm gathered together.

"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, why don't you see fellow Daoist Haotian?" Taoist Tongtian looked around and suddenly asked.

Zhen Yuanzi's expression remained unchanged and said, "I have sent someone to invite him. I think there is something important to delay. I have a deep friendship with Brother Haotian, so he will never come."

"I heard about the name of the ginseng fruit of fellow Taoist Wuzhuang Temple, but we wanted to see it." In order to divert everyone's attention, the White Dragon Ghost Doctor hurriedly said.

The generals' eyes lit up and they all agreed.

Zhen Yuanzi had no choice but to take out dozens of ginseng fruits to share with everyone. Fortunately, he used the first generation of ginseng fruits to cultivate the second generation of ginseng fruits earlier, otherwise there would be no stock of these.

Of course, with the inheritance of the fruit trees, the fruit effect has greatly decreased. Compared with the first generation of ginseng fruits, one is the heaven and the other is the earth, but even so, it is better than those top-quality immortal fruits.

Furthermore, all the people in the hall were powerful, and they had already fasted the grain and ate fruits, just to be fresh and satisfy their appetites.

After about half a month, the powerful men from all sides came to Qi. Zhen Yuanzi ordered troops and sent generals to attack.

This time, nearly one million coalition forces divided into three groups of left, middle and right attacks. The central army was led by Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, and the 400,000 scattered cultivators. Based on the Dishu formation, they fought steadily and gradually pushed forward. The right-wing army was commanded by Kunlun Sanqing and the elders of the Dragon Clan, led 300,000 demon cultivators to attack and have a strange formation to escort, which can attack and defend. The 300,000 left-wing coalition forces were headed by the twelve ancestor witches, and Dutian Shensha assisted, the gods blocked the gods and the demons blocked the demons.

The roaring forest has not returned, and the demon generals are not easy to deal with. They each lead the army to defend. The millions of demon troops do not seek attack, but only seek to defend steadily, and their defense is impeccable.

After several days of fierce battle, the two sides suffered losses, but the stalemate was not broken.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have a bad temper and are brave and fierce. The Twelve Du Tian Shensha Formation was immediately launched and a breakthrough was found on the left. The 300,000 left-wing army acted quickly, and slaughtered tens of thousands of demon troops during short-term handover.

A breakthrough appeared on the left, and the right wing was not willing to fall behind. The three-clear Taoist squad jointly performed a large formation and defeated the defenders, so he marched quickly, leaving the devils unable to fight back.

The demon generals from all sides gathered urgently overnight to discuss countermeasures. The next day, when the coalition forces continued to attack, they found that the demon army had retreated thousands of miles long and were constantly narrowing their defense range.

In this way, the coalition forces had to think of countermeasures again.

"Although the Demon Army retreated, it did not hurt the fundamentals in this battle, but it only lost tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers. The twelve brothers thought we should take advantage of the victory and take down the army of the Demon Palace in one fell swoop." Zhu Rong, the ancestor of Fire, had a bad temper and said with a ready hand.

"No, the Demon Palace is dominating the vast world for countless years, so why don't there be any tricks? We will attack rashly, and it may be dangerous." Taoist Yuanshi expressed the view of the Three Qings.

"Hmph! You are in vain to be called Pangu's remains. The father god is the unparalleled god of war. He will never hesitate in the face of difficulties!" Zhu Rong looked unconscious and scolded loudly.

The white-haired and white-bearded Laozi said lightly: "Thorns and smooth roads, we naturally choose thorns, but unnecessary sacrifices should be avoided."

"There are no ones who can't die in war. It turns out that the famous Sanqing are all cowards." Zhu Rong sarcastically.

The Taoist Tongtian was straightforward. After being stimulated by Zhurong, he suddenly felt like no bright fire. He pulled out the spiritual sword and slashed at Zhurong. Zhurong didn't expect Tongtian to take action at this time, and was not aware of it for a moment, and was cut through the corner of his clothes by the sword energy.

Zhu Rong, whose face was damaged, showed his ancestor witch's nature, and the violent evil spirit and fire aura swept across the audience.

As the moment it was about to break out, Lei Ming suddenly rushed in from outside the door and shouted: "No, Fairy Yao Ji is heading west."

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked and asked quickly.

It turned out that Yao Ji was lively by nature. When she heard that her brother went west to intercept and kill the Grand Marshal of the Demon Army, she left quietly while everyone was not paying attention.

Lei Ming had not seen Yao Ji for half a day, and was suspicious. He hurried to Yao Ji's room to investigate, but only a jade slip was left behind, which briefly introduced her willingness to travel west to find her brother.

The Sanqing lived in Kunlun for a long time and was shocked to know the life experience of Yao Ji. The Primitive Taoist said: "The Fairy Yao Ji is the son of heavenly marriage. She inherits the love of heaven and earth. She can break the disaster and overcome the disaster. We just need to send someone to secretly follow and protect it."

My white eyebrows jumped lightly and said, "Fellow Daotian went west and wanted to kill Xiaolin with his own strength. It was extremely dangerous. When Ruoyao Ji went, it would be distracted by fellow Taoist Daotian, and he would be afraid of many dangers!"

Zhen Yuanzi asked, "Which according to fellow Taoist meaning?"

My tone was plain: "Yao Ji is weak, and it is terrible that people use force to capture her and take it seriously. After the war, we will apologize to the Queen Mother of the West."

Zhen Yuanzi frowned and nodded after a while. Although the others were afraid of offending the Queen Mother of the West, they could not think too much about this critical moment and agreed.

Zhen Yuanzi sent two earth-type Daluo Jinxian to sneak away, bypass the camp of the Demon Army, and went west to capture Yao Ji. Because he was worried about Yao Ji's safety, a casual cultivator from the Saint Realm of Yao Chi volunteered, and Zhen Yuanzi couldn't refuse. The three Daluo Jinxians should have been sure to capture a celestial immortal, but the world's affairs change instantly, and who can truly understand that the variables in this place should be for you one by one.

Since turning back to the Demon Palace of Ten Thousand Caves hundreds of years ago, Xiaolin has been in seclusion in the Demon Abyss. In the rich dark demonic aura, Xiaolin is like a fossil of dust, motionless, spring goes and autumn comes, and silently comprehending.

The Taoist inheritance of Wanku Demon Palace comes from Xuyan and Pangu, and belongs to the supreme Tao. If the bottlenecks can be truly explored and obstacles can be broken, it is only a matter of time before we achieve the Holy Dao of Hunyuan under opportunity.

The majestic demonic energy continued to sink into Xiaolin's body, and every inch of her skin was transformed into black. Her face was ferocious and distorted. Xiaolin, who was eager to succeed, faced unprecedented tests.

Perhaps it was the will of heaven that the divine swords around the Ten Thousand Cave Demon Palace suddenly burst into light, and thousands of sword energy gathered into a little and fell into the forehead of the roaring forest.

"Ah..." Xiao Lin roared, and his whole body of strength rushed into his forehead. He felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the ancestor Luohu, who was far away from the West, had a strange face and murmured: "Xiaolin has a great fortune, and my Demon Palace will rule the world!"

Five strange-looking immortals and gods kneeled in front of the ancestor Luohu, all with Daluo realm. They have blue eyes, blonde hair, pointed nose, and white skin, which is very similar to Westerners in modern society.

"Ancestor, my four disciples are proficient in magic, so you can follow me to help the ancestor defeat the enemy!" One of the powerful people in the Daluo Juexian realm pointed at the four Daluo Jinxian behind him and said.

"Okay, then..." The voice of the ancestor Luohu became lighter and lighter. It is undeniable that the five foreign demons will bring infinite trouble to the audience of Wuzhuang.

The years of cultivation cannot be predicted, but the changes in the blink of an eye are endless.

In recent years, the coalition and the Demon Army attacked each other with their own victories and losses, and both sides lost more than 100,000 people. The soldiers of the Demon Army have not seen Xiao Lin return for a long time, and they are restless and have lost more and more results.

At this time, many casual cultivators were removed by invisible forces, and bloody storms were set off in the Nanzhan Continent and the Buzhou Mountains. Many monks who participated in the war were worried about their forces and returned to investigate the reasons. In just a few months, the Wuzhuangguan coalition lost two Daluo Golden Immortals and many Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortals.

To avoid similar incidents, the alliance specially selected five immortal gods from the Daluo realm as law enforcement patrol teams and went to the Nanzhan Continent to investigate. If there are suspicious figures, they will be captured immediately or killed.

The crisis behind was naturally led by the old demon Qiankun. The old demon relied on Daluo Juexian's magical power to massacre the sect of scammers, absorbed blood and evil energy, and recovered his injuries.

Although this move is risky, it has many benefits. Over the past few years, it will not only eradicate several hostile forces in the Demon Palace, but also restore the spirit to its peak state!

Little did they know that the Great Elder of Qilin who was dormant in the dark had already set up a net of heaven and earth, and the old demon of Qiankun pushed himself into the abyss of death step by step.
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