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At the same time, the demon army evacuated toward the north violently.

Hanging Mountain.

Under the floating high mountains, corpses were lying in various directions, including humans and demons.

"Withdrawal?"

In front of the people of the hanging mountain, a figure stood proudly.

This person is dressed in a white shirt and dressed in a dress that is not much different from the previous two blood envoys.

It's just that this person is standing in front of the crowd with his hands behind, his face is indifferent, and he is clearly the leader among the crowd.

"Emissary Chen, the demons withdrew this time. Thanks to the emissary Chen Xue who allowed me to enter the Hanging Mountain, I was able to save the Nine Cold Heavenly Palace."

"Hold Palace Master is polite!"

As the blood envoy of Xuankong Mountain, Chen Tianyu was responsible for various major events of Xuankong Mountain in the past few years when Yun Lang disappeared.

This person is fierce and decisive. In the past few years in Xuankong Mountain, some people think that God is absent and the situation is gone, but these people, as time goes by, fewer and fewer, basically have been killed!

But compared to these, Chen Tianyu's cruelty manifests more places, but the unknown side, which makes the entire Xuankong Mountain more fearful.

Some people even saw him as more mysterious and terrifying than the God before him.

"This time the demon attack, the major forces in the Western Regions are completely over. The Heavenly Pill Sect and the Appliance Gate are probably not able to support it, and the Xuanyue Holy Land is also in precarious conditions. This Middle Territory will be the Xuankong Mountain in the future!"

Zhu Tianzheng also laughed at this moment.

Han Qianren suddenly spoke at this moment: "Chen Xueshi, this time the Ten Thousand Array Sect can still be well preserved under the attack of the Demon Race. It can be seen that its defenses are strong, but...The Promise Demon Sect..."

"I have sent someone to do it!"

Chen Xue said slightly.

Han Qianren's meaning is very obvious. The Promise Demon Sect must be in the relaxation stage after the war at this moment, and the defense is lax. If the Hanging Mountain can be defeated in one fell swoop, it must be able to return triumphantly.

It's just that Han Qianren didn't expect that Chen Tianyu had thought of this step a long time ago, and he had already sent someone to do it!

Swish...

At the time, the silhouettes of white gowns fell into nothing.

"How about it?"

Seeing the white figures falling, Chen Tianyu spoke slightly.

"Enlighten the blood to make your lord, everything is in order!"

"Um!"

Chen Tianyu nodded, stepped forward, and said arrogantly: "From then on, I am the only one who respects the Xuankong Mountain in the Central Region, and any other forces will no longer exist, and the Ten Thousand Array Sect will sooner or later be trampled by my Xuankong Mountain!"

"I'll take the Hanging Mountain as my respect!"

"I'll take the Hanging Mountain as my respect!"

Han Qianren and Zhu Tianzheng arched their hands at this moment, both of them were extremely respectful.

Needless to say, even if the Promise Demon Sect was not solved by the Demon Race, it was already solved by Chen Tianyu.

Almost all of the blood envoys in white gowns in front of them were in the realm of life and death, and there were hundreds of them.

Such a powerful army, not to mention the Promise Demon Sect after the war, even the Promise Demon Sect at the peak of its strength, it cannot resist at all!

Is the horror of Hanging Mountain here?

Then why did these blood envoys never appear when they attacked the blood alliance a few years ago?

At the same time, the Promise Demon Sect, one after another, came to nothing.

Only at this moment, the entire Promise Demon Sect is full of mountains and plains, with a dark atmosphere enveloped in it, and the devilish energy is rolling.

The corpse and blood cannot be separated at all.

Dilapidated buildings, one after another, there was not even a wailing sound.

Everyone is dead!

Looking at the bodies of the disciples of the Promise Demon Sect in the mountains and plains, Mu Yun felt unhappy.

"Luo Tian Wang, Patian Patriarch, see if there are any living people!"

"good!"

The two figures suddenly dispersed.

Inside the huge Promise Demon Sect, there were scraps and broken walls everywhere, and there was no corpse of a living person in sight.

Not long after, the two returned and shook their heads.

Mu Yun's body trembled.

"Wan old ghost, you bastard, come out!"

With a roar, Mu Yun shouted, but, in response to him, only echoes from the mountains and plains.

"Made!"

Mu Yun cursed in a low voice and shouted: "I have to kill Cha Jie and the violent bear!"

"Maybe it wasn't the demon!"

Master Miaoqing spoke suddenly at this moment.

"Um?"

Master Miaoqing's words fell, and he slapped away directly.

There was a crackling sound, and among the corpses of those Promise Demon Sect disciples, several corpses were photographed in the air.

"Look here, here, and here!"

Master Miaoqing pointed to the corpses and said: "The demons are generally tall and have rich claws, relying on powerful strength and defense to fight, but these people were obviously killed by an extremely strange method. It's not a demon's method."

"On the contrary, it looks very weird and hard to resist..."

"Hanging Mountain!"

Mu Yun spoke almost immediately.

Except for the Hanging Mountain, no one has this means and ability anymore.

Mu Yun stood in the ruins, looking at the devastated Promise Demon Sect.

He didn't have any thoughts about the Promise Demon Sect in his heart, but the old man Wangui was his little brother ten thousand years ago, and now he can't even find the corpse.

If it is dead, the Hanging Mountain can be remembered again!

At the same time, the demon army withdrew vigorously, and the army was boiling.

There was no other reason, the patriarch of their troll clan and several big bosses descended.

This is their hope of returning home.

Although tens of thousands of years have passed, generations of people have long been unable to inquire, but the small world of trolls is always their foundation, and anyone who can go back is very much looking forward to it.

It was just that the army marched forward mightily, Mo Jaelun, Mo Fan and others walked in front, followed closely by Mo Tian Great and Demon Nightmare Great.

In the rear, it was Cha Jie and the Great Demon Emperor.

Cha Jie couldn't understand why he withdrew.

It's just that he didn't dare to ask at all.

"Patriarch, I'm afraid that the attack of Cha Jie and the violent bear this time has angered many forces in the small yellow world. Although Mu Yun will subdue them, he will not be able to hold a grudge against us in the future."

The Great Emperor Motian said without emotion in his voice.

"Um!"

Mo Jaelun nodded and said: "Mofan, you can go to the blood alliance to see if you have nothing to do recently. You have a good relationship with Mu Yun, so take something along with you!"

"Yes, father!"

Mo Jaelun turned around, looked at Cha Jie and the blizzard in the back, and said slightly: "The two of them..."

"Patriarch!"

The Great Nightmare spoke at this moment: "The situation in the small world of Canghuang is now in chaos, it's the time to use people!"

"Then save your life first!"

Mo Jielun was expressionless, it was not like talking to Mu Yun just now, just like a senior with a kind attitude.

Hearing this, Cha Jie and Grumpy Bear trembled.

The two devil emperors with seven levels of life and death are like two little sheep at this moment, without the arrogance and arrogance before!

"Mu Yun...Mu Yun..."

Mo Jaelun looked at the gray world of the Northern Territory, and sighed slightly: "The small blue world, the first small world in the past, and the top ten worlds today, can't resist this one together, but now it's like this! "

"Even if it is such a scene, this small world is still a place where great talents are born. There was a Yun Venerable ten thousand years ago. After ten thousand years, there will be a shepherd leader again, hehe, interesting, interesting! "

"The patriarch looks at Mu Yun so highly, isn't it too..."

"Dark night, look at it, the three big secrets, if you want to find it, you definitely have to look at Mu Yun!"

Mo Jielun laughed and said: "Otherwise, what do you think, the old Diwen, why did Luo Tian and Batian work so hard to send Luo Tian and Batian two to protect Mu Yun? Miao Qing came here not far away, just to express my gratitude. Old love?"

"Diwen is ranked ninth in the top ten venerables, and Miaoqing is ranked seventh. The two are more concerned about the small world of Canghuang than me, so wait first, and make a good relationship with Muyun. Every world, big and small, is the real beginning!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, everyone from the blood alliance returned to the South China Sea with a mighty team.

As for the Ten Thousand Array Sect, Mu Yun just went to visit, the eighty-eight large formations had stronger defenses than the Hanging Mountain, and it wasn't a blow.

Wan Zhenzong can say that all the disciples, all in the big formation, what to do, the demon clan can't break a trace at all.

The blood alliance army arrived, hundreds of ships transported everyone back to Lost Soul Island.

Above the sea, with the sea breeze blowing, Mu Yun stood at the bow of the ship, silent.

It was rare to see Mu Yun standing alone, and everyone did not bother.

Mu Yun was also a little confused now.

Although the Heavenly Pill Sect, the implement gate and the Xuanyue Holy Land were drawn into his command right now.

But as his father said, he swallowed a big fat man in one bite, how could he digest his blood.

Now he is surrounded by the strong like the forest, but he is only able to stand up in the small world of blue and yellow.

Waiting for the arrival of other small world armies, without the top powerhouses of the Ten Great Venerables, the blood alliance is still vulnerable.

Defensive array!

At the moment, Mu Yun only relied on the defensive array of eleven sealing dragon pillars that he had set up.

But it's just a big array, maybe it's not useful at all.

He once thought about the Xuanwu Flying Formation, and the Xuankong Mountain could not be broken, but back then, Ji Wusheng took out the fairy weapon and broke his great formation!

Many other small worlds, who can guarantee that there are no fairy tools!

"Holy Fire!"

There is only one hope in Mu Yun's heart.

Huo Sheng was a seven-tier veteran powerhouse in the life and death realm comparable to Emperor Wen.

Although he was a bit weaker than the Ten Great Venerables, he was definitely a top-notch expert in the Seven Layers of Life and Death.

At the moment, it is impossible for this old thing to have a physical body. His soul is the main body, and the eleven sealing dragon pillars are the physical body.

It seems that it is time to talk to this old ghost again!

Furthermore, it is the promotion of the blood alliance.

Time is running out, and there is only one way to improve them-pill!

It seems that during this time, some are busy.

It's just that for himself, the four levels of life and death, Mu Yun is not in a hurry.

The perception of life and death sometimes requires constant sitting and enlightenment, and sometimes it may just be an epiphany overnight.

This kind of thing is impatience, but also impatience.

In Mu Yun's heart, he gradually put aside each one, and gradually made a decision in his heart.

The ship gradually approached Lost Soul Island, and at this moment, the city gate opened wide on the island.

Zhu Yunshou led a high-level team and waited quietly.

Enter the island, enter the temple.

Mu Yunran was sitting above.

Xiao Yun'er and Wang Xinya accompanied each other.

But Jiu'er was standing in the hall, looking left and right.

Below, Tianjian Mountain Zhou Zijian, Qixingmen Xing Wuji, Xuechadao Xue Ruqing and others stood in sequence.