Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 843 Preparations before the war
But in front of them, this young man named Mo Lingxuan didn't feel like they were facing a junior, but an old monster who had lived for countless years like them.

Otherwise, in terms of experience and the level of sophistication in dealing with people and things, they will not be weak in the slightest.

Mo Lingxuan was naturally satisfied with the current self-conscious attitude of the two Yan Ming patriarchs.

After being so intimidated, he knew that these people from the Yanming tribe would really put away those strange things in their hearts.

In this case, it is the best foolproof for the next big battle.

"Since that's the case, then please ask the two patriarchs to lead your Mingzu army to I asked Xilou to meet up as agreed."

After pondering for a moment, Mo Lingxuan smiled again and said.

"Of course I won't waste time."

Regarding this, the two Yan Ming patriarchs certainly did not dare to neglect, and responded immediately.

Nodding slightly again, Mo Lingxuan didn't say anything more, and immediately stepped out of the void, naturally leaving the purgatory space of the Ming clan.

But watching Mo Lingxuan's leaving figure, the shock in the hearts of all the strong Ming clans present still has not calmed down for a long time.

Because it could almost be said that Mo Lingxuan was the first such legendary young person in their knowledge.

However, a series of things that they thought would be difficult to do, but in the hands of Mo Lingxuan, they can be easily achieved.

In the original rumors, they thought they were just rumors. Only now did they know that this is really a peerless genius who is no different from the rumors.

Knowing this, they faintly firmed up an idea in their hearts.

Could it be possible that under the leadership of Mo Lingxuan, the seemingly impossible task of attacking the Fire Spirit Clan can be miraculously accomplished?
And if it is really as easy as they imagined, then it can be said to be an extremely important turning point for their Yanming tribe.

A turning point to go further with the help of the Fire Spirit Race!

"Take a good count of the people above the imperial realm under the command of your various lines, and after more than ten days, join the patriarch to deal with the great battle of the Fire Spirit Clan."

And in the silence of the crowd, the majestic voice of the patriarch Yan Ming rang out again.

Naturally, there is endless hope and fighting spirit in the words.

They were the four powerful clans in the ancient times, but because of the imperial decree of Empress Zixi, they were displaced.

But now, they can regain their prestige again, and confront the powerful alien races like the Fire Spirit Clan that once stood on the upper three-day plane, which naturally makes the two chiefs of the Yanming Clan have some hope.

Hearing this, all the strong men of the Yanming tribe also all looked condensed, and their expressions were extremely serious.

Since their patriarchs have said so, it means that what awaits them next will be a great battle that will really sweep through the entire next three days.
After Mo Lingxuan left, he naturally went straight back to Nanwu Immortal Sect and Wenxi Tower.

Now that the day of the war with the Fire Spirit Clan is getting closer and closer, more and more powerful people are gradually gathering in the Wenxi Building of the Nanwu Immortal Sect.

Except for the large forces participating in the exhibition from various forces who have not yet converged to Wenxilou.

However, the high-level figures of the participating factions such as Gu Tian, ​​Fan Xian, and Mozu Yiqiansi also gathered at Mo Lingxuan's side, ready to accept command orders and coordinate the troops under his command at any time.

Regarding this, Mo Lingxuan was naturally working on the last key matters before the war.

In addition, of course there is another important thing, and that is to contact the real immortal Chi Xiao again.

In a blink of an eye, another few days passed.

And there were only three days left before the decisive battle that Mo Lingxuan had decided on.

At the same time, there is also some unrest in a strange void small world that is also far away in the Hell Realm.

There is a vast altar in the huge void, which covers a very large area and absorbs the aura of heaven and earth.

Rather than saying that this is an altar, it might as well be likened to a special large formation, a large formation with the power of confinement!

And around the high platform of the altar, there are many powerhouses of the Fire Spirit Race, like the eyes of the formation, constantly urging the formation of the altar.

Although these creatures of the Fire Spirit Clan look very similar to the Human Clan, they have fiery red skin all over their bodies, even somewhat translucent, as if they can see the vein patterns on their arms and limbs.

And at the very center, there is a peerless and alluring woman.

It's just that this woman was trapped in the very center of the altar, and there seemed to be a barrier of yin and water around her, which made her suffer so much that she looked like she was dying and at the end of her battle.

But even so, the amazingness of the woman is something that people will never forget once they see her. The temperament and demeanor of a real superior is even more incomparable!

But at this moment, not far from the enchantment of the altar, there was a powerful elderly figure, looking at the woman, he couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

"Fire Lord, why are you obsessed with this? Because you have fallen to such a point in the battle ten thousand years ago, it is useless to hold the origin of the god king."

"Instead of this, it's better to complete my family. As long as you hand over your origin, I won't hurt you, and I will naturally save your life."

The old man pondered for a moment, then spoke lightly.

This person is a high-ranking figure of the Fire Spirit Clan, who has the cultivation base of the middle stage of a true immortal, and is the leader who guards this altar space.

And according to the old man's name for the peerless and alluring woman, one can clearly know that the woman should be the former Huoli God King——Lou Zining without guessing!
But see, but regarding the words of the old man of the Fire Spirit Tribe, even though the Qingcheng woman was pale and extremely weak, she couldn't help but smile from the corner of her mouth.

And this smile is naturally extremely sarcastic and self-deprecating.

"It's in vain that I, Lou Zining, once showed such kindness to your Fire Spirit Clan, but now it has come down to such a point, it's sad and ridiculous."

"I want my God King origin, unless I die!"

Although Lou Zining's voice was weak, it was still extremely cold, and her beautiful eyes were still clear with endless killing intent.

Ever since Mo Lingxuan died in the imperial battle nearly ten thousand years ago, she was defeated miserably and was severely injured by the siege, so that her cultivation had regressed to only the holy realm, and she escaped by chance.

But after that, he was captured and imprisoned by the race that he once supported, and he was trapped for thousands of years, just to get his own god-king origin
At any rate, because she, Lou Zining, was originally the most pinnacle god-king existence in the heavens and myriad realms, even if her cultivation base was regressed, but her origin was still there, it would be difficult for the Fire Spirit Clan to achieve their goals.

But for thousands of years, she, Lou Zining, has been in pain
(End of this chapter)