Chapter 43
Inside the sect.

"What do you plan to do with this demon clan?" In the sect, the white cat looked at the blood demon clan that was already lying on the ground, sealed like rice dumplings, and said.

"This is a bargaining chip, which is reserved for negotiating with the demons." Jiang Lian said. "Can't move him yet."

"Didn't you say that killing is the best solution?"

Jiang Lian glanced at the white cat.

killed?
Isn't that stupid.

Strategies vary from time to time.

If you kill this person, when the Demon Sect and the Demon Realm unite, then provoking a war between immortals and demons will really push the Eastern Territory's immortal gate into the fire pit.

"You're right, but for the time being, our opponent is Shifang Mozong. We have to eat every bite, and we have to do things little by little." Jiang Lian pondered for a while and said. "However, the people of the Demon Race should not have noticed it yet, but it is a good opportunity to concentrate on dealing with the Ten Fang Demon Sect."

The white cat glanced at the blood demon, "I think his strength is not as strong as expected, what's going on?"

"When the demons arrive on the mainland, their strength will be weaker. In addition, they are completely defenseless. Maybe they are too arrogant to ignore the powers of the Eastern Region." Jiang Lian snorted coldly.

"Perhaps, but we just came back, so we don't care about the movement over there?" The white cat still felt something was wrong.

"The main body will go. The avatar can't solve the matter there." Jiang Lian shook his head slightly and said.

The avatar was able to sneak attack successfully, on the one hand because the demons had no defenses, and on the other hand, because the Taiji diagram was too powerful.

Even if the demons were attacked by surprise, [-]% of their strength has not yet been revealed, but the Taiji diagram directly suppressed him firmly.

In this way, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot be displayed.

Strictly speaking, the level of the Taiji Diagram does not belong to this world anymore.

After dozens of generations of priests' sacrifices, the Zixiao Sword belongs to the category of half-step Dao weapon, but even if it is a real Dao weapon, it will not directly leapfrog to suppress a strong person in the stage of transforming gods to death.

This is enough to show that the level of the Taiji diagram is far from being as simple as it is currently seen.

It can even be stated that there are too many functions that have not yet been developed.

The strength of the avatar is not too strong. If you face a strong man like the devil, you are likely to be hit by someone in seconds.

Therefore, it is safest to go to the main body.

Of course, it would be even better if Shifang Mozong didn't intend to make a move.

It's like going in a circle.

It's just that this is just an ideal state. Although the Mozong didn't make any moves for the time being, it doesn't mean that he won't really sit idly by.

At least, for the sake of prestige, he will definitely make a move!
"The grand competition of the Zongmen is coming soon, and it is already very important to keep the avatar to watch the competition." After thinking about it, Jiang Lian said with a chuckle.

.........

It was two days ago that Jiang Lian and the white cat returned to Jiuxuanmen.

Jiang Lian's body almost arrived at the Blood Sect with Lin Ao's army.

But for the time being, he doesn't plan to make a move, if the one from the Demon Race doesn't do it.

It's just that the blood sect is not worth his shot. It is clear that he has to put a long line and catch big fish.

However, just as he arrived here, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Interesting, if you really dare to do it, then you can start the battle between immortals and demons."

.........

Here in the Blood Sect, it can be said that everything is ready. The disciples who came to inquire about the news have been cleared away from the sect.

After half a day of rest, tens of thousands of troops have been completely assembled.

One hundred thousand troops, plus an elder from the Shenjun Pavilion, and Lin Ao, the god of war in Daxia.

This is Daxia's configuration, so luxurious, it's hard to say.

However, as long as Lin Ao is around, Da Xia's military spirit will be there, able to display a combat power of 120!

With the addition of a pavilion elder, it is enough to show that Daxia attaches great importance to this time.

The army has formed a battle formation here, the momentum is shaking, and the fighting spirit is soaring.

The Blood Sect's bloody mountain protection array was faintly visible in the hazy mist. Relying on the mountains and rivers, coupled with the Blood Sect's background, the formation of the Mountain Protection Array did not know whether it could stop the Great Xia's tiger and wolf master.

"attack!"

Lin Ao gave an order, and a huge drum sounded, making a heart-pounding sound.

The combined force of 10 people slammed heavily on the mountain guard formation, and the deafening roar was heard, even the monks who were hundreds of miles away were shocked.

There was a constant rumbling sound, the mountain peak shook, and the earth trembled.

A battle formation of [-] ordinary soldiers is comparable to the strength of a strong man at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Without reservation, everyone's energy was highly integrated in the battle formation, continuously condensed, and finally formed a pitch-black giant tiger.

Roaring, holding huge claws, it landed heavily on the formation.

All of a sudden, the big formation was shaken, and blood came out of the acupoints of the disciples of the main formation, and their expressions suddenly became sluggish.

The huge phantom of the black tiger kept bombarding it.

Finally, after an hour, the formation was completely shattered amidst violent tremors.

There was a loud noise, and a thought flashed in the mind of the monk who was hundreds of miles away.

They knew that a sect was going to be completely removed from this world.

From then on, the lineage of blood cultivation passed down from Mingyuan may be cut off.

"A group of thousands of people, kill!"

The command flag of Great Summer in the air is constantly waving, it is a series of orders issued.

Thousands of people can display the strength of ordinary golden pills.

A hundred golden elixirs are enough to destroy any small sect.

The few people above did not move, they were waiting, waiting for the top powerhouse of the Blood Sect to make a move.

The army almost crushed it all the way in the form of a smashing bamboo.

Only mottled blood was seen on the ground, which added a touch of mystery and desolation to this blood sect.

But they didn't realize that the blood on the ground was drying up continuously, and finally disappeared without a trace, and they didn't know where it went.

In the main hall of the Blood Sect, two figures in the Nascent Soul stage were pinching the formula.

Soon, hundreds of disciples in the sect formed a formation, and the formation composed of monks was far better than that of ordinary soldiers.

Almost when I first came into contact with it.

Then the battle formation of several thousand people completely collapsed.

"Change formation!"

Yang Ge, who was beside Lin Ao, rushed towards the battle formation of hundreds of people after shouting loudly.

Among them are the powerhouses of the Golden Core stage. After hundreds of people have merged their strength, they can even be compared to the Nascent Soul stage.

It's just that, after all, everyone hasn't gone through too much tempering, and it can be regarded as a tie with that old man.

but.

After all, there was the support of a hundred thousand troops, and after the blessing was placed on Ge Lao, the phantoms formed by the two battle formations collided continuously, the momentum was huge and deafening.

From a monk's war to a battle between two battle formations.

This is the battle of the clan.

(End of this chapter)

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