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Chapter 170 169. Never regret your move, Demon Mother Pilan (8.1K words - big chapter, please subscribe)

Ancestor Ning Xin felt the hand that embraced his shoulder naturally, and said lightly: "You already know what I said just now, and you have promised it, why don't you let go?"

Song Yan glanced at the garden below the secret realm, and many members of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan were coming one after another. With their abilities, they could see the intimate behavior of Song Yan and Ancestor Ning Xin from a distance, as if they were right in front of them.

He asked: "Is it etiquette?"

Ancestor Ning Xin raised his hand and gently brushed Song Yan's fingertips.

Song Yan let go.

The Ningxin Patriarch said calmly: "Of course it is etiquette. What I said is known only to you, me and the Patriarch in the clan, and the younger generation does not know. If you are so close to me, what do the younger generations think?

It is against ethics, and the clan will no longer be a clan. This is not good for the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, so... Don't be presumptuous in front of outsiders in the future."

Song Yan stood up, said "I understand", and was about to leave, but the ancestor's high and indifferent voice came from behind.

"You are right next to me."

Song Yan did not say much, and sat down opposite her again, raised his hand to grab the spiritual tea, and began to brew tea for the Ningxin Patriarch.

Ancestor Ning Xin glanced at him and explained, "The little ones are looking for Taoist partners to continue the bloodline of our ancient clan. You don't have to waste time playing children's games with them."

Song Yan smiled and said, "Then the ancestor is going to continue my bloodline personally?"

Ancestor Ning Xin was stunned for a moment, and then said lightly, "I remember that Ancestor Yan Zhang once made a 500-year agreement with you.

Five hundred years, from practicing Xuan to Shenying, is really difficult.

But if you can succeed within 500 years, I will continue your bloodline for you, so what's the harm?"

Song Yan glanced at the green-clothed goddess.

Charming, cold.

The opposite sex body of the superior exudes a natural charm that makes the inferior unable to help himself and confused.

Especially after the words "I will continue your bloodline", it makes people's hearts beat wildly, and they only want to do their best to complete her requirements, and then merge with that delicate body.

If an ordinary cultivator receives this aura, he will think about it day and night, and even lose the heart to practice, until he dies of lovesickness.

Even Song Yan's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated at this moment, so fast that not only was his desire surging, but he also became extremely vigilant.

He was not vigilant against Ancestor Ning Xin, because the latter most likely really thought he was Feng Chengzi who had escaped death and took over his body.

He was vigilant about Ancestor Ning Xin's attitude.

As the closest existence to Yin Yang Xuan Long, and Yin Yang Xuan Long is said to be the placenta of the ancestors who conceived the ancestral vein secret realm, is Ancestor Ning Xin's dedication to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan really her own wish?

If so, how could she give birth to a child for the younger generation in order to make the Wuxiang Ancient Clan have another powerful master?

Song Yan put himself in her shoes and thought that Ancestor Ning Xin's behavior was completely a "sacrifice for the family, self" behavior.

At this moment, he did not deny his naked desire for this powerful woman, but he also began to think.

The black tea in his hand was cold and curling. After brewing a cup, he held it in front of the Ningxin Patriarch.

The green-clothed goddess took it gently, took a sip politely and put it down, then raised her snow-white neck, crossed her legs, and ignored the aggressive gaze of the young man in front of her.

She released her breath a little, and the young people could not bear it.

It is the rule of heaven and earth that yin and yang chase each other. When the yin of the upper level appears, the yang of the lower level will always be unable to help but admire it. What's more, she, the yin, said something like "I am willing to continue her bloodline", and the power can be imagined.

The little guy in front of him did not rush over immediately, show his courtesy, and make a vow, which is already a very good character.

Song Yan brewed another cup for himself and drank it quietly.

The tea was cool and poured on the hot seven emotions and six desires, and he did not restrain it.

This is the true self, this is the true love, why should it be strangled?

If you regard the seven emotions and six desires as thieves, sneak around, and are timid and frightened, why not throw away the cause and effect and reincarnate directly? Why do you still want to cultivate the mysterious?

"Brother Xiongjia, you have been out for training in recent years and have never returned. You know that this clan..."

"No need to say more, I already know that there is another genius in the clan. This is also a good thing. How can a single flower be compared with the spring in the garden?"

After saying this, the man smiled faintly, without any meaning of "one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers".

He is the genius of this generation, Tang Xiongjia.

However, at the age of only two hundred, he has already stabilized the middle stage of the Purple Mansion. This time he returned to participate in the family gathering just to seek the family's Purple Mansion secret method - "Hundred Phases of Birth and Death".

While he was talking, he stepped into the ancestral secret realm. After a group of people saluted, he looked left and right, trying to find the genius who was said to be more talented than him.

But all he saw were either familiar people or unfamiliar youngsters, until. He looked up unintentionally and saw the ancient pavilion halfway up the mountain.

In the pavilion, the goddess in green looked down.

Tang Xiongjia hurriedly bowed his head, raised his fist, and bowed from a distance.

But when he looked unintentionally, he saw a young man sitting next to the goddess in green.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Tang Xiaokong, leaning closer and asking, "Third Uncle."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Xiaokong said, "Xiongjia, the one you are looking for is the one you just saw."

Tang Xiongjia: ? ? ?

He was stunned for a moment, greatly shocked.

The divine infants of the Zi Mansion are separated by a chasm, and it is much more difficult to break through than when Jiang Gong entered the Zi Mansion. That ancestor is the ancestor of the Zhen Clan, how could she bring a junior with her?

Is this to be taught personally?

There is no precedent, right?

Why? !

Tang Xiaokong looked at his stunned look and naturally understood what the genius was thinking.

He originally planned to arrange something to make the two geniuses of his own clan as close as brothers, so as to avoid the situation of "one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers". But now Tang Xiaokong himself didn't know what to say.

Because he saw Han'er kiss his ancestor.

He saw it.

That action is so kissable!

The ancestors were all pushed down!

The ancestor who was pushed down was kissed by Han'er!

Many tribesmen below saw it.

Everyone thought Han'er was going to be beaten up and exploded, and everyone secretly said "he deserves it", but Han'er didn't fly! Not only did he not fly, but now he was sitting across from the ancestor, making a cup of tea for the ancestor, and the ancestor drank it.

What is this for?

It’s outrageous.

There may be a lot of interactions with the ancestors, but there will only be things like "ancestors' advice" and "ancestors' teachings". But how can there be such a thing as "kissing the ancestors"?

This kind of thing has never happened to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan until now!

Today they saw it.

All the old guys who came first, now even though their brains are fried and their hearts are shocked, no one will mention this matter, as if they have collective amnesia.

At this moment, another person stepped outside the door. This person was Tang Yi, who was new to Zi Mansion.

Tang Yi was polite and called the elders by their names one by one. When he saw Tang Xiaokong, he naturally asked: "Third uncle, where is Brother Han?"

Tang Xiaokong winked in the direction of the ancient pavilion on the mountainside.

Tang Yi looked over, and at this sight, he hurriedly saluted, and then looked away as if he was electrocuted, with a look of shock on his face.

Tang Xiaokong smiled and stroked his beard and nodded.

Ever since he was shocked, he had been waiting for others to ask him, "Where did Han'er go?" Then he would point out the direction, and the person would be shocked and show a "wtf" expression.

Seeing other people's shock, he felt inexplicably better.

The essence of a family gathering is that the young and old of the same family gather together. The younger generation arranges a Taoist couple, and the older generation makes an appointment to form a team and resolve conflicts among the people below at will. The resources that are being fought for are often settled here in one or two words of conversation and laughter, and then the ancestor distributes some rare mysterious fruits.

These mysterious fruits are extremely special, and most of them have the effect of "increasing life span by two to three years", but the effects are not additive.

Although the increase in life span is small, it may be able to increase a little, and everyone likes it.

Song Yan also received an apple-shaped spiritual fruit.

I ate it in one bite and felt nothing.

When the family dines, the ancestors do not need to sit at the table, and they dine freely in the ancient pavilion.

In the past, it was all one piece.

Today, Ancestor Ning Xin specially asked someone to prepare two copies.

After the special dish cooked with the heart and liver marrow of rare monster beasts was served, Song Yan took a deep breath of the aroma and glanced at the Wuxiang ancient people dining in the Ancestral Vein Garden.

The number of people is about five hundred, and this is almost all the members of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

Very few, but occupying a lot of resources.

This is the convenience brought to them by the ancestral lineage of the ancient clan and the innate soul secret technique.

From now on, Song Yan has a feeling: Maybe, he no longer needs to mingle with ordinary people, because this ancestor Ning Xin will bind him and monitor him.

Of course, ancestor Ning Xin's original intention was definitely not to "bind" and "monitor", but to hope that he, the person chosen by the ancestors, could grow up quickly and no longer have to worry about the tedious things among the little guys, and devote himself wholeheartedly to In practice.

But for Song Yan, it was "binding" and "monitoring".

Because the path that Ancestor Ning Xin wanted him to take must be what the "ancestors of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan" wanted.

At the end of this road, nine times out of ten, there is the reward he needs to pay.

Song Yan is not a freeloader. If he eats someone else's food, he will definitely have feelings. There is no problem in repaying the favor with a drop of water, but if he wants to repay the favor with his life, that won't work.

He didn't know how the reward would be paid.

Therefore, he will not take this road!

Although he won't leave, the time is ripe for him to wait.

Although it is only mature, not perfect, it is already time.

He has already sat next to the ancestor, and he has high hopes from the ancestor.

Then it's time to take action against the demon monk.

The demon monk is different from him.

Over the years, he has been cultivating, while the demon monk has been causing trouble.

The demon monk is stuck in the late stage of Zifu and cannot get out.

He also needs the Demon Monk to be complete.

He didn't get close or know much about him before, just for fear that the demon monk would notice him, but now he had to borrow a knife to kill someone.

Song Yan, imitating ancestor Ning Xin, took a light bite of the delicious demon beast liver and marrow delicacy.

The goddess in green looked at him and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Song Yan said: "I want to kill someone."

The green-robed goddess asked: "Can you kill me?"

Song Yan knew that if he shook his head and said "I can't kill him," the goddess in green would definitely say, "Why don't you practice hard? You should quickly break through the middle stage of Zifu, and then practice the "Hundred Phases of Life and Death" for me." And if he nods and says "I can kill him", the green-robed goddess will say something like "Tell me your name and I'll have someone kill him for you" or "I'll go with you" or something like that.

Song Yan was not so naive as to think that he could kill the demon monk with just a divine infant.

This was a game.

A game that the demon monk had set up for fifty years.

To kill someone, you must first see the game.

Then use the five thousand years of Wuxiang Ancient Clan to push the game.

So, Song Yan nodded and shook his head.

Ancestor Ning Xin's appetite suddenly improved. Although she was an ancestor, she was also a woman. When she said "I want to have a child for a man", she would naturally feel curious about this man and even want to test him. Only in this way could she understand whether this man was excellent and whether he was qualified to let her have a child.

But excellence or not is not entirely based on the realm of strength, but also on the person's style of doing things, heart and planning, etc.

Now, no matter who this little guy wants to kill, it must be within her control.

Obviously, her chance has come.

So, her appetite is also good.

Ancestor Ning Xin moved her hands and the plate of delicious food came to her. She opened her mouth and ate it in small bites, and asked with interest: "What do you want to do?"

Song Yan said: "I know too little, and I don't know what I want to do."

Ancestor Ning Xin said: "You say."

Song Yan asked: "Has there been any unrest in our clan in the past fifty years?"

Ancestor Ning Xin glanced at the plate in front of him.

Song Yan also picked it up.

The two talked while eating, and after eating, they ignored the juniors in the garden.

Then, in the shocked eyes of the juniors at the level of "adoptive father and mother", Song Yan climbed the ancestral mountain with Ancestor Ning Xin and strolled in the mountains and forests in late autumn.

When the party ended was no longer his business.

There was no doubt that Song Yan asked the right person.

No one in the entire Wuxiang Ancient Clan knew more about what happened in the clan than Ancestor Ning Xin, the clan ancestor.

Everything was presented to Song Yan without any secrets.

His thoughts also flew far away as the description of the Ningxin Patriarch was made.

He saw the various births, deaths, divisions and reunions that broke out in the fifteen great countries under the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, the repeated bloody fights at the Gujin Teleportation Array, the turmoil between the ancient clans brought about by "marginal politics", the confrontations between spies, and the outbreak and intensification of the Soul Threshold in the Ice Mirror Wasteland

"What is the Soul Threshold?"

Song Yan asked again.

He understood the Tumor Realm, but he did not understand the cause of the Soul Threshold.

Ancestor Ning Xin said, "It is the rule of heaven and earth."

"Rules?"

"If the sea of ​​suffering is wounded by external objects, heaven and earth will try their best to digest the object, and the soul threshold will appear at this time.

The tumor realm is its structure, and repeated attacks are also normal, until the object is finally digested, and the scab is the evil treasure.

If you want to pick the evil treasure, you must find the cause from the result and find the treasure picker. This kind of thing is usually only seen by the guardian of a clan, and my clan is the Yin Yang Xuanlong.

Before coming to the party, I had already made a divination and calculated the location of the treasure picker of the evil treasure in the Bingjing Wasteland. Today's party happened to assign tasks, let the juniors go and experience it, and invite the treasure picker quickly."

Song Yan:.

He inexplicably had a wonderful feeling of "Cangtian Transformation" in his heart.

He used to be a treasure picker and a junior.

Back then, the seven-tailed old fox must have walked with a demon, saying something like "the juniors must go and catch the treasure picker".

Just this light sentence made him feel like he was living in purgatory. He had to carefully deal with the various pursuits of the fox and wolf tribes. The outside world was a black fog to him. He could neither see clearly nor jump out. He could only do his best to deal with the present.

And there is no doubt that with the words of the Ningxin Patriarch, those treasure hunters will face the same danger as he did back then.

Before reaching the end of the soul threshold, the treasure hunters will be carefully watched, but once they reach the end of the soul threshold and start picking treasures, who knows what dangers will occur?

The danger cannot be described as a life or death. It is completely a situation of ten deaths and no life!

This is the cruelty of the Xuan Xiu world.

A man is innocent but guilty of possessing a treasure. That's all.

The ancestral mountain also has four seasons.

The pale yellow withered leaves are like old butterflies, swaying in the bleak autumn wind and falling from time to time.

The green-clothed goddess moved her long legs, her small feet seemed to be stepping on water and clouds. She glanced at the undisguised deep thoughts in the boy's eyes, and she was curious.

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She had a very clear understanding of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and used this world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces, and arranged many situations that were beneficial to the development of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

Now, what changes will this little guy make to this chessboard and what suggestions will he make?

Song Yan suddenly said, "I asked Princess Xi to convey the matter of the sacrificial fire. I wonder what the tribe thinks about it?"

The green-clothed goddess glanced at him and said, "The tribe leader has his own arrangements."

Song Yan asked, "What arrangements?"

The green-clothed goddess said, "If you want to know, practice as soon as possible. When you reach a higher level, you will naturally know. At least you have to practice the secret technique of our purple mansion "Hundred Phases of Life and Death" first, right?

You have been in the mortal world for these years. Aren't you practicing the mind of protection? I don't believe that you will leave if you don't practice it.

Since this is the case, it is already one step away. Why not make a concerted effort, calm down, and break through the middle stage of the purple mansion?"

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and connected the information in his mind one by one. He was desperately discarding those superficial phenomena to pursue the most core essence.

It has been fifty years.

The devil monk couldn't help but take action.

But these turmoils were not painful, which could only mean one thing: the demon monk was planning a bigger move.

Now, based on the description of the Ningxin Patriarch, he roughly knew that the most chaotic place of the "Ancient Wuxiang Clan" was actually at the border where it intersected with the "Ancient Night King Clan".

The cause of this turmoil was the civil strife of the "Ancient Night King Clan".

It's funny to say that a clan's civil strife is not uncommon, and it happened in the Ancient Night King Clan.

As its neighbor, the attitude of the Ancient Wuxiang Clan is "as long as they don't burn the fire over here, let them toss around in their own nests, anyway, their own resources are enough, and there is no need to encroach on other people's land."

But the time of the civil strife was exactly in these fifty years.

And the Ice Realm Soul Threshold, although leaning towards the Ancient Wuxiang Clan, is also bordering the Ancient Night King Clan.

Add to that the demon baby sacrifice of the Snow Country.

Things that seem to be unrelated are geographically concentrated in one place, and are also connected to the ancient teleportation array.

Since you can't see clearly, just hit the fatal place first.

Song Yan suddenly looked at the Ningxin Patriarch and said, "Ancestor, do me a favor."

Ningxin Patriarch smiled and said, "Why didn't you say ancestor when you kissed me just now?"

Song Yan said, "I said ancestor, it's so sweet."

Ningxin Patriarch:.

She sighed and said unhappily, "I've never seen a junior as bold as you. Tell me, what's the favor?"

Song Yan said seriously, "Help me build momentum, and say that the Snow Country Fire Demon Sect should move to the west to give them a better place for Xuanqi. Of course, it's not so easy for a big sect to move, so give them three years to prepare, and they must move after three years."

Ningxin Patriarch was stunned and said, "You are forcing them to speed up the sacrifice."

Song Yan said, "No! I'm forcing the people behind them to speed up the action."

"The people behind them?"

Ningxin Patriarch looked thoughtful.

Song Yan said, "I will have more or less grievances in the process of taking over the body. The people behind them are probably the enemies I have to kill."

Ningxin Patriarch suddenly had a thought and raised his hand.

A shadow appeared beside the two of them.

This was obviously the method of the Divine Infant.

The shadow was dressed in a golden robe and had a majestic face. It was Tang Xiaoxuan, the patriarch of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

Ancestor Ning Xin and the shadow of Tang Xiaoxuan confronted each other slightly, and it was obvious that he had told him everything.

Tang Xiaoxuan looked at Song Yan and said calmly: "Before you took over the body, you were the ancestor of our clan. You must have had a great opportunity to return to our clan. Now with your genius, I will give you this position sooner or later.

It doesn't hurt to tell you.

This matter of the Snow Country was condoned by me.

I am waiting for them to sacrifice the demon baby, and then put the demon baby into the evil weapon.

According to the speed of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect and the materials exchanged by Mu Lieyang, it should take at least ten years to complete the sacrifice. You bastard If he moves within three years, it will cost him his life, and mine too.

Although the evil weapon is not as powerful as the evil treasure, it is not bad in fighting. However, if you get the demon baby and refine it, it will be even more powerful.

But then again, you said there are people behind this matter, that is, the Night King Ancient Clan is also involved. Could it be that some old villain in the Night King Ancient Clan has made an enemy of you and is also coveting this thing?

That's right, if you can refine it, then take advantage of the situation to enter the Ice Realm Soul Threshold to seize the evil treasure, It's a good plan. "

Song Yan shook his head and said respectfully: "Clan leader, I just felt something was wrong, so I wanted to take a look."

Tang Xiaoxuan was also a decisive person, and said: "Okay, then spread it out, saying that I plan to let the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect move within three years, but whether to officially notify it, I will see. "

Song Yan showed admiration and praised: "You are worthy of being the clan leader!"

Tang Xiaoxuan laughed and looked at the Ningxin ancestor next to him, and said with a smile: "Look, look, it must be the reincarnation of the old monster, there is no mistake, haha."

Ningxin ancestor also looked at Song Yan speechlessly and said: "Okay, now the clan leader has agreed to what you want to do, you should be content and follow me to practice here, right?"

Song Yan said: "Ancestor, give me five years, five years later, I will be honest by your side, and I will not come out until I break the divine infant! But if you don't give me these five years, I will be hard to be content!"

He has a plan in mind.

If he still can't take down the demon monk after five years of action, then it doesn't mean that he can't defeat the demon monk. During this time, he must have exposed his identity. At this time, he ran to the side of the Ningxin ancestor, just to let the Ningxin ancestor be his bodyguard.

The Ningxin ancestor looked at him, slightly exuding the aura of a high-ranking woman, but the latter looked clear and had no doubts.

The Ningxin ancestor nodded slowly.

Song Yan looked at Tang Xiaoxuan and said solemnly: "Clan leader, this matter may be very complicated, you should be careful."

Tang Xiaoxuan smiled faintly and said: "You are going to the Snow Country. I just happened to be staring at the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold recently, so I will go with you.

It can be regarded as protecting you, and it can also be regarded as going to see what kind of demons and monsters dare to jump in front of me behind the scenes?"

Song Yan said: "Then I'll trouble the clan leader."

At some point, a rumor spread.

It is said that all the sects of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect will be transferred to a better Xuanmai in the west in three years.

Other sects were fine, as they had long been tired of the ice and snow of the Snow Country, but Mu Lieyang was stunned.

The accumulation of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect over the generations was all here, and it was about to be accomplished!

Move? How to move? Where to move?

After moving, everything would be empty!

He used all his connections to investigate the authenticity of the information, and the result was: it was very likely to be true!

The words of the ancient clan were just like the imperial decree of the king, and which sect below dared not obey?

This rumor is a sword!

A sword hanging above Mu Riyang's head!

He knew that the sword would fall, but he didn't know when it would fall.

He was crazy with thoughts, and there was only one word in his mind - drag! !

As long as he could hold it off for twenty years, no, even ten years, he would be sure to complete the sacrifice in ten years, allowing himself to become a true ghost infant, thus stepping into the realm of the divine infant!

If he becomes a divine infant, the worst he can do is switch to the Ancient Night King Clan! The world is so big, how can it not accommodate him?

This sword was not only hanging above Mu Liyang's head, but also hanging above one person's head.

This man is the Insect King, or the Demon Monk!

"Delay it at all costs. If I don't come, you won't be able to make plans for the Wuxiang Ancient Clan."

"I know, I know!"

After a brief conversation between the Demon Monk and the suffering seaman, he gritted his teeth and returned to the Bilan Two-Headed Zerg Clan.

Over the years, it has used its own ability to bewitch, fanning the flames everywhere, successfully planting thorns in the hearts of many monks, and planting enough "bombs" in this land, especially the ancient Night King clan.

Although the thorn he planted was a temptation, the real dispute caused by the temptation was real cause and effect.

It is difficult to untie the knot of cause and effect!

The dispute between the Night King's ancient clan is the masterpiece of his painstaking efforts.

Of course, he did not dare to enter the ancient tribe directly, but he was able to find ways to attack those ancient tribesmen who came through the "Qianlong Club". The ancient Night King tribe closest to the teleportation array had the most people, and the most people were attacked.

In order to allow more ancient tribesmen to enter the land of Kuching, it tried every means to arrange many opportunities for the monks in Kuching. It also created many rare treasures and gave away many monsters and beasts, as well as precious spiritual flowers and spiritual grass.

Thanks to its tireless efforts, there are more and more talents in Kuching, and the scale of "Qianlong Club" is getting bigger and bigger.

It is tempting more and more ancient people.

The ancient Night King clan, this clan’s talents are all at night.

The night is quiet, and some people in the clan are extremely fond of tranquility and advocate asceticism.

The other part thinks about having fun and spending the long nights in endless luxury.

In the past, when the Lingbo Ancient Clan was oppressing them, they worked together. However, since the Lingbo Ancient Clan was wiped out by them more than a thousand years ago, the contradiction in mentality between the two sides has gradually emerged.

The Ancient Night King Clan includes monks like Ye Fu who "draw the ground as a prison and announce that a certain female cultivator is his woman", and there are also ascetic monks who are like bats who are silent in the darkness and do not like noise, who put an end to desires and are as dead as a dead person.

The two parties naturally dislike each other, but because they are from the same clan, this dislike cannot become a dispute.

The demon monk became the opportunity for this dispute.

It wasn't a big deal at first, it was just you scolding me and I hit you, but gradually it got involved in the question of "who is strong and who is weak, who is right and who is wrong".

Whenever it comes to "who is right and who is wrong", it is a battle between Tao and heart.

The battle between Tao and heart is going to break your head!

The ascetic sect calls the enjoyment sect a waste, and practicing while enjoying is the wrong path of cultivation. This will delay the development of the ancient Night King clan and make the juniors weaker and weaker!

The enjoyment sect scolded the ascetic sect for wasting their good time and not achieving any real skills in cultivation.

The two sides agreed to fight, and whoever wins will be right.

In this duel, it doesn't matter who wins or loses. What matters is that brothers are fighting against each other, and trouble has arisen!

The Demon Monk watched happily. It wanted to wait for the Night King Ancient Clan to be in chaos, and then it would form a general trend and slowly crush the Wuxiang Ancient Clan as a neighboring country.

After realizing that he could not step into the land of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and could not kill the little thief whose real name was Song Yan, the Demon Monk decided to use his power to kill him!

It will push the flames of war away completely.

It wants to fish in troubled waters!

And the existence of the Sea of ​​Bitterness comes through sacrifice, which will completely detonate the war!

It knows what that person is capable of.

If it and the Demonic Infant are said to be extraterrestrial demons that exist in the obsessional layer of the sea of ​​suffering, then that person is the person who exists in the corrupted thoughts layer.

Outside, she is called the Nine-Son Demon Mother.

Nine sons were sacrificed, and a mother came!

As the most important link of the Snow Country Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, it is also a link under the eyes of the Demon Mother. Nothing can happen to it at all. Once something happens, its plan will be ruined.

So, the demon monk decided to take a little risk.

It is an extraterrestrial demon that can theoretically bewitch any existence.

Its realm is at the late stage of Zifu, so it is not hopeless to bewitch the divine infant of its own clan.

It wants to start a war in advance and take action in advance!

The Buddhist scriptures once said: Just like the blue wind, it shakes the whole earth.

Wind disasters blow out life and the sun, plunging the world into eternal darkness.

The two-headed Pilanjiao insect clan, although they are insects.

But when the insect is twisted up, it is like a big black wind.

The strongest among them is the ancestor of his clan——Pilan Po.

Pilampo has not taken action for a long time, and no one knows its realm.

But the insect king knows

Because there is a natural connection between the king of a clan and the ancestor.

And Pilan Po happened to have revealed her own realm in front of the Insect King recently - she is still in the early stage of the Divine Infant, and she is stuck. She cannot speak to outsiders to avoid being taken advantage of.

Therefore, the demon monk decided to take action.

It tried its best to use its power to confuse Pilan Po, causing her to have a strong hatred for the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. For this reason, he arranged many grievances between his own clan and the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

Taking these grievances as an opportunity to pry open Pilanpo's defenses bit by bit.

At this time, there are still two years and three months left before the three-year period.

And the demon monk succeeded.

It looked at the strong killing intent emanating from Vilanpo's body, which was the killing intent towards the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

"Insect King, please select your clansmen and send them through the ancient teleportation array. The Wuxiang Ancient Clan is bullying too much!"

"Yes!"

The demon monk breathed a sigh of relief.

After it left, Vilanpo stood in the dark, suddenly showing a strange smile, and spread his hands. The monstrous poisonous insects mixed with three-color magical powers merged with the heaven and earth, like a big black wind really descending, covering the sky and the sun.

This. How can it be the early stage of the divine infant?

The young people who have a lifespan of one or two thousand years naturally don't know that there is a reason why the Vilan two-headed arrogant insect clan can stand at the top of the mountain and sea monster clan.

The reason is not the insect king, but it.