The Art of the Great Sword

Soon, Tu Peng strode over, his eyes flashing, "I found a total of five forces, but only three were willing to cooperate with us. In the end, only the Liu family succeeded in doing this. This is the benefit of being well prepared."

The other demon saints immediately smiled and said, "My lord is wise."

"Next, I will lead the team to attack the city for the second time. As for the matters inside the city, I will leave it to you. I will give you one day to break the seal."

Tu Peng said word by word, "The strong ones on our side are not brought by the strong wind. Every loss of one is a blow to us. Therefore, we must fight quickly. Once the seal is released and the Green Feather Demon Saint is released, then Our mission is accomplished.”

"When the Qingyu Demon Saint comes out, he will definitely kill all those humans!"

The demon saint was very excited and said, "Put it on me, sir."

"good."

Tu Peng nodded, turned and left here.

The demon saint hooked his fingers, and immediately, several demon kings came over and stood beside him.

Under their feet, a terrifying formation is carved. The lines are profound and mysterious. This is the formation that the demon clan has worked hard to create. Its real purpose is to allow their souls to mix with those of the mountains. The monks exchanged.

Those monks are indeed from the human race. No matter who comes to investigate, they will not reveal their secrets.

But their purpose is just to blend into the mountains, and the rest has to be left to this group of monsters.

Before those monks entered the Juetian Mountains, extremely tiny seeds were planted deep in their souls. Once the demon clan activated the formation, the seeds took root and sprouted, exchanging with the souls of the demon clan.

In short, that group of monks will be taken over by the souls of the demons. Once this happens, the ones who really blend into the mountains will become human monks with the souls of the demons.

After doing all this, they will proceed with the plan.

As the formation surged, the souls of the demon clan left their bodies and, after a series of shuttles, merged into the bodies of the monks.

In the Juetian Mountains, several monks looked at each other, as if confirming the success of the plan. After the confirmation was completed, a strange look appeared in their eyes, and the corners of their mouths curled up.

"Sir, you can take action now."

One of the monks lowered his voice.

"Walk."

The demon saint at the head was now in the body of a young man. He stretched his body and said lightly, "This body is too weak. At most, it only has the strength to enter the realm of princes for the first time, so we must remember not to have sex with anyone. Conflict, put the plan first.”

"yes."

The other monks nodded repeatedly.

"Have you seen this golden wall behind you? This is the Holy Bell of Heavenly Mansion, an extremely powerful superior holy realm spiritual weapon. If we hadn't found someone to bring us in, it would have been difficult to break in even by force."

The demon saint grinned, "But now, everything is ready. All we have to do is destroy the foundation of a few spiritual patterns, and the plan can proceed smoothly."

"Well, what are your identities? You've been hanging around here for a long time."

Several monks gathered together and quickly attracted the attention of the patrol. At that moment, two people came over and asked the names of the monks.

Those who can enter the Juetian Mountains to practice are either disciples of the Fang family or outsiders working for the Fang family, which is equivalent to a semi-closed situation.

And when the war started and Su Luochuan covered the sky with the Tianfu Holy Bell, the Juetian Mountain Range was completely sealed. People inside were required to go out and people from outside to come in, requiring extremely strict procedures, special times, and special rules.

The demon saint remained calm and quickly smiled, "Sir, we are relatives of Guanshi Zhang. We have been here for several months and have been practicing in the periphery."

It is not uncommon for some people to use their power for personal gain.

In normal times, these patrols wouldn't bother you at all, they would just make sure your identity is OK, but it's different now.

"Send me your identity and I'll check."

The patrol said coldly.

Helplessness flashed in the eyes of several other demon kings, and they looked at the demon saint. Just as he was about to speak, the world suddenly trembled violently, and terrifying air waves exploded in the void outside the Tianfu Holy Bell, forming a flower. Giant dark clouds.

Although it was shrouded by the Holy Bell of Tianfu, the terrifying energy still swept across like a strong wind. Huge waves hit the shore and hit this side hard. Several people's bodies were unsteady and staggered.

"Is there a war?"

The patrol team shouted lowly, "Forget it, you guys, please pay more attention and don't wander around. Don't cause trouble during the critical period, otherwise you will be expelled from the Juetian Mountains."

"yes!"

The demon saint immediately nodded, feeling a sense of joy in his heart.

It seems that the adults are moving very quickly and are already covering themselves.

If this fails, how can you face the adults again?

After watching the patrol team leave, the demon saint smiled ferociously, "My lord, we have already taken action. Time is running out, so hurry up. Let's go find the sealed spiritual pattern node."

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The three major cities were all involved in fierce battles at this moment.

Daomen guards Chiri City, Su Luochuan guards Tianya City, and Fang Qingyang guards Mingyue City, but this time, Fang Qingyang has several powerful assistants around him.

Fang Chen, Murong Jiu, Old Ye, Xia Yan and others all stood on the city wall.

There is also Li Mingyi, who was specially sent by Su Luochuan to help Fang Qingyang, because his bow and arrow can play a decisive role at critical moments.

"Today, the demon clan's offensive is quite abnormal."

Murong Jiu narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "You said they were attacking with all their strength, but they were also holding back. You said they were just attacking tentatively. It's really not right that so many strong men are on the battlefield together."

He usually led troops to fight and fought on the battlefield for decades. He had mastered the enemy's psychology to perfection. He realized something was wrong just half an hour after the battle started.

"So, Uncle Murong, what do you think their purpose is?"

Fang Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he spoke word by word.

Murong Jiu looked back at the Juetian Mountains in the distance covered by the Tianfu Holy Bell, and pondered, "How is the defense of this Tianfu Holy Bell? If they send the demons to attack from the rear, can they resist it?"

"No problem, the Tianfu Holy Bell is a superior holy realm spiritual weapon. It is difficult to destroy it purely by brute force."

Fang Qingyang said.

"What if it doesn't rely on brute force? Can you get in?"

Murong Jiu asked again.

Fang Qingyang suddenly fell silent. He immediately looked up at a direct descendant of the Fang family behind him. He had seldom participated in the affairs of the Fang family recently, so he didn't know much.

"Our defense has been very tight recently. Only some managers holding passes and selling resources can enter and exit freely. No one else is allowed."

The Fang family disciple was under great pressure and answered quickly.

"It's over."

Fang Qingyang's face condensed.

In a special period, can this be considered strict?

As long as they are willing, there are too many ways.

Coupled with the abnormal behavior of the demon clan, the result is obvious.