"boom--"

Late at night, a heavy sound as heavy as thunder spread throughout the demon clan. For a moment, most of the luck of the demon clan gathered over the demon spirit abyss and was swallowed by the whale in the abyss. At this moment, he had already broken through the realm and reached the thirteenth realm, and just broke through the realm and was already at the peak of the thirteenth realm!

In fact, the Demon Ancestor is helpless. The Demon Clan's luck is really so much. If there are more, his beloved disciple may have already been in the 14th realm when he comes out of seclusion. A 14th realm monster with the Great Dao and the Great Dao is close to fire will be a nightmare for the human race. It can not only crush this human race in the world, but also kill to the upper realm, subvert all the gods in the eternal secret realm, slaughter the entire sea of ​​heaven, and strait the Confucian literary forest, military ancestral courtyard, Taoist ancestral courtyard, etc., in the sky and under, the demon clan is the only one!

"Yuan."

The demon ancestor narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You can go to Panyun Mountain and start a big battle so that my Man Yuan'er can kill the champion Hou and hone his skills."

"yes."

Yu Ni smiled with a fist and said, "I'll go here."

...

Late at night, the snowy sky pool, the villa on the top of the mountain.

Tianran was in front of him, Lin Zhao took off his sword and looked at the fiery red north with a complex expression. He also heard the news one by one.

"What's going on?"

Lin Zhao frowned and said, "What a strong sense of hot oppression. Is there a big monster from the demon clan born?"

“No, but very similar.”

Feng Zhi frowned and said, "A great demon has reached the peak of the Thirteenth level."

"ah?"

As a martial artist, Mu Zuo felt more slower and said, "No, there will be such a big noise when breaking the realm to the thirteenth realm? Yu Nu, Ning Yuansheng, and Lu Wu did not have such a big noise when breaking the realm..."

"Maybe it's because it's a demon king."

Shu Zhi said: "Sir, the celestial phenomena are quite a bit serious this time. Maybe something big might really happen."

"knew."

Lin Zhao said in a deep voice: "In the snowy sky, we should strengthen our vigilance and respond to the challenge at any time."

"yes!"

He stood up with his sword and headed straight to the first sword-Zheng Tower. Before he arrived, he saw the figure in white robe and silver armor standing on the roof of the sword-Zheng Tower.

"Brother Huo."

Lin Zhao stood on the red leaves of the flying sword, held his fists and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Is the thirteenth level demon king of the demon clan suddenly born?"

"Um."

Huo Piaoyao nodded and said, "The road is close to fire, and the demonic energy is soaring to the sky. It's really amazing. One of the two trump cards of the demon clan, judging from this posture, it should be coming to me."

“…”

Lin Zhao was a little worried and asked: "Can Tianchi in the Snowland do something for Zhenjian Tower?"

“No need.”

Huo Piaoyao frowned and looked at the ancient sword behind Lin Zhao's back. He couldn't help but smile and shook his head. If the thirteenth level peak demon king came, he could only block it himself. No one else could do it, and Lin Zhao wouldn't be able to help, unless he could draw out the sword again, but... forget it, for people like Lin Zhao, the world and the righteous way should not sacrifice him again. There is no such reason in the world.

What's more, the sword was silent, and no one knew if it could be pulled out again.

"Lin Zhao."

Huo Piaoyao said in a deep voice: "Just go back and guard the Tianchi Lake in the Snowland, don't worry about other things. Confucianism, military strategists, and Mohism are naturally responsible for everything."

"yes!"

Lin Zhao nodded and turned around.

...

In the early morning, a large number of demon clan troops rushed into the Panyun Mountain area, densely packed. At first glance, there were flags of the demon clan's ancestral mountain everywhere.

"The demon clan has increased its troops."

On the cliff of Beishan, Lin Zhao looked into the distance and said, "How much has it increased? I can't see it."

Shu Zhi said: "Now there are already ten military tents. We have just received a letter from Feiyu from the East. The demon clan has also increased its troops. Five hundred thousand iron cavalry are ready to move. They may go south to attack the two sword towers near Guxian Pass at any time."

Lin Zhao nodded. What else can I do at this time?

At this time, two beautiful figures came from behind, one was Shen Xingchen and the other was Leng Yan.

"Ayan, Xingchen."

Lin Zhao turned around and looked solemn. At this moment, the sound of war drums from the demon clan came from afar behind him. The drum sound soared into the sky, causing the entire snowy Tianchi Lake to shake slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Leng Yan was slightly stunned, and rushed to the edge of the cliff with his sword. Looking at the big movement in the north, he was shocked: "The monster race has a big movement."

"Um."

Lin Zhao nodded and said, "It is estimated that the battle between the demon clan and the human race will begin soon. However, their target this time is not the Snowy Tianchi, but the eleven sword towers, so the front line will be particularly wide. Xingchen, Ayan, please send an order quickly to let the Feiyue Knights and Shengtian's main force come to the Northern Region. Now the resources on other maps can be put aside, and try to add a little more advantage to the human race."

"Um!"

Shen Xingchen, Leng Yan immediately lowered her head and sent an order.

At this time, other guilds also learned that they were probably mobilizing people. The game mechanism of this "Tianxia" is different from the previous Yueheng series. There is no legendary "version activity" at all, nor any unified large-scale tasks. Instead, the whole world is running in an orderly manner, with opportunities and challenges, and whether you can meet them depends entirely on yourself. Those who have insights into the opportunity may eat a lot, while those who know it later may have no chance to drink soup.

Soon after, a large number of players flocked to the snow ridge area and immediately dispersed. There were countless players along the entire snow ridge.

...

Afternoon.

Many players have taken the initiative to fight with the demon clan. Many people are excited but return in a mess. The level and combat power of the demon clan unit can often surprise players and teach players to be a human being. This game, known as the second world, does not consider the emotions of the players at all. In this world, it is your ability to live like you. Don’t complain, it’s useless to complain.

Just when players were in a panic of three or five, and some even dropped a lot of equipment, outside the North Mountain, a young man limped up the mountain with a hiking pole. He was wearing a red short shirt, his clothes were very torn, and there were also signs of the stick slaughter. One of his legs seemed to be broken, covered in scars and dirty, as if he was rolling out of mud and blood.

"Plop!"

The boy knelt directly in front of the snowy Tianchi camp and could not get up for a long time.

"Demon Clan?"

A sixth-level cavalryman sneered and pressed his spear against the boy's throat, saying, "How dare the demon clan come to the Snowy Tianchi Lake to seek death?"

The boy's eyes were full of tears, but his bones were very hard. He gritted his teeth and said, "The demon clan cannot tolerate me. If the human clan cannot tolerate me, then kill me. Anyway, it's not interesting to live."

A general turned over and dismounted, wearing a military armor, with a strong fist spirit flowing all over his body. It was Xiang Ji. He frowned, pushed away the spear of the cavalry and said lightly: "As a demon clan, what are you doing in the Tianchi Lake in the Snowland? What are the demon clan's works?"

The boy's eyes were red and he said, "I am a deserter..."

"deserter?"

Xiang Ji raised his eyebrows: "The deserter in that military tent? Why don't you go back to the world of the demon clan? What are you doing here?"

The boy was tearful: "I don't want to kill. I just want to go back to my hometown to serve my mother and learn to read and write with my husband. But they are chasing me. As long as I return to the world of the demon clan, even my mother will be killed by them..."

"snort!"

Xu Sheng held a battle knife and sneered: "Bad meat plan?"

"Just a mere three-level little demon."

Xiang Ji frowned and said, "Is there any trick to let the eleventh realm sword immortal Feng Zhi take a look?"

“That’s right.”

Not long after, Wu Zhi came in person, looked through the young man's Genge and said, "It's just a little demon in the third realm. What should I do if I kill it with one sword? You can do it yourself. In short, don't make any mistakes. You can concentrate on drawing talismans in the villa on the top of the mountain, so there is no need to disturb him."

"knew."

Mu Qian frowned, but was still unsure, so he pulled the janitor Tang Guangjun over and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Tang, I know you have always been hiding your weakness. In fact, it is very likely that you are the Great Sword Immortal of the Military Academy. Look at this kid's realm?"

"Three realms?"

Tang Guangjun looked carefully and then: "Can this be fake?"

"snort!"

Mu Qi grinned and said, "Don't worry about his level, kill him with one punch!"

“…”

Xiang Ji frowned: "This kid is a tough guy. Anyway, his realm is low. After all, our human race is not the beasts of the demon race. Why not... let him go to the Heshen Temple to help with short-term work and get him a bite? After the war is over in the future, just send him out."

Mu Zuo glanced at him, gathered voices and said, "Okay, then leave this matter to you. What's the problem with this kid? I'm asking you about Xiang Ji."

"Know."

Xiang Ji said in a heart-warming voice: "I will stare at him and make sure that everything is foolproof."

...

Ghosts destroy the world, and pine trees are withered.

A wisp of blood flowed along the river water. On the banks of the river, the figure of the Mo family sword cultivator Xu Zhan suddenly jumped out. If he had not prepared a boundary-breaking formation this time, he would have died. He looked up to the west, but he could not escape. Otherwise, what would Lin Wanhua, Su Yuejiu and others do? There are so many big monsters who are hunting, and there are thirteen realms Ning Yuansheng in charge, so they will definitely die.

Hundreds of miles away, the lower reaches of the Kusong River.

A beautiful figure in white clothes, better than snow, passed by the sword. It was Lin Wanhua, the lord of the Great Wall of Fusu. The sword light in her hand raised, and immediately carried a whole tributary of Kusong River in mid-air, hanging on the sky like a train. Then several swords were drawn. For a moment, the water luck machine of the entire tributary was cut by her.

But at this moment, a cold light burst out behind Lin Wanhua. It was no one else who controlled this blazing sword light, but Lin Wanhua's old opponent, the Dragon Zheng, the twelve-level sword cultivator of the Demon Clan!

"snort!"

Lin Wanhua turned into a sword light and hit Long Zheng's body to force her to force her to be strong!

But just in the flash of lightning, a red palm print fell in the air, and a great monk of the Thirteenth Realm Demon Clan slammed at Lin Wanhua's head. Then, two waters in the river surged up like dry vines, binding Lin Wanhua's feet and ankles. On the other side, a demon woman in a white long skirt raised her arms and waved out more than ten real feathers.

Four big monsters joined forces to surround Lin Wanhua!
Chapter completed!