#ninety-seven

The sealing barrier failed, and in just a few days after crossing the Akasawa River, the demon cultivator army occupied the surrounding plains and mountains for thousands of miles.

There is too much resentment near the Akasawa River, which is not conducive to monks' practice, so not many monks stay there.

Coupled with the early warning from the five major sects, the monks who originally stayed nearby had left early before the demonic cultivator army set foot there.

So far, there have been no casualties among the major sects.

In the meeting of the five major sects, the leader of the Tianyan Sect whose sect address is closest to Akasawa River looked solemn:

"Fuyuan has reached the realm of transcending tribulation, and there are still several powerful Mahayana warriors among the demon cultivators. Even if we have Taoist Master Xuanyu, the situation may not be optimistic."

The cultivation methods of demonic cultivators are destructive and sinister, but their cultivation speed is indeed much faster than that of righteous cultivators.

Three hundred years ago, the strength of the demon cultivators was stronger than that of the major sects. Although they have lost many strong men in the underworld, now that they are out of the barrier, as long as they have spiritual power and various resources, those demon cultivators will soon be

A new batch of strong men will be born.

As expected, within a few days, news came that the overall strength of the demon cultivators had been improved.

The dead spirits and resentment that have persisted for three hundred years have been floating on the Chifeng Plain, and have become the best tonic for demonic cultivators to improve their strength.

During another meeting, the leader of the Yuling Sect slapped the table and said in a harsh tone: "Are we just going to wait for those demon cultivators to take action?"

"If we don't want to repeat the mistakes of three hundred years ago, we must take the initiative this time!"

"Take the initiative? How to take the initiative?" The voice of the leader of the Miyin Sect was light, interrupting the words of the leader of the Yuling Sect.

She said calmly: "Master Xuanyu can hold off Fuyuan, and we old ones can hold off the others. What about the demon army? Should we let the disciples deal with it all?" ωωw..net

Everyone knows that those who caused the most casualties on the battlefield three hundred years ago were not the masters of the demon cultivators who were in the god-transformation stage or above.

What really caused the death of many disciples three hundred years ago was the demonic puppet army who, after being given an order, had no fear and no pain, and would not give up until they achieved their goals.

"Let all the disciples at the Golden Core stage and below stay in the sect. As long as the front line does not fall..."

In the Righteous Sect, the sect leaders and elders of several major sects debated endlessly on how to deal with demonic cultivators.

But thousands of miles away, on the plain where the demon cultivator army was stationed, it seemed much calmer.

"Your Majesty, the monks from all the major sects in the God Transformation Stage and Fusion Stage have arrived at Tianyan Sect."

The demon cultivator spies knelt down in front of Tang Jin and reported the observed changes: "Including several major cultivation families and casual cultivators, there are about three thousand cultivators in Tianyan Sect who are above the Nascent Soul stage at this time.

The number of monks above the divine transformation stage is only three hundred."

Tianyan Sect is the sect closest to the demon cultivator army. If the demon cultivator army wants to move, Tianyan Sect will be the first to face the enemy.

No matter what the righteous monks plan, in order not to fall into complete passivity, they will support Tianyan Sect at this moment and advance and retreat together with Tianyan Sect.

Listening to the numbers reported by the spies, there was not much surprise on Tang Jin's face, "It seems that even without demon cultivators, there is no peace in the world of cultivation."

The world of cultivation is not a harmonious and warm world.

In order to compete for the resources between heaven and earth, monks inevitably fight, and many monks died for this reason.

In the Taiwei sect alone, including the outer disciples, no less than a hundred disciples die every year due to going out for training.

The spy who knelt on one knee lowered his head and said nothing, waiting for Tang Jin's next order.

Suddenly, a demon cultivator sitting in the tent stood up.

"Lord Demon Lord, the monks of the Righteous Path have slowly gathered. If we wait any longer, we may lose the opportunity. Should we take action?"

As soon as the demon cultivator spoke his words, someone immediately responded:

"Yes, Your Majesty, I have been impatient for a long time. When we leave the barrier, we should go directly to the headquarters of those righteous monks!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, do it quickly!"

After all, he is a demon cultivator with a bloodthirsty nature. He has been sealed in the underworld for so many years. When he comes out, he naturally wants to kill and take revenge on those righteous cultivators.

But it had been many days since they had left the barrier, and they were still parked in the camp without even seeing the faces of the group of righteous monks.

This is really frustrating.

Tang Jin looked at the uncontrollable eagerness on the faces of those demon cultivators. After a while, his tone was lazy:

"Okay, since you guys are so active, how about you take the lead and sound the first horn of the attack?"

After hearing Tang Jin's words, those who stood up and said they wanted to mobilize the army suddenly showed joy on their faces, and they all knelt down on one knee: "I will not let the Lord Demon down!"

Tang Jin held his chin up and looked down at the kneeling demon cultivators with blood-stained eyes without emotion, "How many demon puppet troops are needed?"

Several demon cultivators looked at each other, and then one of them replied: "Ten thousand demon puppet troops are enough!"

Tang Jin raised his hand and threw a sign in front of the demon cultivator, "Go, don't let me down."

The leader of the demon cultivators picked up the sign excitedly, and after bowing to Tang Jin with several other demon cultivators, they went out excitedly with the sign.

After those demon cultivators left, the camp became completely quiet.

Almost dead silence.

Several old demon cultivators who were sitting close to Tang Jin were on the ground with their eyes closed and said nothing. The remaining people also sensed something was wrong and remained silent.

After a long time, the plain voice of the young man in black clothes on the high seat was heard in the camp: "Is there anyone else who wants to say something?"

No one spoke.

"Then let's break up." Tang Jin looked at the direction in which the demon cultivators were leaving, and said in a cold voice, "We can talk about anything else when we warriors come back."

After saying that, Tang Jin's figure turned into a black mist and disappeared.

After a moment, the demon cultivators sitting in front stood up, bowed in the direction where Tang Jin disappeared, and then left.

Seeing this, the other demon cultivators who originally planned to leave immediately followed suit and bowed respectfully before leaving the camp.

Within a day, news came back that the demon cultivators who had led the army to attack Tianyan Sect had died.

According to the reports from the front line, those high-spirited demon cultivators led their troops outside the Tianyan Sect. They were defeated by the cultivators in the Tianyan Sect without even being able to break through the sect-protecting formation, leaving no corpses behind.

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However, the 10,000 demon puppet army came back unscathed.

When the demon cultivators held another meeting, no one dared to say anything.

After the meeting ended and they returned to their respective camps, the son of an old demon cultivator couldn't help but asked the old demon cultivator: "Don't they also want to serve Lord Demon Lord? Why is this?"

Old Mo Xiu glanced at him, and then asked him an irrelevant question: "Have you seen Qing Ji in the past few days?"

Qingji? The young demon cultivator frowned, "No."

The old demon cultivator stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, "You know? Our lord is not one of those mortal emperors in the mortal world. What he needs is not ministers who can assist him, nor does he need others to tell him what to do.

How to do it.”

"All he needs is a group of subordinates who will absolutely obey and obey orders."

The young demon cultivator couldn't help but open his mouth: "...like the demon puppet army?"

The old demon cultivator retracted his hand: "It's like a demon army."

They don't need to question or have their own considerations and ideas. All they have to do is obey.
Chapter completed!