The ancient woodland and Qishan are also causing trouble. Fengyang Guyue Leiyan and other ancestors of the three tribes conspired to discuss and form the "Ten Thousand Demon Alliance" to form a group to resist the invasion of the foreign land. Fengyang was elected as the leader.

The Wan Yao Alliance also actively calls on monks from all continents of the ancient spiritual world to join in. Although the name is "Wan Yao", it is not limited to the demon clan, human cultivators and even demon cultivators can join in.

The Qingluan clan, the giant ape clan, the Lianhua clan and the ancient wood forest land all joined the Wan Yao Alliance as soon as possible. The three tribes in the Shura Forest were not able to establish their own alliance anymore, and they also joined the Wan Yao Alliance.

The top-ranked races in the ancient spiritual world established the Wan Yao Alliance. Once the news came out, the Wan Yao Alliance was in full swing for a while, attracting many demon cultivators from other continents to join.

In a short period of time, the power of the Wan Yao Alliance slightly surpassed the Realm Protection Alliance where Zhang Daoling was stationed.

Although Zhang Daoling was powerful, he failed to kill Wu Jin, the insect cult who had been in chaos in the ancient spiritual world. The fall of Wu Jin on Qishan is enough to illustrate many problems.

Many demon cultivators still trust the Wan Yao Alliance more and they defect to the Wan Yao Alliance led by the Tianfeng Clan.

In short, the ancient spiritual world now has two camps: "Resistance Alliance" and "Wan Demon Alliance", all of which are to resist the invasion of the army of monks from the foreign domain, and the entire interface is also ready for early prevention.

As for the ancient demon world and the ghost world, some top monks from the two major interfaces have also received news one after another, and the major forces on the interface have begun to deploy some action plans.

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Shen Lang had never had such a long retreat. More than 1,500 years later, he came out of seclusion.

On this day, Shen Lang excitedly pushed open the door of the training room.

"Young Master, you finally come out of seclusion. Xiaorou misses you so much!"

Xiaorou sensed that Shen Lang had ended her retreat in advance. When Shen Lang pushed open the training room, she rushed forward and threw herself into Shen Lang's arms, her eyes slightly red.

A gust of fragrant wind blew on the face, Shen Lang felt his mind, let Xiaorou hug her for a while, and gently patted Xiaorou's fragrant shoulder: "Xiaorou, long time no see."

Xiaorou came out of Shen Lang's arms and curled her lips: "Congratulations to the young master for successfully advancing to the late Mahayana peak!"

Shen Lang smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao Rou, don't laugh at me. It took so long to break through the late Mahayana peak. Your son's qualifications are indeed not very good. But you have made great progress in your cultivation during this period."

He could clearly feel that Xiaorou's cultivation was much stronger than before. Although she was still in the late stage of Mahayana, she was not far from the peak of the late stage of Mahayana.

Xiaorou shook her head: "Xiaorou also relies on the soul rinsing bottle given by her ancestors to absorb the soul in the bottle and take advantage of opportunities to cultivate to this level. It's not considered anything. Young Master, you are already the top powerhouse in the Three Realms, and it is normal to slow down your cultivation. It's great that you can improve your cultivation for more than a thousand years.

"By the way, Xiaorou, has there been any big deal happening during my retreat?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

Xiaorou told Shen Lang about the news of the Alliance for the Protection of Realm and the Alliance for the Ten Thousand Demons.

"Zhang Daoling has indeed taken action."

Shen Lang frowned. No matter whether Zhang Daoling is good or bad, he only hopes that he and Zhang Daoling will not become enemies.

"Young Master, what are your plans after you leave the customs now?" Xiaorou asked.

Shen Lang thought for a moment and said, "First look for Ouyang Changfeng, Liu Yunmeng, Le Feier and others to crack the secret of the Tianji Picture Scroll. The five treasures of the Qinding Seal Mirror Stone. Four of them are already known, and only the last "stone". Before entering the Jiuzhou Secret Realm, you still have to find a way to find the "stone".

"No matter where the young master goes, Xiaorou will accompany you." Xiaorou hugged Shen Lang's arm and said in a sweet voice.

"good."

Shen Lang nodded with a smile, but did not refuse.

There are more than a thousand years left before the opening of the Jiuzhou Secret Realm. Shen Lang still has enough time, but in fact he can try to reach the peak of Mahayana. The reason why he came out of seclusion in advance was that in addition to finding Ouyang Changfeng, Liu Yunmeng and Le Feier, he also wanted to find the last treasure called "Stone".

The Qinding Seal Mirrors that were known before were all Tianling Treasures, and they were Tianling Treasures that were ranked together on the Tianling List. For example, Jiuyi Ding is the Tenth Tianling Treasure, the Ghost King Seal is ranked 11th, the Siyou Guqin is ranked 12th, and the Haotian Treasure Mirror is ranked 13th.

According to Shen Lang's speculation, the "stone" is most likely the fourteenth-ranked Tianling Treasure.

Just when Shen Lang thought so, Yun Henzi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Disciple, since you have come out of seclusion, don't forget to come to my place, the flying sword has been refined for you."

After hearing Yun Henzi's voice transmission, Shen Lang felt a sudden trembling all over his body, and soon left his residence, went to the forest in the northern part of Qishan, and came to the pavilion where Yun Henzi lived.

"Master, my disciple is here to visit."

Shen Lang bowed outside.

"Come in, apprentice."

Yun Henzi's desolate and deep voice came from the attic.

"yes!"

Shen Lang pushed the door open and walked into the attic.

In the hall, Yun Henzi sat upright as usual, but his complexion was not very good, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Master, your body..." Shen Lang frowned. Even he could clearly see that something was wrong with Yun Henzi's body, and he couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"It's okay, but the three losses and seven tribulations are coming soon. I'll use my great magical power to delay the Qi tribulations, resulting in the weakening of the soul power." Yun Henzi waved his hand, his expression as usual.

After hearing this, Shen Lang felt quite heavy. Judging from this situation, Yun Henzi must not be able to survive the next qi disaster.

After the great disaster of the Three Realms, I still have to think of a way to see if I can help my master ascend.

"Disciple, these are the eight flying swords I have refined for you, let's take a look."

Yun Henzi swung his sleeves, and eight silver flying swords floated in front of Shen Lang. The sword body trembled lightly, releasing an astonishing light. The entire attic was wrapped in silver light, exuding a breathtaking aura!

"Good sword!"

Shen Lang exclaimed, he could feel the powerful power contained in these eight silver flying swords, which was only a little weaker than the white shadow, and almost not much difference.

Yun Henzi smiled and said, "It's good to be satisfied. The eight flying swords that the master has refined for you are all imitated by the white shadow sword. They may not reach the level of immortal weapons, but they will definitely not be much weaker than ordinary immortal weapons. Moreover, they are extremely compatible with your white shadow sword, which is more conducive to your urging to defend against the enemy. Your disciple quickly recognizes these eight flying swords and try their power!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Shen Lang's eyes showed deep gratitude, thinking that Yun Henzi must have tried his best to refine these eight flying swords.

Without hesitation, Shen Lang pulled out the White Shadow Sword behind him, cut his fingertips, and dripped blood on the eight flying swords.

“Buzz!”

After absorbing Shen Lang's blood, the eight silver flying swords released a gorgeous silver light. The sword body no longer whispered lightly, and it had a trace of connection with Shen Lang's soul.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The White Shadow Sword sensed the existence of other flying swords, flew out of Shen Lang's hand, and stood in the center of the eight silver flying swords, as if it had become a big brother.
Chapter completed!