The ruins of the ancient demon clan, which have been sealed in dust for tens of thousands of years, are now undergoing a huge battle.
The people of the eight sects are fighting fiercely with the remnants of the ancient demon clan. Although the eight sects had differences before, they now have no choice but to deal with the people of the ancient demon clan with the same hatred.
Otherwise, once the remnants of the ancient demon clan are allowed to return to the surface, it will definitely be a catastrophe with unpredictable consequences for the monastic world of the Suzaku Kingdom.
"Liu Yong, go back and call for help! And arrange a formation on top to prevent these remnants of the ancient demon clan from seeing the light of day again!" Li Xuanyuan ordered Liu Yong.
"Yes, Master!" Liu Yong responded quickly, and then turned into a stream of light and flew upwards.
Since human cultivators play with spiritual power and don't care about physical cultivation, this means that although they have strong strength to move mountains and reclaim seas, once they lose their spiritual energy, they will become weaker than mortals.
Therefore, monks are most afraid of being approached when fighting. Only fighting at a distance is the best and most favorable fighting environment.
This is not the case for the people of the Ancient Demon Clan. Although the Ancient Demon Clan can also use some magic to release with spiritual energy, their physical bodies are extremely strong.
The people of the ancient demon clan disdain to practice magic weapons and magic weapons. Their most powerful magic weapons and magic weapons are themselves. Their sharp claws and teeth are comparable to those of monks, and their bodies are stronger than those wearing armor.
The ascetics are also more able to withstand blows.
Because the underground environment is not very good, the monks of the eight sects have not yet adapted to the light below, and their vision is greatly affected. The remnants of the ancient demon clan have grown up in this environment since childhood.
, so they are more adaptable to the environment here.
As a result, the human cultivators gradually fell behind, while the remnants of the ancient demon clan became more and more courageous as they fought, and were about to attack the exit.
"All fellow tribesmen, listen to my order and guard the exit. No remnants of the ancient demon tribe can be allowed to leave!" Li Xuanyuan shouted to everyone.
The next moment, all the ascetics gathered at the entrance. Lin Sheng, who was watching the battle, also took this opportunity to fly in.
"Master!" Lin Shengfei came to Zeng Zihan and saluted her.
"Sheng'er? Are you okay?" Zeng Zihan looked at Lin Sheng in surprise, and the bad mood of more than ten hours disappeared immediately.
"Thanks to Master, my disciple has not encountered any big danger." Lin Sheng replied respectfully.
"By the way, how did you get here? We didn't see you when we came in." Zeng Zihan asked in confusion.
"This disciple doesn't know that I suddenly fainted when I flew into the pit. When I woke up again, I was at the ruins of the ancient demon clan. But there was nothing in it! By the way,
Master, are you here to save me?" Lin Sheng asked pretending to be confused.
"As long as you're fine, fly up now." Zeng Zihan nodded and said not much else.
"Yes, Master!" Lin Sheng bowed to Zeng Zihan, thinking that it was so easy to fool him. It seems that I thought too much before.
Just when Lin Sheng was about to leave, an old man with a white beard wearing a Shushan Taoist robe suddenly shouted at Lin Sheng: "Boy, where did your fish intestine sword come from?"
"Huh?" Lin Sheng paused and looked back at the old man with the white beard, thinking that the people from Shushan had indeed come to visit him.
"Elder Zhuge, what do you mean?" Zeng Zihan glared at Whitebeard and asked coldly.
"What do you mean? This sword was originally my famous magic weapon and was later given to my grandson. How come it is in his hands now?" Zhuge Zhenggu shouted coldly.
"Hey, old man. This sword was given to me by a Shushan disciple. He said he admired our Kunlun, so he gave me his most valuable thing to express his respect for our Kunlun." Lin
Sheng said slowly, with Zeng Zihan here, there was no need for him to be afraid of Zhuge Zhenggu.
"I admire you?" Zhuge Zhenggu snorted coldly, then rushed behind him and asked: "Ling Tian, is that true?"
"No! Grandpa, this kid is talking nonsense! He was obviously the one who stole my fish intestine sword! Grandpa, you must make the decision for me!" Zhuge Lingtian flew out from behind Zhuge Zhenggu and said aggrievedly.
"Elder Zeng, don't you want to give me an explanation?" Zhuge Zhenggu asked coldly.
"This..." Zeng Zihan's brows knitted together immediately. Being confronted, Zeng Zihan couldn't make any excuses.
"Smelly old man, I despise you!" Lin Sheng snorted and raised his middle finger to Zhuge Zhenggu.
"You brat, how dare you disrespect me!" Zhuge Zhenggu's face suddenly turned ugly, and he vented his anger on Zeng Zihan and asked coldly: "Elder Zeng, is this how you educate your disciples?
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"Sheng'er, what on earth is going on?" Zeng Zihan frowned and asked Lin Sheng.
"Master, this happened before I became a disciple, so you should not get involved and let the disciple solve it by himself." Lin Sheng said to Zeng Zihan with his hands in hand.
After saying that, Lin Sheng pointed at Zhuge Zhenggu's nose and said: "Smelly old man, it's not that I, Lin Sheng, don't know how to respect teachers, but that you, a shameless old man, don't deserve my respect. Things between us juniors, we
Juniors can just solve it themselves. If I kill your grandson, you can come and take revenge. We juniors are all joking around. You, a senior, actually come to trouble my master over such a trivial matter. What do you think?
Should I despise you?"
"You!" Zhuge Zhenggu's face was ashen and speechless. He promised to be a sharp tongue, but he snatched someone else's magic weapon, but he said it was just a child's play.
"What's wrong with me? You didn't act like an elder, but you blamed me for disrespecting you. Also, you should leave this sword with me first. If your grandson has the ability, he can come and get it himself. I will be with you at any time!
But if you, senior, take action against me regardless of your status, you are deliberately causing a dispute between Shushan and Kunlun. If there are any serious consequences, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it, senior?" Lin Sheng smiled slyly.
Tao, kill Zhuge Zhenggu's generals.
"You..." Zhuge Zhenggu's face was ashen and speechless. Although he wished he could kill Lin Sheng with one strike, he could not do so.
"Grandpa, don't be fooled by this kid! He's just using strong words to make excuses!" Zhuge Lingtian said anxiously.
"Snapped……"
A loud slap hit Zhuge Lingtian on the face, causing him to shut his mouth immediately. His eyes were filled with fear, and he did not dare to speak any more.
"You bastard! It's not embarrassing enough!" Zhuge Zhenggu shouted angrily at his unfulfilled grandson.
"Grandpa..." Zhuge Lingtian felt aggrieved and wanted to defend himself.
"Shut up!" Zhuge Zhenggu shouted coldly.
"Senior, please calm down. In fact, I, Lin Sheng, am not an unkind person. Considering your friendship with my master today, I can't go too far, right?" Lin Sheng smiled at Zhuge Zhenggu.
"Humph, I guess you are still a bit enlightened," Zhuge Zhenggu said coldly.
"That's necessary! My consciousness has always been very high. I will give you a face today, senior. As long as Zhuge Lingtian kneels down, kowtows three times, and admits the mistakes he has made before, I will give you a favor."
The intestine sword returns to Zhao intact!" Lin Sheng said with a smile, and a hint of cunning was revealed in the corner of his mouth.