Jin Tu mobilized Zhaoyaoshan's effective forces, and this decision was made after careful consideration. His ability to take the position of leader of the Fat Snake Tribe relied not only on his strong strength, but also on his vicious schemes.
Only a few people know the secret that Wuwei Peak possesses dragon veins. Jin Tu is not worried about its safety. First, the dragon veins are hidden and difficult to discover. Second, they are protected by the Supreme Elder of the Fat Relic Clan. He has been in the Purple Soul Realm for a hundred years.
, the cultivation level is unfathomable, and thirdly, even if someone finds the dragon vein, it is impossible to destroy it.
As for the safety of Wuwei Peak, Zhaoyao Mountain is located in the core area of the western part of the Yidi Mountain Demonic Domain. It is far away from the other main mountains of the royal family. The mountains with a radius of hundreds of miles are under the control of the Feiyi Clan. Jing Hao wants to bypass it.
It is almost impossible for Jintu's army to sneak attack Wuwei Peak.
Qingqiu Mountain, which is the closest to Zhaoyao Mountain, is also six to seven hundred miles away. Fox King Shangguan Hong has always declared neutrality, and the two sides will not help each other, so there is no threat for the time being.
Of course, Jin Tu would never completely believe it, so he sent Jin Chan and others to convince Shangguan Hong. The persuasion was false, but the surveillance was real.
This consideration seems perfect, but no one would have expected that Bai Yunsheng would quietly return to Yidi Mountain at this time.
Jin Tu would never have imagined that a Bai Yunsheng would change Shangguanhong's decision.
At this moment, an unprecedented melee is taking place at the top of Wuwei Peak.
The Snow God Guards tirelessly performed the Snow Dance tactics, and the dancing shadows of their spears were like fireworks blooming in the night sky, gorgeous and colorful; like snow lotuses blooming in an empty valley, cold and aloof.
Every time a "flower blooms or falls", hundreds of thousands of lives are taken away.
The killing feast lasted for a quarter of an hour before it gradually came to an end.
Snake corpses were piled crookedly on the ground, with purple-red blood pooling together, making them sticky and smelly, making people sick.
The Snow God Guard slowed down the killing in an orderly manner, and the team members who stopped lined up quietly on the vacated ground, their faces expressionless and majestic, and no one said a word.
Five thousand men and horses, no casualties.
Chen Qingfeng and Jiang Tao perfectly held back Jinba and Jin Ying. The four of them were indistinguishable in terms of cultivation. It would take hundreds of rounds to decide the winner. And by that time, the tens of thousands of troops on Zhaoyao Mountain
They had already been slaughtered to death.
Jinba and Jinying were extremely anxious. If Wuwei Peak was really massacred, even if they didn't die in the battle, Jintu would kill them with a palm when he came back.
Jinba secretly sent a message to Jin Ying: "This can't continue like this. Go and inform the Supreme Elder!"
"Okay! Lead them into the palace!"
Jin Ying replied with difficulty, and in tacit agreement with Jin Ba, she attacked with a few fierce moves, forcing the two demons of Qingqiu several feet away, and hurriedly flew into the Snake Palace.
Chen Qingfeng and Jiang Tao did not let go, and pursued them with their swords. Two blue karma streaked through the air and flew into the dark hall.
"not good!"
When Bai Yunsheng found out, it was too late to stop him, and he immediately felt a deep worry in his heart. He remembered that the master hiding in the dark was definitely no match for Chen Qingfeng and the other two.
Bai Yunsheng wanted to escape and go to the Snake Palace, but he was stuck in the quagmire and couldn't help himself. He could only continue to speed up and kill these miscellaneous soldiers.
a long time.
The two demons who entered the Snake Palace remained silent.
Bai Yunsheng has stopped holding the sword in his hand, and the remaining enemy Snow God Guards are enough to deal with. What he is most worried about now are his two Green Soul Realm masters.
As expected.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two figures in blue flew out from the Snake Palace, like a swing with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.
It is Chen Qingfeng and Jiang Tao.
Bai Yunsheng immediately jumped over. The two demons were already weak, with little in and out, unable to recover.
At this time, an old voice floated out of the dark Snake Palace, echoing on the top of the majestic mountain.
"Descendants of Qingqiu Mountain, I remember that your ancestors have made great contributions to the survival of the Demon Realm, so I will accept you as a punishment."
The old voice clearly reached the ears of every demon cultivator on the Five-Tailed Peak, as if the waves washing ashore smoothed the beach, and the chaotic killings were stopped in the blink of an eye.
The Snow God Guard stopped the Snow Dance tactics, and the Zhaoyao Mountain soldiers also put away their swords, guns, swords and halberds, and retreated to the Snake Palace. The two sides formed their own formations, with a distance of more than thirty feet.
Bai Yunsheng immediately brought the unconscious Chen Qingfeng and Jiang Tao back to the rear of the Snow God Guard.
"Oops, it turns out to be that super strong person. Judging from his posture, he might be the strongest person in the Purple Soul Realm!"
Bai Yunsheng obviously recognized this voice. While he was shocked, he ordered the Snow God Guard to help the two demons recover from their injuries.
Wuwei Peak was silent again, and a tall figure slowly walked out of the majestic door of the Snake Palace. He was dressed in dark gold clothes, with purple-brown skin, a broad forehead, no hair and eyebrows, and slender dark eyes spinning in the two eye holes.
He has golden pupils, two nostrils on his face, and extremely thick lips.
This person is none other than the strongest man of this generation in the Fat Relic Snake Clan, Jin Tu’s master, Jin Budao.
Jin Budao looked down at the Five Thousand Snow Divine Guards and said in an old-fashioned and disdainful manner: "Shangguan Hong has the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, so he dares to sneak up on me and show off!"
Bai Yunsheng, who was standing at the back, took a deep breath and forced himself out.
The Seventh Elder has not shown up yet. As the commander of this operation, there is no reason for the Snow God Guard to stand in front of him.
Fortunately, the silver-white Fengyun mask covered most of the nervousness on Bai Yunsheng's face.
Jin Budao looked at Bai Yunsheng, his broad brows were slightly furrowed, and he said in a muffled voice:
"Fengyun Mask, are you from Queshan?"
"no."
Jin Budao glared with snake eyes and said fiercely: "Boy, you stole Queshan's treasure!"
Bai Yunsheng suppressed the trembling in his throat and said calmly:
"Who are you?"
The murderous look appeared in Jin Budao's dark golden pupils. It had been many years, and no one in the world dared to speak to him in such a tone.
Suddenly, Jin Budao's eyes widened, and an invisible karma shot out, directly killing Bai Yunsheng's face.
The Changsheng Sword behind his back shook violently, alerting Bai Yunsheng to the approaching danger.
Bai Yunsheng didn't make a sound, but secretly used his karma to form layers of black barriers in front of him, and met Jin Budao's probing attack head on.
At the moment of collision, Bai Yunsheng's feet immediately lifted off the ground and flew backwards.
Along with a mouthful of bright blood spurting out, "Bang!" Bai Yunsheng fell face down and threw a "dog eat shit" gorgeously, stirring up bursts of dust.
The Snow God Guards, who stood tall with guns in hand, were still looking ahead expressionlessly, not caring about Bai Yunsheng's injury. All they cared about was the order to go up the mountain. As soon as the order came out, even if moths flew into the flame, they would not blink.
Check your eyes.
Jin Budao smiled with great disdain, looked at Bai Yunsheng lying on the ground and twitched, and said lightly: "Huh! It turns out he is just a little trickster who is putting on airs."
The scene suddenly became quiet.
All the surviving demon cultivators looked at Bai Yunsheng who was struggling in pain.
After a while, Bai Yunsheng's squirming fingers finally gained the strength to hold up his body.
The karma attack just now was so swift and violent that it even gave Bai Yun the illusion that the power of the strange and powerful man in front of him was even greater than that of Xue Yang, the former top master in the world.
Bai Yunsheng stood up unsteadily, slowly pulled out the Eternal Life Sword, and prepared to fight to the death.
Facing a strong man of this level, he had no chance of escape or luck. He could only break and stand up in a state of death, trying to fight for a chance of survival.
Jin Budao looked at Bai Yunsheng with interest and said, "Oh? He was able to stand up after being struck by my thunderbolt and golden snake eyes, which can be regarded as some ability."
"Jimba, his life is yours."
Jin Budao raised his head slightly and signaled Jinba behind him to kill Bai Yunsheng.
"yes."
The golden stick was like an arrow in the air, and it rushed towards Bai Yunsheng's left chest without mercy.
Although Bai Yunsheng was well prepared, the speed of the golden stick was too fast, and he still couldn't dodge it. He could only raise the Changsheng Sword and block this fatal move.
Less than the blink of an eye.
"Bang!"
Bai Yunsheng did not fly backwards this time, and the black karma spread crazily between the sword edge and the golden stick, swallowing Jinba's karma.
With his feet close to the ground, he stepped back twenty feet with sparks of lightning before the strength was gone.
Jinba was slightly surprised, but the move did not stop. He flipped his palm, and waves of karma energy emerged. The gold-mixed stick carried a huge weight and hit Bai Yunsheng, who was half kneeling on the ground.
The Five Thousand Snow Divine Guards looked at the miserable situation of Bai Yunsheng being tortured without emotion. They didn't even say a word, let alone help.
There was a hint of fear in Bai Yunsheng's eyes.
At this moment, he truly felt the approach of death again since the battle at Wuyun Mountain.
The karma in his body is now so chaotic that he cannot organize an effective defense at all.
"call!"
Thousands of stick shadows struck down again.
But the scene of flesh and blood flying that the demons of the Fatty Clan were looking forward to did not appear.
The gold-mixed stick stopped firmly a foot above Bai Yunsheng's head, unable to move any further.
Jinba suddenly felt that he had lost contact with the gold-mixing stick, and he panicked and strengthened his karma, but still couldn't regain control.
In Jin Butao's evil smile, after a while, a cold voice came from the clouds outside: "Old man, what's the point of bullying these juniors? I'm here to fight with you!"
Before the reply could be heard, an old man in blue cloth suddenly appeared in the sky above Wuwei Peak.
Jin Budao's face was expressionless, and he sneered: "Huh, Shangguan Qing, you just showed up at this time, don't you think it's a little late?"
The person who came was none other than the seventh elder of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, Shangguan Qing who had achieved the Purple Soul Realm!
A blue goatee sticks to his thin chin, Shangguan Qing has a slender face, and his blue pupils are radiant. Around him, the pure Shui Yuan Qi Huan cheers and cheers as if he has seen his master.
"It's not too late."
Shangguan Qing said with a smile, lowered his figure, and looked at Jin Budao at the same level.
Jin Budao said in a cold voice: "Shangguan Qing, what do you want to do in Qingqiu Mountain?"
Shangguan Qing had a springy look on his face and said with an unchanged smile: "I have lived in the mountains for a long time. This time I came to help this little friend on the order of the clan leader. As for the other old men, I don't know anything about it."
Jin Budao threatened maliciously: "Hmph! Swaggering Qingqiu is both from the ancient veins of the Southern Wilderness. Now the whole Feiyi clan is killing the enemy in the front, and the Fox clan is poking the spine from behind! Don't worry about retaliation!"
Others may not know it, but Jin Budao doesn't know the true strength of Qingqiu Mountain. With the existence of water branches, the strength of the Qingqiu Fox Clan has long been faintly superior to other royal families. However, the Fox Clan has always been low-key and has very few enemies. Shangguan Hong
Only ranked at the bottom of the eight major lords.
Shangguan Qing didn't care at all about Jin Budao's threat, and said happily, "Oh, God will decide who deserves revenge!"
"Okay! Shangguan, don't regret it! Today I will leave your lives in Zhaoyao Mountain forever!"
Jin Budao was not a timid master. He roared angrily and stretched out his arms. The dark golden karma was like a golden snake, twisting and flying out from his back, gathering in the air and dancing wildly, a handful of golden red
The ringless sword was slowly drawn out, and the majestic killing aura instantly filled the surrounding space.
Shangguan Qing also put away his calm smile. Although he was confident that he would not lose to Jin Budao, this soul-drinking knife was not a vegetarian thing. It was the mountain-suppressing weapon of the Fat Yi clan.
"It's been two hundred years, I'll meet you again with your soul-drinking knife!"
As he spoke, Shangguanqing imagined two gun bodies connected together, and a water-blue spear surrounded the pure and pure Karma, vibrating in the air.
The Shadow Divine Spear, Shangguan Qing's famous weapon, came from the hands of "Mad Demon" Duguhe, the forging master of the Demon Realm. It had already reached the god level when it was forged.
Murder is everywhere.
It moves like thunder.
The purple light was like a dream, and the two most powerful monsters in the Purple Soul Realm moved in an instant.
Invisible and shadowless collisions flashed rapidly over the top of the mountain, and the thick sound of collisions echoed through the mountains and below the clouds.
