Chapter 245: Desire to Establish a Demonic Kingdom

The bright moon is in the sky, covering the mountains and seas with a silver veil, shining through the ages and lasting forever. The night is thick, covering the world with a black curtain, hiding all evil in the darkness.

The clouds in the sky are like galloping horses.

Zuoqiu Hongting wore a wooden mask and a green Taoist robe, with a slim waist and outstanding temperament. She flashed to the top of the tower on the inner city wall of the south city.

Behind him was the outer city's central avenue, dozens of feet wide, leading directly to the Bingzuze beach. From there, one could see the brightly lit Mingyue Qixing Pavilion located on the sea.

She faced the inner city. The towering Taoli Mountain that rose to the sky was like a pillar of heaven, eternally sitting at the end of her vision.

Under the city tower, from the Attendant Hall in the inner city to the Bingzuze in the outer city, the entire north-south Qiankun Avenue was filled with deafening shouts of killing, the brilliance of legal energy colliding, and bloodstained the area for dozens of miles.

Each inheritor has his own battle circle.

What a wonderful Lantern Festival! A night dyed red with blood.

The naked corpse hanging on the inner city gate had already been cut by Cangli and Li Ling, and fell to the ground.

In the square at the city gate, a copper cauldron several feet high was still boiling with boiling water and blood and flesh simmering in a soup. The tragic scene in the cauldron was enough to make countless human martial artists nauseous.

“Swish!”

Luan Sheng Lin You appeared on the city wall with a cold and handsome appearance, his eyes were bright to the point of being evil, and his long silver-white hair swayed gently. He whispered, "I thought you would take the remnants of Zuoqiumen, Jiuli tribe, and Zhumen and escape from the city to save your life, but I didn't expect you to be unwilling to do so. You killed more people again!"

Zuoqiu Hongting was not affected by his words: "We are all floating duckweed in troubled times, where can we escape? If we don't fight today, tomorrow we will be the ones who die as a clan or a state."

"You are seriously injured and your fighting ability has been greatly reduced. Your so-called fight is just seeking death." Luan Sheng Lin You pointed out her weak nature.

Zuoqiu Hongting's eyes were firm and unwavering: "If I ask for death, what price will you pay?"

Luan Sheng Lin You stopped a hundred feet away from the tower, sat on a battlement, looked at the sea and the bright moon in the distance, and said calmly: "One hundred thousand lanterns have been lit, like a sea of ​​stars in the water, gorgeous and prosperous. In a while, the immortal turtle will come with the Dragon Palace, the venue will be open, and the Lantern Festival will truly arrive. Unfortunately, this excitement and festivity only belongs to the Far West Ashes and our allies."

"Just like the Lingxiao Habitat in the near future, a glorious and prosperous demon country will be established, with a territory far larger than the current twenty-eight states. The Ash Region and some states that were swallowed up by the Netherworld of the Dead a thousand years ago will be included. At the founding ceremony, all allies will be rewarded according to their merits. The demons, ash spirits, dead spirits, humans... will surely celebrate together!"

Zuoqiu Hongting said: "It's a pity that humans have such a low status in the Demon Country. They are regarded as livestock and food and are cooked at will. I'm afraid there are not many human martial artists who would support the establishment of the Demon Country."

“Ouch!”

The dragon's roar echoed through the night.

Long Dian stepped on the Qinglong combat idea and climbed up the city wall on the mist.

The bronze spear weighing 120,000 pounds in his hand struck the ground of the horse path, and more than 700 scriptures flashed on the spear.

The entire city wall shook violently.

"Young Master, Tang Wanqiu was caught off guard by the demon warriors of Yinshan Mountain, and Snow Sword Tang Ting has been defeated by us. Qi Jin is leading people to hunt him down, and he will definitely bring back all the immortality pill tickets, dragon seed tickets, and dragon bone tickets."

Long Dian is one of the three immortals, and is known as the exiled immortal. His face is extremely masculine and beautiful, and the golden armor on his body makes his tall figure look extremely strong. He added, "I'm afraid Zuo Qiuhong's remaining combat power is less than 70%. How about leaving it to me?"

"Okay! After tonight, the titles of East Dragon, West Pig, South Tiger and North Sword must be changed." Luan Shenglin said.

Long Dian seemed very indifferent: "The top masters of the Five Seas Realm change every few years. I have never taken this title to heart. The decades-long struggle in the Dao Seed Realm has brought together the top masters of the past ten generations of the Five Seas Realm. This is the game of the strongest in the world, and it can be said to be a master. As for those immortals who are no longer fighting in the world, that is another world."

"With dragon bones, dragon seeds, and the elixir of immortality, you and I will be able to conquer all the peaks of martial arts in the world within a few years."

Luan Sheng Lin You cast his gaze towards the chaotic battlefield below the city wall. His figure flashed and transformed into a beautiful arc of silver light, heading towards the direction of Mingyue Qixing Pavilion, preparing to clean up Ge Xiantong and Zuo Qiuhong's backup first.

A look of surprise finally emerged in Zuoqiu Hongting's calm eyes. She stepped on the rain of flowers that were blooming all over the world and chased after him like a fleeting shadow in the air.

"Zuoqiuhong, your opponent is me!"

The golden armor on Long Dian's body shone like a scorching sun. His magical energy was strong and overbearing. His speed increased dramatically and collided with the rain of flowers in the sky, intercepting Zuoqiu Hongting.

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maritime.

The Mingyue Qixing Pavilion was hung with bright lights, and on both sides of the stairs stood figures dressed in white with long swords on their backs.

He is a Five Seas Realm martial artist trained in Qianli Mountain.

"Xianlin" and "Tiange" are both industries under Qianlishan.

Qianli Mountain is named after the fact that it only recruits the best talents among thousands of miles away.

They are businessmen who do not want to get involved in the competition for the world and do not want to offend anyone.

They helped Zuoqiu Menting hide the hidden martial arts because they felt that Zuoqiu Hong might be a potential dragon and wanted to invest in him in advance. Now, it seems that Luanshenglinyou is more suitable for investment.

At the seashore only three miles away from Mingyue Qixing Pavilion, Ge Xiantong was trapped in a formation constructed in an area of ​​ash, and had to fight alone against five powerful dead spirits from the realm of the dead.

They all have animal heads, are covered in blood-stained clothes, are endowed with spiritual intelligence, and are the undead geniuses of a certain area in the Netherworld.

At the edge of this ash area, there are thousands of spirit tablets, filled with ghostly shadows, controlled by Ming Niansheng.

The twenty-eight Great Mind Masters of the Disaster Fire Realm who presided over the formation were the hard-core dishes that Luan Sheng Lin You had drawn from various forces under his command and prepared specifically for Ge Xian Tong. The person in charge of the formation was Tan Tai Jing, who was ranked third in the first class of the Eastern Territory and came from Huaiyi Island.

"Huaiyi Island", one of the three island bandits in the eastern border, has surrendered to Longmen and been incorporated into the command of Luansheng and Linyou.

The masters of the Western Border Quanrong and Querong, who were his direct descendants and on whom he had high hopes, had been almost wiped out by the imperial court and the Zuoqiu clan, so he was forced to recruit people from the Dongyi.

It is the final moment and everyone has played all their cards.

Many forces that had previously remained neutral or had no intention of participating in the struggle for the world also joined in by providing assistance.

Because, the victory of the birth of a phoenix and a unicorn seems to be a certain signal.

The power behind it is too huge, and it must have been plotting for a long time. If it has the support of Du'e Temple, the establishment of the Demon Kingdom may really be the general trend. Who doesn't want to pledge their allegiance in advance? ...

On Taoli Mountain, the older and more powerful men from all the major forces realized that something was wrong when Luanshenglinyou's trump cards gradually came to light.

Some people rushed back to the North, some rushed back to the East and West...

They all felt that the evil disaster sweeping the world might have broken out at the same time.

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Now we can only hope that Du'e Temple will not stand on the side of the force behind Luan Sheng Lin You, so that the human cultivators in Lingxiao Realm will still have the power to resist.

In the triple heaven.

The elders of the Zuoqiu clan stared at Changqing Temple in amazement, then looked at the swarm of insects running on the inner city wall, all of them were extremely confused.

"How is Changqing Temple connected to the underground? What's the matter with the Bagua Well? Your Taoist sect is very hidden!"

"The secret of Changqing Temple must have been told to him by Hong Ting."

"Don't worry about Changqing Temple. The situation is already in tatters. I just hope that the kid surnamed Li can arrive in time and turn the situation around. The birth of seven Junhou-level larvae and the summoning of the insect swarm is a blessing from heaven."

Zuo Qiu Ling glared at Yin Jun and said in a magical voice, "I'm sure that Hong Ting doesn't know the secret of Changqing Temple. Who is that kid?"

Yinjun was mixed with joy and sorrow.

The good news is that at this extremely dangerous moment, Li Weiyi's cultivation level has improved again, and he has killed two inheritor-level masters in a row, and attracted a swarm of insects, which is bound to rekindle hope in the despairing battlefield.

If Li Weiyi really turned the situation around tonight, the imperial court and the Lei Xiao Sect would not be able to do anything they wanted. At least on the surface, they had to consider the impact.

Considering the current critical situation of Ling Xiao's habitat, I don't think they have the energy to do so.

There are many things to worry about! Can the situation really be reversed? As for the secret of Changqing Temple...

Yinjun guessed that it must be related to the grandmother of the Jiuli tribe, the wife of the leader.

Yin Jun said: "Thousands of years ago, the Chao Ran ancestor of the Zuoqiu Menting Taoist lineage married into the Jiuli tribe. It is normal for the Jiuli tribe to know what you don't know."

…

The Ninth Heaven of Taoli Mountain is located in the void above the Jie character.

The gathering of transcendent people did not look like martial artists from the human world, but rather like immortals and gods discussing Taoism.

The carriage of the Second Palace Master of Lingxiao Palace is as huge as a palace. It is magnificent and golden, like a palace in the sky, suspended above the sea of ​​clouds, with scriptures surrounding it like a sky full of stars.

Her voice floated out: "It's really wonderful. For the past ten years, everyone has been fighting so hard that they have completely forgotten the danger from the outside world. Only a game of Qianlong Lantern Festival has awakened the rebels in the world. Everyone, will your rebel army continue to fight? Will you continue to suppress it?"

“If the Grand Palace Master doesn’t issue an edict of repentance and cancel the Xiaotian Order, we must continue to fight for the sake of the people of the world. We must break through Lingxiao City and fight outside Lingxiao Palace, and ask her face to face whether she knows she is in the wrong or not.” A transcendent man from the Northern Territory sat cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds, with countless scenes around him, forming a small world of his own.

The voice in the imperial carriage said, "What qualifications do you have to attack the Grand Palace Master? The twenty-eight states of Lingxiao are on the Grand Palace Master's shoulders, not yours. It is not your turn to speak of the people of the world."

"The disaster, danger and terror of the Grand Palace Master are even greater than those of the demon clan. As long as she is alive, everyone will always be in fear. As long as she is alive, more and more human forces will defect to the demon clan, and the rebel army will never give up on flattening Lingxiao City. There is no possibility of easing." Another transcendent voice sounded in the void.

Inside the imperial carriage: "Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up as much as you can, stir it up until Lingxiao's habitat turns into a demon kingdom. Then, we will all die together!"

An old man in a Confucian robe with a refined face and the immortal master of Du'e Temple were sitting under an ancient peach tree as thick as a millstone.

His eyes sharpened slightly: "It seems that Du'e Temple is actually more inclined towards the demon race? Holding the Qianlong Lantern Festival and luring the old guys to Qiuzhou City, wouldn't it be more convenient for the Far West Ashes to accomplish things?"

The Immortal Master of Du'e Temple smiled bitterly: "I am a human being, of course I hope that Du'e Temple will support Zuoqiu Sect. But the rules of Du'e Temple are greater than anyone's will. Let me ask you, even if there was no Qianlong Lantern Festival, when Zuoqiu Sect was fighting for the world, would the Far West Ashes Region not take action? Wouldn't the Netherworld of the Dead take advantage of the opportunity to move in?"

"All the changes in the Qianlong Lantern Festival and all the dark forces will continue to happen as they should in the world's struggle."

"Now that we have a preview, aren't you prepared in advance? So, it's fair."

"I think Du'e Temple thinks that choosing the Far West Ashes Region will help them to quell the unrest in Lingxiao Habitat more quickly. Humph!" The old man in Confucian robes looked at the battle situation in Qiuzhou City below, as if he was looking at a battlefield sand table, and sneered: "What if we win?"

(End of this chapter)