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Now, let's turn back the time to when the space channel had just been completed and Yan Luoyue and the other two finally returned to the human world from the demon world.

The exit to return is naturally still located at Zhan Yunxiao Sword Village.

But almost as soon as his feet touched the ground, Yan Luoyue keenly noticed that the atmosphere here had changed greatly.

——Something must have happened.

After exchanging glances with Wu Manshuang and Ling Shuanghun, Yan Luoyue thought secretly.

Thinking of the warning from the love-eating demon before, Yan Luoyue's heart sank.

She thought to herself: Could it be that the demon world's actions are so swift that in just three days they have gathered a large army to put pressure on us?

It was not until she used her spiritual sense to scan the area within a radius of a hundred miles that Yan Luoyue confirmed that although all the monks in Jiantun were ready to go, there were no signs of fighting around, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

It was better than she thought. The human world had already made defensive preparations against the invasion of the Puppet Love Devouring Network.

For the three people who had witnessed the beauty of the snowy region with their own eyes, the changes that had taken place in Jiantun now caused a shock in their hearts.

If we say that before they went to the demon world, Zhan Yunxiao Sword Village was a happy and harmonious farmhouse village.

At this moment, the whole village gave people the feeling that they had already cast plows into swords and gathered people into soldiers.

Those "Second Uncle", "Third Aunt" and "Old Aunt" who had kind smiles on their faces, wore dog-skin hats and looked like they would sit cross-legged with you on the kang and eat melon seeds, now took off their thick and lovely fur coats and only wore a flowing sword robe.

It was as if two precious swords hidden in the mountains had emerged together. Their temperaments were so sharp, yet so harmonious.

For the same purpose, everyone defends this land together, like a supreme magic weapon stationed at the remote border of the snowy region.

Sensing the auras of three people appearing at the same time, Bu Ye came to greet them immediately.

He was also wearing a half-new sword robe, with two storage bags hanging around his waist, dressed for going out.

At this moment, the swordsman's already cold facial features and temperament looked even colder than before.

Yan Luoyue asked him: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"We are preparing for war." Bu Ye simply said, and then handed over a jade slip.

Yan Luoyue used her spiritual consciousness to explore the contents of the jade slip, and then she understood the cause of the matter:

The time when the three of them and the fire returned was very coincidental, just in time for a major mobilization in the world of cultivation.

When Yan Luoyue went to the demon world to look for the last crow's cry fire, other cultivators in the human world were obviously also performing their duties.

To pacify Hongtong Palace is only the first step in the human world to mobilize the will to fight.

After the fall of Hongtong Palace, almost everyone could smell the iron-blooded smell in the air.

Things have reached this stage, and even the least sensitive monks know in their hearts that some earth-shaking changes are about to happen.

——Then, they waited for a jade slip.

The contents of the jade slip were provided by Jiying, the nightmare with light green wings.

This records the rise and fall of the demon race over the past thousands of years.

The difference between demons and monsters is still a secret to most people in the world of cultivation.

Before this, almost everyone thought that monsters were native creatures of the demon world.

They first ruled the demon world, and then became greedy and extended their poisonous claws to the human and demon worlds.

Until today, a jade slip issued by all major sects told them decisively - no!

Monsters are not born from the demon world, they are evil beasts that invaded from outside the world!

The demons have never attacked the human world and the demon world. They have fought bloody battles and have been fighting until now!

As a friendly world, they have an obligation to help their brave brothers and sisters in the demon world. As a native group in the cultivation world, they have an even greater responsibility to defend their homeland.

If you and I, the monks, cannot stand up and repeat the same mistakes we made three thousand years ago in the war against demons, then the current situation where the demons are struggling to survive will be our tomorrow.

If, before the pacification of Hongtong Palace, there was still hesitation:

Is this battle necessary?

Can we negotiate peace with the demons?

Can't we all continue to gather our strength and pass on our responsibilities to the next generation?

After the fall of Hongtong Palace, after having seen their blood wine and various methods of subtly manipulating the monks, these slightly weak-sounding words rarely appeared again.

As for now...

——Those who are not my kind must have different hearts. The three realms are closely related, and the loss of lips and teeth is interdependent.

The number of demons has been drastically reduced, so how can humans and demons talk about peace with the invaders?

Who would trust their life to an intruder who has no feelings for them?

If we don’t show the spirit of fighting to the death and the courage to sacrifice ourselves for justice, the decline of the demon race will be a lesson for the human and monster races!

From this day on, the official name of monsters was completely changed to "invading aliens".

Under such calls, the determination of the people in the cultivation world for the war became stronger every day, and the preparations for the war became more complete every day.

After reading the contents on the jade slip, Yan Luoyue's gaze dropped down to the storage bag on Bu Ye's waist.

"What is this...?" If she was not mistaken, Bu Ye was dressed like this and was going out?

Bu Ye patted his storage bag and said calmly, "This is my luggage."

"My 514 disciples of the Cloud-Slaying Sword Tun are ready day and night. Whenever a war breaks out, we will go to support them."

"If there is trouble in the Snow Region, we will defend it to the death. If there is war in the world, we will not stand idly by."

There are few people in the Snow Region, so there are no super sects like Guiyuan Sect, Hongtong Palace, and Fanyin Temple.

Even the Hansong Sect and the Zhanyunxiao Sword Sect, which are considered large sects, are only the size of medium-sized sects.

It's just that because there are many sword cultivators and their combat power is strong, they are promoted to a higher level.

More than 500 disciples, which is almost one-third of the entire Zhan Yun Xiao Sword Group.

But from Bu Ye's determined expression, it can be seen that even if these sword-cultivating disciples die in a foreign land for this, they will not regret it.

There is a power in the world that is higher than life and higher than anything else.

That is why the Crow's Crying Fire collided with the peak-like "Bloody Mountains", and why the Moon-falling Wood and the Frost-filled Stone have been fighting with the enemy until now and sent their incarnations to the human world.

When Yan Luoyue, three others and Huo left the snowy area, Bu Ye personally sent them to the edge of the defense line at the entrance of the village.

Yan Luoyue stopped and looked back at this imposing sect.

She spoke sincerely to the swordsman standing straight as a javelin:

"After this battle is over, Manshuang and I will come to the Snow Region to eat roasted corn with you."

Bu Ye smiled slightly. When this swordsman who was unlucky in gambling raised the corners of his lips, he looked so innocent that he almost looked boyish.

"Are you kidding me? You came all the way here just to eat some roasted corn?"

Bu Ye shook Yan Luoyue's little body and said loudly, "At least make some skewers."

…

Yan Luoyue traveled all the way back to Guiyuan Sect from the Snow Region.

They passed by Moyunlong, passed by Junxin Bay, passed by Dingchan Temple, and bypassed Xuanjitun.

Along the way, almost every place we passed was filled with a tense atmosphere.

As the monks came and went, their sharp eyes carefully scanned the attire of the strange visitors. Nets to identify the Thousand-Faced Devil were hung high in front of the three city gates.

The entire cultivation world is like a young man who has had a good sleep. He moved his limbs, stretched his arms and legs, and then silently waited on the four-sided competition stage, waiting for the sound of the golden bell to ring, and then he drew his sword -

Because of this, when the space passage suddenly opened up one day, the expressions on the faces of the monks who first saw this scene were surprised rather than frightened.

Everyone had already prepared themselves mentally for the news of the demons' impending attack.

When they realized that the war had really begun at the front line, they even looked relieved that everything had settled.

——This was a war that was bound to happen, it just happened to happen on this day.

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang walked quickly into the main hall and greeted everyone present.

To this day, not many people know the true identities of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang.

The dozen or so people gathered in this room are all the leaders or elders of major sects. They have been proven to be willing to die rather than betray the world of cultivation.

Yan Luoyue walked deeper into the main hall and asked, "What's the situation now?"

At the deepest part of the main hall, there hangs a picture of mountains, rivers and people that is twenty meters long and six meters wide.

The leader of Guiyuan Sect stood in front of this picture, and his immortal figure looked thin against the huge image.

The headmaster stretched out his finger and pointed at the place where he had just received the message.

Then, a cluster of three-dimensional flame patterns appeared at the corresponding location on the map.

"The space channel has just been opened, and those who have entered the human world so far are still low-level invading alien species."

The head of the sect turned around slowly and looked at Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang with a calm gaze.

"Please be patient and wait for a while."

Originally, before the war started, Yan Luoyue wanted to sneak into the demon world and carry out the beheading operation on the Puppet Love Devouring Network.

However, she looked for several seals of the Demon Realm and tried several times, but she failed every time - she didn't know what shameful things the Puppet Love Devouring Network was doing behind the scenes, it actually took the initiative to seal off several passages to the Demon Realm!

In terms of space control, the Puppet Love Devouring Network has an innate advantage over the race.

Yan Luoyue even thought about opening a temporary one-time space channel by himself.

Unexpectedly, the passage was blocked by the Puppet Love-Devouring Net when it was only halfway opened, and she and Wu Manshuang almost got lost in space.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Open up, you bastard! Look at me!

If you have the guts to drag me and my man's body, then just open the door!

At that moment, Yan Luoyue really wanted to snatch Wu Ti's mouth away and put it on herself.

Perhaps it was because the Puppet Love Devouring Network had remembered the auras of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang since their last meeting.

For it, one of the purposes of this battle is to deplete the power of the human world and the demon world and consume the excessive number of invading alien species in the demon world.

As for the real bodies of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang, they were two incidents that the Puppet Love Devouring Network was absolutely unwilling to let go.

Faced with this situation, everyone in the human world brainstormed and finally came to a conclusion.

Only when the passage to the demon world opens automatically and higher-level invading alien species emerge from the passage, will the presence of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang not be so conspicuous in the space.

By then, the two of them will be able to pass themselves off as the real ones and swim upstream.

The leader of the Hehun Sect stepped forward.

She was a woman of overly noble temperament and overly beautiful appearance.

There seemed to be a faint light shrouding the Hehun Sect Leader all the time, and every move he made exuded a sense of holiness that made people dare not look directly at him.

She smiled at the two and said, "The ones that have shown up now are just low-level aliens like the drill in the mud. If you two want to pass, you have to wait until monsters of the level of the Flash Phosphorus Demon appear in large numbers."

While speaking, the Hehun Sect's leader's pair of beautiful eyes looked at Yan Luoyue for a while, and then at Wu Manyhuang.

Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she fixed her gaze on Yan Luoyue, looking at him with a smile, her eyes blinking.

Hence, there seemed to be a seductive aura in that holiness that no one dared to desecrate.

The leader of the Hehun clan smiled and said, "I have walked in the human world for many years...but I have never had the honor of embracing the Falling Moon Tree."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Oh my God, look, this beautiful girl is seducing me.

Wu Manshuang glanced at Sect Master Hehun warily, then dragged Yan Luoyue to another corner of the hall in an instant.

"——Luoyue, she might just want to eat Guiling Paste."

Yan Luoyue: "...Okay, as long as she doesn't eat the snake stew."

The leader of the Hehun Sect looked at the sweet affection between the young couple, smiled and said:

"It's a pity that the two of you are already together and living together, so there is no place for me."

This little episode eased the originally solemn atmosphere in the hall, and everyone present burst into laughter.

Yan Luoyue looked at the hanging map and cast his gaze in the direction of the flame mark.

"Stargazing Residence, Soul-breaking Pass, Dark Crow City." Mumbling these places, Yan Luoyue suddenly raised an eyebrow, "I remember that the one who was sent to guard Dark Crow City was..."

Wu Manshuang nodded slightly and continued, "It's Senior Brother Xiao Yuan."

…

At this moment, in Dark Crow City, there are three or four space passages opened at this location.

And what gushed out from the passage like flowing water were large numbers of low-level invading alien species.

Soon, countless mud drills, old phlegm suckers, and ground surge monsters had accumulated in front and behind the space channel...

And they appear like a handful of ashes to warm up the barrel of a cannon.

Yuan Feiyu had already charged into the enemy camp with his sword. Beside him, a swordsman who was also wearing the robe of a Gui Yuan Sect disciple also drew his sword.

"Brother Yuan, these are all low-level alien species."

"Yeah." Yuan Feiyu responded, "But it can't be underestimated."

Every time his sword fell, dozens, or even hundreds of invading alien species were cut in half by the wind of his sword.

For a swordsman of Yuan Feiyu's level, killing these low-level alien species is effortless.

But even so, after about an incense stick of time, everyone present could feel that the number of alien species being killed was increasing.

The sword-cultivating fellow apprentice frowned: "Brother Yuan, how many alien species did the other side send over?"

Yuan Feiyu said firmly: "No matter how many there are, I will kill them all."

"Brother Yuan is right. No matter how many I kill, I am not inferior to you."

The swordsman smiled at first, then sighed: "These alien species are endless... They are just like consumables."

Yuan Feiyu Zhengzheng said: "They are consumables."

As the direct disciple of the master of Jianfeng Peak, Yuan Feiyu knew more.

For example, most of the invading alien species that have left their names on the Demon Realm genealogy map have very weak emotions, and they are generally negative emotions.

Killing, eating, torture and blood... these activities are all stimuli that can make the blood of invading aliens surge.

This also explains from another perspective why these alien species are so keen on invading other worlds.

Because for this species, fighting is the way of life for these invading aliens.

The entire alien social system is based on infighting and invasion of other worlds.

Yuan Feiyu once heard Junior Sister Dayan use a very precise description - she said that the social structure of the alien species is a war-oriented society.

No one knows how many invading alien species the demon world has accumulated over the years.

What Yuan Feiyu, who was on the front line, felt was an endless stream of low-level alien species gushing out from the space channel.

It was as if the mastermind behind the scenes was determined to destroy all the reserves accumulated over the past three thousand years in this battle.

My junior fellow student complained quietly beside me: "Good fellow, they don't want to live like this, right?"

If these alien species were exchanged for spirit beads, it would be enough for a sword cultivator to eat for many years!

…

In the hall, everyone gathered in front of the map without knowing when.

Listening to the first-hand news reported by the communication stone, the leader of Guiyuan Sect clicked his fingers and added a few more flames at the locations of Dark Crow City and the Soul-breaking Gorge.

The number of flames represents the number of invading alien species sent by the local area, and also represents the intensity of the war.

Judging from the invaders' ill intentions and their powerful momentum, although the human world and the demon world have not held any negotiations, they seem to have reached a consensus - this is the final battle.

——In this battle, either you die or I die!

Yan Luoyue frowned and said, "It's the magic sea tactics."

It can be seen that the space channels that the Puppet Love-Devouring Network initially deployed were located in quite concentrated locations.

For example, near Dark Crow City, it opened a total of five space channels.

For example, Duanhunxian and Guanxingju, it also opened four lanes on one side.

In other words, the opponent's plan was to concentrate its forces, directly defeat these positions, and capture the strongholds.

Yan Luoyue had no doubt that after obtaining Dark Crow City, Broken Soul Valley and Stargazing Residence, the invading alien species would immediately relocate a large number of Heterodera there and begin the next step of mass production.

The leader of Guiyuan Sect nodded slightly, obviously seeing through the aliens' plans.

He immediately mobilized the monks near these locations to provide reinforcements.

But when making the transfer, the head of the sect was very careful——

He would rather mobilize more numbers and use more monks from relatively farther distances to retain at least two-thirds of the monks' strength in nearby garrisons.

…

Turn your attention back to Dark Crow City.

After fighting for nearly half an hour, the sword-cultivating junior brother's tone became obviously a little impatient.

As a sword practitioner of the Guiyuan Sect, this junior fellow practitioner is first-rate among his peers in terms of endurance and physical fitness.

He had once carried the sword array of Jianfeng, and had also participated in life-threatening training...

Therefore, it was other things that caused the sword-cultivating junior fellow apprentice to change his mindset.

"These ghost things..." The sword-cultivating junior brother frowned and said, "Can't they be killed completely?"

Yuan Feiyu shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Calm down!"

The sword-training junior brother swung out his sword again, and more than a dozen mud-drills fell to the ground.

He said frankly: "Brother, I am not afraid of a bloody battle, and I am even less afraid of slaughtering chickens like this. But you should pay attention to the side... It seems that the other Taoist friends can't hold on any longer."

Among the many methods of cultivating the Tao, sword cultivation is undoubtedly the most difficult and the one with the strongest will.

Fighting is their whetstone, sword light is their battle song, and defeating the strong with the weak and fighting to the end is the motto of almost every swordsman.

But for other monks, especially those from Dark Crow City who were younger and had never experienced a battle against demons, this was very different from the battle they had originally expected.

In fact, at this moment, the pressure that many monks were bearing was not from their spiritual power or cultivation.

They face unspeakable psychological pressure.

Low-level invading alien species are easy to kill. Even an ordinary cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining can easily kill one with a spell.

But even for high-ranking monks, the endless number of enemies is like a nightmare.

If they strike with their swords, hundreds of alien species may die instantly.

But soon, the other side added another hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand!

What's even more terrifying is that even the thick corpses of the slaughtered animals have become so thick that they look like a carpet made of flesh and blood.

They showed no fear at all towards the emerging alien species, and some even took the initiative to hide under the thick carpet of flesh and blood - not to avoid attacks, but to take the opportunity to feast on the corpses of their own kind!

In the Faxiu camp, someone turned pale first and murmured, "I want to vomit."

Then, someone else shouted, "These... these monsters and beasts!"

The feeling of killing one cockroach is definitely different from killing ten cockroaches.

But killing one hundred cockroaches is different from killing one thousand.

Perhaps their nerves will become numb only after they kill the 10,000th alien.

But now, the first reaction that came into the hearts of the young monks was almost to vomit.

Yuan Feiyu glanced at the dazed young monks with his peripheral vision and sighed slightly in his heart.

He now finally understood why, when the battle plan was formulated, Yuanying monks were left in each city to guard it.

However, the various sect leaders issued strict orders that Yuanying monks were not allowed to participate in the war in the beginning.

Even just now, they received an order to send out as many ordinary low-level monks as possible, especially young monks who had never been to the Demon Seal and had never participated in the battle to capture Hongtong Palace to meet the enemy.

——Because this group of monks are the ones who need the most experience.

If they are not allowed to adapt to this brutal war from the beginning, I am afraid that their losses will be even more serious later.

Just as Yuan Feiyu was swinging his sword and thinking about these things in his heart, something suddenly happened to one of the monks fighting in the battle.

At first, a practitioner of the law subconsciously stopped the gesture of pinching the magic formula and looked at the battlefield in a trance.

When those invading alien species were alive, they all looked ugly and ferocious, covered with hair and armor.

However, when they lost their lives, were chopped in half, buried in the ground and burned, pierced through the heart by ice blades, smashed into several pieces by boulders... and trampled into minced meat by the alien species that surged up from behind, what came into view was the same bright red flesh and blood as humans.

When he realized this, the practitioner felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by something and he skipped a beat.

This is also... this is also a living being that exists in the world.

As he thought this, his eyes were shrouded in numbness and he loosened his fingers involuntarily, letting the golden bell on his fingers fall to the ground.

The golden bell smashed into the blood, flesh and mud on the ground, causing a pleasant crisp sound, but it failed to arouse the slightest reaction from the practitioner.

He just stared into the distance foolishly, his eyes looking deep into his flesh and blood.

In Faxiu's vision, on the carpet of blood and minced meat, there seemed to be pairs of swaying arms.

They called back and forth, as if saying to him: Come quickly, come quickly...

Those arms were getting closer and closer, until they grabbed Faxiu's wrists and were about to drag him into the abyss of flesh and blood!

At the same time, like this cultivator, he was not the only one whose eyes suddenly turned cloudy and who walked towards the enemy with a numb face.

Among these hundreds of cultivators, there are talisman cultivators, weapon cultivators, pill cultivators, formation cultivators, and a few sword cultivators.

This strangeness naturally attracted the attention of bystanders.

Just as this group of people were about to walk out of their own defense line and step into the attack range of several alien species, suddenly, a burst of clear sword sounds, like heavenly music, suddenly rang out on the battlefield.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yuan Feiyu raising his sword with one hand.

The blood on his sword had not yet dried, and the stream of blood flowed down the silver-white blade.

Yuan Feiyu's eyes were as firm as iron. He tapped the sword with his fingers repeatedly. The trembling sound of the sword shook the consciousness of everyone present.

——"Come back to your senses!" Yuan Feiyu shouted in a deep voice!

It was like a stream of icy water pouring in from the top of their heads, and the monks who had lost consciousness before all shuddered at this moment.

"Hiss—what's wrong with me?"

"Wait, where's my magic weapon?"

"I was just guarding the formation at my position, why did you come here all of a sudden?"

Yuan Feiyu did not answer this question.

His figure was like a miracle, passing through the heavy array of low-level invading alien species, and his sword robe disappeared among a pile of gray alien species.

“——Senior Brother Yuan?!”

The next second, a sword beam as bright as lightning shot up into the sky among the alien army.

Flying out along with the sword light was Yuan Feiyu, who was holding the sword alone, and a gray-white monster that he picked up on the tip of the sword.

Yuan Feiyu had a stern face and a cold tone, but at this moment, his presence was enough to make people feel at ease.

"You lost your focus and fell into the trap of the Phantom Demon."

Someone, who hadn't come to his senses yet, subconsciously asked, "...Phantom Demon?"

Yuan Feiyu turned his head and snorted softly: "After this battle is over, let's go to the game hall and play some video games. Play a game of "Blood Falls on Nanshan" and you will know that hiding among low-level alien species and taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack is a common tactic used by Phantom Demons."

Everyone: “…Oh.”

Someone played the game "Blood Falls on South Mountain" in the game hall and immediately responded:

"Oh, yes, I fought in the game!"

There are also monks who have never been to the game hall, but they also know that the game hall was opened by Gui Yuan Sect.

So while I was grateful to Yuan Feiyu for his help and for stabilizing the situation, I couldn't help but have a little doubt in my heart - well, it was really just a little doubt.

...Well, you're not taking this opportunity to advertise your sect's products, right?

Looking at Yuan Feiyu again, his expression was very upright, and he taught loudly:

"Don't underestimate the enemy. Their attacks are far from as simple as they appear."

"It's like a sharp thorn hidden in the mud. If you are careless, you will be the one stabbed in the heart in the next second!"

After this episode, everyone regained their senses.

Even the most inexperienced monks realized at this moment that no matter how easy it was to kill the low-level alien species, there were still cunning individuals among them.

If I continue to be distracted by other things, I might die here.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Someone was very grateful and said hurriedly: "Thank you, Mr. Xiao Yuanjian!"

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

Yuan Feiyu said with a dark face: "Da Yuan, you can call me Da Yuan Sword Master or Da Yuan Senior Brother, but it must be Da Yuan!"

While everyone was perking up and concentrating on their work, Junior Brother Jianxiu approached Yuan Feiyu with a chuckle and touched his shoulder with his.

"Brother Yuan, please tell me, where do you get the money to play video games?"

We are all sword practitioners, so who doesn’t know who?

As swordsmiths, they use their monthly salary to either buy sword-making materials, repair swords, or provide sword-beautification services.

...If I remember correctly, even Senior Brother Yuan wore patched socks, right?

Tell me quickly, where did you get the money to play the game console? Shouldn't everyone get a share of the money?

Yuan Feiyu snorted and laughed, with a hint of pride in his eyes:

"When the new game console first came out, Junior Sister Dayan gave me a specially customized version."

Sword Cultivator: "..."

Oh, he was so jealous!

The junior brother lowered his voice and shouted, "Brother, you didn't tell us this? Can you let us play a few rounds?"

Yuan Feiyu gestured to his junior fellow apprentice: "Collect the money."

The junior brother gritted his teeth and said, "One third of the game hall?"

Yuan Feiyu nodded: "One third of the game room."

"make a deal!"

This unspeakable deal was made in secret. I don't know what the junior brother was thinking about, but that sly smile appeared on his face again.

Yuan Feiyu glanced at him and said, "Let it go."

The junior fellow laughed loudly and ran away:

"Brother Yuan, I finally understand why you are not bothered at all when dealing with these low-level aliens. Well, you can even see the aliens fall down when you draw your sword. Isn't this much better than when you were sparring with Sister Yan?"

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

The next sword energy from Yuan Feiyu flew out, brushing against the sword-cultivating junior brother's scalp and cutting off half of his hair on the spot.

As everyone knows, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan has been very competitive throughout his life.

There are two things in his life that he cannot say to someone's face, and one is to call him "Senior Brother Xiao Yuan/Lord Xiao Yuan Sword/Master Xiao Yuan".

The second thing is the ten days and ten nights when he gave Yan Luoyue scraping treatment!

…

The war continued, and soon it became clear that when the leader of Guiyuan Sect dispatched reinforcements, he would only mobilize one-third of the troops from various places at most.

In less than a day, the Puppet Love-Devouring Network opened up several new space channels.

This time, the location where it opened the space channel was at a few places not too far from the previous wave of channels.

The number and scale of this second wave of channels are no less impressive than the previous one.

It is conceivable that if they had not been able to keep their composure and ordered most of the monks to stay where they were, when the second wave of attack came, these positions might have been destroyed by the invading alien species in one fell swoop.

In the main hall, Yan Luoyue was filled with emotion after receiving the news. She looked at the new flames on the map and exclaimed, "Master, this is a brilliant plan."

"No, it's just that they have used this trick before." The headmaster stroked his beard and spoke slowly.

He smiled at Yan Luoyue calmly: "As the saying goes, 'What is the trick of animals?'"

Yan Luoyue raised his eyebrows teasingly and said, "It only adds to the laughter."

After staring at the map in a daze for a while, Yan Luoyue asked a very important question, which was also what many people on the battlefield wanted to know at this moment.

"How many of them do you think there are?"

The headmaster shook his head slightly and gave a very scary answer.

“There were so many people, shoulder to shoulder, that it was hard to count them.”

Yan Luoyue was slightly startled: "The last time I went to see them with Manshuang, they filled the entire mountain."

There weren't many invading alien species near the mountain. Yan Luoyue believed that the number of alien species was extremely large. But if there were so many...

The headmaster suddenly asked a very unexpected question: "Did you go to the underground to have a look that time?"

What? Yan Luoyue thought about it, and her expression suddenly changed.

"It's all underground too?"

You know, there is a magma river flowing near the entrance that she and Wu Manshuang entered last time.

If they live underground, wouldn't that mean they are living in the heat? How can they survive in such hot and humid weather?

But soon, Yan Luoyue reacted.

Yes, these alien species can hollow out a mountain and build a pyramid-like monster structure inside.

Well, it's not surprising that they build nests underground, just like termites.

Moreover, aren't the Heteromorphs also living in the already extremely hot and humid place at the bottom of the mountain?

Yan Luoyue privately guessed that the original world of these invading alien species was probably a very cruel environment.

So, their life is so strong and their recipes are so wide.

Ordinary extreme environments cannot even do anything to them, so these alien species will only die if they are killed.

Thinking of this, Yan Luoyue seemed to be lost in thought, and began to understand where the war in the demon world started.

"In the past twenty years... have they become fully populated?"

So twenty years ago, the Puppet Love Devouring Network launched an invasion of the demon world.

One of the purposes of doing this is to use war to digest the excess alien species.

…

In Dark Crow City, the battle between the two sides has not stopped.

If you look down from above, you can see that the color of Dark Crow City has become so bright and eye-catching.

Every inch of its soil is soaked in blood, spreading over the land within a hundred miles, like an evil flower watered with life.

Junior Brother Jian Xiu approached Yuan Feiyu again and whispered, "Senior Brother Yuan, these alien species are getting stronger and stronger. This is not a good sign."

Yuan Feiyu's face was as gloomy as water, and he was well aware of the situation.

"Because they have more carcasses of the same species to eat."

Now, the newly emerged alien species are not in a hurry to rush up and fight with humans.

These low-level aliens were delighted by the sight of the naked eye, and they advanced to the front line, eating and strolling along the way.

Yuan Feiyu shook his head slightly: "This is not what I am most worried about."

What made Yuan Feiyu frown was the alien corpses that now littered the battlefield.

You know, ever since the Demon Realm Genealogy Diagram theory was proposed by Yin Wangyou, relevant sages have made deductions on it.

The current consensus in the cultivation world is that the changes in alien species are related to their food types and environment.

For example, if a tree is stuck in the mud, it may have four or five branches to move on.

But if the food it eats is not a Mud Drill of the same level, but a Corpse Demon, then it is more likely to embark on the path of Plague Demon Transformation.

If it eats a human sword cultivator, it will be more likely to evolve into a sword bone demon in the future.

Yuan Feiyu murmured, "Such a large number of casualties... is the most likely to breed plague demons."

The pestilence emitted by this monster is not only effective against mortals, but also causes great harm to low-level cultivators.

Without hesitation, Yuan Feiyu divided the monks on the battlefield into two groups.

One group is led by a sword cultivator, responsible for exterminating the alien species transmitted from the entrance of the space channel.

As for the other group, it is headed by the Dharma cultivators, assisted by the Formation cultivators, Talisman cultivators and others, and they are specifically responsible for dealing with the alien corpses on the ground.

The latter may seem simple, but in fact the workload is far less than that of fighting.

Take how to deal with corpses for example: the mage can burn these corpses, but just cooking them is not enough, otherwise wouldn’t that be adding food to the alien species?

Therefore, it must be burned to ashes.

Some people were cursing the alien ancestors while they were fighting - well, just curse the alien mother demon.

"There are actually such bullshit in the world. We have to fight both the living and the dead. Hammer the ancestors of the heterosibird!"

Facts have proved that Yuan Feiyu's worries were not groundless.

Not long after, Yuan Feiyu received news that a large number of mortals had fallen ill downstream of Dark Crow City.

Because the corpses of the invading alien species are very dirty things. They will emit a very filthy demonic aura.

For monks, this evil spirit is nothing, it just smells a little bad, but it is different for mortals.

After receiving the news, Yuan Feiyu was slightly startled: "The water downstream is polluted by corpses?"

No, it's only been a day or so. Even if the water source is polluted, it won't happen so quickly.

Then, Yuan Feiyu suddenly realized: "It's the wind..."

So many alien species died here, and the wind blowing along the way carried evil spirits, which the mortal body could not withstand, so they would naturally get sick.

As monks, everyone present was ready to die in battle.

But if this battle were to harm ordinary people... Yuan Feiyu shook his head secretly, thinking that this move was extremely vicious.

Those who have died so far are just low-level invading alien species.

When the high-level invading alien species die, their corpses will probably have a greater impact on mortals.

At that moment, Yuan Feiyu did not hesitate and selected a team of formation cultivators to form a formation to protect these mortals.

But this makes it even more difficult to balance the situation.

In order to protect mortals, the formation cultivators must hope that the evil energy in the wind will become weaker and that the speed at which the sword cultivators kill the aliens will be slowed down.

For sword cultivators, if they slow down the speed of killing alien species, the alien species will focus on eating, making it easier for them to transform into a climate, and then become difficult to deal with.

Therefore, the sword cultivators hoped that the magic cultivators could deal with the corpses quickly.

But the Dharma practitioners also have their difficulties: originally the Formation practitioners could help, but now many of them have been transferred away!

In this way, all three parties are tied to the same balance beam, which is really a dilemma.

Just as Yuan Feiyu frowned, thinking about how to break the impasse, a voice suddenly came from a distance.

"——We are here! We are here!"

Yuan Feiyu turned his head suddenly and saw a petite little girl running quickly towards the battlefield.

Her eyes were like two drops of dew, and the two pointed ears standing on her head snapped a few times, looking very soft.

...Is it a Tibetan antelope demon?

This thought only flashed through Yuan Feiyu's mind.

The next second, Pao Lulu was like a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, she had bypassed hundreds of mud drills in different positions and plunged into the center of the battlefield!

Pao Lulu stood proudly in front of Yuan Feiyu, with her hands on her hips, and shouted: "Hold on a little longer, support from our demon world is coming!"

Dozens of miles behind Pao Lulu, there was a tribe of demons who arrived a step later and were slower, but were just as overwhelming!

They brought with them a group of vulture monsters that love to eat, a group of extremely large cockroach monsters, a group of water fly monsters that should not be underestimated, and...

"There are also 100,000 larvae of the fly demon tribe - oh, you know, maggots!"

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

Yuan Feiyu looked calm on the surface, but he couldn't help but get goosebumps on his back because of this list.

Before he could ask "What are you here for?", Pao Lulu pointed at the group of monsters and jumped up and down and shouted.

"We are here to help you deal with these aliens!"

"——Humph, you guys love to eat, right? You rely on eating to become healthy, right? We, the demon race, will show you that you are not the only ones in the world who know how to eat!"

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

Good guy, he finally understood that the support that the demon world provided to the human world was a large number of foodies.

This is really...

Yuan Feiyu smiled widely: "Thank you, we really need it!"