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These dark and overwhelming demon reinforcements had just arrived and they didn't even have time to say a word before they hurriedly began to perform their duties.

At this moment, their figures working for the country and the people are sacred, inviolable, and selfless.

In short, this is not a simple meal. Every bite these monsters eat is the future prosperity and peace of the cultivation world!

...In theory, this should be the case.

But in fact, looking at the scene of people wolfing down the food and rejoicing in it, for a moment, Yuan Feiyu was reminded of the sect cafeteria when it opened for meal.

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

He shook his head slightly, and put that scene out of his mind.

Yuan Feiyu straightened his expression and continued to deal with the invading alien species.

The arrival of these monsters effectively reduced the pressure on humans to deal with alien corpses.

But as time went by, Yuan Feiyu clearly felt that the strength of these alien species was slowly increasing.

——It’s not just because they eat the corpses of their own kind.

Moreover, the invading alien species that emerged from the space channel are more powerful than the cannon fodder that emerged at the beginning.

I think that in a while, what will emerge from the space channel will not only be these most common low-level alien species, but also intermediate and high-level alien species will appear one after another.

Yuan Feiyu's heart suddenly tightened as his eyes swept across a group of demons that were eating voraciously on the battlefield.

He looked at the girl from the demon world who had come to deliver the letter and asked quickly, "You ate the alien species, will the foul air have any effect on you?"

"No," Paolulu said crisply, "We have proven this many times in the past twenty years."

Compared to humans, the vitality of demons is inherently stronger.

What's more, this time the demons sent out by the demon world are all carrion-eating demons.

People even eat foods with stronger flavors, so there is no problem with just some low-level alien species.

The girl Pao Lulu has mastered the special skills of the Tibetan antelope tribe very well.

She was chosen as a messenger because she was agile and swift, and could even run faster than the wind on the plains.

But she is still young, and although she is very good at running, her performance in other aspects is a little bit worse.

On the battlefield, sometimes just a misjudgment is enough to decide life or death.

Suddenly, Pao Lulu made a small mistake while circulating the spiritual energy of the spell, which resulted in the spell's power not being as strong as she expected.

Just as Pao Lulu was about to be attacked by a powerful ghost-headed demon, Yuan Feiyu quickly pulled her back.

After escaping death, Lulu's ears flicked twice very softly.

Yuan Feiyu's gaze fixed on the pair of light brown, soft, pointed ears, then he looked away a little awkwardly.

He coughed lightly and found a random topic to talk about: "We don't have the habit of eating monsters here. Monster meat is usually processed as a material for refining tools or pills... How do you monsters eat it? Don't you think the meat is too sour and rough?"

Pao Lulu thought about this question seriously, and her brown ears moved little by little with her movements.

"Well... our demon race, depending on our race, seems to have a richer taste and recipes than you humans."

She smiled lively, and in between reciting the incantation, she leisurely raised a finger.

"Let me give you an example. Let's take the rabbit demon. If a rabbit demon in human form wants to eat grass, he can just pull a strand and eat it raw. But, are you humans willing to eat fresh raw grass?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Feiyu pressed his stomach reflexively.

Pao Lulu blinked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

"Please, please..." Yuan Feiyu said very sincerely, "You can give any example, just don't give a rabbit."

Hearing about rabbits gives me stomachache. This is probably a genetic disease that runs throughout Jianfeng from top to bottom, and it will be difficult to change in the next few thousand years.

Pao Lulu: “???”

She knew relatively little about the affairs of the human world. Seeing Yuan Feiyu's expression, she didn't know which taboo she had violated. For a moment, she didn't dare to speak casually.

After a while, she thought of the demons from the human world that she had seen before, and said cautiously:

"Let's change the example... um, let's take a turtle..."

Originally, Pao Lulu wanted to say that when turtles transformed into human form, they could also eat raw fish.

But the next second, Yuan Feiyu said quickly: "Wait a minute, let's talk about rabbits."

Pao Lulu: “???”

She couldn't help but think - human swordsmen are so strange.

…

Although it is strange for humans to practice swords, it is also strange for humans to practice elixir, talismans, and magic...

But no matter what habits or hobbies everyone has, at this critical moment when the world of cultivation enters wartime, everyone tries their best.

At this moment, Yan Luoyue and others were in the main hall, receiving news from all directions.

Under the main hall, there are several branch halls, one of which is guarded by Yin Wangyou.

Over the years, the name "Yin Wangyou" has become very well-known in the world of cultivation.

Because she is not only an alchemist, but also the discoverer of the genetic map of the invading alien species.

In the past few years, Yin Wangyou has never become arrogant or hesitated because of his fame at a young age.

She still maintains her habit of not becoming famous: either staying at home or traveling around, quietly contributing to her research.

In just two or three years, the alien evolution genealogy chart in Yin Wangyou's hand was revised from the very first edition to the eleventh edition.

In order to complete this genealogy, she has been dealing with various alien data almost all the time.

Therefore, Yin Wangyou has a very deep understanding of almost all the alien habits in the world today.

Yan Luoyue met Yin Wangyou before the Puppet Love-Devouring Network launched its attack.

It was precisely because of what they talked about during this meeting that Yan Luoyue even dared to assert that in terms of certain details about alien species, even Wu Manshuang might not know as much as Yin Wangyou.

At this moment, a large map more than ten meters long was hung in the main hall where Yan Luoyue and others were.

The room where Yin Wangyou was sitting was like a plant greenhouse, with sand tables from different locations placed all over the shelves.

The communication stone was placed in the center of the branch hall, and the sound never stopped, bringing news from all directions to the monks in the room.

"Severed Soul, most of the alien species I have come into contact with so far are Earth Surge Demons..."

"Stargazing Residence, the alien species here have begun to gradually transform into plague demons..."

"Dark Crow City, with the support of the demon world, we have controlled the number of alien corpses very well. Now there are more ghost-headed demons..."

In this hall, besides Yin Wangyou, there were seven or eight other monks.

They are men and women, young and old, and without exception, they are very familiar with the characteristics of the invading alien species.

Everyone gathered around a table, listening to the news coming from the communication stone, and buried their heads in writing, writing furiously without even raising their heads.

After a while, the situation on the battlefield opposite the communication stone was temporarily stabilized. No new information came out of the stone, and these people raised their heads one after another and pushed the papers in their hands forward.

Yin Wangyou read through everyone's analysis at a glance - it turned out that what they wrote was a strategy on how to deal with these invading alien species.

The first thing to be solved is the Soul-Severing Depth, where the communication is most urgent and the number of alien species that need to be fought is the largest.

Yin Wangyou also handed out white papers with his own writing to everyone.

Her voice was slightly hoarse, and the same tone remained as that of the girl who sold small turtle paste in the Silver Light Arena several years ago.

But Yin Wangyou's temperament has already developed the calm and composed demeanor of a general that he had never had before.

"The climate in the Soul Severing Stream alternates between hot and cold, which is very extreme. The Earth Tide Demon has six directions of evolution. Taking environmental factors into consideration, the demon world will tend to send out monsters such as the Explosion Demon and the Earth Tide Demon. The Earth Tide Demon is more likely to evolve into the Earth Tide Demon."

After hearing the results of this analysis, several monks present breathed a sigh of relief.

——Yes, they think so too.

Yin Wangyou said, "So my suggestion is to send more practitioners who are good at wood-based techniques to reinforce the Broken Soul Gorge."

"I second that."

“That’s as it should be.”

"Xiaolu and I both think that we need to pay attention to the following points when dispatching..."

We had a brief discussion and confirmed that our ideas were similar, and then quickly changed several details of the original plan.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Wangyou let out a short breath, picked up the communication stone, and reported the discussed plan to the headquarters.

Next, we just need to wait for the headquarters to mobilize personnel and deploy this response plan.

…

Faced with these passages to the demon world opened by the Puppet Love Devouring Net, all the clan leaders and elders in the headquarters agreed that they could not allow these invading alien species to come and go as they please.

"If we allow that puppet Love Devouring Net to open the channel at will, it won't be long before the entire world is plunged into war."

This is their world of cultivation, how can they tolerate invading alien species flourishing here?

So…

"We must also proactively block these spatial channels."

Therefore, in terms of tactics, the people in the headquarters carried out the rescue and mobilization of the monks in a very targeted manner.

On the battlefield, the monks facing the enemy also received orders to repel the monsters and seal the space passages opened by the demon world.

At this time, we can see how useful the portable formation modified by Ji Qinghong is.

There is no need for a dozen people to work hard and spend several days to construct it.

Just send out one or two formation repairers who have a good understanding of formations and some adaptability skills.

In less than an hour, the first layer of seal can be established. Now it comes in handy.

It can be said that for the current situation, this portable Demon Realm Seal is indeed a powerful weapon.

Even though Ji Qinghong had caused them so much trouble at other times, at this moment, the elders and clan leaders still had to admit that the emergence of such an evildoer in the world of cultivation was not entirely a bad thing.

Hearing everyone's insincere praise, Sect Leader Gui Yuan stroked his sparse beard and smiled without saying anything.

The first to accept this order was the Star Observation House where Kang Bashui and others were stationed.

During the last battle against demons, Guanxingju was an important pass.

Therefore, before the war started, Guiyuan Sect and Fanyin Temple both dispatched personnel here.

The two major sects are in charge, assisted by some disciples sent by other small and medium sects, who jointly guard this place.

After hearing the order from the headquarters, Kang Bashui opened his voice and encouraged his disciples:

"Did you hear that? We just need to send these ghosts back to where they came from and seal them with a formation, and the unrest here will be quelled!"

Upon hearing the news, everyone present was excited.

What had felt like a long fight now seemed hopeful.

Kang Bashui waved his eight tentacles and rushed to the front line alone.

The one who followed him closely at this time was not a cultivator from Guiyuan Sect, but a young disciple from Xuri Sect.

This disciple is still young, only twelve or thirteen years old.

He is the youngest son of the elder of the Rising Sun Sect, and is usually a spoiled child.

But when the war broke out, partly out of voluntarily asking for leave and partly to set an example, this young disciple actually went to the battlefield.

——After all, he is a cultivator. Regardless of his age, he is more useful than ordinary people at this time.

On weekdays, monks enjoy treatment that is unattainable for mortals, and a long life that makes mortals jealous.

Therefore, at the critical moment when the human world is in trouble, it is the monks' natural responsibility to defend their homeland.

But this child is indeed still young, and is the youngest among all the monks led by Kang Bashui.

Kang Bashui was cheerful and straightforward, and had the habit of a caring brother. Therefore, even when fighting against alien species, he brought this young disciple of the Rising Sun Sect with him and looked after him at all times.

Life and death situations have always been the best way to build friendships.

But after two or three days, Kang Bashui became familiar with this young disciple.

At this time, Kang Bashui saw that the young disciple's face was stained with flying blood and had turned into a blood scab, so he took a moment to wave his tentacles and kindly helped him remove it.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, this delicate little disciple of the Rising Sun Sect screamed in surprise: "No, Brother Bashui, I'm allergic to seafood!"

Seafood·Octopus·Kang Bashui: "...Oh, little brother, you should have said so earlier."

With a light cough, the young disciple of the Rising Sun Sect also felt a little embarrassed and quickly added:

"I'm only allergic to seafood, not all aquatic products... Um, Brother Bashui, are you a freshwater octopus?"

Kang Bashui: “…”

To be honest, in his entire life, he has never heard of freshwater octopuses among the octopus family.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, the young disciple felt ashamed and embarrassed, and started hacking at the earth demon in front of him.

Only after the flat earth demon was chopped into dumpling fillings did the young disciple mutter in a low voice:

"These alien species are opening the space channel too fast."

At first, there were only four or five space passages in the Stargazing Residence. But not long ago, the other party opened three more holes here!

Kang Bashui has a carefree personality. He is usually cheerful and loves to laugh, always joking with others.

But at this moment, the expression of this octopus brother was very calm and resolute.

Kang Bashui said decisively: "Even if they open a hundred channels, we can close a hundred and one."

The young disciple was a bit more serious, and he subconsciously said, "We've only opened 100, how can we seal the 101st?"

Kang Bashui opened his mouth and was about to answer when he heard the monk from the Fanyin Temple behind him shout, "— Seal his asshole!"

Immediately afterwards, the screaming master rushed forward, wielding a pair of mighty Vajra Arhat Demon-Subduing Fists, duangduangduang.

Kang Bashui: “…”

Kang Bashui slowly closed his eyes.

Although, he had already been working with this group of monks for two or three days.

But Brother Bashui felt deeply that no matter how many years passed, he would not be able to adapt to this overly simple and rough style of doing things.

Of course, not all monks in Fanyin Temple are this kind of Vajra monks.

As a temple, it is natural that there are masters who are proficient in Zen and have outstanding thinking skills.

For example, at this moment, the masters are sitting in the center of the battlefield and chanting scriptures together. Golden light is emanating from their bodies, causing the alien species shrouded in the golden light to surrender one after another.

However, it is well known that compared to the latter who have lived a peaceful life, there are many more warrior monks and nuns in the Fanyin Temple...

In the past, Kang Bashui had the opportunity to witness the other party's style of doing things once.

After that, he no longer wanted to have conflicts with these monks and nuns.

...Because they taught Kang Bashui what hand-made fish balls are.

As the attack power of the aliens grew stronger, the enemies pouring out of the space channel also changed from low-level aliens at the beginning to a large number of rolling demons.

Looking at these rolling demons with turbid colors, rolling at an incredible speed, like a fierce vanguard, everyone present was on guard.

The same is true for Kangbashui.

But while he was on guard, he couldn't help feeling nostalgic.

This moment, this situation, this scene, seems like yesterday.

For some reason, Kang Bashui suddenly thought of Junior Sister Yan and Junior Brother Wu.

Once, in the seal of the Demon Realm that they were ordered to clear, the three of them also fought side by side and slew batches of rolling demons.

Only a few people know the identities of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang's divine objects.

Therefore, Kang Bashui only knew that in order to cope with this war, almost all of Guiyuan Sect’s elite disciples were scattered throughout the human world as team leaders to perform defense duties.

He thought secretly: Junior Sister Yan and Junior Brother Wu, as disciples of that peak, should be entrusted with some important responsibilities, right?

I wonder where they are assigned now? Are the two of them in the same place?

The eight tentacles waved in the air, Kang Bashui spurted out a mouthful of ink, and sprinkled out a stack of blank talisman paper.

When he was driving with ease and following his muscle memory to draw his most proud spell - the rebound spell, Kang Bashui was distracted for half a second.

Kang Bashui thought: Junior Sister Yan and Junior Brother Wu, as long as the two of them join forces, they will be an unrivaled weapon in the world.

I just hope that when the master assigns tasks, he does not separate this pair of junior brothers and sisters.

In this way, with the talents and abilities of the two junior brothers and sisters, they should be able to handle any situation.

This brief confusion did not weaken Kang Bashui's fighting power at all.

In the blink of an eye, a stack of talismans took shape under the simultaneous operation of the eight tentacles.

For a moment, Kang Bashui waved each of his tentacles with great force.

Kang Bashui draws and sticks the rebound talismans at the same time, and his production speed exceeds any assembly line.

He not only put it on himself, but also on others.

Kang Bashui had anti-repellent talismans attached to his body, showing extraordinary bravery, as if he were the reincarnation of Zhao Yun. His agile figure went in and out of the battlefield killing many enemies.

While he used the anti-repellent talisman to repel the attacks of the rolling demons, he also distributed the talismans to other monks on the battlefield.

The way Kang Bashui threw spells at his teammates was like flowers flying on the ground. Even the most experienced chef in the restaurant, chuachua peeling potato chips, could not have expected it.

As the cultivator closest to Kang Bashui, the young disciple of the Rising Sun Sect was the first to receive one.

Kang Ba’s level is pretty good, but his little disciple is a little short.

Then, a rebound talisman was stuck right on the forehead of the young disciple. When he blew at it, the talisman flew up.

“…”

The talisman hanging down was a bit of an obstruction to the eyes, but the disciple did not dare to remove it for fear of affecting its effectiveness.

After all, he is still young and still has a childlike innocence.

So when the mask was stuck on his forehead, the little disciple put his feet together and jumped like a zombie.

"Hi!"

The "little zombie" relied on the rebound charm on its head and pushed back the attack of a rolling demon!

These small and medium-sized rolling demons are just appetizers.

We can deal with it with our swift movements, the ability of anti-repellent talismans, and some flying magic weapons.

But soon, there was a sudden rumbling vibration from the ground.

Kang Bashui once experienced the seal of the Demon Realm with Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang.

Therefore, as soon as he felt the ground shaking beneath his feet, he immediately had a premonition and sent a signal to the monks to retreat.

Kang Bashui himself immediately grabbed the collar of the Rising Sun Sect disciple and quickly retreated.

Sure enough, after a few snaps of the fingers, a giant rolling demon emerged from one of the space passages.

It was as high as a three-story building and almost couldn't squeeze out of the space passage.

While the Guiyuan Sect monks represented by Kang Bashu temporarily retreated, another group of people remained entrenched in the same place without moving.

Judging from their clothes and their shiny, round bald heads, these monks sitting cross-legged in a row are none other than the masters from the Fanyin Temple.

Facing the powerful attack of the giant rolling demon, the masters raised their palms in front of their chests, closed their eyes, let their monk robes fall naturally, and looked peaceful and calm.

Even though the ground beneath them was shaking dangerously as the rolling demon approached, the rhythm of their silent recitation of the scriptures could not change in the slightest.

Perhaps anticipating the difficulty of this group of monks, the giant rolling demon suddenly stopped moving forward.

The next second, a beam of energy as bright as daylight gathered in front of the giant rolling demon!

——In order to wipe out this group of masters from the Fanyin Temple, the Round Demon showed no mercy and brazenly used up all the energy he had accumulated over the years in one shot!

The monks who can appear here all have a booklet on invading alien species and know the characteristics of the rolling demons by heart.

Therefore, when people saw the Rolling Demon deliver that attack that was full of energy, they couldn't help but gasp!

However, the masters of the Fanyin Temple, who were at the front of the attack route, did not even blink.

The sound of them silently reciting the scriptures was still so stable and peaceful.

"To attain the supreme wonderful Dharma..."

As everyone chanted, the faint golden light emanating from the masters' bodies rose higher and gradually merged into one.

Then, just before the attacking white light was about to hit him, the golden light of chanting also gathered together to form a huge golden bell!

In an instant, the collision of golden light and white light was so dazzling that it almost made people think they were blind.

In just a moment, the golden bell-like cover was engulfed by white light.

However, after a few seconds, the white light dissipated, and the righteous golden light still stood there motionless.

Kang Bashui witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and felt that the emotion at this moment was even greater than when Junior Sister Yan blocked the cannon for Junior Brother Wu in the past.

Kang Bashui seemed to understand something and murmured, "...Let him be strong, the breeze blows over the mountain. With more help, one can help oneself, and those who are arrogant will not last long."

As he spoke, the eight tentacles extending from his sleeves continued to twist and wrap around everyone's arm or thigh.

Just now, someone didn't have time to retreat, and was grabbed by Kang Bashui's tentacles and dragged to the side.

The young disciple of the Rising Sun Sect was grabbed by the collar by the tentacle, and because of this, he was the first to notice that the spiritual energy flowing around Kang Bashui had become condensed.

"Brother Bashui, your spiritual energy..."

Kang Bashui could feel, without the young disciple saying anything, that he had attained enlightenment in a flash of thought.

At this moment, his cultivation is impacting the barrier in his Dantian.

As for the spiritual energy surging in his meridians, it was rising at an astonishing speed!

Around Kang Bashui, the monks looked at each other.

Someone carefully removed Kang Bashui's tentacles from his body, looked in Kang Bashui's direction, and then grinned.

——As long as we live, hope will never die.

You see, even in such a dangerous and tense battlefield, good things can happen!

The masters of Fanyin Temple were still chanting in low voices. The Sanskrit sounds were pleasing to the ears, and the sound was pure and pious.

"There are good men and women who hear such beings..."

The impact force of the golden bell and white light swept all around, tearing nearly a thousand ordinary rolling demons into pieces on the spot.

Because of this, Kang Bashui was able to complete his promotion without any interruption.

After a moment, Kang Bashui opened his eyes, his eyes bright and energetic.

He waved the four tentacles on his right side at the same time, and rushed forward with full energy.

"What are you waiting for, guys! Let's fight back these little thugs together!"

"The Demon Realm Seal is ready, let them go the way they came!"

Behind Kang Bashui, there were several crazy howls, and they were from the monks of the Fanyin Temple.

"Stop them! Stop them!"

Kang Bashui: “…”

…

As various intermediate and even advanced invading alien species appeared one after another, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang felt that it was time for them to step forward.

In fact, they were not the only ones who made preparations.

As early as half an hour ago, the high-level monks in the Yuanying and Huashen stages had already seized the opportunity and began to join the battle.

At the beginning, not all of us showed up in order to analyze the situation and choose the most appropriate time to go out.

It's like two equally powerful parties going to war, and there's no reason for them to use nuclear weapons against each other right from the start.

But now, everyone feels that the time has come for them to step forward.

Due to their special status as divine objects, the headquarters did not command and dispatch Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang like ordinary disciples.

Regarding the location of support, all the leaders did not speak, but left the choice to Yan Luoyue and the other two.

Finally, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang whispered a few words and jointly decided on a support location.

Just as they were holding hands and walking out of the main hall, they had only taken a few steps when a voice suddenly came from the side and called them.

Yan Luoyue looked back and saw Ji Qinghong with fluttering white hair and a tall and graceful figure standing not far away.

He also looked like he was about to go out, and there was something indescribable in his usually light-hearted and playful smile.

Seeing them turning around, Ji Qinghong clapped his hands casually a few times.

Yan Luoyue keenly noticed that a pinch of stone powder was floating between Ji Qinghong's fingers.

The grayish-white color of the stone powder looked very familiar, and Yan Luoyue reacted after just a brief thought.

"Master just changed the name of the peak?"

Judging from the details of the stone powder, Ji Qinghong probably did not mobilize his disciples this time, but instead carved the new name of their peak himself.

Seeing her quick reaction, Ji Qinghong smiled and said, "Children who are too smart often don't grow tall."

Actually, Yan Luoyue couldn't bear to hit him.

But... Yan Luoyue couldn't help it.

She reminded Ji Qinghong in a low voice: "My true self is so high that it penetrates the heavens and the earth. It is probably tens of thousands of times higher than yours."

Ji Qinghong: “…”

Ji Qinghong paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, silly boy, no wonder you are so tall."

Yan Luoyue: “???”

You've said both the positive and negative things, so you think you're invincible?

Yan Luoyue was a little curious as to what name Ji Qinghong had changed the peak to this time.

But now was not the right time to go see Fengming, so she decided to wait until she came back to see it.

Patting Yan Luoyue on the head, Wu Manshuang brought the topic back on track.

He said calmly, "Master just called us, what's the matter?"

Ji Qinghong looked at the two of them thoughtfully. At a certain moment, Yan Luoyue actually felt that there was a hint of hesitation in Ji Qinghong's movements.

Then, Ji Qinghong handed them a jade pen.

The pen was pure white, and the pen holder was made of white jade, as delicate as a beauty's skin.

The color of the brush hair is surprisingly pure and the material looks familiar...

Yan Luoyue looked at Ji Qinghong strangely and felt that the pen was made of rabbit hair.

“…”

In the pure white, the only bright color from beginning to end of the jade pen is the red rope tied at the end of the pen.

Yan Luoyue looked at the pen and a thought quickly crossed her mind.

By the way, is this pen...?

Ji Qinghong smiled slightly and put his hands behind his back again.

"Keep it. I have a feeling you'll need it."

After leaving these words, Ji Qinghong floated away, his snow-white hair fluttering in the wind, shining like satin, like a corner of a flag.

As for Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang, they held the jade pen and looked at each other with unfathomable expressions.

Yan Luoyue said softly: "This pen, is it..."

Wu Manshuang already knew what she was going to say and responded softly, "Yeah." I think so.

Yan Luoyue smacked her lips softly: "Second Master's Pen has been in this shell all these years."

Wu Manshuang also thought so: "Yeah."

Yan Luoyue shook her head and said, "I really didn't expect that."

Wu Manshuang patted Yan Luoyue's back gently and said softly, "I didn't expect that either."

But in this way, the answer to why the love-eating demon ran away as soon as it saw him became clear.

…

In the end, the support location chosen by Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang was Yunning Daze, their most familiar hometown.

Just before he placed his finger on the map and confirmed his destination, Yan Luoyue had a vague feeling in his heart - since the story started from here, it would also end from here.

Standing on the flying boat heading to Yunning Lake, Yan Luoyue asked softly: "Manshuang, how do you feel now?"

Wu Manshuang smiled and said, "Me? I feel very calm."

Yan Luoyue looked down at her sleeves and saw Crow's Crying Fire's little head poking out from the straw.

"What about Wu Ti?"

At this moment, the Wuti Fire was rarely noisy.

Xiao Huomiao lowered his voice and tried to produce a more mature voice.

He said firmly, "We will win."

Crow's Cry Fire repeated his words again: "--Saplings, big rocks, we will win."

Three thousand years ago, three thousand years later, the three divine objects were together before, are together now, and will be together in the future.

At this moment, they rushed together towards a fate that they must face and decided to overcome it.

…

At this time, in front of the space passage of Yunning Daze, the four surrounding cities formed the same line to jointly resist these invading alien species.

Although some young and dandy monks were usually praised as talented, their faces turned pale in this meat-grinder-like scene.

Under normal circumstances, as soon as these young monks showed signs of illness, a group of maids and servants would come and support them by the arms and hold their boots to invite them to the side.

But now, no one is free to help them.

At most, everyone looked at each other silently, vomited a few times, wiped their mouths, and started to mock each other.

"What's wrong with you? You're as frightened as a bone hyperplasia demon!"

"No match for you, you're as soft as a snot bubble demon."

A few playboys glared at each other fiercely, snorted, turned their heads, and rejoined the battle.

The leader and elders of Luoshu Sect were also fighting on the front lines.

The elder noticed what was happening behind him, smiled, and released a stream of water to wash the blood off the sword.

She said with emotion: "The children are gradually growing up."

The headmaster coughed lightly.

The fierce battle just now triggered the old wound on his chest that was broken by the rolling demon, but he didn't care.

The Luoshu Sect leader said calmly: "Just like a small tree will sprout, and the vast ocean will become a mulberry field. We will all die, and the next generation will become a stronger version of ourselves."

Three hundred steps away from the Luoshu Sect's leader and elders, Ruyi City Lord Zhen Zhuoer and Chiyu City Lord Meng Zhun were directing their men to adjust their positions, assemble formations, and launch a new round of attacks.

On weekdays, they only bring their guards with them when they get together, so it’s not noticeable.

Now when real kung fu is displayed on the battlefield, the difference is obvious.

——The subordinates of these two city lords are well-organized and know when to advance and retreat. Their quality is much higher than that of the subordinates in other cities.

One city lord asked with envy, "We in Yunning Daze have always been of the same blood. Do you two have any special methods? Why don't you share them with us?"

They have always known that there are friendly exchanges between Chiyu City and Ruyi City.

But are their methods of training their subordinates also so similar? Are they so close to each other that they share such important matters?

Upon hearing this question, Zhen Zhuoer and Meng Zhun couldn't help but smile at each other.

Zhen Zhuoer has a delicate and beautiful face, and usually dresses like a fairy concubine.

Today, she was wearing a plain robe with her hair tied up high, looking very elegant.

Zhen Zhuo'er's eyes sparkled, and she said leisurely, "Wait until this battle is over. After that, you will know."

Meng Zhun was a kind person, so he didn't keep the secret and revealed a little: "I would also like to thank Master Yan Bixin for this."

When Master Yanbixin was mentioned, Meng Zhun's eyes suddenly surged with strong and complex emotions.

Back then, under the moonlight, Master Yan came walking on the moon and they had a close conversation.

To date, more than ten years have passed since that day.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, Master Yan would actually give him a beta test game console as a gift.

Even though the mysterious weapon refiner in black robe is far away, he still misses his friends in the border areas.

Yan Bixin told Meng Zhun in his heart: the name of the new generation of game consoles is called "Refining Machine".

And in the "Refining Machine", there is a chapter simulation about alien invasion.

Therefore, when facing the powerful aliens this time, Meng Zhun's subordinates all behaved as if they were taking a pre-school test, showing that they were candidates who had reviewed the textbook content in advance, and they were confident and not panicking.

Zhen Zhuoer smiled brightly: "It is the same for me, Ruyi City."

That time, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang returned to their hometown to solve the problem of the traditional seal.

Master Yan was secretly guarding beside her and took some time to come over and discuss a business with her.

The "training machine" used by her subordinates for training was the trial version sent by Master Yan.

Meng Zhun said sincerely: "The master's character is as bright as the moon, and he is extraordinary."

At this point, he was somewhat regretful: "If I knew the master's true identity..."

Meng Zhun didn't want to disturb the master.

He just wanted to repay the other party for his kindness and care.

Zhen Zhuoer smiled and hid her lips, thinking to herself: You haven't heard that under the seat of Ji Yaozun, there is a second disciple whose reputation is not well known to others...

That’s right, in Zhen Zhuoer’s mind, Master Yan’s identity is undoubtedly Ji Qinghong’s mysterious second disciple.

However, before Zhen Zhuoer could fully wrap her mind around this, a shadow had already been cast over her head.

She thought it was some large, flying invading alien species. But when she looked up, Zhen Zhuoer was shocked and said, "Is this... what you said is coming true?"

I was just thinking about Master Yan in my heart, and now, Master Yan’s junior brothers and sisters appeared together!

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang stood at the bow of the flying boat.

They saw that the aliens and monks were mixed together on the battlefield below, making it inconvenient for the flying boat to dock, so they shrunk and folded the flying boat in the air.

In an instant, Yan Luoyue turned into a black turtle, and Wu Manyhuang turned into a viper, spreading a pair of thick wings as black as night.

The shadow of the Teng Snake hung down toward the human world, and wherever it passed, the monks raised their eyes.

They saw: a pair of wings that blocked out the sun crossed the pale blue sky and cast a cool shadow over their faces.

Looking more closely, it turned out that the pair of wings were the wings of a Teng snake.

A turtle was intimately entangled between the snake's bodies.

“…”

Someone spoke first, his voice stuttering a little: "Could this be... the legendary Xuanwu?!"

Others noticed that beneath the flying snake and the black turtle, a little bird made of flames was also proudly spreading its wings in the air.

The man slapped his thigh suddenly and said, "Suzaku, this must be Suzaku!"

"Pah, pah, pah, they are really good at guessing." After hearing what these people were shouting, Wu Ti Zhi Huo curled his lips and said, "I am not a bird, chirp chirp!"