The gods and demons finally woke up, and suddenly appeared from every corner with an unstoppable army of millions, attacking everything they could see and sense. If there is any resistance, the whole army will retreat, and the retreat speed is faster than the attack speed of the gods and demons.
Yang Qingshan was the commander-in-chief of the retreating army, with a forced expression on his face, staring viciously at the sand table in his hand.
This sand table is a low-level fairy weapon. Its main function is to use the sand table in front of you to check the opponent's every move when you can't release your spiritual consciousness. After the transformation of the large formation, the consciousness of the gods can completely exceed the consciousness of the middle god, and it can also prevent the embarrassing situation of being smashed by the opponent's strong consciousness during the battle.
On the sand table, the army of gods and demons is not only quickly chasing the immortal cultivators, but also increasing in number, so many that Yang Qingshan can't count them. Although the immortal cultivators retreated quickly, they gradually lost their cohesion , turned into a plate of loose sand, but this is what Yang Qingshan wants to see, as his own people become loose sand, the cohesion of gods and demons will inevitably be affected. After half an hour, everything will be reversed.
"Genius." Yi Jiantian stared at Yang Qingshan and sighed sincerely.
"Soldiers are not tired of deceit, but they are not treacherous enough now." Yang Qingshan pondered, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile: "We still need some people to die."
"Let our people go to die?" Yi Jiantian was angry.
"It is to let our captives go to die. Those captives themselves are gods and demons, 100% cannon fodder. The fate of these cannon fodder is death." Yang Qingshan said with a gloomy face.
"It's too treacherous." Yi Jiantian stared at the sand table with contempt. At some point, Yang Qingshan actually ordered the release of those captives through his divine sense, thinking that under the control of the spell, these gods and demons didn't know who his parents were, and called him Hit whoever hits, no mercy at all.
"It's really treacherous. In the Conferred God War, everyone was singled out." The sloppy old man said.
"That's why you didn't decide the real winner." Yang Qingshan sneered, watching every move on the sand table, the gods and demons prisoners sent out to die made the pursuers furious, and the attack became more violent, and the short A few minutes later, the cohesive army of gods and demons instantly became chaotic, rescued their own people, and chased and killed the cultivators. In the midst of anger and ferocity, the army of gods and demons also turned into a mess. Unbeknownst to them, Yang Qingshan led them to the In the four mountains.
The moment the cultivator entered the four connected mountains, he disappeared completely and disappeared into the mist, as if he had never appeared before. Crazy gods and demons without much intelligence rush into the mist for a third of the time. One-third of the gods and demons without any news disappeared, and then the remaining two-thirds of the gods and demons calmed down.
Looking at the four connected mountains on the sand table, everything inside and outside clearly showed their respective conditions. Circles of strange light shrouded the surrounding mountains, making a radius of 100,000 miles into a large formation Among them, this battle has the effect of changing the world. The four mountain ranges have become the battlefield that Yang Qingshan needs, a battlefield that drags down the gods and demons.
"The big formation against the sky." A senior god and demon stared at the mountain range in front of him. As a general a million years ago, he was too familiar with the battle in front of him, so familiar that he was terrified: "Only the first generation Only the disciples of the Void Sect can fight this kind of battle, but there are only second-generation disciples in the information. It seems that millions of years of practice have allowed the second-generation Void Sect disciples to grow to be as powerful as their previous generation. Liu Ming , this bastard."
"General, what should we do now? If we go around and directly break through the gate of the fairyland, the fairyland will become the territory of the immortal cultivators. However, we are fighting a war of attrition with the opponent here. Although we have a large number of troops, in this battle we can only be defeated. It's worth it." A priest said.
"The only weakness of this large formation is the sky. Let them prepare. We will win this battle in the sky." The general said.
"Do you want to send the golden-winged roc?"
"No, the Golden Winged Roc also has them, and they are kings. We don't have kings. Those strong men in the sky have seen their kings. Even if they are one of the earliest gods and demons, after many years of changes, they have also become kings. Betrayers, they are unreliable." The general said, the scales all over his body were shaking, emitting a strange light.
"General, the golden-winged roc has arrived, and they want to compete for the position of king." A priest walked into the cave and said to the general in a ridiculous way.
"How many are here?"
"About 30,000, such a number is too small in our eyes, but in the sky?The seventh-level immortal can resist our ninth-level immortal. I really don¡¯t know why they are so powerful in the sky. The number of 30,000 is equivalent to the number of 150,000. Moreover, their natural understanding of space allows them to appear in any corner. " Said the priest.
"The golden-winged roc of the immortal cultivators has never participated in the battle, nor has it joined them. It seems to be doing its own thing. Have you investigated it?" the general said.
"It should be to go to the mausoleum. They are all pretending to be dead. None of the people who went there came out alive." The general said disdainfully: "But we need to bring them here, bring them here, we can't The golden-winged roc can become the opponent's combat power, and we can't let the golden-winged roc disrupt our actions."
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"Go, I will let other gods and demons in the sky become combat power." The general said impatiently.
Yang Qingshan has already left the camp, because Yang Qingshan no longer needs to command the battle here. He has a serious mission to find the Golden Winged Demon King. The power of this demon world has grown extremely fast. Although it didn't help any party, it caused headaches for everyone. Their speed in the sky was unmatched, and the Golden Winged Demon King led all his clansmen into the fairyland through an unknown fairyland gate.
Yang Qingshan wanted to find the Golden Winged Demon King, and looked at a feather in his hand, which was given by Yijiantian. As soon as the Golden Winged Demon King entered the fairyland, he rejected the request of the immortal cultivator, so Yijiantian and the Golden Winged Demon King After a bit of sparring, Yi Jiantian lost a strand of hair, and the Golden Winged Demon King lost a feather.
Because of the feathers, Yang Qingshan can roughly sense the direction of the Golden Winged Demon King. With the help of the law of space, Yang Qingshan quietly left the battlefield and flew towards the depths of the fairyland. This mission has only one consequence, There is no doubt that he must die, but Yang Qingshan found a way to increase his life, that is to follow the breath of the Golden Winged Demon King, and he came to a relatively clean mountain range without encountering any danger along the way.
One after another golden light shone in the mountains, at least 20,000 golden-winged rocs were looking for this thing in the mountains, but Yang Qingshan also felt four other powerful auras, those were the four divine beasts, Yang Qingshan's old enemy, Unexpectedly, they also successfully entered the fairyland and mixed with the Golden Winged Demon King.
"There is a conspiracy." Yang Qingshan squinted his eyes and carefully flew to the outermost peak of the mountain range. He was dumbfounded to see at least a million four gods and beasts looking for things in the mountain range, while the Golden Winged Demon King stood with his hands behind his back. , not far away from him, it seems that he didn't find Yang Qingshan hidden in the law of space.
"Are you really sure that this is the tomb of the previous generation of Qinglong?" Qinglong flew from a distance, with wounds on his body, it seems that he has not healed after being cut by the devil's sickle.
"Sure, it's just that we haven't found it yet. Those who are qualified to be conferred in the Conferred God War can transform their tombs into a piece of sand. As long as we find that grain of sand, we can become the savior of the Qinglong." Golden Winged Demon Wang said.
"Rescuer?" Xuanwu flew over, and the calm person still noticed something went wrong: "Why do we need to rescue? Do you think our strength can save a god-level?"
"They are hiding in the depths of the fairyland, and we can't find them." Phoenix said a little dimly in the distance.
"Fenghuang, don't be sad anymore, Qinglong is not worth it." Baihu said.
"Forget it, let's talk about it after finding our ancestors, but I don't believe in the Gold Winged Demon King." Phoenix said.
"I don't believe it either, but the gods really want us to save them. Could it be that they want to give us godheads as gratitude?" Bai Hu said with a self-deprecating smile.
"By the way, why does the Gold Winged Demon King object to us going to Nuwa's tomb? There are genuine nine godheads there." Phoenix said.
"This has to ask whether we have the strength. We have the strength of a ninth-level primordial immortal, but it takes far more than a hundred years to comprehend the refining godhead, so the Golden Winged Demon King wants us to give up robbing the godhead and come here to find it directly. Ancestors, with their godheads, we will successfully refine them in just a few days." Bai Hu said.
"Although I know this is the truth, I am still not reconciled, especially Yang Qingshan. According to the undercover information, Yang Qingshan is already a middle god, and he accepted a secret mission and left the battlefield a few days ago. You said he would They won't be looking for us." Fenghuang gritted his teeth and said.
"The one who should be looking for is the Golden Winged Demon King. Our four beasts have been acting secretly. Only the Golden Winged Demon King is so bold because he is a master. Everyone is paying attention to him, but we are very lucky. Our appearance is still the same. No one knows." Bai Hu smiled complacently, and then said with a bitter face: "Maybe we have been discovered by someone, but the other party is very insidious and kept it secret."
"It's a secret." Fenghuang murmured, and looked at the blue dragon that had hurt him in the distance. Why can this blue dragon live so leisurely.
? Yang Qingshan crossed his legs, watching the five masters discussing themselves in the distance, completely unaware that Yang Qingshan had arrived.
Just when Yang Qingshan was hesitating about how to meet the Golden Winged Demon King, some younger brothers in the distance pointed to a rock and were speechless excitedly, attracting everyone's attention.
"The Qinglong Mausoleum has been discovered." The Gold Winged Demon King opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?? without declaring it. "Phoenix groaned, and looked at the blue dragon that had hurt him in the distance, why this blue dragon can still live in such a leisurely way.
? Yang Qingshan crossed his legs, watching the five masters discussing themselves in the distance, completely unaware that Yang Qingshan had arrived.
Just when Yang Qingshan was hesitating about how to meet the Golden Winged Demon King, some younger brothers in the distance pointed to a rock and were speechless excitedly, attracting everyone's attention.
"The Qinglong Mausoleum has been discovered." The Gold Winged Demon King opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com