The wilderness, Qingfeng Holy Mountain.

On the wide Shiraishi martial arts field, thousands of monsters who turned into human form gathered together.

Under the blazing white sunlight.

These transformed monsters, who look different in appearance and skin tones, are waving their fists vigorously, but both male and female, and extremely strong in shape.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded in pieces, and sweat flew in the rising dust.

On the high platform of the martial arts field, the body was majestic, dark red skin, a circle of mane wrapped around the neck, and the lion demon Modo, with golden eyes, waved the huge stick in his hand.

"The sound is too small, I can't hear it!"

He knocked the giant stick in his hand on the high platform beneath him, making a dull sound like a beast's roar.

"I am the great elder of Qingfeng Holy Mountain. I said I can't hear it, but I can't hear it!"

"As a demon clan, you must show your nature. If you have such a small voice, how can you go to the battlefield to kill the enemy in the future!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"ha!"

Under the martial arts performance!

The disciples of the great demons who were almost exhausted once again squeezed out a trace of strength from the sore cells all over their bodies.

The uniform shouts were accompanied by the sound of fists and feet breaking through the air.

Extraordinary momentum!

"Very good! Very energetic"

Seeing this scene, Moduo breathed a sigh of relief and put down the huge stick in his hand.

Bang!

When the giant stick landed on the ground.

It actually penetrated straight into the ground along the crack that had just been knocked out, and there was another slight shaking in the martial arts field.

Modo returned to the Taishi chair on the high platform.

This is a lion demon.

The lion is known as the king of all beasts.

Among the demon clan, the lion demon is also born with amazing courage and extraordinary strength.

Modu is the great elder of Qingfeng Holy Mountain. Like other great saints of the demon clan, Modu spends most of his time in seclusion in his cave or sleeping in his own cave.

But occasionally, Moduo would personally train his inner disciples in the martial arts field.

He does not teach his own unique skills.

It just simply checks whether these disciples have a reliable grasp of basic moves.

Although it is also very useful, when it comes to testing, most demon races feel miserable.

“Cruff!”

Modo arched his thick waist on the Taishi Chair, and the huge Taishi Chair suddenly made a sore sound of tooth.

"Great Elder..."

At this time, a gentle sound like water waves came from beside me.

Standing next to Modo was a beautiful rabbit monster with a slender figure, long legs and thin waist. This rabbit monster was wearing a dark red cheongsam that was slit to the base of his thighs, and his waist was lightly swinging, as if he could see the desirable black abyss.

"What's the matter?" Modo narrowed his eyes and was still staring at the exhausted monsters in the martial arts field.

If the disciple's movements are deformed, he will definitely let it taste what love education is.

"This is the news delivered by Elder Qinghong."

This charming rabbit demon actually has the cultivation level of a saint. He seems weak, but in this Qingfeng Holy Mountain, he is a real power figure.

The status is much higher than that of an ordinary elder.

A superstition of being sealed with wax was presented, Modo put down the tea bowl in his hand and took it with one hand.

Gently pinch two thick fingers.

The contents in the envelope were presented to Modo.

"snort!"

Moduo put the front piece of paper in his hand, and squeezed it hard with his palm, and fine dust spilled out from his fingers.

"The Shenwu Di Cave appeared in the lotus Taichung of the Xuanmen of the Daozong. The human saint concealed it and did not report it. The idiot Jin Jiucang also died in the human zodiac territory..."

He sighed, then sneered:

"I knew that human race was never easy. If this continues, I'm afraid that in the entire wilderness, there will be no human race as the entire wilderness world."

"Soft bone...What do you think about this?"

Rougu is the name of this cheongsam rabbit demon.

She licked her lips gently, her figure was hot, but her face was full of innocent and innocent: "Sir, it's cold, let the race disappear from this continent."

Before we knew it, time slowly came to the evening.

In the sky to the west, the setting sun is like blood.

The dimension of Qingfeng Holy Mountain is lower than that of Daxia. At this moment, Daxia is still in midsummer. Qingfeng Holy Mountain has faintly reached late summer and early autumn.

The maple leaves on the mountain have already turned yellow.

"Okay, just do what you said."

Modo drank the tea in the teacup in one go, and then added: "There are also human races in the Origin continent, don't pull them down. The gray fog and high walls have dissipated. The demon king in the Great Sage realm can now travel back and forth between the two realms freely, and there is nothing to worry about."

"The human race should be masters in the Origin Continent. At that time, remember to send a few more great saints to ensure that everything is foolproof."

"As for orders, sir!"

Soft bone lowered his head and slowly retreated.

She turned around, the smile on her face hidden in the shadows, looking a little hideous and crazy.

One sentence.

Destroy a clan and kill tens of millions of people.

Although it only played a fuse, her heart was still filled with a wonderful pleasure.

...

Daxia, Sutra Pavilion.

Jiang Zirou's facial paralysis turned into a black dress, standing on the top of the Sutra Pavilion, her eyes looked faintly, looking at the north.

Night wind blew.

The black skirt, like sand and fog, was tightly pressed against her body, outlining a thrilling curve. Her long black hair was slightly messy and gently raised in the night wind.

The more the source material absorbs, the more terrifying the strength of the incarnation becomes.

Especially after the Nine Evil Armor practice reached the third level, the incarnation's strength increased explosively.

A few days ago.

Jiang Zirou sent someone to send the stone that Jiang Taizu gave him back to the Daxia Dynasty and handed it over to the incarnation. In this way, the incarnation's strength can also be rapidly improved.

Under the tower, there are bright lights and crowds like the sea, and a beautiful scene of prosperity and prosperity.

Now the frontier of Daxia has expanded to the entire continent, and the sight of it is all the kingdom.

Jiang Zirou is both the orthodox royal family, and the dragon energy wrapped around her body is ten times more powerful than Jiang Heng, who is the human emperor. At this moment, she used the Tiandao Sect's qi-seeking technique and looked up and saw that the people were like picturesques, all of which were presented in front of her.

In the northernmost part of this continent.

The endless high wall slowly faded. After the last wisp of gray mist dissipated, countless majestic aura was like waves.

Come rolling in!

"The gray fog wall completely dissipated..."

Behind Jiang Zirou, in the shadow of the Sutra Pavilion, a huge figure twisted and stretched.

"elder sister."

Jiang Longxiang's eyes were filled with a faint white light, and it was impossible to say whether it was his own light or the reflection of the moonlight.

"You should know why I called you this time."

Jiang Zirou turned around, her eyes calmly, and looked at her brother, "You should have known about the public legal system before."

“Get some understanding.”

Jiang Longxiang frowned with thick eyebrows, full of solemnity, without any cynical slightest cynicality.
To be continued...