While Master Sang Wen raised his head and showed surprise, the more than ten monks sitting at the head of him also raised their heads with slightly moving expressions, all looking at the western night sky, and their expressions gradually became solemn.

"Hmm?" Seeing this, the middle-aged clan leader raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Master Sang Wen, what's wrong? Hey, this is..."

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged clan leader couldn't help but look in a slight voice.

A 'swoosh' sound of breaking through the air gradually became clear and audible from far to near. At the same time, a terrible and mixed demonic aura spread out, making the people of the Shuiyi tribe celebrating around Jingguang Lake feel inexplicably palpitations and uneasy.

"Demon Clan?" Soon after, I finally saw clearly the thing that swept through the dark clouds in the western night sky. The middle-aged clan leader couldn't help but suddenly stood up and shouted: "The Demon Clan is coming! Get ready to face the enemy!"

Elder Sang Wen, who had a slightly solemn expression, also stood up and nodded to a strong man beside him with a gesture of his eyes.

"Let's go! Come with me to meet the enemy!" The strong man who bowed to Elder Sang Wen slightly respectfully waved his hand and flew towards the western sky with two other strong men and two monks who looked thirty or forty years old.

At the same time, under the series of instructions of the middle-aged clan leader, the entire tribe was running like a machine. The festive celebration was forced to be interrupted, and the tribe tribe people slowly gathered, and the mighty tribe warriors were on guard, looking at the western sky nervously and nervously.

With a violent explosion of energy, the five major cultivators of the Water-Yi tribe headed by the powerful Han Dynasty had already started fighting fiercely with the army of demons sweeping overwhelmingly.

"Bastard! What's going on with these demons? There was no room for negotiation. Do you have to wait for me to die?" A thin monk gathered behind Master Sang Wen, looking at the fierce battle in the Western sky, couldn't help but grit his teeth and said anxiously.

The clan leader, who also looked ugly and anxious, couldn't help but look at Master Sang Wen and said hurriedly: "Master Sang Wen. Look at this..."

"I was a little confused for a moment!" Frowning and shook my head, Master Sang Wen said seriously: "However, the demon clan in the Yinyue Mountains has made such a big move. It must be a big goal. This time, my Shuiyi tribe is afraid that it will usher in a huge disaster. Now, you must not be confused!"

Listening to Master Sang Wen's words, the thoughtful patriarch couldn't help but take a deep breath, nodding slightly and looking thoughtful.

"Teacher! Senior brother and the others were besieged by the group of demons. The situation was not good. You can't wait any longer. Let me wait and help!" The thin monk said hurriedly anxiously.

Master Sang Wen, who waved his hand lightly, narrowed his eyes with a calm look and said, "Don't worry! We should put the safety of the tribes and people first. We will lead our respective cultivators to form a defensive formation at a quick moment. As for the five Sangtons, they are just buying time for preparation for us. If they lose, they will retreat."

"But, teacher..." The thin monk wanted to say something else, but Master Sang Wen shouted in a low voice: "Don't delay! Go quickly!"

Hearing this, the thin monk immediately did not dare to say anything more, and with the other monks, he responded respectfully and retreated.

Seeing the monks retreating and walking straight down from the main seat to Master Sang Wen, the clan leader couldn't help but hesitate and said, "Master Sang Wen..."

"Be careful!" Before the patriarch could finish his words, Master Sang Wen suddenly felt something changing his face, and he couldn't help but pull the patriarch back.

A "boom" sounded, accompanied by a silver-white stream of light flying down from the night sky, and fell on the altar and instantly exploded. The violent energy fluctuations swept across, causing everyone around to scream and scream. In the blink of an eye, it turned into ruins in a few miles. The top leaders of the tribes here, except for a few cultivators with some strength, were spared all the other corpses.

"No!" The terrible and violent attack was pulled back by Master Sang Wen. Looking at the dazzling blood color on the ruins, the patriarch immediately glared and roared with a pale face.

You know, many of these dead people, as senior tribe leaders, are the relatives and nephews of his patriarch, but now they are all killed and injured, and are basically completely ruined.

"Yinyue Tianlang?" Master Sang Wen, who was holding the patriarch and flashing to the ground, looked coldly at a silver-white giant wolf hanging in the night sky above the ruins.

Listening to Master Sang Wen's words, the clan leader who was shocked to his senses also looked at Yinyue Tianlang with pain and anger and said with hatred: "Yinyue Tianlang! Destroy the altar of Guanghu Fairy, the sacrificial mirror of my Shuiyi tribe, and kill my tribe's children. This hatred must be washed with your blood!"

"Hmph!" Yinyue Tianlang, who raised his head slightly and snorted coldly, sneered disdainfully: "Shuiyi Tribe, since ancient times, there have been countless demons in the Yinyue Mountains. You can't stand it if I just killed such a few of you? Today, I not only want to kill people, but also slaughter all the Shuiyi Tribe and use your blood to pay tribute to the ancestors of the demons in the Yinyue Mountains that you killed!"

Listening to Yin Yue Tianlang's words, the patriarch trembled all over, his eyes were red, and his hands were clenched to make his knuckles turn white.

"Yinyue Tianlang, have you forgotten the warning of Fairy Jinghu? You really have to come with my Shuiyi tribe until you die?" Master Sang Wen spoke in a quiet voice.

Fairy Jinghu? Hearing these four words, a pair of Yinyue Tianlang with glittering wolf eyes shining slightly, he sneered: "Fairy Jinghu? Old guy, do you think you can fight me with her with her support? Don't forget that she is also a demon clan. Your Water Yi tribe actually needs to rely on the protection of the demon clan. I'm so laughing to death!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Fairy Jinghu is a dragon girl, the lake fairy dragon god who protects my Shuiyi tribe. In fact, you can compare with the demon clans?" Master Sang Wen shouted with a slight look on his face.

"Dragon Girl? Haha..." Yin Yue Tianlang, who had a burst of laughter, couldn't help but shake his head and said disdainfully: "Just a white jade dragon that is the loach, who is worthy of being called a dragon?"

"Random!" Master Sang Wen, whose face turned completely ugly, shouted softly and flashed toward the Yinyue Tianlang in the night sky. At the same time, he sent a voice to the head of the Water Yi tribe and the seriously injured tribe seniors: "You retreat quickly!"

Looking at Master Sang Wen who flashed toward him, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. His figure moved and came to Master Sang Wen. The wolf claws that appeared with cold light flashed through the void and attacked Master Sang Wen.

"Hmph!" Master Sang Wen, who snorted, raised his hand and slapped it out. Wherever the palm print passed, the void was slightly twisted and printed like an illusory palm print.

There was a low muffled sound of "Peng" and the palm prints and the wolf claws collided. The void was trembling.

"Hmm?" Master Sang Wen, whose expression changed instantly, couldn't help but his face turned red and flew backwards. He spurted out a mouthful of blood. He stepped on the void and stabilized his figure. Blood from his slightly drooping palm slid down his palm.

"Yinyue Tianlang, you...you are actually..." Master Sang Wen looked at the Yinyue Tianlang in disbelief, and a look of surprise and anger flashed through his eyes.

Yin Yue Tianlang, who smiled a little happily, said with a bright light in his eyes: "Yes, I have broken through and become the Daluo Golden Immortal. Old guy, you are still trapped at the peak of the Golden Immortal, and you are no match for me. Even if the Fairy of Jinghu comes, I will not be afraid!"

"Is that so?" A slightly cold and pleasant voice sounded. The next moment, a beautiful white figure flew out from the Jingguang Lake, which was pulled open like a curtain. It was like a banished immortal and stood hanging over the Jingguang Lake, turning into a silk skirt with white light hidden, and a beautiful fairy with a small and delicate scales as white as jade.

Beautiful eyes swept through glasses and formed a large formation around the Light Lake to resist the attacks of countless demons. In the fierce battle, the fairy in white with a slightly frown brow, a circle of white light spread out with a slight wave of her hand. She swept away like a white horse, forcing all the demons that besieged the Shuiyi tribe back, making them dare not move for a moment.

Seeing the fairy in white, Sang Wen immediately looked surprised and said respectfully: "Fairy Jinghu!"

"Fairy!" The patriarchs of the Shuiyi tribe and the monks also shouted respectfully in their hearts.

"Fairy Jinghu!" Looking at the fairy in white with her eyes shrinking, Yin Yue Tianlang couldn't help but tense up slightly. Obviously, it was not as he said before that he didn't care about Fairy Jinghu.

Turning to his beautiful eyes, he looked at the Jinghu Fairy of Yinyue Tianlang, and said with a cold face with a slightly cold face: "Yinyue Tianlang, do you think you have reached the Daluo Golden Immortal, and this fairy will have no choice but to do anything to you, can you do whatever you want?"

"Hmph! This is the grudge between my Yinyue Mountain Demon Clan and the Shuiyi Tribe. Fairy Jinghu, you should not interfere!" Yinyue Tianlang, who snorted coldly when he heard this, said in a deep voice without hesitation.

Seeing this, Fairy Jinghu, who had a slightly frown, couldn't help but flashed with beautiful eyes: "Yinyue Tianlang, it seems that you are very confident that the Yinyue Mountain Demon Clan you led to win tonight. I think this is not just because you have reached the strength of Daluo Jinxian, right?"

"The Fairy of Jinghu is indeed smart!" Yin Yue Tianlang, who grinned, had a cunning and confident look in his eyes.

As soon as the Yin Yue Tianlang finished speaking, two rapid sounds of breaking through the air, two black streams flew over from the distant sky. In the blink of an eye, they fell beside Yin Yue Tianlang, turning into a dark red-haired strong man in a dark red brocade robe and a handsome and cold young man in a black brocade robe.

"You really have something to rely on!" Seeing the strong red-haired man and the handsome young man with blue hair, the fairy of Jinghu couldn't help but narrow her beautiful eyes.

Feeling the terrifying aura faintly emitted from the two of them, Master Sang Wen couldn't help but change his face and shouted in a low voice: "The powerful Daluo Golden Immortal?"

"What? Daluo Golden Immortal?" The leader of the Shuiyi tribe couldn't help but tremble with a pale face when he heard this. Even though there are many strong people in the prehistoric world now and celestial immortals are everywhere, golden immortals are not rare, but Daluo Golden Immortal is definitely a strong person. The real strong people in the prehistoric world cannot be encountered casually.

With red eyes looking at Fairy Jinghu, the strong man with red flowers couldn't help but grin and said, "Haha, Fairy Jinghu, it's really a rare beauty. You are also a demon clan, so why should you follow us? "

"You are not the demon clan, aren't you?" Fairy Jinghu, who was not angry when she heard this, looked very calm and coldly at the strong red-haired man and the handsome young man with blue-haired eyes flashing.

Listening to Fairy Jinghu's words, the strong red-haired man with a smile on his face smiled lowly and said, "Yes, we are not the demon clan. To be precise, we are the demon clan! In the near future, the entire prehistoric world will be the world of my demon clan. If you are tactful, follow us early, otherwise..."

"Yanwu, stop talking too much!" said the handsome young man with a slightly frown and frowned slightly, with a slightly impatient look.

The handsome young man with blue hair interrupted the words. Yan Wu, a strong red-haired man who touched his nose a little depressed, couldn't help but look at Fairy Jinghu with a deep face and said, "Fairy Jinghu. Give me a happy word, should I die with these human races, or should I defect to our demon race?"

"Terror to the demon clan?" Fairy Jinghu, who raised her eyebrows, shook her head slightly with a sneer.

Seeing this, the handsome young man with blue hair flashed with a cold light in his eyes, without waiting for Yan Wu to say more, "So, are you looking for death?"

"Looking for death? Two juniors of the demon clan are arrogant, right?" With a sneer, a stream of light broke out from the water in Jingguang Lake, and it fell beside Fairy Jinghu and turned into a gentle middle-aged man in a white brocade robe.

"Huh?" Feeling the faint aura of the gentle middle-aged man in the white robe, Yan Wu and the handsome young man in blue hair couldn't help but change his expression slightly, and each showed a nervous and solemn look.

He looked at the middle-aged man in white robe with a faint smile and said, "What? Is he mute?"

"Your Excellency, it's better not to meddle in other people's business! My demons' business is not that easy to care about!" Looking at each other, the handsome young man with blue hair among them spoke coldly to the middle-aged man in white robe.

Listening to the threatening words, the middle-aged man in white robe shook his head and smiled, "You are really stupid. Didn't you know you were a demon before? Since I knew that I had appeared again, I naturally have to care about this little business. Besides, this is not a little bit no business. It should be said that it is my Ao Qin's family matter. Do you want me to deal with my Ao Qin's woman? Do you still want me Ao Qin to think that nothing happened?"

Listening to the middle-aged words of the white robe, Master Sang Wen, the heads of the Water Yi tribe and the monks were a little stunned.

Fairy Jinghu, who had a pretty face slightly red face, also had a little annoyed beautiful eyes and a middle-aged Ao Qin with white eyes.

"Ao Qin? Are you the Dragon King of the West Sea?" The strong red-haired man stared at Ao Qin in surprise. Obviously, he didn't expect to meet the Dragon King of the West Sea, one of the famous Dragon Kings of the Four Seas in the prehistoric world.

The handsome young man with blue hair, who was silent on the side, looked a little ugly. As an ancient divine dragon, the Dragon King of the Four Seas reached the strength of the Daluo Golden Immortal early, and now everyone has the peak cultivation of the Daluo Golden Immortal. Moreover, as the divine dragon, their true combat power is not comparable to that of the average Daluo Golden Immortal Peak. Tonight, it happened that Ao Qin came out halfway, and it seemed a bit troublesome!

"How come the Dragon King of the West Sea is here?" The strong and red-haired man was also depressed and was about to curse.

At this moment, a loud laugh came from the Jingguang Lake: "Haha... Uncle Ao Qin, such a demon clan, how can I be qualified to work for my uncle and give it to my nephew to deal with it?"

Before he finished speaking, a blue phantom broke through the water and came out into the void beside Ao Qin, but there was a white jade man wearing a blue robe with a faint smile on his face.

"Junior Brother Bai, these two demons are not weak. You can deal with them alone, but you are not lazy. How about the other one with your senior sister?" In a pleasant smile, a red figure broke through the water and came out next to Bai Yulang. It was the Red Holy Mother in red dress.

A "boom" sounded, and water splashed on the Mirror Lake, and a black figure flashed to the other side of Bai Yulang, but there was a cold young man wearing a black brocade robe.

"That Yinyue Tianlang, let me give it to you!" The cold and stern young man in black robe who swept over Yinyue Tianlang coldly said.

"Okay! That Yinyue Tianlang, let me deal with it by Brother Ao Mo!" Bai Yulang couldn't help but nod and smiled when he heard this.

This cold and black-robed young man was Ao Mo, the eldest son of Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea. He is now a powerful Daluo Jinxian. He is considered an extremely outstanding genius child of the younger generation of the Dragon Clan.

"Bastard!" Feeling the fluctuation of the Daluo Golden Immortal on Bai Yulang and the other two, Yan Wu and the handsome blue-haired young man couldn't help but curse in his heart. Unexpectedly, several Daluo Golden Immortals gathered in the small Mirror Light Lake. They were too unlucky this time.

When Ao Qin was stunned when he saw Bai Yulang and the other two appear, he shook his head and smiled, "It was a bit itchy, but since you three are going to take action, you can solve it!"

"Do it!" Bai Yulang laughed at Ao Qin's words, shouted softly and rushed towards the void opposite first. The target was the handsome young man with blue hair.

"Hmph!" At this time, there was no room for retreat. The handsome young man with blue hair who snorted coldly flashed to meet Bai Yulang. He really didn't believe it anymore. This is only a kid with the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal, who can be so powerful. You know, he is a demon clan, very good at fighting, and his strength is comparable to that of the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

The Virgin of Red Flower directly flashed and stopped the strong red-haired man Yan Wu. The remaining Yin Yue Tianlang met Ao Mo with a little depressed and nervous heart, with a little depressed and nervousness.

In an instant, a great battle unfolded over Jingguang Lake, and terrible energy fluctuations swept through.

With a low and dull sound of "Peng", as the violent energy dissipated and the people who were about to hurt the Shuiyi tribe, a huge ice-blue shield flashed from the Jingguang Lake, directly covering the hundreds of miles around Jingguang Lake, easily blocking the aftermath of the battle.

At the same time, two figures flew out of the Mirror Light Lake and came to Ao Qin's side. It was Bai Jun Longli.

"Brother Bai Dao!" Ao Qin seemed very polite in the face of Bai Jun and Long Li: "Dragon Fairy!"

Bai Jun, who nodded slightly, couldn't help but look at the two demon masters who fought with Bai Yulang and the Virgin Red Flower respectively and said in a cold tone: "I didn't expect that I met the demon here so much. Before, the black demon of the demon race almost caused my son to die!"

"In this way, I can't let these two demons go today!" Ao Qin said with a cold light flashing in his eyes when he heard this.

Bai Jun didn't say much when he heard this, but the cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

At this time, seeing the handsome blue-haired young man with Yan Wu who saw Bai Jun Longli, he felt a little anxious and wanted to retreat, but he was entangled by Bai Yulang and the Virgin of Red Flower and had no chance to retreat.
Chapter completed!