The Demon God Battlefield is a special space with special rules.

Here, except for the bloodline of the demon god, almost any power, including the soul and mind, is forbidden, so the cultivators feel that it is difficult to move forward, and sometimes even worse than ordinary people.

Moreover, the bloodline of the demon god is extremely limited, and a bloodline power can only exert one kind of talented magical power.

But Zhuo Yunxian was able to ignore such restrictions, which completely subverted Fang Tianqi's perception.

"Brother Zhuo..."

Fang Tianqi held the beast bone and suddenly thought of something, looking at Zhuo Yunxian in surprise.

The magical powers of the Xianqiong Continent seem to have the same effect as the magical shadows of the demon gods. Moreover, the magical powers of the Xianqiong Continent are just methods to drive the power of the original power. What's wrong with the blood of the demon gods!?

Fang Tianqi was already smart, and he thought a lot in an instant and understood what Zhuo Yunxian meant.

For the heavens and all worlds, the battlefield of the Demon God is extremely dangerous, but for the immortal cultivators in the Immortal Sky Continent, the battlefield of the Demon God is not restricted by blood, which is a huge opportunity!

I have to say that although no one has become an immortal in the Immortal Continent, the ancestors have taken a different approach and deduced the magic to the peak. This is really amazing!

At this moment, Fang Tianqi was deeply moved, for his own luck and for Zhuo Yunxian's wisdom.

If it were Fang Tianqi himself, he would probably not dare to think about it.

"Okay, Brother Zhuo, I understand."

Fang Tianqi solemnly put away the animal bones and felt quite refreshed.

Zhuo Yunxian did not pass this method to Meng Jun and others. It was not that he had any selfish intentions, but that Meng Jun and others were not immortal cultivators from the Xianqiong Continent. They did not condense the Dharma image and did not have the power to evolve magic powers, so they naturally could not break the shackles like Zhuo Yunxian.

He stayed for two more days, and then Fang Tianqi left alone and returned to Qiyun Cave.

As Zhuo Yunxian expected, Fang Tianqi's return was calm. Qi Yunheng, the master of Qiyun Cave, not only did not punish Fang Tianqi, but also praised it greatly, which really made other disciples envious and jealous.

But they had no choice. After all, Fang Tianqi's identity was too special, even the master of Qiyun Cave was still afraid of it.

...

One hundred thousand mountains, Thousand Wu tribes.

After the Western Wilderness Battle, the reputation of the tribal alliance plummeted. Many tribes have separated and internal conflicts have gradually intensified.

When we first joined forces for the sake of interests, we now have no interests and naturally fall apart.

At this time, Zhuansun Xu, Chi Wenao and others gathered in the tribal hall, and the atmosphere was quite depressing.

Just now, many trialists withdrew from the tribal alliance. Fortunately, the geniuses such as Hongling Fairy and One-Armed Shaozun did not waver, which made Zhuansun Xu's face ease a lot.

Although the tribal alliance failed this time, Zhuansun Xu and others did not intend to give up easily.

And they heard a news a few days ago... The construction of the city in the Western Wilderness was a provocation to the Twelve Ancient City, so all forces joined forces with the envoys of the Twelve Ancient City to prepare to give a heavy blow to the West Wilderness City.

This is definitely great news for Zhuansun Xu and the others.

Once the Western Wilderness City is destroyed, with the power of the tribal alliance, it will naturally make a comeback.

...

A moment later, a tribe member came to report.

Chi Wenao was excited and couldn't wait to ask: "Tell me quickly, how is the situation in the Western Wilderness City?

Has it been flattened?

Is Zhuo Yunxian dead?"

The tribe members who were conveying the message half kneeled on the ground, and said hesitantly: "Sir, I just received the news that the envoys from the twelve ancient cities retreated, and representatives of various forces also left the Western Wilderness."

"What!?

Retreat!?"

"This...how is this possible!?"

Zhuansun Xu stood up suddenly, Chi Wenao and others couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

Wait, this is completely different from what they imagined. Isn’t the messenger of the Twelve Ancient City strong?

Are you getting a mistake?

The tribe's men burst into cold sweats on their foreheads and quickly told the story briefly.

In the hall, everyone suddenly fell into silence.

The greater the hope in the past, the deeper the disappointment now.

The envoys of the Twelve Ancient City, plus the representatives of various forces, are the thirty-six palaces, seventy-two caves, and one hundred and eight mountains... This can make the Western Wilderness City turn around, it's a terrible thing!

Well, in Zhuansun Xu's eyes, Zhuo Yunxian is probably even more terrifying than an evil ghost.

...

"In this way, does the Twelve Ancient City recognize the existence of Xihuang City?"

"Prince, what should we do now?"

Chi Wenao asked, a bitterness emanated from the corner of his mouth.

After all, everyone is a genius in all worlds and soon recovers, but everyone's heart is full of unwillingness.

Fairy Hongling frowned: "Zhuo Yunxian is so terrible! He can actually break the rules of the Demon God's battlefield for tens of thousands of years. Even Li Yixuan is not so ignorant!"

Zhuansun Xu's face looked extremely ugly, and it was obvious that the name "Li Yixuan" stinged his nerves.

Chi Wenao coughed twice, and changed the subject and mentioned Li Yixuan very well. Isn’t this exciting someone?

Zhuan Sun Xu waved his hand and said angrily: "Forget it, Zhuo Yunxian is not on the same level as us. Since we can't fight, we won't fight with them. Anyway, the Twelve Ancient City will deal with him!"

The one-armed young master moved his heart: "What does the prince mean by this??"

Zhuansun Xu said in a vague tone: "As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and the twelve ancient cities stand on the battlefield of demon gods for tens of thousands of years, how can we allow the new city to stand in a staggered position?

The reason why the ancient city envoy retreated was that he was afraid of Zhuo Yunxian's bloodline power, and the other was that he was preparing to give Zhuo Yunxian a fatal blow to him in order to accumulate strength."

"I see!"

"Then don't we still have a chance!"

"That's right, when Zhuo Yunxian and the Twelve Ancient City start a war, maybe we can still reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Everyone looked at each other and nodded, with a hint of joy on their faces.

Zhuansun Xu is worthy of being the crown prince of the dynasty, and he has a thorough understanding of the trade-offs and weighing skills.

"The top priority is that we develop ours, without paying attention to the Western Wilderness. After the forces are integrated, we will continue to conquer and then challenge the 108 mountains."

After hearing Zhuansun Xu's plan, Chi Wenao and others nodded and agreed.

...

The western wilderness, the edge.

Xiaojiu and Changkong walked for a few more days, but they felt that the poor mountains and rivers were getting farther and farther away, and finally came to a deserted desert.

"Brother Jiuli, are you sure it's in this direction?

Could it be made wrong?"

"Didn't the Western Wasteland go west all the time?"

"You ask me?

I don't know either."

"Well, if I had known, I would have left that person's life, at least I could lead us or something."

"elder brother……"

Xiao Jiu Changkong looked at each other, staring at each other with a confused look in his eyes.

Yes, they were lost again.

The Demon God’s battlefield has no concept of direction at all. The two of them rely entirely on their feelings to find their way, so it would be strange if they don’t get lost.

“Huh!?”

Xiaojiu suddenly stopped and her face was quite solemn.

Changkong immediately looked at the surrounding environment vigilantly, and no abnormalities were found.

"Brother Jiuli, what's wrong?"

“It seems like there is fluctuation ahead!?”

While speaking, Xiaojiu ran towards the direction of the wave, feeling quite excited.

However, when they arrived at the heart of the desert, they saw a huge crack hanging in the air.

“Is this…a space crack?

!”

"Secret Realm!?"

Just as the two were stunned, the powerful suction force dragged them into the cracked space.

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Chapter completed!