The corners of Chu Moli's mouth slowly raised: "Almost, we've found everything."

Yu Zhengqing has always been a man of few words, but at this moment he couldn't help but ask: "What are you looking for, sir?"

Chu Moli smiled and said calmly: "Didn't I say it before? I want to drain the fire from under the cauldron."

Since we want to draw firewood from the bottom of the cauldron, we naturally need to find that critical pile of firewood.

In other words, it is the secret that really affects the situation of the war.

Yu Zhengqing did not understand what he meant.

Chu Moli didn't expect him to understand, and he wasn't interested in explaining it to him anymore.

In this world, there are only a few people who can give him the desire to explain.

He took out a few pieces of paper from his arms and handed them to Yu Zhengqing.

"You follow the directions I told you and use your spiritual power to burn these pieces of paper."

"Go one hundred meters to the left for the first one, three hundred meters forward, and burn the first one at the ninth position."

Yu Zhengqing nodded and moved forward as he was told.

The voice conveyed by Chu Moli's spiritual consciousness kept coming to his ears.

Calm, elegant, calm and careless.

Yu Zhengqing didn't understand why these pieces of paper were burned, what's the use of burning them, and how they could influence the situation of the war.

But from the moment he met Chu Moli, he already knew how smart and powerful this man was.

It was also thanks to him that he was able to succeed in his revenge.

Therefore, Yu Zhengqing followed Chu Moli's instructions without any objection and was meticulous.

He didn't know that as the seemingly inconspicuous pieces of white paper burned.

Moyunling, the weird and bloody main battlefield, began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

…

Sang Rao is the leading elder of this Netherworld army.

His spirit was always in an extremely excited state.

Watching one sect family after another being knocked down effortlessly.

Seeing that the once arrogant demon clan was still lingering under their hands.

Sang Rao felt unprecedentedly excited, excited and elated.

What is the Extreme Realm, and what is the Demon Clan?

Only they in the Netherworld are the true kings.

Their army is invincible, and their new domain master is invincible.

One day, they will unify the entire Cultivation Continent and control all the creatures in the Three Realms and Six Paths.

One day, they will regain the glory of the Netherworld Holy Emperor.

The mirage stone on his waist lit up.

The runes on the surface of the mirage stone sparkle with a different kind of luster.

Sang Rao was currently immersed in the pleasure of hunting demons, and slapped the mirage stone impatiently.

This is a denial of communication!

But the other side seemed unwilling to give in, and the mirage stone lit up again.

Sang Rao had no choice but to activate the mirage stone: "Yu Chen, don't you know that I am fighting against the demons now? What is the best thing you have to do with me?"

On the other end of the mirage stone is another elder from the Netherworld, Yu Chen.

Yu Chen was about to speak when he saw his face and immediately exclaimed: "Sang Rao, your face!"

After realizing it, Sang Rao raised his hand and touched his face, only to feel that his touch was wet and sticky.

It wasn't the blood of the demons that stuck to his body, but his own face, which had become as skinny as a stick at some point.

Moreover, the flesh and blood on it was rotting piece by piece and falling down.

But unfortunately, he couldn't feel any pain.

If Sang Rao could take a closer look at the Netherworld army, he would find that almost every Netherworld soldier is like this, and the situation is even more serious than him.

But at this time, Sang Rao turned a blind eye to all this and said nonchalantly: "It's probably been eroded by the devil's energy. It will naturally get better when we return to the Qianyuan. Yuchen, what's the matter with you? If nothing happens, I'll
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