Hongjun originally planned to control Sanqing's strength to a certain level, that is, on the basis of good strength, he can still pose no threat to himself, and he can manipulate it at will.

However, the rise of Zhen Yuanzi, Zulong and other powerful heroes are all against the crucial demon clan in Hongjun's plan, which has caused many variables in the whole plan.

"For the smooth progress of the plan, we can only attack Taiqing now."

Seeing Taiqing running to Zixiao Palace excitedly, Hongjun Daozu looked neither sad nor happy, thinking so in his heart.

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At the same time, the Demon Palace and the Demon Palace.

Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi have been devastated after seeing Hongyun becoming a saint. Whether they are practicing meditation or doing other things, they are worried that one day the witch clan will join hands with Hongyun to attack the demon clan.

"Brother, we can't sit still! The Witch Clan has the Twelve Heavenly Gods, and allies such as Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, especially now that Hong Yun has broken through and become a saint, and is on the side of our Monster Clan on the bright side. The battle strength of the saints has been equal, and when Hongyun's teachings develop and grow, our monster race will have no way to deal with them!"

Donghuang Taiyi looked anxious, and said to the demon emperor Jun worriedly.

Didn't Dijun have a headache: "Why don't you know the seriousness of the matter, but now we have used all the cards that our monster race can use... Sigh!"

At the end, Di Jun couldn't help but sigh, helpless.

Now everyone in the Yaozu is panicking, and they hope that the leader, Di Jun, can come up with a good way to lead the Yaozu to rise.

Just when the two emperors were in a state of desperation, suddenly a wolf-headed monster soldier came outside the hall and shouted:

"I have something important to report to Your Majesty!"

"Come in!"

The majestic voice of the Demon Emperor Jun came from the hall.

By the time this demon clan entered the hall, Di Jun and Tai Yi had already put on expressions of calm and prestige.

Seeing this, the wolf-headed monster clan couldn't help but slow down their hearts, and hurriedly knelt down respectfully to Di Jun: "My subordinate, Kui Mulang, pays homage to His Majesty!"

The two brothers also know that it doesn't matter if they are troubled by themselves, the important thing is not to spread the panic to other monster races.

Otherwise, once the other monster clans know that even their emperor is helpless against the current situation, wouldn't the monster clan be in a panic?At that time, I don't know what will happen.

"What do you have to report?"

Sitting on the throne, Di Jun asked indifferently without getting angry.

Hearing this, the wolf-headed monster turned his hands over, his right hand flickered coldly, and a long knife of ordinary quality appeared out of thin air, while in the other hand, he was holding the head of a witch clan that was dripping with blood.

The head of the Wu clan stared round, as if they saw something inconceivable before they died, so that they could not rest in peace.

Then the wolf-headed monster said excitedly: "When the villain participated in the battle with the Wuzu on the battlefield, he suddenly found that the precious knife in his hand became extremely sharp. Killing these Wuzu is like chopping melons and vegetables. , broke their physical bodies easily, and killed four or five Wu clans in one go!"

what?
Hearing these words, Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai looked at each other in surprise.

You must know that the Wu clan is extremely brave, born with a strong physical body, indestructible diamonds, infinite strength, and hard to hurt with ordinary spirit treasure weapons.

On the battlefield, a Wu clan soldier can often fight three monster clan soldiers of the same level, and even gain the upper hand.

This is also the reason why there are fewer Wu clan than Yao clan, but they are always able to outnumber each other with one enemy.

There is no way, the physical body of the Wu clan is too strong.

The witch clan passed down to Pangu, the great god, and regarded Pangu as the father god. The strength of this physical body can be said to be unrivaled, and no one in the same level can match it.

Now Kui Mulang said that he killed four or five witches by himself, which naturally exceeded Di Jun and Tai Yi's expectations.

As for whether Kui Mulang lied, Di Jun can be sure that he absolutely did not.

In front of his quasi-sage cultivation base, Kui Mulang, who is only a Jinxian, wants to tell a lie without being noticed by himself, that is simply impossible.

Taiyi asked: "Kui Mulang, your cultivation base has not improved, and your strength was not considered to be the best at the same level in the past. Now you come to report, do you think your weapon is too abnormal?"

Kui Mulang immediately flattered and said: "Master Donghuang is really insightful. His subordinates just came to report when they noticed that their weapons were slightly different when targeting the Wu clan, but they couldn't figure out the mystery."

After speaking, Kui Mulang put down the head of the Wu clan, held up the treasured sword with both hands and offered it.

Dijun grabbed it from the air, and the treasured sword fell into his hand.

He and Taiyi took a closer look, checked up and down, and found that it was just a low-grade Houtian Lingbao exuding resentment, and it was still of a relatively low quality.

With this kind of weapon on the battlefield, even if the Wu Clan stretched their necks and let the Kuimu wolf cut them down, they might not be able to cut off the opponent's head.

Di Jun's eyes flickered, and he pointed out that a bloody human soul was dragged out of the sword.

"Woooooo!"

As soon as the resentful soul of the human race appeared, it let out a mournful wail, but then Di Jun showed a breath of the real fire of the sun, which immediately made the resentful soul of the human race curl up in fear.

Looking at the resentful soul of the human race found on the treasured sword, Di Jun guessed: "At present, the only variable on the precious sword is the resentful soul of the human race. If the precious sword has the secret to break through the flesh of the Wu clan, then... "

Tai Yi looked puzzled: "Could it be that the resentful soul of the human race can restrain the body of the Wu race? It is precisely because the resentful soul of the human race is attached to the sword that the sword can easily cut the flesh of the Wu race?"

Although Di Jun didn't insist on it, he could tell from the twinkling eyes of the other party that he really thought so in his heart.

At this time, Kui Mulang continued to tell Di Jun everything he knew: "When my subordinates followed the Lord Demon King to hunt, they did kill the human race. I guess the resentment of the human race was dissipated at that time. of."

Di Jun nodded slightly when he heard the words, and then said to Kui Mulang: "You must keep the matter of today a secret, and you must not leak a word, otherwise the widow will not spare you! In addition, I will study the treasured sword here for a period of time."

Kui Mulang kowtowed repeatedly when he heard the words: "Everything belongs to your Majesty. If Your Majesty likes this treasured sword, please dedicate it to His Majesty. This is also the blessing of your Majesty and this precious sword."

"Since that's the case, I'll give you this top-grade Houtian Lingbao as a reward for your military exploits."

Di Jun nodded slightly, waved his sleeve robe, and took out a deep purple sword ten times more domineering than the Kuimu Wolf Sword. The powerful and destructive Lei Dao Baodao.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty!"

Kui Mulang was overjoyed when he saw this. The top-grade Houtian Lingbao was a rare item for him. It would be a huge profit to exchange an ordinary sword whose status is unclear for a rare Lei Dao sword.

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