I just want to be a quiet man

Under the leadership of Li Lieyue, the two soon came to a black palace.

The palace is majestic and majestic, with no decorations on its body. Only the square in front of the gate is filled with statues of various races.

The statue is lifelike, as if a real alien head was forcibly solidified by some means, and it has been guarded here for thousands of years, and the resentment and resentment inside are like essence, flowing out continuously.

Looking up, there is a gold-lettered plaque with a mysterious bottom hanging high above the palace, with two characters written: "Nine Ah."

This is the Jiu'a Palace, the magic weapon used by the Patriarch of Jiu'a Li's family to travel.

The Jiu'a Palace was built by the seniors of the Li family. In addition to the most basic defense, transportation, and rest, there are many conference halls full of means to prevent prying eyes.

During the war against counterfeits, the Li clan's high-level officials held discussions here, and it was the actual command center of the Li clan.

After the monks guarding the gate and the prohibition noticed the two, they didn't stop them at all, and immediately bowed and saluted, and opened the tall gates one after another.

Pale bone fires ignited pair by pair as they walked in, illuminating the dark and confusing corridor.

Soon, in front of a warehouse, the two saw Li Wujiu who was harvesting lightly.

He was dressed in a golden crown and stood with his hands behind his back. He was watching several servants carefully moving several light golden boxes into the warehouse.

"Father!" After seeing Li Wujiu, Pei Ling hurriedly saluted.

Li Lieyue stepped forward and said, "Father, Junior Brother Pei and I came back just now, and we were hunted down all the way!"

Hearing this, Li Wujiu's expression darkened immediately, and he ordered his left and right: "Everyone back down."

Not long after, there were only Li Wujiu, Li Lieyue and Pei Ling left around.

Li Wujiu then asked: "Is it Su Lijing?"

Li Lieyue shook her head slightly and said, "I can't be sure, the situation was like this..."

Chapter 3 and Three: Alien Attack.

Not long after Pei Ling entered the base camp of Mo Dao Ci State, ten mad demons and alien races suddenly appeared in the wilderness that was empty of people and life.

Their eyes were red and their auras were extremely tyrannical, and they went straight to kill the base camp of the magic way.

The berserk attacks fell like a shower, and the magic way spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build a large protective formation that could withstand the full bombardment of the five Zhengdao sects for a period of time, but it remained motionless.

boom! !

The formation stood upright, but the moment the spell fell, there was an earth-shattering loud noise.

The demon cultivators stationed here quickly reacted and flew out of the houses one after another.

Right now, the three sects of the holy way are gathered here, and anyone who dares to attack the base camp at this time must be a hypocrite!

In an instant, there were thousands of demon cultivators standing in the air, looking around, shouting and cursing: "Pseudo-path waste, come out and die!"

"The cycle of days, the profit and loss of good fortune, the five sects of hypocrisy protect ordinary creatures, so that they reproduce so many that the Panya world can't bear it. This battle, you will surely be wiped out! No matter how hard you struggle...it will be useless...Quick suicide will avoid the punishment of God! "

"Of all things in nature, only man is the most precious! If the hypocrisy goes against the law, there will be disasters... Immediately offer the beautiful young men and women of the clan to serve as my holy teaching furnace, and swear the demons of the heart, and be slaves forever, so as not to die!"

Before the words fell, the many demon cultivators standing in the air and condescending found that the ones attacking the formation were not the expected hypocrisy at all, but those lowly aliens.

The demon cultivators who were the first to soar into the air and were about to snatch the first power were startled for a moment, then sneered and flew out of the formation.

The four sects of the Demon Sect all respect the human race, even the Qingyao Mountain demon clan with the demon emperor sitting in the town, in their eyes, they are just better-looking materials, but now these alien races, in their eyes, are even There is no need to provoke before the battle.

Boom boom boom...

Thousands of spells burst out almost simultaneously, and the brilliant brilliance instantly overwhelmed the invading enemy.

At the snap of the fingers, ten crazy demons and alien races have been blasted into a layer of minced meat, which is evenly spread within a radius of several miles.

It's just that, with such a harsher end than dismemberment, the aura of these alien races has not disappeared, and there is no sign of death.

Soon, bloody eyes full of hatred grew on every inch of the minced meat, and then they continued to gather together, exuding a more powerful aura.

At the same time, a monk in a fluttering white robe suddenly appeared above the base camp.

His appearance is slightly old, but he still looks handsome when he was young. His white robe is dancing in the wind, and there is a simple golden ring that has faded on his head. Although it is different from the golden ring worn by the current Tiansheng Sect disciples, carefully identify it. It can be found that the craftsmanship is inherited in one line.

From the outside, this monk looked like a pure human race, but his aura was violent, chaotic, and evil... just like those crazy alien races just now.

Seeing this person, several high-ranking demon cultivators in mid-air were startled and said, "Old Ancestor Luan?!"

When they spoke, they were full of surprises and uncertainties. Luan Qiaoqing was one of the ancestors of the Tiansheng sect. He became famous in his youth, and when he was really passed on, he showed his sharpness and once swept away his peers.

After entering a higher realm, he is even more powerful, and he is a well-known giant in the holy way.

But his temperament is extremely arrogant, and he was finally imprisoned in Dueryuan by the false way design. There has been no news for a long time. Why does he appear here at this moment?

Without waiting for everyone to think about the whole problem, Luan Qiaoqing stretched out his hand and pressed it. Immediately, it was dark in the entire base camp!

A demon palm as large as a mountain enveloped the entire base camp and smashed down brazenly.

The palm was as black as ink, and there seemed to be countless dead souls wailing inside. It was sharp and piercing, and it seemed to be able to tear the mind. Before it fell, the monks with a slightly lower cultivation level in the base camp had already uncontrollably covered their ears with their hands and roared hysterically.

When it fell slowly, as if it was about to flatten the entire formation and the base camp of the magic way inside, an almost identical palm came out from the depths of the base camp, from bottom to top, firmly facing the palm of the hand. Together.

boom! !

The terrifying impact swept across the surroundings in an instant. Many demon cultivators who had been standing in the air had no time to react, and were rushed out by the invisible momentum, hitting heavily on the wall of the formation, spitting out blood.

Wave-like patterns appeared in the formation below, completely offsetting the majestic impact.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the demon disciples in the formation immediately dispersed, each looking for a place to hide.

An old man in a white robe with a gold crown and a pale gold jewel inlaid between his brows stepped forward and appeared in midair, facing Luan Qiaoqing far away.

He looked at the other party for a moment, then slightly cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Luan, since you have left Du'e Yuan, why don't you say hello to the sect?"

Luan Qiaoqing's eyes were full of blood, she didn't pay attention to the old man's intentions at all, and immediately continued to shoot, blasting towards the protective magic circle of the base camp.

The old man frowned, and immediately stopped him.

Boom boom boom...

A battle broke out between the two in an instant, the protective formation trembled rapidly, and the entire world was constantly shaking. The terrifying momentum caused many magicians to fly away one after another, hiding deeper in the formation like birds and beasts.

Above the sky, the wind, thunder, cloud and electricity raged violently, changing rapidly in an instant, and the weather was myriad...

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Cizhou magic way base camp.

The glazed pagoda, in the meeting hall.

Dafu Tuling sat cross-legged expressionlessly, waiting for Su Lijing and Ji Mang's reply.

Su Lijing simply closed his eyes and rested his mind, making it clear that he would not leave until he received the "pension".

And Ji Mang casually took out the head of a nun from the storage bag, and played with it at will.This female cultivator has a beautiful appearance and exquisite facial features. Although she has only one head, she exudes a faint sharp aura, obviously with a special physique.After the owl head, after special treatment, it still retains its characteristics.

There has been a stalemate between the three of them for a long time.

It seems that this silent confrontation will continue.

At this time, a loud noise suddenly came.

The three of them just sensed it casually, and when they saw that it wasn't a hypocrisy attack, they ignored it and continued to consume each other.

A moment later, there was another loud noise, accompanied by a slight shock of the protective magic circle of the entire glazed pagoda, which dispelled the oncoming impact.

Just like before, none of the three were willing to give in. They realized that the attack was not a hypocrisy, and they didn't intend to speak, as if they didn't realize it.

After all, this place is the headquarters of the Four Sects of the Holy Way in Cizhou, Jiuyi Mountain. Even though Wushi Villa has retreated now, the three sects of Samsara Pagoda, Chongming Sect, and Tiansheng Sect still gather here.

Apart from the three masters of the sect discussing matters here, there are also many elders sitting in the town, and trivial matters will not affect them.

After a while, a huge shock came.

The three remained indifferent.

As a result, the time interval became shorter, and there was another great movement from outside...

After half an hour, the three of them frowned at the same time, and all looked in one direction suspiciously.

Chapters 3 and [-]: Great War.

"Peak of Hedao? Or Crossing Tribulation?"

"This breath should be a senior of the Holy Way, but I don't have the slightest impression."

"It seems to be a very senior senior..."

Saying that, Su Lijing and Ji Mang both looked at the Great Buddha Order.

Dafutu Ling frowned, he didn't know what happened, but now, more and more powerful people suddenly came to the base camp, especially the senior who just appeared, even if he didn't cross the tribulation, he might not Not far behind!

If it is delayed any longer, something serious may happen.

Thinking of this, Dafutu Ling said in a deep voice: "First solve the troubles outside, and then come to discuss important matters."

Su Lijing and Ji Mang looked at each other and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Before the words fell, the two had disappeared from the meeting hall.

Dafutu Ling slowly stood up, when he stood upright, it turned into a stream of light, and escaped from the glazed pagoda in an instant.

At the current base camp, except for the collapse of some of the outermost magic weapon houses, there is generally no major loss.

After all, disciples of the holy way are generally flexible, especially the monks of the magic way who have survived the war for more than half a year. They are more clever than one another, and even those with low cultivation bases have already hidden themselves tightly.

The Dafutu ordered his spiritual thoughts to sweep across the entire camp, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he raised his head and looked outside the protective circle.

At this moment, more and more enemies are attacking the man-made cloud and mist.

Apart from the many crazy alien races, the most noticeable ones are a small group of human monks.

Almost all of these monks are dressed in ragged clothes and have old faces, but their aura is exceptionally strong, and they are filled with chaos, violence, depravity, and ferocity that come from the same source as the Eternal Night Desert...

Several elders of the three demon sects who stayed here have already taken action, but the offending party is not afraid of life and death, and the demon sect can't gain the upper hand for a while.

Seeing this situation, Dafutu frowned, and recognized the identities of several of the monks at a glance.

The one with the fluttering white robe and the dim golden ring is a former ancestor named Luan Qiaoqing; the one with the sad expression and the obscure gray robe is the Supreme Elder of the Reincarnation Pagoda many years ago, Luo Du; The one whose robes were torn and whose soul whistled when he struck out was a genius of the Chongming Sect in the past, Zuo Jingxing, whose seniority was extremely high. When he became the Supreme Elder, the three clans that are now the top leaders of the Chongming Sect had just risen .

There is also a human monk, who looks like a middle-aged man. His appearance is resolute and heroic, and he is not angry.After seeing his face clearly, Dafu Tuling stared slightly, this is a hypocrite!

Yuan Changzhen, the former crown prince of the Liugai Dynasty!

Among the alien races, the most conspicuous big monster, Qingyao's bloodline is obvious, making Dafutu Ling quickly think of a traitor under the command of the Qingyao Mountain Demon Emperor...

Wandering around, his gaze soon fell on a monk who was described as thin, with a cold and tyrannical face.

This cultivator watched the wolf as an eagle, and he was surrounded by a blood-bale aura that seemed to be real. Its aura was extremely powerful and terrifying.

Dafutu Ling's face was solemn, this is the senior of the Holy Dao who just alarmed him, Su Lijing, and Ji Mang, and the strength of the other party is the strongest existence among the enemies who have invaded this time!

At this time, a figure flashed, and an elder from the Reincarnation Pagoda appeared beside Dafutuling, and said in a voice transmission with an uncertain tone: "Dafutuling, that... seems to be Venerable Mielian?"

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Nine palaces.

A side hall with all protective measures such as isolation and detection opened.

It has been a while since Li Wujiu, Li Lieyue and Pei Ling moved here.

At this moment, Li Lieyue has described all the experiences just now.

Li Wujiu's face was gloomy, now the group of lunatics in Wushi Villa had been ordered by Yan Xicheng to retreat first, the pressure of the three holy sects increased sharply, except for the reincarnation tower, Chongming sect and Tiansheng sect were already planning to retreat.

This point, the five sects of hypocrisy are also well aware of it.

Therefore, in a short period of time, both sides will tacitly exercise restraint and end the war as soon as possible.

Right now, the holy son and holy daughter who was born in the Nine Ah Li family is being chased and killed for no reason, and she must have something to do with the suzerain!

However, there is no evidence now, even if the trouble is brought to the "Underworld" patriarch, at most the suzerain will compensate some spirit stones...

Just as the thoughts were spinning, there was an earth-shattering loud noise from outside.

Li Wujiu came back to his senses immediately, ignored the movement outside, and said to Li Lieyue and Pei Ling: "From now on, you two, follow the Li Clan's army in all actions."

"The old man wants to see if the suzerain dares to directly declare war on me!"

Both Li Lieyue and Pei Ling nodded: "Yes!"

Seeing this, Li Wujiu nodded slightly, and was about to say something, but there was another violent sound from outside, vaguely mixed with the sound of shouting and running of disciples of the holy way.