The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

At the border where the monsters and the demons fought, after nightfall, only the lights in the military tents and the footsteps of the soldiers were left.

Ye Ning was sitting in the tent, with a defense map in front of her eyes. She was in charge of defending against the demon clan in the west of the demon clan. The two clans have been confronting each other here for a hundred years.

But there is nothing they can do to each other. The demons are fierce and will do everything they can. In addition, the demons have been newly promoted for a hundred years. The demons and humans are generally retreating slowly.

Going on for a long time is not a solution. The monster race is strong in single-player combat, but the number of fighters who can join the battle is much smaller than that of the demon race and the human race.

Although the human race is weak alone, the combination of external forces such as array weapons can well make up for its own weaknesses.

Ye Ning has a headache. In fact, if the demon race and the human race can cooperate without any grievances and combine the advantages of the two races, the slight advantage of the demon race will also be lost. However, the demon king has disappeared for a hundred years. After the incident in the East China Sea, the demon king does not know tracked.

The affairs of the Yaozu are all in the hands of the two guardians, and now there are signs of disintegration within the Yaozu.

The wolf clan is ready to move, wanting to seize the treasure of the demon king. There are countless camps among the clans and cities within the monster clan.

Ye Ning rubbed the center of her brows, the disappearance of the demon king at this time really made people think about it, not to mention the lessons learned from the demon king Wen Feng back then.

While she was thinking, a powerful magic breath approached the entire camp, and Ye Ning immediately became vigilant.

Waving a small knife in his hand, the figure left its original position in an instant.

Then she saw a man full of demonic energy sitting in her place.

"Yueyin Demon Monarch, it's a long way to welcome you here." Ye Ning said with a sneer, the demon saint is really persistent towards her head.

The demon king who was replaced by Yue Yin laughed and said: "General Ye Ning, our lady saint said that today I must have your head on your neck and a body of exquisite snake skin."

"Then try."

The silver spear with a cold light appeared in her hand. Its huge size, demonic power and demonic breath immediately attracted everyone's attention. This is not the first time. Send someone to kill General Ye Ning.

The two are powerful, and they are already in the air in the blink of an eye.

Although Ye Ning only has the strength of the peak of crossing the catastrophe, as a general, her strength is also honed in the battle, the front line of life and death, and the strength she actually displays is also at the early stage of Mahayana.

The two are evenly matched, but the demons have all kinds of insidious tricks.

Even if Ye Ning has dealt so much with the demons, it's hard to guard against.

When she felt that her killing intent was a little out of control, Yueyin smiled strangely, and the blood mist began to fill: "Join us, join the bloody killing team, see how good blood smells."

"This is the magic mist bestowed by the saint, isn't it very exciting?"

After he finished speaking, he left Ye Ning alone and turned to slaughter the other monsters below.

Ye Ning looked at the blood of those monster races, and gradually lost control, her eyes were red, she couldn't help licking her lips, the warlike factor in her body was about to move.

"Look, why pretend to be yourself? The bones of any living being are the same, the same as our demons. Otherwise, why are there so many people and demons joining the demons? The demons can give you all freedom."

As if bewitched, Ye Ning slowly raised the silver|spear in her hand, and pierced through the body of a demon clan.

"Do you think so?"

The bewitching voice kept hinting in her mind.

Just when she was about to kill her fellow clan again, a plain white hand grabbed her wrist: "General Ye Ning, don't be fooled by the demon clan, only the weak will be dominated by the instinct to kill."

The cold voice fell in Ye Ning's ears, the blood mist dispersed, a wave of spiritual energy enveloped her, and her consciousness returned to normal.

"Thank you." Ye Ning thanked warmly.

Looking back, I saw a woman in black with a stern face, and I couldn't see through her cultivation, she was not a monster.

When did the human race have such a powerful person in the past hundred years?

When Ye Ning was puzzled, a long sword appeared in the woman's hand, and then the long sword let out a sword noise, and went directly to Yueyin with a huge sword intent.

By the time Yue Yin realized the danger, it was too late, the space around him was locked and he couldn't move.

The long sword directly pierced his body, and Yue Yin tried to shield him with blood, but just as he turned into a blood mist, he was crushed by the sword again.

Death was caught off guard, not only Yue Yin didn't react, even Ye Ning didn't react. She looked at the woman with a bit of respect.

"Ye Ning thanked Your Majesty on behalf of my Yaozu."

The woman withdrew her long sword and shook her head slightly: "No need."

"I don't know how to address my lord?" Ye Ning asked again without embarrassment.

"It's too late."

Ye Ning's eyes widened slightly, Mo Ciwan, the genius of the human race, was rumored to be a Taoist companion with their young man.

Has the cultivation base that was only at the early stage of the tribulation when it disappeared back then has reached the Mahayana stage?Yueyin was also in the Mahayana period, but he was easily killed by the person in front of him with a single sword.

Now her strength is probably unfathomable.

"Since it happened to fall on the Yaozu, everyone from the Yaozu should just go back."

As soon as she raised her hand, a scroll unfolded, and then those people who were included in the mountain and river map all those years ago appeared in the barracks.

What happened back then is known to everyone later. There are still people who survived in the secret realm, but no one knows where they went. A hundred years have passed and nothing has been found, but now all of them have returned. All good things.

You must know that those who went to the secret realm back then were all young elites of various ethnic groups. Without them, there would be a powerful force missing.

Those who were rescued from Yaozu cupped their hands in thanks to Mo Ciwan: "Thank you, Shaoshi Mo."

"No need, if there is nothing else, the deity will leave first." After she finished speaking, she disappeared in place, and Ye Ning stood beside her and couldn't even feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy.

After returning to Shen Yening, he remembered something, and walked towards the people who came out of the secret realm: "Where is the young man?"

Hearing that everyone lowered their heads, the air pressure was a little low.

Ye Ning sensed something was wrong, frowned, and looked at Fengze: "Fengze, where is the young man?"

Fengze slowly told about the things in the secret realm, and Ye Ning's mood fell to the bottom instantly after hearing it.

The young man is extremely talented, and she is also the daughter of the Feng Yao King. She has only met Mo Cizhu a few times, an exceptionally lively girl, but now she has stayed in the secret realm forever because of helping everyone.

Those who came back from the secret realm would always remember Mo Cizhu's kindness, so the atmosphere was particularly depressing for a while.

Yu Qing looked at Ye Ning: "Ye Ning, what's the situation now?"

"Follow me into the tent, I'll tell you." Yu Qing and Ye Ning are good friends, and both of them are very talented generals.

"it is good."

After Ye Ning finished speaking, other people understood the current situation, which was indeed not good news.

"Since you are back, my Yaozu can be regarded as a lot of help." Ye Ning said with a smile.

"It's all thanks to Zhu'er and Ah Wan." Yu Qing said with a sigh.

On the human side, Mo Ciwan did not go directly to the Mo family, but went to Misty Sect.

In the meeting hall of Misty Sect, when Jing Meng was talking to the heads of various sects about the assignment of tasks, she suddenly heard a letter from someone asking to see Mo Ciwan, the young master of the Mo family.

Qin Yaozheng and Mo Cang stood up immediately after hearing the words: "What did you say?"

"Just her?" Jing Meng also answered.

"No, there are senior brothers and people from all sects." The disciple who sent the letter asked nervously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the meeting hall was empty.

After all, all the sect elders and family members present were present.

Most of the people who disappeared in the secret realm back then were their heirs and favorite apprentices, how could they not be excited.

When they arrived at the place, there was a woman in a long black dress with a cold face, followed by disciples from various sects and families. Some were missing, but most of them came back safely.

Qin Yaozheng saw Mo Ciwan, and immediately took her into his arms: "Wan'er, you are back."

A simple sentence, but with a trembling cry.

The momentum around Mo Ciwan eased a bit: "I'm sorry for making mother worry."

She whispered, and then patted Qin Yaozheng's back lightly.

The reunion scene was played out outside the meeting hall of Misty Palace.

Then from everyone's few words, I roughly knew how they were saved.

Qin Yaozheng let go of Mo Ciwan, and Mo Ciwan smiled gently at Mo Cang's worried look: "Father, my daughter is fine."

"It's fine, where is Zhu'er?" Mo Cang asked.

Mo Ciwan instantly lost his expression, unwilling to answer this question.

On the other hand, Mu Shang exit helped to answer: "In order to save us, Zhu'er fought against the ancient flood dragon in the secret realm, and fell into the cold pool of the secret realm. His life and death are unknown."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone fell silent.

Jing Meng's heart ached when she heard the words: "Go back to the meeting room and tell me what happened."

Everyone returned to the conference hall again, Jing Meng took a look at Mo Ciwan, and ordered someone to arrange a seat for her, the first one.

"Ah Wan?" Jing Meng asked her.

"Okay, but before I say anything, do you dare to ask where the people from Broken Star Academy are?" Mo Ciwan sat in his seat and looked at everyone coldly, like a piece of thousand-year-old ice. People are unwell.

"Naturally, why didn't you see Academician You Xing?" Jing Meng asked.

"I don't know which ones are the elders of the Broken Star Academy?" Mo Ciwan smiled gently, and the coldness on his body dissipated a bit.

"Mo Shaoshi, but what happened to my academician?" Two people from the Broken Star Academy stood up.

"It's true that something happened. Your academician was killed in the secret realm. My condolences." Mo Ciwan looked at the two elders and said.

Maybe it's because he has been with Mo Cizhu for a long time, and he has also acquired her bad taste.

It is very interesting to see the people in Broken Star Academy filled with anger.

"Who did it?"

Mo Ciwan touched the Profound Sky Sword with a playful look on his face.

And the two elders' faces were also gloomy in an instant: "Mo Shaoshi won't give a reasonable explanation?"

The Tianxuan sword came out of the body, and before everyone could react, the two of them were already decapitated, and the devil energy in their bodies also overflowed.

"My lord, you don't need to explain anything to the demons. Don't you all want to know what happened in the secret realm?"

Mo Ciwan calmly told all the things that happened in the secret realm, including the goddess of the witch tribe, including the matter of You Xing, but she didn't say anything about Mo Cizhu, and few people would believe those things.

Afterwards, everyone else added what they had encountered.

"How is the battle between the Demon Race and the Human Race?" Mo Ciwan asked.

Jingmeng's plain questioning tone, some people are dissatisfied because of her tone and attitude.

Mo Ciwan glanced coldly, only Jing Meng knew her true strength, the peak of Mahayana, probably comparable to her own.

Jing Meng unfolded the map, and seriously talked to Mo Ciwan about the current battle situation.

After listening to Mo Ciwan, he moved a few places, and said in an undeniable tone that the positions of some sects should be moved.

"Mo Shaoshi, don't think that you can order all the sects at will after saving some people. Does this mean that you will ignore all the elders present?" The Tianqi Sect said.

Hearing the words, Mo Ciwan hooked his lips: "It's not uncommon for you Tianqizong to give away the deity for nothing. Now that the demons are present, the deity is for the entire cultivation world. Regarding the deity's thoughts, the sects have opinions. Why don't you say that?" To instruct it at will?"

Rubbing the Tianxuan Sword with his fingertips, the corners of Mo Ciwan's mouth rose slightly, and the coercion of his spiritual sense and sword energy were released, suppressing everyone.

You must know that there is no shortage of Mahayana monks here, which can be seen from the horror of their spiritual consciousness.

Mo Ciwan didn't want to waste too much time this time to allow the demons to grow. Being with Zhu'er for a long time has worn away a lot of world-weary coldness, but how can people who come out of the South China Sea be easy to talk to? ?

"As for respecting the elders, do you dare to ask when the cultivation world began to judge strength by seniority? Huh?" Mo Ciwan asked the sect masters of Tianqi Sect, but the words were indeed for everyone to hear.

If you want to gain the right to speak, the best way is to show your strength.

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