The Second Immortal Road

"Old guy, it doesn't make sense for you to say that. Why should it be something I should take care of in Feisheng Hall!" A scholar wearing a blue robe rolled his eyes and said in an angry tone.

"Why shouldn't you take charge of the Ascension Hall? As everyone knows, your Ascension Hall controls the entire ascension platform of the two races of shemales, and many of the potential seedlings from the lower realms have almost been snatched by you. Now there is a lower realm that has been robbed, and you ascend. The temple has to spread both hands and throw things to our patrol and defense. What is the truth!” The little monk snorted, and added, “Don’t even think about it!” He also leaned on the seat. The expression that was too lazy to speak.

There are a lot of large seats around, and there are more than a dozen monks with different looks and quietly watching the theater. They just watched the two arguing, but didn't persuade them to fight, they just watched.

"Then what do you say? A few years ago, a lot of our manpower in the Feisheng Hall was recruited by Wuyahai. Nowadays, manpower is scarce. I don't have much manpower to use. Should I let the old man go to the realm himself?" Lan Pao The scholar stared at both his eyebrows.

"Then you go chant!" The little monk said lazily, not caring.

"Good, good!" Hearing this, the scholar seemed to laugh in anger, patted his palms continuously, and simply waved his hands: "Since you say this, then I don't care, I don't care about it, whoever loves it. Who cares, care about me!"

"Okay, it's good, it doesn't matter, the lower realm is given to the demon!" The little monk opened his eyes slightly, and said lightly.

Confucian scholars and monks were too lazy to take care of this. The other monks sitting on the stone chairs were finally a little uncomfortable, and then they began to persuade them.

"The two elders will calm down first, is everything ready to discuss!" An old man with a golden dragon embroidered on his sleeve raised his hand and pressed it down, and said in harmony.

"Don't stand here and talk without backache. It's the Demon Race. The last time the Demon Clan had swallowed the Yuan Ying, how many fellow Daoists were swallowed by the Demon Race? Let me go to the Lower Realm. There are no doors. It is impossible anyway!" Angrily said, and then added: "Anyway, the old man will have another great achievement in the city. You can not take on the task in the city for a thousand years. It's a big deal, it's better than dying in the lower realm!"

"Unfortunately, the poor monk once did a great job!" The little monk said casually.

Many of the elders sitting on the side looked agitated, especially those elders who hadn't done much and couldn't escape the task!

"It's sensational to grow old. The elders are the strength of the middle stage of the fit. It is only one step away from the later stage. How can you fall into the lower realm where there is only the stage of transformation?" The old man Jinlong frowned and was a little unhappy. road.

"Because it is the lower realm, it is really dangerous. When we go, the cultivation base will be suppressed, and there will be no strength. The face is still a tyrannical demon clan. It is nothing to be killed by a demon general. What a weird thing! You guys can still remember a similar incident more than ten thousand years ago. It was also a demon disaster. Although in the end the spirit world won and repelled the demon clan, do you know how many sages the demon clan killed? Almost to the tenth place, let me ask, what are the strengths of those demon venerations inferior to ours? The wolf king has been trapped in the lower realm for tens of thousands of years because of this, almost dead!" The scholar in Feisheng Hall retorted with no anger.

"By analogy, you can recall that the immortal who was beheaded by the adult Wuyahai in recent years was not the same from the immortal world? As far as the original strength is concerned, I am afraid that the adult Wuyahai is far behind, but When he is in the lower realm, he was beheaded!" The little monk replied from the side: "If you want us to lower the realm, it is absolutely impossible, no discussion!"

The Confucian thought for a while, and then said: "If you want me to tell me, we don't care about this matter. We will give it to the island and let the people over there take care of it. They are not the inheritance of the two races of shemales and monsters. The land? This is all within their scope of responsibility! Anyway, they will be asked to borrow the Star Reversal Treasure in the end. Rather than bother, it's better to just throw it to them!"

When the other elders heard the words, they all brightened. They also understood that this mission was dangerous and did not want to take risks. The opponents were the fierce demons, not other races. How many people and two races feared hundreds of thousands. Years of existence!

"But if things get to the island, isn't it a bit slow? After all, they have to spend time arranging, and they may not be able to wait so long below!" The old man embroidered with the golden dragon on the robe said hesitantly.

"Why is it slow? Anyway, we don’t have the Star Reversal Treasure and can’t go to the Nether. We always have to inform the island. The preparation time? How long will it take, but it will only be delayed for a few years, so what can we do! The Nether is not small, Demon Race It was suppressed by the interface pressure again, and the speed of escape was limited. In a few years, even one ten-thousandth of the entire lower realm could not be reached!"

"It's reasonable to say this!" A blue-robed female cultivator nodded in response.

"This is reasonable!" The other elder nodded likewise. Anyway, it's nothing to do with him. If you can push it to the island, then push it to the island.

Some people agreed, and others responded one after another. One by one, many more than ten elders agreed, and the old man with the golden dragon embroidered on his robe nodded silently when he saw this, "Okay, then. Let’s pass the news to the island first, and see their attitude. Of course, we have to make two-handed preparations secretly. If the elders lead the lower realm, he should only send the Golden Armored Guards or the Qinglin Guards down, let's talk about it!"

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"The poor monk still has a pot of pill that hasn't started, so I won't accompany you, and leave first!" The delicate little monk seemed to be in a good mood, got up and gave his hand slightly, winked at the scholar, and left straight away!

Seeing the little monk leave, the corners of his mouth cocked slightly, and he coughed dryly. He also arched his hands: "Hua Mou, let's go first, don't delay cheering!" Then he left straight away.

After that, everyone in the hall left one after another, and the whole hall was empty before long. The old man with golden robe embroidered on his body let out a sigh of relief. He also raised his foot and walked outside.

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Human world.

After inspiring Huajiexiang that day, Kunmuya and King Xiong discussed the news about Huajiexiang in order to improve morale. The millions of cultivators on the Tianqi defense line were immediately excited and saw hope again.

The two races of shemales and monsters on the line of defense of the sky are waiting, not only waiting for reinforcements from the underworld, but also waiting for reinforcements from the upper realm, but as time passed, none of them waited until a dark cloud appeared in the sky. .

Han Ming stood on the city wall, looking at the ultimate demonic cultivator army thousands of miles away, with a wry smile on his face. After all, he didn’t wait, and he didn’t know whether the human world was broken, the lower world was more difficult, or the world was incense. Passed on, or for other reasons, the spirit world reinforcements did not come after all!

In fact, the hundreds of Great Netherbone Kings of the Three Spirits Dynasty have already guarded the edge of the teleportation array. As long as the spirit world reinforcements arrive and the chance of winning the final battle reaches more than 20%, these Great Netherbone Kings will rush over, and they will come later. A steady stream of Netherbone troops came, but it was a pity that the spirit world reinforcements did not come.

Looking at the lush mountains behind the Tianmo defensive line, Han Ming took a sharp breath and clenched his fist. Although he couldn't beat it, the Tianchi defensive line hadn't broken yet!