Lu Nanzhi stared at Shen Mingjing in surprise. He didn't expect him to say such words. Given his position and character, shouldn't he take this opportunity to kill all the humans and demons
Luo was the same, surprised by what Shen Mingjing said.
"Hmph~" Luo Heng laughed, "If you don't give me a suitable reason, I will make you completely annihilate between heaven and earth right now."
Frost rose from the ground and enveloped Shen Mingjing like a cage, freezing his misty body bit by bit.
Shen Mingjing's face showed a painful expression, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Holy Ancestor, you have to understand clearly that this is the Great Wilderness projected in your memory, not the real world. No matter what the outcome of the battle in the Great Wilderness is, it is not important. What is important is that you can get rid of the shackles of the Great Wilderness, leave this place, and return to the Demon Realm!"
Luo's eyes flickered slightly, like the sound of a bell, suddenly waking her up.
They died here while fighting for their respective races, and they carried this unwillingness and obsession with them when they died, so the Great Wilderness was formed, and the wars among the four races were repeated over and over again.
In addition to competing for energy, they are also obsessed with wanting their respective races to win.
Luo took a deep breath, his anger subsided a little, and he said, "Go on."
Shen Mingjing continued, "The battle situation in the Great Wilderness cannot affect the upper realm. Even if the demons win here, you will have to start all over again when you return to the upper realm. So we must make the most favorable choice for ourselves, rather than fighting for a temporary win or loss."
"Wei of the Tianwu tribe is too ambitious and is the root of chaos. He wanted to use me to wipe out the three tribes. On the surface, he seems to be cooperating with the demon tribe, but you have seen the previous battle. My demon tribe's troops were almost exhausted, and Wei did not take action."
"His intentions are obvious! If the demons continue to help the witches win this battle, they will definitely turn against them after the crisis. They will definitely have some reservations, and by then the demons may not be able to withstand the witches' attack."
"Instead of waiting for the Wu Clan to betray us, why don't we switch sides first? At this moment, the strength of the human race and the demon race has been greatly weakened. When the Wu Clan and the Wei Clan are destroyed, the three races can divide up their energy and achieve a three-way balance of power and restrain each other."
Shen Mingjing lowered his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He had chosen the most manpower-consuming frontal battle before. In addition to the reasons he told Bing Ling, he had another plan.
He wanted to deliberately consume the military strength of the Demon Clan and make the Demon Clan weaker than the Witch Clan.
For him, winning is not important. What is important is to welcome back the Ice Demon Saint and force him to leave with him. This is also his main purpose of entering the Demonic Abyss.
As long as the Witch Clan is around, the Human Clan and the Demon Clan will definitely reach a cooperation, and the Demon Clan must stand together with the Witch Clan.
In a two-on-two situation, no one is willing to take a step back, so they will inevitably keep fighting, and in the end Wei will gain the upper hand. His goal is also to leave Dahuang, and even to kill everyone before leaving.
In this way, no one would know about his affairs, and he could hide in the upper realm, slowly recuperating until he returned to the top.
As for the demon clan, if the witch clan loses its assistance, the human and demon clans may unite to destroy the demons. Even if the Holy Ancestor still has the will to fight and the strategy to plan, he can only be helpless in the face of the Great Wilderness where time is running out.
Then leaving the wilderness is the best option.
If Wei wants to use him as a chess piece, then he will overturn the chess game. No matter who dares to threaten him, he will not let them off easily.
“Holy Ancestor, as long as there is life, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood. Everything here is an illusion. After Wei dies, you can absorb 30 to 40 percent of his power, and then take back all the power to build the Demon Realm. This will be enough for you to break through the Great Wilderness blockade and leave the Demon Abyss.”
Shen Mingjing paused and looked up at Lu Nanzhi.
"If you are worried about the Mahayana Immortal Lord outside the Demonic Abyss, you can take over her body, or even reside in her body. She is the disciple you personally chose, and she will definitely be the most suitable body for you."
Lu Nanzhi's heart tightened, but he still maintained a calm expression. In order to welcome back the Ice Demon Saint, Shen Mingjing had paved all the way.
In fact, Lu Nanzhi had anticipated this result long ago, or rather, they had thought about this during those three days in the Observatory.
Otherwise, why would Shen Mingjing insist on having her go to the Demon Realm
Luo glanced at Lu Nanzhi indifferently. No one could tell how he would make the decision.
Luo supported her head. Shen Mingjing's words really woke her up.
There is no point in winning the battle of the wilderness!
"Very good. If this is possible, I will rebuild your demon body for you. If you don't want to be a mirage demon, you can join my ice demon tribe. Is that okay?"
Shen Mingjing's expression was gloomy, but he still bowed his head and saluted, "It's all up to the Holy Ancestor to decide."
Luo looked at the ice mirror in the air again. As her thoughts changed, the perspective of the four evil spirits gradually shifted to the witches in various places.
Those demon soldiers who had not really left the mountain slowly emerged after regrouping.
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Kunlun Hill, at the foot of Taixuan Mountain.
When Jiang Yuebai smashed Zhu Jiuyou's body with one palm, Zhulong came furiously, and at the moment when the dragon claw touched Jiang Yuebai's palm, Tai Sui poked his head out from Jiang Yuebai's lotus platform and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm that had accumulated for a long time, hitting Zhulong's feet!
During this process, Tai Sui had to release the seal of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, which inevitably led to the leakage of his aura, which almost caused Jiang Yuebai to lose an arm, and the Mi Chen Seal was also damaged when it was activated with full force.
Fortunately, Tai Sui absorbed the bad luck from Jiang Yuebai in time, so that Jiang Yuebai did not continue to be unlucky, otherwise she might have slipped over Ao Juan's head.
At this moment, the whole world was trembling slightly in Jiang Yuebai's perception, and the invisible force was carried by the wind, swirling around Zhulong.
However, although Tai Sui's power is special, its influence varies from person to person. If Jiang Yuebai were to get his hands on Tai Sui's thick phlegm, the ground he stepped on might sink, or the mountain he leaned against might collapse.
If it were a Mahayana Immortal King, he might just have a stumble in his energy flow, causing his breath to become disordered.
Jiang Yuebai had no idea what impact this would have on the Zhulong in front of him, so he could only take it one step at a time.
When Zhulong felt the power of Tai Sui eroding his body and causing his blood to flow backwards, he became furious and roared wildly at Jiang Yuebai and Ao Juan.
Extreme darkness suddenly enveloped them, containing some of the laws of time. Even Ao Juan's power of space could not break through it.
Then, golden rays of light gathered madly around the man and the dragon, carrying an extremely hot breath, compressed and condensed, and in an instant formed nine golden suns that stung people's eyes.
The horrifying destructive force emanated from the nine scorching suns, making Jiang Yuebai and Ao Juan tense all over and feel powerless to resist.
The scorching sun trembled and suddenly exploded.
"Dragon Father, wait!"
"Heaven-suppressing Seal!"
“Ouch—”
"Seven Star Heavenly Mysterious Formation!"
"The eight wastelands return to their origin, and ten thousand swords return to their ancestor!"
Five voices rang out at the same time. Zhu Jiuyou burst into tears for no apparent reason and spoke out to stop Zhu Long.
Jiang Yuebai faced the strong wind and scorching sun, grabbed Ao Juan's dragon horn tightly, and threw out the Heaven-Suppressing Seal. Ao Juan also spit out two dragon balls, one blue and one white, which swirled up a strong wind.
Zhao Fuyi came fleeing from afar, suspended in mid-air with an anxious look on his face. While he was setting up a rescue formation, a book flew out from his clothes and flipped through the pages, making the light of the Seven Stars in the dark night as dazzling as the scorching sun.
The book was given to her by a young man she had met before.
And on the top of the snow mountain, Xie Jingshan and Xie Tianbao had given their all but were still just a little short of the goal. Just as they were hesitating whether to smash their own swords in, a golden array suddenly opened up above the Sword Saint's head, and a tyrannical force was injected into them like a floodgate opening to make up for the last bit.
Xuan Ji, the Mahayana Immortal King of the human race, finally took action!
The concept of luck is illusory and has no fixed value, but if a person is unlucky, the whole world will be against him.
boom!
The golden light obliterated everything. Jiang Yuebai could not see anything but heard the whistling of the wind, the sound of thundering swords, the sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh, and the miserable howl of Zhulong.
When the dazzling golden light completely dissipated, Jiang Yuebai and Ao Juan were still intact under the barrier formed by the Black Turtle Formation and the two dragon balls.
The seven stars above his head twinkled and disappeared into the darkness. Zhao Fuyi's anxious heart slowly settled down. The book in front of him turned into ashes bit by bit and disappeared. The word "Xuan Ji" was written on the last page of the book.
The huge Zhulong coiled into a ball, protecting Zhu Jiuyou inside it. His body was pierced with green swords that seemed to be real. His skin was torn and blood was flowing like a river. He was dying.
roar!!
The roar of ferocious beasts was heard on the battlefield. The four beasts turned around and began to slaughter the witch clan.
Rolling black fog swept down from the mountains. The demons made a comeback and started fighting against the witches.
The blood-covered and exhausted human cultivators and demons looked at the chaotic scene in front of them in surprise, not knowing what was happening.
"Ao Juan, now is the time to command the dragons!"
Jiang Yuebai jumped down from Ao Juan's head. Ao Juan flapped his wings and flew high into the sky. Yinglong's might made the dark clouds disperse, and the sky and earth became bright again.
Ouch!!!
The sound waves are like waves, and the sound shakes the sky.
The dragons responded and bowed their heads in surrender!
Ao Juan led the dragons back into the battlefield, and the situation of the battle was reversed again.
I have no debt today, take a rest, see you tomorrow~
(End of this chapter)