Soon, it was dark.
The atmosphere between heaven and earth also gradually became darker as the sky darkened... and full of chill.
It seemed that with the departure of the sun, there was an energy in this world that did not appear only under the sunlight.
"It's getting dark, all of you demons, come out. How can you be called a hero if you hide in the dark? Don't you want to resist? Then you should resist my Nine Sun Sect first! After all, my Nine Sun Sect is named after the sun, nine suns at that!"
Chen Changan spoke calmly.
at the same time.
Pieces of top-grade spirit stones with array patterns on them flew out of his hands.
Break into the world.
A huge formation slowly took shape, covering the entire Wan Yao Mountain.
In the sky, the wild dragon that wanted to fly away lowered its wings.
Underground, the wild boar that was trying to dig a hole stopped.
One after another, monsters broke out from the ground.
Gathered around the Golden Lion King, pairs of big copper bell eyes stared coldly at everyone from the Nine Yang Sect.
"Haha~~~ Seeing so many brothers in Wan Yao Mountain, I, the Golden Lion King, feel very confident. Who is digging that top-grade spiritual vein while I am napping? Do you have any spiritual stones left? Give me a few. Last time someone robbed the vein ore I discovered. I haven't tasted the taste of a top-grade spiritual vein for a long time!"
The Lion King spoke.
The meaning of this statement is very clear. He does not want to hand the person over, but to protect him.
Suddenly...
Wild boar king.
Gray Wolf King.
Wild Dragon King.
They all came forward.
Offer pieces of top-grade spirit stones.
There are so many of them, colorful and full of charm.
For a moment, the temperature between heaven and earth seemed to warm up.
"Master, it was them who did it. It was them who did it. It must be them. Kill them!" Zhao Qikai said with red eyes.
“Kill, kill, kill~~~”
Each disciple was also excited.
"Haha, Wan Yao Mountain is my Golden Lion King's Wan Yao Mountain. It belongs to your Nine Yang Sect during the day and to me at night. How do you think it belongs to me?"
The Golden Lion King knocked on a few top-grade spirit stones and said with a smile.
The meaning is obvious.
I, the Golden Lion King, also want a share of the top-quality spiritual vein ore here. No, it’s a 50-50 split.
"Hehe~" Chen Changan smiled faintly and said:
"If it was ten years ago, of course I would be willing to jointly develop and distribute reasonably! But now, you killed my Nine Yang Sect's people, and you still want to develop with my Nine Yang Sect? Golden Lion King, let me ask you, if my Nine Yang Sect killed ten big monsters from your Ten Thousand Monster Mountain, and your monster king asked you to avenge the little monsters, what would you say?"
"You mean there's nothing to talk about?"
The Lion King spread his hands.
"If you say there's nothing to discuss, then there's nothing to discuss!"
"Okay, let's start the war. The Fire Cloud Sect and the Demon Heaven Sect are afraid of your Nine Yang Sect, but I am not afraid of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain!"
"Brothers, kill all the people from the Nine Yang Sect!"
"Kill~~~"
moment.
The shouts of killing from the demon clan and the Nine Yang Sect were deafening, like two torrents colliding with each other.
Tear, tear, tear~~~
Puff puff~~~
The disciples of the Jiuyang Sect were killing the enemies with great enthusiasm, and so were the great monsters of the Wan Yao Mountain.
But at this moment.
Chen Changan did not take action.
The Lion King did not take any action either.
The two men faced each other from a distance.
Not moving.
"Come here and I will kill you!" The Golden Lion King spoke from the opposite side.
"Come here and die!" said Chen Changan.
"I'm not coming, you come!"
"You come here, I won't come!"
"Are you coming or not?"
"If I don't come, you come. If you come, you come!"
Both of them were just talking, neither of them had any intention of taking action.
Only the Lion King and Chen Changan understand what is hidden here.
There has been no fighting in Wan Yao Mountain for many years.
The Nine Yang Sect had greatly increased its strength over the past ten years, and there was no life-and-death battle.
So it goes on.
This is not a good thing for the Jiuyang Sect or the demon clan.
This is a mythical world.
It is a world of fighting.
It is a bloody and ruthless world.
Only constant fighting can inspire the bloodiness of every disciple and every demon clan, and only fighting to the death can their fighting desire be stimulated.
In this way.
Only after being tempered by blood and fire can the sect gain strength and the demon race gain hope.
so.
The Golden Lion King did not take any action at this moment.
Chen Changan didn't take any action either.
The Golden Lion King thought that as long as he took action himself, the Nine Yang Sect would not be able to withstand it. Of course, he might have thought too much.
The reason why Chen Changan did not take any action was also for the same reason. He might have seen this point more accurately than the Lion King.
There was constant fighting in the sky.
Some demons died.
There were monks bleeding.
The battle was extremely brutal.
No joke.
It really was a real rage.
The demon race and the human race are naturally ruthlessly opposed.
There is no logic at all.
certainly.
Facing more than ten thousand monsters.
The disciples and elders of the Jiuyang Sect are not vegetarians either.
It takes ten years to sharpen a sword.
Now that the sword is drawn, how can it end without a bloody battle
The battle continues.
Falling is also common.
In the past, those disciples who were clever, lazy, and engaged in false cultivation were completely exposed at this moment. They were the first to die. Of course, Chen Changan also discovered some problems during this period.
That is, some disciples are slacking off, and some monsters are also slacking off.
It was just like the story he heard that year.
Some inferior demons and opportunistic disciples came together and started acting.
Fight against counterfeiting.
"Haha, some of your disciples from the Nine Yang Sect are really interesting!" The Golden Lion King also saw this scene, smiled and said.
"You have quite a few talents like this in Wan Yao Mountain!" Chen Changan also smiled.
"It seems that this situation needs to be improved. We can't let them come like this!" The Golden Lion King spoke, but this time, he used the art of sound transmission.
"Yeah, that's what I thought too!"
Chen Changan also sent a message.
So the two men discussed how to fight.
…
soon.
A night passed.
At daybreak, troops from both sides called off their battles.
Those who are buried will be buried, and those who are buried will return to their clan.
Inside the Nine Yang Sect.
More than 10,000 people were already waiting inside the sect protection formation.
When you see the soldiers returning from the war.
Each of the disciples gave earth-shaking cheers.
But when we got closer, we saw that all the elders and disciples were injured, and there were hundreds of people missing.
The originally enthusiastic atmosphere suddenly became extremely quiet, and then turned into boundless anger.
"Everyone go back to recuperate. If you don't have enough elixirs, come to Baofan Hall to collect them. This time, our Jiuyang Sect suffered a great loss, but it doesn't matter. We can come again until all the monsters are killed and revenge is avenged for the sect's disciples!"
Chen Changan waved his hand and spoke.
This time.
He didn't make a move.
I’m afraid that the monsters in Wan Yao Mountain can’t hold on.
And he also reached some kind of agreement with the Lion King.
But it didn't mean that the Jiuyang Sect was sold out. Revenge must be taken, of course, but that was taken by the elders and disciples.
The Jiuyang Sect is not just his sect, but the sect of all the disciples and elders of the Jiuyang Sect.
Wan Yao Mountain is the whetstone of the Jiuyang Sect.
Similarly, the Nine Yang Sect is also the whetstone of Ten Thousand Demons Mountain.
Each sharpens his knife.
Everyone made their own sword sharp.
This is the exchange.
The Jiuyang Sect does not keep useless people. What it needs are elites, warriors who have been tempered in blood and fire.
He, Chen Changan, believed that one day, the grindstone of Wan Yao Mountain would be smoothed by the Jiuyang Sect... Even if he did not take action, all the big monsters in Wan Yao Mountain would be killed without leaving a single one.