There are eight fairy mountains in ancient Taiyan. Standing here, ordinary low-level monks can obtain excellent results even if they cannot practice.

But today, the seventh majestic giant ridge of Gu Taiyan exploded into pieces, seemingly without any warning. Even the monks in the immortal world were frightened by this sudden situation.

The Three-Eyed Immortal Lord of Chuangjie Mountain and the Star God of the Zuhuang Sect immediately flew to Gu Taiyan to patrol, fearing that there was some new conspiracy in the demon world.

However, they could only wander around a few times outside the confinement of the demon monks, and they were unable to use the power of their spiritual consciousness to penetrate inside to see what was going on.

Gu Taiyan, this period of time is destined not to be peaceful.

In the side hall of the first old ancient building, more than a dozen Jiuxuan Great God monks fell to the ground, not even daring to come out. With the loud bang, everyone was trembling in shock.

After a while, a rather obese man appeared in the side hall of the Drum Tower. He was like a ghost, slowly falling to the ground. His body was full of blood, and traces of light black magic lines lingered around him, making him appear extra cautious.

people.

"Demon Ancestor..."

A monk in the middle stage of Jiuxuan Great God swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hoarsely, and called out in a low voice.

The Demon Ancestor touched the tip of his nose and snorted coldly, "You are so generous! Humph, you used 50,000 monks to exchange for 30,000 people to sneak into the enemy's rear. Not only did you not cause any casualties to the enemy, but your entire army was destroyed!"

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"My dear Demon Ancestor, everyone could see clearly that day that it was the spiritual storm that caused all the brothers to be buried in the West Camp of the Immortal Realm. I have already found out, it was a monk named Murong Qi, he...he

I don’t know where I got tens of thousands of spiritual talismans to form that spiritual storm!”

Demon Ancestor looked at the man kneeling on the ground indifferently, took a sip at random, and shouted in a low voice: "Are you idiots, or is the other party too smart? Huh, 30,000 monks and ten Nine Mysterious Gods, since they have detoured the other party

In the rear formation, why don’t you go to other places in the Immortal Realm to cause trouble, but why do you want to attack the Western Camp of the Immortal Realm with hundreds of thousands of monks?!”

The monk was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly changed, and he could no longer say anything to refute.

"Since I have nothing to say, someone has to stand up and take responsibility for this matter. Hum, since you have spoken, it's up to you to block it!" Demon Ancestor narrowed his eyes, and a black and red demonic aura instantly enveloped the man.

The monks from the middle stage of Jiuxuan Great God are here.

The other party obviously didn't expect that the Demon Ancestor would kill as soon as he said he would, without giving him any chance to atone for his sins.

However, this monk was not willing to die like this. He mobilized his spiritual power to block the demonic energy and shouted, "Demon Ancestor, you can't do this to me. If we hadn't supported you in the first place,

How could you possibly devour him..."

Before he could speak, the Demon Ancestor shouted coldly, "Talk too much!" The black and red demonic energy suddenly exploded, instantly breaking through the opponent's spiritual power.

In just the blink of an eye, all that was left of this cultivator in the middle stage of the Nine Mysteries Great God was a skeleton with bones. Under the erosion of the demonic energy, he could not even escape the Nascent Soul.

Demon Ancestor withdrew his demonic energy and looked around, "Who has any other opinions?"

"We don't dare!" The other monks all prostrated themselves on the ground, kowtowing respectfully.
Chapter completed!