|||->-> The east bank of the land was already cracked by mountains and rivers at this time, and all that came into view was devastation, and it had been half a month, and the momentum of this war had not only not diminished, but had a tendency to intensify.

Everywhere you look, you can see ruined walls, toppled mountains, floods burst banks, and the earth is already in pieces.

There were broken limbs and broken bones everywhere, and the blood had already dyed this place with a palpitating red, but I saw that the blood flowed like a river, the corpses were piled up, and the air was filled with a rich bloody atmosphere, as if it had become a human purgatory.

The dome of the void was pitch black, and the sunlight could not penetrate it, so I didn't know what year or month the outside world was.

However, fortunately, there was a little bit of light like stars, so that the whole land was shrouded in bright starlight and did not appear dark.

"Kill him. ”

"Let's go up together. ”

Suddenly, I heard an angry curse, and then I saw the treasure light lingering in the sky, and there was a series of loud rumbling sounds.

After a while, the sound faded.

Ji Liao held the Creation Jade Butterfly in his hand, and stood on top of the head of the star-covered Daluo Mountain, standing on top of the Peng Bird.

Looking at the severed limbs below, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

Just now, he met a group of demon clansmen who rushed to the aid of the Blood Lake, and without too much nonsense, he did it directly.

Among these people, the leaders were only two Yuanying early stage monks, Ji Liao didn't use the strongest magic weapon in his hand at all, and easily killed them all with his existing Xuan-level talisman and two Dao talismans.

Although the Liusha River is tens of millions of miles away from the Xuanmiao Sect, the speed of Ji Fei's escape is now thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, and it won't take long to reach it.

However, this road is not peaceful, like this group of demon monks who came to help, Ji Liao has encountered no less than a dozen waves, and there are many monks in the god refining period who show up and start one after another, which slows down the formation of Ji Liao.

Retracting his gaze, Ji Liao cast himself into the distance.

Flickering slightly, he sighed bitterly, "It's finally almost here." ”

After saying that, Ji Liao sat down cross-legged, put away the Da Luo Mountain and the Creation Jade, and then started the exercises to breathe.

Peng bird swept in the air, the howling wind blew Ji Liao's long hair flying, and his robe hunted.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed, and Ji Liao, who was meditating, opened his eyes, and with a movement of his hand, a jade slip appeared.

Spiritual power surged inside, and soon the token in his hand flickered with a faint light.

"Senior..."As soon as the token lit up, the voice of the croaking father was soon heard.

The corners of Ji Liao's mouth curled, and he smiled faintly, "What are you looking for me?"

"Senior, now that the war has begun, the whole land is in chaos..."The big toad said here, looking like he wanted to say something.

Ji Liao's eyes rolled, and he immediately understood what the big toad wanted to say, and chuckled again, "Don't worry, quack is safe now." ”

"That's good, so thank you seniors. When the big toad heard Ji Liao say this, he immediately thanked him again and again.

"Hehehe, what's the matter?"

"It's gone, it's gone!" said the toad.

"Well, after a while, when the battle settles down, I'll let you go to you. Ji Liao nodded, then flipped over his hand and put the token away.

Putting away the token, Ji Liao raised his eyes to look at the mountains in front of him, and for a moment there was a vague sense of confusion in his eyes.

All living beings in the world are like this, whether it is the Holy Spirit on high or a mortal who only has a hundred years of life, they all attach great importance to their offspring, and from the moment the child is born, half of the heart is divided into their own children.

Although Ji Liao is one with the demon boy, Ji Liao is still in the lead, and after so many years, Ji Liao has gradually become familiar with his own state, and even returned to the original self, assimilating the demon boy in his body.

Before coming to the Yuan Demon Realm, Ji Liao was the lord of a mountain in the Dao Mountain, and he preached the beginning of the sect, and he was in the world, from that point of view, even if he Ji Liao did not want to forge ahead, he would be able to worry about food and clothing in the entire extreme south in the future, and he was also the envy and admiration of others.

And since he arrived in the Yuan Demon Realm, this situation has taken a turn for the worse, he has experienced life and death many times, suffered many adventures, and finally ended up giving up himself and merging with others, and in the end he was involved in this war between the two races.

However, the war between the two clans was provoked by him, and if he wants to complain, he can only blame himself.

If Ji Liao was still Ji Liao at that time, he would definitely not be so reckless and arrogant.

But the current Ji Liao is different, he realized the state of mind that the demon boy had suppressed for many years, and because of his reverence for the Time and Space Demon Ancestor, he had the heart to avenge the Time and Space Demon Ancestor, which led to today's move, speaking of which, this was not the original intention of the previous Ji Liao.

Ji Liao saw his future and knew that fusing the demon boy was destiny and destiny.

But Ji Liao didn't know that after he met the future, he would take one less step, or if he said one less word, would he make subtle changes in the future because of these.

And none of these things are what Ji Liao is thinking about now, what he is thinking about now is Ji Zihe, Nianshuang and Ji Bufan.

The faces of his children came to his mind, and they flashed before his eyes.

He remembered the scene when he met Ji Zihe, no one could have imagined that he Ji Liao was so calculating, and Long Ji was so indifferent, but he would give birth to such a scheming, sweet and silly daughter.

And when he left, the little sisters of Nianshuang Nianyue were only five or six years old, and every time they saw him, they would staggering over, hugging his neck, or pulling his cheeks, or burrowing into his arms, how warm it was.

His only son, Ji Bufan, had just been born when he left, only a few months old, and he didn't know what he had become now.

Disturbed by the big toad, Ji Liao thought of his wife and children, who were indifferent all year round, and the smile was also a hidden knife on his face, and finally showed a knowing smile at this moment.

"It's time for them to grow up. Ji Liao said softly.

This thought is surging, and the thoughts can't be stopped.

In an instant, his hundreds of years of experience came to his mind one after another, but to Ji Liao's surprise, in addition to his children, Ji Liao remembered most not Ji Shuangyue, not Long Ji, Ji Xiuniang, but a big wolf, yes, it was a snot wolf.

"Hey, that stupid wolf!" Ji Liao said with a smile.

After a while, Ji Liao reined in his thoughts, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and when he raised his eyes to look ahead again, his dark eyes turned indifferent again, as if he had changed people in an instant.

A big river is about 800 miles wide, standing on this side of the river, you can't see the other side of the river.

The water quality in the river is orange and yellow, especially turbid, and the rolling sediment is mixed with the water liquid, so that the river seems to flow not water, but mud.

In quicksand

On this side of the east bank of the river are sparse mountains, on which some high-rise buildings have been temporarily erected, and the mountains are full of newly opened caves.

In a cave built in the depths of the mountains, there are more than a dozen people sitting in it, and the one sitting in the first place is a graceful woman, who is the city lord Luan Nu of Xianzhou.

Luan Nu's cultivation is the same as Hetuo, and he is in the realm of Yuan Infant Consummation, and among the dozen or so people sitting in the cave at this time, although their faces are different, they also have the realm of Yuan Infancy, and even the breath of the two old men sitting next to Luan Nu has reached the realm of refining gods.

Both of them were men, one of them had a hard face, about fifty years old, wearing a red robe, his eyes were slightly closed at this time, but he exuded a fierce and violent aura all the time, and he was obviously a master who was very easy to get angry and not easy to provoke.

The other person is much better, with an elegant face, calm manners, and the breath on his body is also like a spring breeze, giving people a sense of comfort, and not because of his profound realm, people feel the existence of oppression.

These two people were none other than the two Divine Refining Stage cultivators of the Yuan Demon Clan who were guarding the Liusha River, Fury Immortal Venerable and Yumu.

"Luan Nu City Lord, when will this demon boy arrive?" At this time, among the dozen or so people, a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage asked.

"Yes, we have been teleported here for more than a month, and during this time, we have experienced many major battles, and even Elder Tiger has fallen, why hasn't this demon boy come yet. Another chimed in.

"Right now, this demon clan is coming to this side more and more frequently, and each time more and more, if the demon clan behind us turns around and bites us, then we will be attacked on our backs. ”

"yes!"

One person took the lead, and immediately others followed, and for a while there was a lot of noise in the cave.

Hearing this noisy sound, the Angry Fire Immortal Venerable frowned, and it didn't take long for him to finally hold back his eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, he slapped the table and burst into applause.

"Enough!"

Luan Nu's face did not change.

And the fiercest infant monk who was shouting just a few times was a rin.

This Angry Fire Immortal Venerable is not easy to provoke, all of them know this, since the Angry Fire Immortal Venerable has spoken, then which of them dares to speak, and they all obediently shut their mouths.

"Finished?" Angry Immortal Venerable glanced at everyone, and saw that everyone bowed their heads and was silent, so he snorted coldly, "Hmph, what are you afraid of, since it is a battle, there are winners and losers, what is the death of an elder, look at your appearance, before coming here, you also knew this strategy, we were teleported to the bank of the quicksand river, just to prevent the monks of the two places from joining forces, to buy time for the other clansmen, as long as the east bank of Qidi is taken down, our Yuan Demon Clan will be half successful, what are you afraid of death." ”

The Angry Immortal Venerable made a loud noise, and after speaking, he glanced around at the people in the cave again, and after a long time, he closed his eyelids again.

Although the Yuan Demon Clan is joining forces with the Sea Beast, once all the monks in Qi Land join forces, then the Yuan Demon Clan and the Sea Beast are still at a disadvantage, and their task is to block the Mixed Demon Clan to form a joint force, and buy time for the righteous clansmen who are fighting fiercely in Dongqi Land, and the two clans have the advantage to take the Dongqi Land as soon as possible, and form an opposition with the Mixed Demon Clan, only in this way can this battle be possible.

However, it is inevitable that there will be strange feelings, even if they are of the same clan and clan, they can't get rid of it, even if they are biological brothers.

The Angry Fire Immortal Venerable has been in a high position for a long time, and has been worshiped by the Yuan Demon Clan for a long time, so at this time, he is naturally concerned about the Yuan Demon Clan, and he has long put life and death aside.

But not everyone is so willing to die, their 300,000 people were sent to block the Liusha River, in the final analysis, they are just the role of a death squad, the cannon fodder of this war.