"Old fellow, it doesn't make sense for you to say this, why should it be my Ascension Palace's business!" A Confucian in a blue robe rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Why shouldn't you be in charge of the Ascension Palace? As we all know, your Ascension Hall controls the entire Ascension Platform of the two races of human and demons, and many seedlings with great potential from the Nether Realm have almost been snatched up by you. Now that a nether realm has been robbed, what is the reason why you Flying Ascension Hall want to spread your hands and leave the matter to us to patrol and defend!" The little monk snorted and added, "Don't even think about it!" He also leaned back in his seat, with an expression that was too lazy to speak.

There are also a lot of wide seats around, on which there are more than a dozen monks with different expressions, quietly watching the play, just watching the two quarrel, but they don't persuade them, they just watch.

"Then what do you say, a few years ago, many of our Flying Ascension Hall manpower were requisitioned by the Boundless Sea, and now there is a shortage of manpower, I don't have many manpower in my hands that can be used, do you want the old man to go to the lower realm in person?" The blue-robed Confucian frowned.

"Then you can go!" the little monk said lazily, not caring at all.

"Okay, good!" When Confucius heard this, he seemed to laugh angrily, clapped his palms continuously, and simply waved his hands: "Since you said this, then I don't care, I don't care about this matter, whoever I love cares about it, and I don't care about my!"

"Okay, that's it, I don't care, the nether realm is given to the demons!" The little monk opened his eyes slightly and said lightly.

Confucianism and monks were too lazy to take care of this matter, and the other monks sitting on the stone chairs were finally a little uncalm, so they began to persuade, everything is easy to discuss, and if you can't talk about it, you don't have to talk about it like this.

"The two elders will dissipate their anger first, everything is easy to discuss!" an old man with a golden dragon embroidered on his sleeve raised his hand and pressed it down, comforting in a harmonious voice.

"Don't stand here and talk without backache, that's the Demon Clan, the last Demon Disaster, how many Dao friends were swallowed by the Demon Clan? Let me go to the lower realm, there is no door, no matter what!" Confucian said angrily, and then added: "Anyway, the old man still has a great achievement in the city, and he can not take on the task in the city for a thousand years, and it is better to use it than to die in the lower realm!"

"Unfortunately, the poor monk also had a great achievement that was useless!" the little monk said casually on the side.

Many of the elders sitting on the side all looked pale, especially those who had no great merit and could not evade receiving the task!

"Elder Transformation is inevitably a little sensational, the elder is the strength of the mid-stage of the fusion, and he is only one step away from the later stage, how can he fall into a nether realm that only has the transformation stage?"

"It's precisely because it's the lower realm that it's really dangerous, we go, the cultivation will be suppressed, the strength is not one in a hundred, and we are still facing a demon clan with a strong body, even if it is not too strange to be killed by the demon general! You still remember a similar thing more than 10,000 years ago, it was also a demon disaster, although in the end it was the spirit world that won and repelled the demon race, but do you know how many Venerables the demon clan has killed? It's almost ten, let me ask, what is the strength of those demon venerables themselves worse than ours? The Wolf King was also trapped in the Nether Realm for 10,000 years because of this, and he was almost dead!" The Confucian of the Flying Ascension Hall retorted angrily.

"By analogy, do you recall that the immortals who were killed by the Lord of the Boundless Sea in recent years are not also from the Immortal Realm? When it comes to the original strength, I am afraid that the Lord of the Boundless Sea is far behind, but when he goes to the Boundless Realm, he is killed!" The little monk responded and said on the side: "If you want us to go to the lower realm, it is absolutely impossible, there is no need to discuss!"

The Confucian pondered for a while, and then said: "If you want me to say, let's leave this matter to the island and let the people over there take care of it, aren't they the inheritance of the human and demon clans, this is all within their scope of responsibility! Anyway, in the end, I will ask them to borrow the treasure of the anti-star, rather than bothering, it is better to throw it to them directly!"

The eyes of the other elders lit up when they heard this, they also understood that this mission was dangerous, and they didn't want to take risks, the opponent was a famous demon race, not other races, which made many people of the demon clan fear the existence for hundreds of thousands of years!

"But if you spread the word to the island, isn't it a little slow, after all, they also have to take time to set it up, and they may not be able to wait so long!" said the old man with the golden dragon embroidered on the robe, with some hesitation.

"How can it be slow? Anyway, we can't go to the Nether without the Treasure of the Reverse Star, we always have to inform the island, how long is the preparation time? How long is it, but it's only a few years of delay, what can it be! The Nether is not small, and the demons are suppressed by the interface pressure, and the speed of escape is limited, and even one ten-thousandth of the entire Nether realm can't be reached in a few years!"

"Elder Hua Chang's words are reasonable!" a blue-robed female cultivator nodded in response.

"This is reasonable!" the other elder also nodded, anyway, it's none of his business, hang high, if you can push it to the island, then push it to the island.

Some people agreed, and others also responded, one after another, many more than ten elders agreed, and the old man with the golden dragon embroidered on his robe had to nod silently when he saw this: "Okay, let's pass the news to the island first, see their attitude, of course, we also have to make preparations in secret, in case the island is not willing to take over, then we can only borrow the treasure of the anti-star! At that time, whether to let the elders lead the team to the lower realm, or only send the golden armor guard, or the green scale guard, let's talk about it!"

Many elders nodded yes.

"The poor monk still has a furnace of elixir that has not been opened, so he will not accompany you and leave first!" The little monk with clear eyebrows seemed to be in a good mood, got up and bowed his hand slightly, winked at Confucius, and left directly!

Confucian watched the little monk leave, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and then he coughed dryly twice, and also arched his hand: "Hua will leave first, don't delay and cheer!" and then left directly.

After that, everyone in the hall left one after another, and after a while, the whole hall was empty, and the old man in the embroidered golden robe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and he also raised his feet and walked outside.

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The human world.

After inspiring the Transforming Incense that day, Kunmu Cliff and King Xiong discussed, in order to improve morale, the news of the Transformation Incense was finally revealed, which immediately made the millions of monks on the Heavenly Trench Defense Line excited, and saw hope again.

The two clans of the demons on the Tianqian defense line were waiting, both waiting for reinforcements from the Underworld and the Upper Realm, but as time passed, they didn't wait until a black and oppressive magic cloud appeared in the sky.

Han Ming stood on the city wall, looking at the army of demon cultivators thousands of miles away, a wry smile appeared on his face, after all, he didn't wait, and he didn't know if it was because the human world was broken, the lower realm was more difficult, or if the incense of the transformation world was not transmitted, or for some other reason, the spiritual realm reinforcements didn't come after all!

In fact, the hundreds of Great Underworld Bone Kings of the Three Spirit Dynasty have already been guarding the edge of the teleportation array, as long as the spiritual reinforcements arrive, so that the chance of winning the final battle reaches more than two percent, these Great Underworld Bone Kings will rush over, and then there will be a steady stream of Underworld Bone Warriors coming, but unfortunately the spiritual reinforcements did not come.

Glancing at the lush mountains behind him behind the Trench Defense Line, Han Ming took a sharp breath and clenched his fists, although he couldn't beat it, the Trench Trench Defensive Line hadn't broken yet!

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