When the news of the defeat at the front reached the rear, the whole world was shocked. This is the first defeat suffered by the demon clan since the start of the war, and the losses are far greater than imagined.

In the previous battle, the demon army was smooth. The cultivator not only withdrew from the Heavenly Blood Realm, but also lost several realms one after another. But now that he calms down, the cultivators' vitality has not been damaged, and what they have lost is only those sects at the lowest level, and the real elite has not been damaged at all.

The defeat of the demon clan was lost, but all the war demons above the soul stage were lost.

It is also a kind of soul period, and there is a huge gap between ordinary demons and war demons. This is not obvious in one-on-one situations, but it is evident in group battles. Even local regiments need to undergo at least five years of training before they can initially form combat effectiveness.

What's more, the Fire Legion is still a regular legion directly under the Elders.

No one expected that the cultivator's counterattack would be so fierce and sharp. If you don't make a move, it will be like thunder.

When the front line was in full swing, the atmosphere in the rear was always relaxed. However, when the news of the defeat came back, the atmosphere in the rear suddenly became solemn.

The Flame Legion, known for its bravery, was completely annihilated, so how strong was the strength of the enemy?

Only then did the demon clan remember that the cultivators had been fighting in the Heavenly Blood Realm for a full three thousand years. Three thousand years, even if the Heavenly Blood Realm is no longer suitable for cultivators to fight, they will be as familiar as their own back garden.

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The brilliance in his hand kept flickering, and Zuo Mo was cautious.

Smack, the light is annihilated.

Zuo Mo shook his head, but it still didn't work. He tried hard to recall the feeling that [Touch Palm] had captured at the end that day, and he had a faint understanding, but he couldn't say why. He knew that this was because he didn't have a deep understanding, and that kind of vague understanding still needed more accumulation.

It seems that when the time comes, I will go to find Xiaohonghong again.

Poor Mo Ruhuo is also the number one person, but because of his red body, he is affectionately called Xiao Honghong by Zuo Mo. If he heard this nickname, he would definitely go crazy on the spot.

Originally, he planned to use the prison battlefield to hone his demon skills, but seeing that he had no clue, Zuo Mo didn't plan to grind.

As long as the battle to break the prison is not touched, it is still quite easy for him to break through.

Soon, he was admitted to the Third Prison.

After thinking about it, the time spent in the Ten Fingers Prison today was almost over, and the divine sense swept the divine sense imprint, and found that Cang Ze and Nan Yue were both there, and ran towards the desolate beast chessboard.

When Zuo Mo found Cang Ze and Nan Yue, he found that the two of them were unhappy, and their faces were full of worry.

"What's wrong?" Zuo Mo asked a little strangely, "What happened?"

Cang Ze whispered the news of the defeat at the front, and Nan Yue also showed worry on the side. After all, they live in the demon world, and if the demon army is defeated, their lives will only get worse. It's hard to see hope in life, and there are expectations, if the demon world is turbulent, under the nest, how can there be eggs?

After listening to Cang Ze's words, Zuo Mo stood still, only shocked in his heart.

It took him a long time before he came to his senses.

The first reaction was, how is that possible?

He had personally seen the strength of the demon army, the Tianyue Realm, the Xiaoshan Realm, which time when the cultivators were not defeated and retreated? Those gate sects on weekdays, when they heard that the demon army was coming, they retreated when they heard the wind, and retreated to the Mingtao Realm like a lost dog. Since then, Zuo Mo has lost confidence in all Kunlun. Even the current Vermilion Bird Battalion and Wei Battalion, in Zuo Mo's eyes, I am afraid that they are not as good as those demon army elites.

Now Cang Ze heard that the demon army was defeated by cultivators.

Such a powerful demon army was defeated, or was it defeated by someone at home?

When he heard that the total number of casualties was as high as 12,000, Zuo Mo didn't know what to say.

It turns out that cultivators also have strong ......

He didn't believe it, but he knew that Cang Ze and Nan Yue would never lie to him.

Such a dazzling victory is enough to completely subvert the weak image of those gate factions in Zuo Mo's mind. Suddenly realized that the background of those major sects may not be as he imagined.

But when he felt strange in his heart, he couldn't help but feel strange.

The weak performance of the early cultivators was extremely eye-catching under this big victory.

The contrast between the two is so great that it is simply a blur.

Don't...... Don't......

Zuo Mo's pupils widened, his body froze in place, and a chill rushed up his spine.

Showing weakness?

The four words were like lightning, tearing apart his heart.

His face changed.

With the domain of several realms, countless sects are used as bait...... It's crazy!

He was in a trance, lost his mind and muttered.

If this is the case, then the mastermind of this plan is a madman! a true madman!

Zuo Mo returned to the camp in despair.

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The gray mist in the sky continued to shrink to the middle, and the figure of the giant continued to shrink and become clearer and clearer.

When it was fully presented in front of everyone, the camp once again resounded with a neat gasp.

An extremely eerie giant hovers in the air. Twenty feet tall, like a hill. It has three heads, faces in three directions, and each face has a different expression. There are angry eyes, there are flowers smiling, and there are closed eyes and contemplation. The six arms are either pinched or put together.

The boundless majesty, like an invisible wave of air, beats the hearts of everyone.

Looking at the behemoth in the sky, Yi Zheng's face was like white paper, his pupils were dilated and the focus of the clouds was lost, and he muttered subconsciously.

"Dragon Elephant Daga......

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Zuo Mo returned to the camp, and Zong Ru Yudan was nearing the end.

He glanced at Zong Ru's position, first startled, and then showed a look of joy. But soon, this glimmer of joy was quickly swallowed up by a thick haze, and his face turned gloomy, and he called everyone to his tent.

The atmosphere in the camp was depressing, and everyone's faces were extremely bad. The news that Zuo Mo brought from the Ten Fingers Prison was shocking, and everyone was silent.

"We are bait. ”

Gongsun Cha narrowed his eyes, his fingers lightly brushed his cheeks, and his shy and shy face was covered with frost at this time.

"If that's really their plan, then they'll have a follow-up plan. Gongsun Cha continued, his voice was cold, like ice cubes knocking, and his eyes were like autumn water, full of murderous aura at this time: "A person with such a layout will definitely not just want to seek such a small victory. ”

"Damn!" Xie Shan roared under his breath, his eyes ready to breathe fire, and his face was hideous.

The eyes of the other cultivators who came out of the small mountain realm were red. Like the last cultivator in the small mountain realm of hell to survive, there is not one in ten. No one felt it more deeply than they did, and each of them crawled out of the pile of dead people.

Gongsun Cha's speculation, no one questioned.

Wei Sheng's dark eyes surged with sword intent, and his face was pale. He was a little strange when he accompanied Lin Qian and them back to the Sword Cave, Lin Qian's guards were all very strong, with such strength, why didn't they guard the Tianyue Realm? instead, they gave up the Tianyue Realm to the demon army.

At this time, the two compared, and he understood. Intense anger and disgust filled his chest. The sword intent in the body was induced, surging endlessly, and wanted to come out of the body.

Kunlun rules the entire Kunlun realm. Each sect needs to pay taxes to Kunlun. A part of their income will flow to Kunlun, become spars, and become materials, which will be used for the cultivation of Kunlun's disciples and for Kunlun's daily consumption.

But......

The tent was full of murderous intent, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Zuo Mo, who had been silent, suddenly raised his face, as if nothing had happened, and showed a bright smile: "Everyone cultivate hard! If they really did it, hey, there will naturally be a chance to settle with them slowly." ”

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"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"The whole army hastened! Twenty-four hours must be rushed to the defensive line!"

Every demon army had a look of exhaustion on their faces, they received an order, and in order to be able to reach the Dutian Blood Realm as soon as possible, they used almost all their strength.

"General, we are about to enter the Dutian Blood Realm. ”

As the commander of the Frost Legion, Lan was in the prime of life, but twenty years ago, he became a golden general. Twenty years of experience in the first army gave him faint signs of breaking through and advancing. As one of the leading figures in the current year of the water tribe, his future is also widely optimistic.

Lan Sheng is cautious, has a steady fighting style, and rarely makes mistakes.

The Council of Elders sent him to fight the fire this time, hoping that he would be able to quickly stabilize the situation of the battle before it would be defeated.

Staring at the vast expanse of blood mist in front of him, Lan was silent. A steady stream of troops swept past him, plunging into a vast mist of blood. The adjutant stood quietly beside him, not making a sound.

"Do you know the origin of the Dutian Blood Realm?" Lan asked.

The adjutant said respectfully: "Three thousand years ago, we were defeated. In order to be able to resist the attack of the cultivators, the four realm lords used their physical bodies to become benevolent, with the seven middle realms as the axis and the forty-nine small realms as the screen, called the Dutian Blood Realm. ”

Lan said with some emotion: "Yes, the flesh and blood of our ancestors have been transformed, and I hope it can shelter us and return safely." ”

The adjutant was surprised: "Aren't you optimistic about our trip?"

"The other party must have a back hand. Lan shook his head: "The fall of the Fire Legion is not accidental. The destruction of an army is at least a medium-scale battle, and if you don't mobilize enough forces, how can the other side completely annihilate the Fire Legion. ”

The adjutant's face couldn't help but show worry, he had followed the commander for many years, and the adults had almost never been untargeted.

Noticing the adjutant's expression, Lan smiled, "Don't be nervous. The water comes to cover the earth, and the soldiers come to block it, so we should be more careful. ”

"It's the subordinates who are too careful. The adjutant hurriedly replied.

"It's good to be cautious. Lan pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, and a glint flashed in his eyes: "Order! All speed up! We must rush to the defense line in twelve hours." ”

The adjutant replied abruptly: "Yes!" My QT room has been opened! Fang Xiang official QT room number [9177]