MTL - I Have a Luck Altar-Chapter 747 Thousands of monsters shake, the mountain of flames!

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  Chapter 747 Ten Thousand Monsters Vibrate, Flaming Mountain!

  The news of the battle at Zhennanguan spread to the Central Plains, shocking all the anti-kings in the Central Plains, and started a series of very tacit actions against Chen Yuan.

  Whether it is in the military or in the economy and people's livelihood.

  Of course, in terms of fame, they have nothing to do. Chen Yuan has traveled all the way, and everything he has done is known to the world because of his deliberate guidance.

   Whether it is the capital guarding the name of the Central Plains and repelling Japanese Japanese slaves, or outside the city of Liangzhou, repelling the Manchus at the cost of death, or repelling the millions of monsters at Zhennan Pass.

   All made his fame reach its peak, condensing his golden body.

   Unless he breaks his golden body, no one can slander him on his reputation.

Therefore, Chen Yuan summoned the power of sentient beings so smoothly. Many people felt at ease because of the name 'Chen Yuan'. It can be predicted that when Chen Yuan's northern expedition to the Central Plains, as long as the war is quelled, the following things will be settled. will be more relaxed.

   In southern Xinjiang, the news of the battle at Zhennanguan is actually bigger and more shocking than that in the Central Plains!

  The monster races in southern Xinjiang don’t know how many there are, and they are collectively called hundreds of races, just because the larger races have these. In fact, they are very large, and the southern border is vast and boundless.

   How many monster races exist, it is impossible to count.

  Even if it is shoulder to shoulder with the Central Plains, it will not give way.

Five hundred years ago, the human clan's slaying of demons broke the backbone of the demon clan for five hundred years, and they did not dare to look north for a full five hundred years. Woke up.

  Hundreds of years of accumulation have restored the Yaozu's vitality, the strong are like clouds, and their confidence has doubled.

  That's why, after the Ten Thousand Monsters Temple reached an agreement, the tribes in southern Xinjiang gathered in such a short period of time, just to plunder the human race.

  I thought that those strong men could bring back countless resources to support the demon clan, but in the end, they heard the news of the defeat of the demon clan and the fall of the demon **** from the rout soldiers.

  For a while, all the tribes in southern Xinjiang who heard the news fell silent.

  Shock!

   Deep shock.

   Unspeakable shock!

  Dozens of demon saints and millions of demon soldiers from the demon clan gathered together, yet they couldn't break through a small human town, Nanguan, and were killed and defeated. It's unimaginable.

   It's a shame, but it's also a fear.

   Such news reminded countless Yaozu powerhouses of the rumors passed down from their ancestors. It was the darkest moment of Yaozu, and it was also the era that Yaozu was least willing to mention.

   Now, I can't help but think of the past.

  One day, will the human race hunt down demons again?

  The news intensified, spread more and more widely, and in the end, it turned out that the human race once again started the battle of killing demons. The blood flowed from the front line and countless races were eliminated.

   Some small races frightened, directly at all costs, the whole family moved to the deeper south.

   And at this juncture, as the supreme temple of all monsters in the southern border monster clan, it finally made a sound, saying that the front line was just a small defeat.

  The temple is reorganizing its army and preparing for battle again, vowing to take back the treasure land of the Central Plains and enslave the human race again.

  The news of the temple has convinced countless elders of the monster tribe. Although the news is still very fierce, many tribes finally have confidence in their hearts.

   No longer afraid of being killed by the human race.

  The reason why they believe in the temple so much is entirely because it is a status passed down from their ancestors.

  The temple was built a long time ago, and it has always been very general. It is more like the creation of the demon clan to compete for the demon emperor. It was not until the Great Chu Dynasty in the Central Plains that it was 500 years ago.

  At the most critical moment, the Yaozu and hundreds of clans finally got together and worked together to deal with the threat from the north.

  The Temple of the Thousand Monsters is considered an alliance, no one can truly promise everything, and the Thousand Monsters are convinced. If there is anything to say, it is only the Demon Emperor who has not yet been born.

  Essentially, the four major monster races are still the leader, and the other races are supplemented.

   Only those who can become great demons can be qualified to be called members of the temple, and those who can become demon saints are the backbone of the temple, and they can discuss some things.

  If there is a conflict between the two clans, you can also ask the temple powerhouse to arbitrate.

   And the existence that can really call the shots is the demon **** of the four major demon clans.

  The nine-tailed sky fox, the sky blue demon ox, the red underworld blood tiger, and the mysterious sky spider can be called the four major demon clans by the demons of the southern border, and it is precisely because of the presence of demon gods.

  Only they are the supreme existence of all monsters in the entire southern border.

  One word can decide the life and death of ten thousand monsters, one word can determine the rise and fall of a race.

  In the depths of southern Xinjiang, there is a valley called the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. In the valley, there is a temple of thousands of feet famous for its precious materials from hundreds of clans. That is the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons.

  Inside the hall.

   Those who live at the top have a total of four seats, which are located in the southeast, northwest, and the highest level of the temple. This is the status symbol of the four demon gods.

  At this moment, only one of the four seats is vacant, and the other three seats are occupied by demon gods.

  A person with curved horns on the top of his head and a human body with the head of a cow exudes a majestic aura. His body is huge, even if it is shrunk, it is still tens of feet in size.

  A person dressed in white is Shengxue, young and gentle, holding a paper fan in his hand. If Chen Yuan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him as the demon **** of the nine-tailed celestial fox clan that appeared in front of Zhennan Pass.

  The other person has an old face, wrinkled skin, colorful clothes, and a gloomy expression. It is the blood essence incarnation who fought against the true immortal of Biyou Palace.

   "Defeated!"

  Nine-tailed Sky Fox had a gloomy expression, with murderous intent on his face. The entire Ten Thousand Monsters Temple was filled with murderous intent, and his resounding voice kept echoing.

"Less than 40% of the million demon soldiers came back, nearly half of the demon saints were lost, and more than 20 Huayang demons fell. Except for the battle five hundred years ago, when did our southern border demon clan ever Such a loss?!"

  The demon saint of the Xuantian spider clan said coldly.

   "Hmph, didn't you two compromise with Tianlan? Otherwise, how could you have such a defeat?" The demon **** with two horns on his head was very dissatisfied.

  Among the four demon gods, he is the only one who has some disagreements with Tianlan. He was also the one who took the lead to fight against the Chiming blood tiger clan. Unfortunately, the other two still compromised with him.

  He had no choice but to let the strongest of the tribe play.

   "Who would have thought that he would be defeated this time? Who would have thought that Chen Yuan would be able to get so many support from the Central Plains fairy sects at such a young age? I supported Tianlan back then, and I just hoped that my monster clan would be better!"

  Bai Shan, dressed in white, said in a condensed voice.

  At the beginning, due to the addition of a demon **** to the Chiming Blood Tiger clan, which greatly increased its strength, Tianlan's ambition was revealed, and he did not hesitate to compete with the three major demon clans.

  Bai Shan didn't want a civil war, so he came forward and reached an agreement with Tianlan. As long as he breaks through the Zhennan Pass, so that the Yaozu can return with full rewards this time, so what if he is respected as the Demon Emperor?

  In any case, the interests of the three monster races will not change. Since the resources in the southern border are not enough, they should gobble up the resources of the human race in the Central Plains.

   Unfortunately, unfortunately.

   "There is no point in arguing about these things now. Although this big defeat can't be said to hurt my Yaozu, it is not a small loss.

  Even our three clans have their own demon saints. How should these accounts be calculated? "

  The old man Qingming said lightly.

   "I just want to know whether Tianlan has come back alive. If he dies, the blow to my monster clan will be greater than the loss of hundreds of thousands of monster clan."

  The horned demon **** looked at Baishan and asked.

  Because of cultivating the physical body, the demon race is already more difficult than the human race. It is very difficult to give birth to a demon god. In the past two hundred years, no demon saint has been able to break through the realm.

   Therefore, it becomes more precious.

  Bai Shan hesitated for a moment, looked at the two demon gods, and said in a low voice:

   "There is news that Tianlan is dead."

"died?"

   "Is this a joke?"

  The Qingming Demon God and the Niujiao Demon God were both shocked.

"This news was passed on by the demon saint of the Chiming Blood Tiger Clan. Now, not only did Tianlan fall in that battle, but even the immortal seal of the Chiming Blood Tiger Clan was broken. The fate of the family directly collapsed"

   "The strength of the human race is truly terrifying!"

  The horned demon **** took a deep breath, feeling lingering fear.

  He and Tianlan are on par in strength. Even Tianlan died in Nanzhou of the Central Plains. If it were him, it seems that there is no difference.

   "Yes, I thought that the former Chu was destroyed, the Great Jin fell apart, and the strength of the Central Plains should have been weak, and there were not many immortals. I didn't expect it to happen."

   "It's a pity that the specific situation of that battle can only be known from the mouths of those demon saints, and cannot be seen through the photo stone. Otherwise, I would really like to know what happened next."

  Bai Shan shook his head, the fight between immortals was too terrifying, and the Photo Stone could only observe a piece of chaos, so he didn't know what happened after his blood essence incarnation was killed.

   "It seems that the Central Plains can no longer go"

  The disastrous defeat in the battle of Zhennanguan not only made the tribes in southern Xinjiang fear the human race, but even several of them re-examined the strength of the human race.

   Humans are not weak.

   "Since Tianlan has fallen, the loss of this battle should be made up by the Chiming Blood Tiger Clan."

   Tianlan demon **** is not dead, they naturally don't have such an idea, because it will trigger a new round of demon clan civil war, and it is impossible to predict when it will end.

  Each race can only exploit lower races.

   But once Tianlan falls, the situation will be different. What race can compete with the four great monster races?

  They themselves know the background of their own race. In recent years, the Chiming Blood Tiger clan has faintly become the leader of the four major monster clans, and their resources are definitely much more than theirs.

   "It's not that the Chiming Blood Tiger Clan has no demon gods. That Mo Ying is still alive. If you do it now, you will tear your skin apart."

  Bai Shan hesitated.

   It’s not about pity for the Chiming Blood Tiger Clan. In the Yao Clan, the strong are always supreme, and even their race is getting stronger and stronger by exploiting and oppressing other races.

  He was just afraid of Mo Ying.

  If a demon **** is angry, the movement will be too loud, and no race can withstand a demon **** secretly watching.

   "Hmph, it's just a demon **** who has just entered the sixth realm. After being suppressed for hundreds of years in the Demon Suppressing Tower, he just recovered recently. How much strength can he have?

   It’s not about hollowing out the Scarlet Underworld Blood Tiger clan, but just asking him to use half of his background to make up for the loss of our tribe. I believe he can make the right choice. "

  The horned monster sneered, showing some disdain for Mo Ying's strength.

  What he is afraid of, from the beginning to the end, is only Tian Lan, Mo Ying. Although Bai Shan and Qing Ming are very afraid of him, it is nothing to him.

  Tian Lan is dead, and the Sky Blue Devil Bull Clan is the strongest. He wants to rely on the background of the Chi Ming Blood Tiger Clan to ascend to the position of Demon Emperor. This seat is not only coveted by Tian Lan, but he also has some ideas.

   "That's right, the Chiming Blood Tigers should make up for it. After all, they are the ones who want to become the royal family, they are the ones who want to be the Demon Emperor, and they are the ones who insist on starting the Northern Expedition.

  If the Crimson Blood Tigers don’t get some blood, the races below will be dissatisfied.” Qing Ming agreed with the proposal to **** blood from the Crimson Blood Tigers.

   "It doesn't matter, then follow what the two of you said."

  Bai Shan looked at the expressions of the two, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

   "It's not too late for this matter, why don't you and I go to the Scarlet Underworld Blood Tiger Clan today?" The bull-horned demon **** suggested with excited eyes.

  When he thought of the huge accumulation of the Scarlet Underworld Blood Tiger Clan, he couldn't help it.

"it is good."

   "Okay. Then we will wait."

  Bai Shan was about to say something.

  Suddenly, a terrifying aura enveloped the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons, and a figure in black robe appeared beside the three of them instantly, sitting on the seat originally belonged to Tianlan Demon God.

   Mo Ying looked at the few people calmly, and smiled lightly:

   "Why bother a few relatives, I'm here to talk to you."

   "伱"

   "Presumptuous!"

   "Mo Baby, what do you want to do?"

  The three demon gods frowned, startled by Mo Ying's actions and tone, and a little angry.

   "What are you doing? Aren't you guys discussing how to **** blood from my Crimson Blood Tiger Clan? Now that I am here, you might as well have a good discussion."

   "Hehe Moying, you are so courageous." The horned demon **** snorted coldly.

   "The temple has a place for my Chiming Blood Tiger Clan. How can you talk about courage when you come here?"

"Okay, since you have come in person, it will save us from coming. In this battle, most of the tribes in the southern border were lost, and the main reason was Tianlan. After we discussed it, the Chiming Blood Tiger Clan took out half of the money." to make up for it, otherwise”

   "How else?"

   "Otherwise, don't blame us for ignoring our old love." Qingming Yaoshen interjected.

"Hahaha all of you are unwilling to do your best to attack the human race. You only dare to send out the blood essence incarnation and let Daoist Tianlan fight alone. Now that Daoist Tianlan has fallen into the hands of the human race, you don't want to get it back for my monster race!" What an idiot, thinking about how to cut the flesh from my clan!"

  Mo Ying pointed at several demon gods and said angrily.

"you wanna die!"

  The horned demon **** was alarmed by Mo Ying's words, and instantly became furious, the aura around him began to surge rapidly, and the terrifying power of rules began to condense rapidly.

  The two demon gods, Baishan and Qingming, looked at each other, and distanced themselves tacitly, without interfering or interrupting, wanting the horned demon **** to teach the arrogant Mo Ying a lesson.

  Although he was captured by the human race and taken to the Demon Suppressing Tower for the sake of the demon race, after all, he has been suppressed for so many years. In their eyes, he is not of the same generation at all, and he is not worthy of being equal to them.

   It’s good to teach me a lesson.

   "The one who seeks death is you!"

   Moying's body was filled with black mist, and the power of terrifying rules began to intertwine from the flesh. The five elements were endless, forming a world of their own, and instantly enveloped the body of the bull-horned demon god.

   "Boom!!"

  In the Temple of Ten Thousand Monsters, a loud shock resounded, the void collapsed and distorted, and a chain of ruled gods bound the horned demon **** tightly, preventing him from moving.

  Mo Ying held a magic whip and beat him continuously, every time the horned demon **** was whipped, his skin was ripped apart, his essence and blood flowed out, and his breath quickly weakened.

  When Mo Ying stopped swinging his whip, the Ten Thousand Monsters Temple fell into silence.

  Both Bai Shan and Qing Ming looked at this scene in disbelief, as if they had seen something impossible. The originally powerful Chengtian demon **** was suppressed by Mo Ying in just a short moment!

This.

   It's just unimaginable.

   You must know that Chengtian and Tianlan exist at the same level, even if they misjudged Mo Ying's strength, they lost the opportunity due to carelessness.

   But it shouldn't be so easy to lose!

  Just a moment ago, they were still discussing how to draw blood from the Chiming Blood Tiger Clan, how to bully Mo Ying, and make him compromise with them.

  As a result, unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the situation changed drastically.

   "How do you have Tianlan's token?"

   Chengtian demon **** with two horns on top of his head shrunk his pupils deeply, a little unwilling, even if he is not as good as the opponent, but after all, he is still the strength of the peak of the first heaven, and it is definitely not that simple to beat him.

   There were really two reasons for his defeat. One was the power of the Five Elements' endless rules, and the other was the oppression of the Ten Thousand Monsters Temple.

  The entire temple is a very powerful fairy weapon, which is divided into four parts. Each of them can control a quarter of the power with a token.

  Just now, he was suppressed by the power of the temple before he could react, and then

   "Of course, Daoist Brother Tianlan was on guard against whether you would attack the Chiming Blood Tiger Clan before leaving, so he handed over the token of the temple to me."

   "Fellow Daoist. Entered the second heaven, immortal body?"

   Bai Shan frowned and asked.

  They could perceive that the chain of rules binding the Chengtian Demon God was condensed by five completely different rules, and to be able to do this, only the Demon God of the Second Heaven could possess such power.

  The way of the primordial spirit and the way of the physical body seem to be different, but in fact they lead to the same goal by different routes. When the primordial spirit and earth immortal step into the realm of the earth fairy, they can control the power of the five elements and open up secret realms.

  When the physical body enters the second heaven, it can also form a self-contained world in the body, and the five elements rotate in a cycle, endlessly. In essence, it is the difference between the outer world and the inner world.

"good."

  Mo Ying raised his head, stared at Baishan, and nodded slightly.

   Hiss!

  Both Baishan and Qingming gasped, their eyes were a little shocked and envious. Five hundred years ago, before the human race started the war to defeat the demons, there were still undead demon gods in southern Xinjiang.

   But after that battle, they all fell.

   So far, the first level peak is their shackles!

  That's why Tianlan thought that when he breaks through the second heaven, he will be the number one powerhouse of the demon clan, who can suppress everything, and is a well-deserved demon emperor.

  The strongest person at that time was the emperor. This is the eternal inheritance of the Yaozu.

   Unexpectedly, a demon **** who escaped from the Demon Town Tower would reach this step in such a short time after getting out of trouble, it is really unbelievable.

   "It was me and Meng Lang before, and I asked Fellow Daoist Mo Ying to let Fellow Daoist Chengtian go because he is also a demon clan." Bai Shan bowed his head and cupped his hands.

   "It's okay to let him go, but... some are too cheap for him."

"what do you want?"

  When Mo Ying heard the words, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said:

   "Since ancient times, the strong are kings, and my demon clan believes in the principle that the strong are respected. Although you are also demon gods, you have not yet broken through the second heaven.

   In other words, this seat is now the number one powerhouse in Southern Border. Since it is a well-deserved number one, then according to the inheritance of my monster clan, this seat should be the emperor.

  So, what I want is the position of Demon Emperor! "

"This"

"you"

"Can"

   "I want to become the demon emperor, not for the surrender of all demons, nor for supremacy. What I want is to avenge Daoist Tianlan and those powerful monsters who fell five hundred years ago.

  Lead the army of the monster race, fight back to the Central Plains, and turn the human race into the creeping slaves of my monster race again! "

   Mo Ying said in a deep voice.

   "The position of the Demon Emperor is a matter of great importance. It cannot be decided with a single word. It needs the approval of hundreds of clans. It is not that I will admit that I am the Demon Emperor. I hope Fellow Daoist Mo Ying will be clear."

  Bai Shan pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice.

   "It doesn't matter, I have plenty of time, as long as the three are willing to help me, then the most difficult hurdle will be passed. The rest of the tribes admit that it is only a matter of time."

  Chengtian Yaoshen was a little unwilling, but at this moment he didn't dare to offend Mo Ying, so he just lowered his head and didn't answer.

  Bai Shan and Qing Ming exchanged glances, let out a sigh of relief, and nodded:

   "Since Fellow Daoist Mo Ying has broken through the body of immortality, he is the number one powerhouse of my demon clan. It is only natural for him to become the demon emperor. I am willing to help you.

   It’s just that the monster clan has suffered a major defeat for the first time, and it’s not suitable to go to war again. I hope fellow Taoists can put gentleness first, and gradually win over the hearts of my monster clan. Only in this way can we gain everyone’s approval and unite the demon emperor’s luck.”

   "Hahaha, fellow Daoist Baishan deserves to be the number one wise man of my monster race. Then, according to what Fellow Daoist Baishan said, Huairou is the first priority. Just let the human race in the Central Plains fight for a while."

   Southern Xinjiang.

  In a certain area where the monster race rarely moved, Chen Yuan, who was dressed in a black martial arts robe, slowly stepped out of the void, frowning slightly, looking at the map in his hand, and nodding slightly.

  According to the guidance of chance, he needs to go straight to the southwest for about 30,000 miles before he can reach the Flame Mountain, and now, the distance is almost the same.

  Closing his eyes and exhaling, Chen Yuan released his spiritual thoughts. After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes. After a certain distance, he could feel a burst of hot air.

   I want to come, Huoyanshan is nearby.

  He traveled all the way without contacting any monster race, but he didn't expect to go the wrong way.

   Without hesitating on the spot, Chen Yuan quickly turned into a streamer and continued to fly towards the southwest

  (end of this chapter)