MTL - The Villain Has Something to Say-Chapter 101

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The wind is raging, and the waves are raging.

The army of the Terran and the Yaozu is opposite to the Twelfth Sea. Both sides are arrogant and arrogant.

The battle of Fangcai seems to have become a smog, and the situation changes rapidly, making the Yaozu completely unprepared. The demon sternly stared at the Terran side, although he was able to cope with the power of the two other Mahayana people, but they were clearly at a disadvantage.

The disappearance of the Jin Dynasty, brought to the Yaozu not only a sharp decline in strength, but also a shock on confidence.

Although the criminal crisis is not as smart as Yin Ji, it is not stupid. In the face of this situation, his first reaction was to retreat, and let the twelfth sea temporarily let out, waiting for other demon and the demon army to come, and then act in the eleventh sea.

In the face of the full retreat of the Yaozu, the Terran did not pursue victory.

This battle seems to have won the race, but it is very tired. Luo gradually cleared the Yuqingzi sage, explained her intentions to this time, and made it clear that Xuan Lingzi was going to Taihua Mountain and taking out the secret treasure.

Yu Qingzi's sages gently decapitated and said: "You are here now. Gradually clear, I haven't seen it for eight years. I don't want you to have a half-step robbery. You are only seventy years old now. This kind of cultivation, if there is no one after the ancients, plus the bright blue jade beads, you will be the main force in the battlefield of the two races."

Luo gradually smiled and said: "My strength is still too low. Now Master still does not allow me to step out of the robbery."

Yu Qingzi first shook his head and then nodded. She raised her eyes and looked at the empty sea. The sea breeze blew, and the sound of the waves screaming in the waves, Yu Qingzi sighed: "The thoughts of the younger brothers are not unreasonable. Now the genius of the human race can be one more. We can't bear more. More has passed away."

Hearing the words, Luo gradually cleared his mind and suddenly tightened his heart. It seems that there is a tiny needle in his mind that punctures, and it hurts slightly. Every thorn is not deeply punctured, but it is very tight. He was dumb and brewed for a moment before he asked: "Shi Bo, who is... fallen?"

Yu Qingzi said: "Hey, you came by, you didn't see it, it was the Magic Palace..."

"It is the death of the palace." A hoarse and dull voice rang behind Luo gradually cleared.

Luo gradually cleared his head and looked at it. He saw the magical palace affairs that had just been crying and tearing the heart. At this moment, the tears were wiped out and his eyes looked calmly. He walked to the front of Luo Qingqing, nodded to him, and then looked at Yuqingzi, saying: "The first step plan has been successful, then let's start the second step."

Yu Qingzi said: "Yes, I am waiting for the younger brother of Xuan Lingzi."

Luo gradually looked at the scene with a fog, and there seemed to be a fire in his throat, but he could not say a word.

When the people returned, Luo gradually cleared the huge plan from the mouth of the Yu Qingzi. The Terran has never had such a thorough and complicated plan. From the first step, it has set the overall situation for the Yaozu. After each step, it must be carefully followed, and the Yaozu will be introduced into it.

Why do you have to do so many things, considering such a long-term thing?

Because this time the Terran needs not a short-lived victory, but a long-lasting peace.

Only by truly suppressing the Yaozu and letting the Yaozu have no counterattack force can they have peace.

Yu Qingzi's sage only said a little about the situation, and ordered Luo to gradually clear the vows of heaven and never disclose the matter.

However, after Luo gradually cleared his oath, he looked at Yuqingzi with a sly look. He said with a slight voice: "Shi Bo, Devil Zun... really fallen?"

The face of Qing Jun’s dust is all stunned, and a pair of good phoenixes are slightly enlarged. Even now, Luo Qingqing is somewhat unacceptable.

How did he just come, everyone told him that the devil was fallen?

Looking at him like this, Yuqingzi Zunzi didn't think too much, just sighed: "Yes, the devil is indeed degraded. This first step is to trap the demon." I have practiced a secret law called 'Stolen Days.' This sacred law has a very high demand for cultivation. It seems that no one has done anything but him. He used this secret method to make Jin stayed for nearly two hundred years. Lingzi's younger brother may be able to reinvent the Jin, but he can't trap him. In the formation, the magic is really outstanding."

After a pause, Yu Qingzi’s sages seem to recall: “If Feng Sidao is still there, it will be much easier to come to this battle.”

After Yu Qingzi finished these things, he discussed things with other Taoist friends, leaving Luo gradually clearing one person in the same place, his eyes stunned.

Speaking of it, this feeling is also very strange. Luo gradually clears that there is not much communication with the demon statue. The biggest concern between the two is that the disciple of Mozun is a friend of life and death. And eight years ago, Mozun had once ridiculed Luo’s thoughts of ignoring and unreasonable, decisively denying his speculation.

However, Luo gradually cleared his mind and felt that his heart was blocked. It seems that something has been hidden. He can't see it, but it must exist there.

On the evening of the same day, Luo gradually found a cockroach, and for a long time, he asked: "Predecessors, Mo Qiu... Who is it?"

He looked calm and calmly, and in the bright light of the night pearl, her face was awkward and calmly said: "Mo Qiu is the ink autumn, is the apprentice of the palace. What are you going to ask again?"

Luo gradually cleared the feathers and returned.

And he naturally did not know, on the same day, the Qin brothers who were in the Magic Road Palace, and the witch who was coming to return to the Yuanzong, were all in the direction of the west. Qin Guihe was obviously more emotional. Even after living for two thousand years, he could not hide his own thoughts, and could not help but shed tears. Qin Siyi had to be comforted.

In the Yuanzong Zong, the white-haired witch Yun Hua shakes a small black bell. In the moonlight, the bell creaked, and as she swayed and looked at it, her lips glared with a sweet smile, but the tears could not stop flowing.

The deceased has passed away. The human race needs to seize the opportunity and needs to take the opportunity to attack.

On the 7th, the Terran won the thirteenth sea and the twelfth sea of ​​the demon, and moved the battlefield to the eleventh sea.

On the thirteenth morning, a black demon wind swept through the tenth sea and violently blew into the eleventh sea. When the overwhelming black demon wind blew, tens of thousands of monsters trembled and swayed and gave a big gift to each other.

The demon wind blew into a palace on the eleventh sea of ​​the demon. The palace is magnificent and extravagant. The sixth-order Lingmu can only be used as a beam. The fish of the seventh-order half-tailed ancient fish is also used as the illuminating pearl.

When the demon wind blows in, there is a burst of laughter in the hall. The black demon wind blew straight to the black-haired old man sitting in the first place, as if a thousand sharp knives cut the old man's face out of countless tiny blood. The old man's face changed, his right foot slammed, blocking the haze of this haze.

But listening to a cold and ruthless voice in the huge palace: "Criminal! Why are you on the wall, do not save!"

The demon stunned his body and shook his body. His face changed slightly, but he hid his emotions very well. Instead, he grievances and said: "Hey, you just came, you blame me. You know, I was I have already tried to save the Jin, but I never thought that this Terran would be so vicious, and if they didn’t have time to react, they would get them."

The black demon wind changed and turned into a white-haired old man.

The old man took a dead wood cane and slowly stepped on it and walked up the high platform. Standing in front of the criminal crisis, the demon statue of the demon statue is slightly embarrassed, it seems that the momentum is not enough, but his body exudes a majestic and horrible momentum, his crutches slammed, suddenly! The fish of the thirty-six half-tailed ancient brake fish are all turned into glutinous rice!

"This is the end of the matter, you are still arguing."

The criminal crisis looks like: "Why don't I save the Jin away? If I don't save him, my Yaozu will fall in this wind. I have no reason not to save him. I am alone, I respect you." The demon family has never been afraid of you for thousands of years! If you want to fall into the deity today, the deity will never give up!"

At this time, I only heard a soft laugh. A giant snake flew quickly from the entrance of the main hall. When it fell to the ground, it became a beautiful woman with a charming and charming look. She raised her hand to cover the red lips and smiled softly, looking at the fish that had been broken around the ground. Shaking his head: "There are so many half-tailed ancient fish and fish, it is really a waste."

The criminal crisis brows and looks at each other: "Yin Ji, this time, you have to disturb the drowning."

Yin Ji heard the words but provoked the scorpion, and a pair of snakes huddled into a line. Her gaze swept away in the faceless expression of the old man and the indignant criminal, suddenly smirked and said: "The tall man who is on the top is a beast, anyway, he will not die, we are worried now. What does he do? It is better to think about why the Terran is willing to pay the price of 'letting the devil fall and fall', and also to trap the Jin away... What is this for?"

There is silence in the hall.

On the second day, the demon statue of Yin Ji swirled over the sea, looking at the black crushing a human army like a cloud.

Yin Ji slightly raised his hand, and the three thousand monsters screamed and opened the first big squad; Yin Ji then turned his head and glanced at it. Six thousand monsters smashed their arms together, using body flesh as a sacrifice, summoning the ancient animal black Dead phoenix.

The two sides set off a big battle on the eleventh sea.

On that day, the waves were soaring, the flesh and bones flew, and the sea was rolling out of the blue water, but it was full of red blood. On the formation of the troops, the demon statue of Yin Ji and Feng Sixian are comparable. However, the Fengsi fairy has fallen, so the two sons of the Xing Xingzi and the ghost ancestors joined forces to compete with the Yinji. .

The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The eleventh sea was watered with blood, and I saw it in the blood.

The demon esteem was repressed, and the morale of the demon squad was wilted. However, only one Yinji was needed to reinvigorate this low morale. The Yaozu has won a big victory, and at the expense of the three-party big battle and the daily sacrifice of a thousand monsters, the people have gradually lost their backhand power.

From the second sea to the eleventh sea, hundreds of demon lords all descended.

Why have the Terrans been unable to win in the war over the years? Obviously, the Yaozu has no heavenly demon, and it is clear that in the top strength, the power of the Terran does not have to be inferior, why is it always in a disadvantage?

Because it is, there are too many demons!

Among the human races, there are no human beings with excellent cultivation qualifications, and there is no one in the world; no one can be cultivated into a peerless power.

And the Yaozu?

As long as they have time and resources, they can advance to the top without any scruples. Heaven will not set a lot of demons for them, and strive for their mental test, as long as they reach the peak, they do not need to worry about the bottleneck.

Therefore, each monster has its own upper limit of cultivation, but the Terran does not.

Therefore, the beast can not be a fairy, the human race can become a fairy.

Heaven is fair in this matter and has never been biased.

On this day, with the third sea master as the main force, Yin Ji launched a not-so-big sky-breaking sea array, and came to the fore, and was about to break the army of the Terran on the eleventh sea. At the moment when the two sides met, I saw a handsome and handsome young monk standing in front of the tens of thousands of people, holding a sword and standing on the ground, smiling and looking at the mighty army of the beasts.

The monk smiled mildly, though not so handsome, but it made people look very comfortable.

The third sea lord blinked his eyes and looked at the monk up and down. Then he smiled ridiculously: "The deity does not know for a moment, when is this human race so poor? To this point, even a monk who has just reached the late stage of the embarrassment is allowed to stand up. Confronting with my demon army? You Xingzi, you are already poor and you have no way to go!"

This ironic voice echoed between heaven and earth, making countless monsters laugh.

I saw that the ironic party was slightly decapitated. A light-colored robes danced in the wind. He looked calmly at the demon statue that led the countless monsters. He smiled and said: "Celebrity demon, I have long been famous. My family is not without talents. It is just a face of the rabble. It has never been done without any means. It is easy to win with a little subtotal."

Did not wait for the celebration of the demon sorrow, a demon lord in the late stage of the robbery will be angry: "You are a small beast of this human race, coincidence and change! Look at the deity does not take your tongue, will you drink!"

When the voice fell, the demon statue turned into a male lion, whistling to the young monk.

The monk did not have any fear. He lifted his sword and his left foot moved to the right, and the big battle was started. Countless powers came from him to the human monks behind him, and he squinted at each other, and suddenly a sword stabbed the fierce demon.

boom!

The demon statue flew back a few meters and looked horrified.

The young monk also looked pale, and apparently did not control the power of this majesty.

The sword in his hand seemed to be a piece of jade at this moment, shining in the sun. The young monk’s wrist moved, and the blood of the demon statue on the sword fell down and landed in the boundless sea, making the square ten meters.