A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

When rumors about the Demonic Dragon and Heavenly Tiger began to appear in the Misery Realm, the Demonic Realm also began to make deliberate plans and actively participated in the battles in the martial arts world.

The head of the first palace of the Demon Realm, Emperor Yin Ming, and the Great Master of the Underworld deployed by him, held many discussions and meetings, and determined that the demon dragon and tiger that appeared with the time of day were the biggest obstacle to the Demon Realm's struggle to dominate the world.

After a period of action, the Sixteen Constellations and Demon Realm, which were widely spread in the martial arts world, also received a lot of news.

With the release of "Secret of the Crouching Tiger" and the emergence of the Eight Generals of the Sky Tiger, the Demon Realm is ready to dispatch killers to start a killing spree.

"Among the eight generals of Tianhu, Su Huanzhen is dead, so we only need to deal with the remaining seven. How are your preparations, Archmage of the Underworld?" The ferocious-looking, devil-like Emperor Yinming appeared.

asked in a voice.

"Reporting to Emperor Yin Ming, I plan to use the previously captured Central Plains master Nangong as a sharp blade, pass on the martial arts of the Demon Realm, and let him kill the remaining eight generals of the Tianhu." The Great Master of the Underworld said.

"Well, Nangong Qi? Are you sure? You must know that killing the Sixteen Constellations is related to the plan of my Demon Realm!" Emperor Yinming questioned.

"Emperor Yinming, don't worry. I have used the method of refining the heart to seal the life, and used eighteen animal bones and bone poison to control Nangong. If I use my freedom as a bargaining chip, then he will definitely be used by my demon realm."

The Archmage of the Underworld smiled sadly.

"Since you are sure, then go ahead and do it, but if something goes wrong in the end, you will have to bear the consequences of failure!" Emperor Yinming warned sternly.

"I understand!" The Great Master of the Underworld lowered his head and said respectfully.

…

Central Plains, the temporary residence of the Thirteenth Temple.

"Half points, how many troops and horses did we lose this time?" Guan Zutian, who was sitting on the main seat, asked aloud.

"Back to the Holy Emperor, this time we fought against Jinglingting. Only 64,000 of the 100,000-strong army came back, and the rest of the baggage was useless." Ban Bian said dejectedly.

"Hmph! What a Jingling Court, one day it will be avenged!" Guan Zutian slapped his hand on the table and said angrily.

"The Holy Emperor calms down. Victory or defeat is a matter of military strategism. We will have the opportunity to recover it in the future, but the problem we face now is still worrying about whether Jinglingting takes the opportunity to invade the Central Plains." The first-line student said at the right time.

"Well, it's true!" When Guan Zutian heard this, he immediately became nervous. What Xiansheng said came to his heart, and now he began to worry whether Jinglingting would take advantage of the victory to pursue him.

"Holy Emperor, if Jing Ling Ting sends troops to attack, with the combat power shown, we may not be able to withstand it, and the Northern Territory will have to defend it as well!" the first-line student reminded.

"Yes, that makes sense!" Guan Zutian nodded. Over the years, his Thirteen Temples had had many conflicts with the Shencan Palace in Tongyao Pond. What were once good friends are now enemies.

Now that the army has been newly defeated and the enemy is in front of them, they are afraid that Shencan Palace will attack from behind.

At that time, there was an attack from the north and the south, and he was afraid that Guan Zutian would end miserably.

"Holy Emperor, I have a plan that may solve your worries!" Seeing Guan Zutian's solemn look, the first-line student knew that his words had an effect, and then made timely suggestions.

"Oh? Come quickly!" Guan Zutian asked immediately.

"Yes, now that the Jingling Court is powerful and the Thirteen Holy Temples have been newly defeated, why don't the Holy Emperor negotiate peace with Tongyaochi and invite him to attack the Central Plains together and work together to deal with the Jingling Court." The first-line student suggested.

"I'm afraid the peace talks won't work out. We, the Thirteenth Temple, have been fighting with the Shencan Palace for a long time, and they have already developed deep grudges. And they are attacking the Central Plains together? You are inviting a wolf into the house!" Ban Bianfen on the side immediately scolded.

"It is not difficult to negotiate peace. I heard that the Holy Emperor and Tongyaochi were good friends in the early years. As long as the Holy Emperor put down his body and persuaded each other in the past, the success was not small. In addition, with the great Central Plains as bait, an alliance is not far away.

." The first-line student analyzed.

"As long as Tongyaochi agrees and the troops of Shencan Palace enter the Central Plains, then the Northern Territory does not need to be too wary of Shen Can Palace." The first-line student said the benefits of the successful strategy, "With the two parties joining forces, we can capture Jingjing.

The Spirit Court is no longer a big problem."

"As for sharing the benefits in the future, you should know that this is the time and the other is the time." Xian Sheng said meaningfully.

"..." Guan Zutian thought about the first-line student's suggestion, and it seemed that he could consider it.

Nowadays, the Northern Territory Temple has been wary of Shencan Palace's actions and has restrained many of its troops. There is no way to continue.

If Tongyao Pond can be dragged into the water, not only can it be more confident to deal with the ferocious Jinglingting, but it can also get rid of the situation of being attacked from both sides.

"First-line student, you will handle this matter." In the end, Guan Zutian decided to give it a try. Otherwise, he would not be willing to return to the Northern Territory in such a dejected manner.

"Yes! I will set off for the Northern Territory immediately!" the first-line student said.

…

South of the Yangtze River, in the main hall in the Twilight City, Jun Moxie held a meeting with a group of senior officials.

Because of the war, the Twilight Zone has now become a temporary center of power.

"We annihilated more than 36,000 enemies in this battle, a great victory! Our loss was only 3,000, which is acceptable. Thank you for your hard work." Jun Moxie put down the battle report and praised.

"It's all down to the soldiers' sacrifice!" several people who participated in the battle said modestly.

"Lord, Guan Zutian is the master of the Thirteen Temples. Killing him will naturally disintegrate the Thirteen Temples. Why let him leave?" Jian asked inexplicably.

"Guan Zutian and the Thirteenth Temple are just passing clouds and smoke, nothing to worry about." As his cultivation level improved, Jun Moxie's vision began to get higher and higher.

"And there is a Thirteenth Temple in the Central Plains, which can just cleanse the turbulent martial arts world and temporarily end the chaotic situation in the Central Plains." Jun Moxie explained.

"Your Majesty has no intention of sending troops to the Central Plains at this time?" Lonely Marquis asked.

"Send troops to the Central Plains..." Bringing up old matters, Jun Moxie looked at Lonely Marquis. He had a headache. Why is this scholar so obsessed with the Central Plains?

"It's not the right time yet. Even if we capture the Central Plains, it will be difficult for us to hold on. If the Taoists suffer such a big loss, they will definitely jump out and cause trouble. When the conflict intensifies, a war will inevitably begin. Killing to stop killing is not the right way." Jun.

Mo Xie expressed his opinion, "And now there is an undercurrent in the martial arts world."

"..." Lonely Marquis was speechless. According to his idea, Jinglingting, now with strong military strength, should dominate the world forcefully, and then realize the great concept of "the world should stop martial arts".

But Jun Moxie, who did not want to stop killing with killing, never took the step of conquest. Lonely Hou was a little helpless, and it was not good to meet such a slow-tempered and benevolent lord.

But it's okay, he still has time to wait. In less than twenty years, he already has a southern martial arts forest and one-third of the Central Plains in his hands.

If you think about it optimistically, you will be able to conquer the Central Plains in another twenty years.

"Compared to Guan Zutian and the Thirteenth Temple, I am more concerned about the trends in the Demon Realm." Jun Moxie looked at Gongsun Yue.

"The Demon Realm has been collecting information about the Demon Dragon and Tianhu some time ago, but recently as the Thirteen Temples swept away the Central Plains, the Demon Realm has also temporarily restrained its troops." Gongsun Yue said.

"Devil dragon, Tianhu?" Jun Moxie murmured.