I have a promise with the beauty

The gods and demons finally woke up, suddenly appeared from every corner with an unstoppable army of millions, and launched crazy attacks at everything they could see and sense. With such force, the cultivators had no time to resist, or rather

If there is any resistance, the whole army will retreat, and the retreat speed will be faster than the attack speed of the gods and demons.

Yang Qingshan was the commander-in-chief of the retreating army. He had a forced expression on his face and stared at the sand table in his hand with vicious eyes.

This sand table is a low-level fairy weapon. Its main function is to use the sand table in front of you to check the opponent's every move when you cannot release your spiritual consciousness. What passes through is a tower that condenses the spiritual consciousness of 50,000 Void Sect disciples. 50,000 disciples

After the transformation of the large formation, the divine consciousness can completely surpass the divine consciousness of the middle god. It can also prevent the embarrassing situation of being broken by the opponent's powerful spiritual consciousness during battle.

On the sand table, the army of gods and demons was not only rapidly chasing the immortal cultivators, but also became more and more numerous, so many that Yang Qingshan could not even count them. Although the immortal cultivators also retreated quickly, they gradually lost their cohesion.

, turned into a plate of loose sand, but this is what Yang Qingshan wants to see. As his own people turn into loose sand, the cohesion of gods and demons will inevitably be affected. In half an hour, everything will be reversed.

"Genius." Yi Jiantian stared at Yang Qingshan and sighed sincerely.

"Soldiers never tire of deceit, but now they are not deceitful enough." Yang Qingshan pondered, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile: "We still need some people to die."

"Let our people die?" Yijiantian was angry.

"Let our prisoners die. Those prisoners themselves are gods and demons, 100% cannon fodder. The fate of these cannon fodder is death." Yang Qingshan said with a gloomy face.

"Too treacherous." Yi Jiantian stared at the sand table with disdain. I don't know when, Yang Qingshan actually ordered the release of those prisoners through his spiritual consciousness. He thought that under the control of the spell, these gods and demons did not know who his parents were.

Hit whoever you want, without mercy.

"It's indeed treacherous. During the Conferred Gods War, everyone was singled out." said the sloppy old man.

"That's why you didn't tell the real winner." Yang Qingshan sneered, watching every move on the sand table, the captives of gods and demons sent out to die made the pursuers very angry, and the attack became more fierce, and in a short time

A few minutes later, the still cohesive army of gods and demons was instantly confused, rescuing their own people and chasing down the immortal cultivators. In the midst of anger and ferocity, the army of gods and demons also turned into a piece of scattered sand. They had no idea that Yang Qingshan had led them to

In four mountain ranges.

The moment the cultivator entered the four connected mountains, he completely disappeared and disappeared into the mist, as if he had never appeared at all. The crazy gods and demons without much intelligence rushed into a third of the mist, and these three

One-third who had no news disappeared, and then the remaining two-thirds of the gods and demons calmed down.

Looking at the four connected mountains on the sand table, everything inside and outside clearly showed their respective situations. Circles of strange light shrouded the surroundings of the mountains, causing everyone within a hundred thousand miles to enter a large formation.

Among them, this battle has the effect of changing the world. The four mountain ranges have become the battlefield that Yang Qingshan needs, a battlefield that can bring down the gods and demons.

"The Heaven-defying Formation." A senior god and demon stared at the mountains in front of him. As a general who was a million years ago, he was too familiar with the battle in front of him. He was so familiar with it that he was horrified: "Only the first generation

Only the disciples of the Void Sect can carry out such a battle, but only the second generation disciples are included in the information. It seems that millions of years of training have allowed the second generation of the Void Sect disciples to grow to be as powerful as their previous generation. Liu Ming

, this bastard."

"General, what should we do now? If we bypass the gate of Fairyland and directly break through it, Fairyland will become the territory of the immortal cultivators. However, we are fighting a war of attrition with the opponent here. Although we have many troops, in this war we will only be defeated.

It’s a fair share,” said one of the priests.

"The only weakness of this formation is the sky. Let them prepare. We will win this battle in the sky," the general said.

"Should we send the Golden-winged Roc?"

"No, they also have the golden-winged roc, and they are kings. We don't have kings. When those powerful men in the sky saw their kings, even though they were one of the earliest gods and demons, after years of changes, they have become

They are unreliable to betrayers." The general said, the scales all over his body were shaking and emitting a strange light.

"General, the golden-winged roc has arrived, and they are going to compete for the position of king." A priest walked into the cave and said to the general in a very ridiculous way.

"How many have come?"

"There are about 30,000. This number is really too small in our eyes, but in the sky, a seventh-level Yuan Immortal can resist one of our ninth-level Yuan Immortals. I really don't know why they are so powerful in the sky.

, the number of 30,000 is equivalent to the number of 150,000, and their innate understanding of space allows them to appear in any corner." The priest said.

"The golden-winged roc of the cultivators has never participated in the battle, nor has it joined them. It seems to be doing its own thing. Have you investigated?" the general said.

"They should be going to the mausoleum. Those are all people pretending to be dead. No one who went there came out alive." The general said disdainfully: "But we need to bring them here. We can't let us bring them here.

The golden-winged roc becomes the opponent's combat power, and we cannot let the golden-winged roc destroy our actions."

"but……"

"Go, I will make other gods and demons in the sky become fighting forces." The general said impatiently.

Yang Qingshan has left the camp, because Yang Qingshan is no longer needed to direct the battle here. He has a serious mission to find the Golden Winged Demon King. The powerful cultivation of this demon world has grown extremely fast. In the battle between gods and demons,

Although it didn't help any party, it gave everyone a headache. Their speed in the sky was unmatched, and the Golden Winged Demon King led all the tribesmen into the fairyland through a gate to the fairyland that no one knew about.

Yang Qingshan wanted to find the Golden Winged Demon King. He looked at a feather in his hand. It was given by Yi Jiantian. As soon as the Golden Winged Demon King entered the fairyland, he refused the request of the immortal cultivator, so Yi Jiantian and the Golden Winged Demon King

After some discussion, Yi Jiantian lost a strand of hair, and the Golden Winged Demon King lost a feather.

Because of the feathers, Yang Qingshan could roughly sense the direction of the Golden Winged Demon King. With the help of the Law of Space, Yang Qingshan quietly left the battlefield and flew towards the depths of the fairyland. This mission has only one consequence.

There was no doubt that he would die, but Yang Qingshan found a way to increase his life, which was to follow the aura of the Golden Winged Demon King. He encountered almost no danger along the way and arrived outside a relatively clean mountain range.

Rays of golden light flickered in the mountains. There were at least 20,000 golden-winged rocs looking for this thing in the mountains, but Yang Qingshan also felt four other powerful auras. They were the four divine beasts, Yang Qingshan's old enemies.

Unexpectedly, they also successfully entered the fairyland and mixed with the Golden-winged Demon King.

"There is a conspiracy." Yang Qingshan squinted his eyes and carefully flew to the outermost peak of the mountain range. He stared dumbly at at least a million of the four divine beasts looking for things in the mountain range, while the Golden Winged Demon King stood with his hands behind his back.

, not far from him, it seems that Yang Qingshan has not discovered the law of space.

"Are you really sure that this is the tomb of the previous generation Qinglong?" Qinglong flew from a distance, with wounds on his body. It seemed that he had not healed after being chopped by the devil's sickle.

"I'm sure, but we haven't found it yet. Those powerful people who are qualified to be canonized in the Conferred God War can transform their tombs into sand. As long as we find that grain of sand, we can become the savior of the blue dragon." The golden-winged demon.

Wang said.

"Rescuer?" Xuanwu flew over. The calm man still noticed that there was a problem: "Why do we need to rescue? Do you think our strength can rescue a god-level person?"

"They are hiding deep in the fairyland, and we can't find them." Phoenix said gloomily in the distance.

"Phoenix, don't be sad anymore, Qinglong is not worth it." Baihu said.

"Forget it, let's find our ancestors, but I don't believe in the Golden Winged Demon King." Phoenix said.

"I don't believe it either, but the gods really want us to come to rescue them. Is it because they want to give us their godhood as a token of gratitude?" Bai Hu said mockingly.

"By the way, why does the Golden-winged Demon King object to us going to Nuwa's tomb? There are genuine nine gods there." Phoenix said.

"This has to ask us whether we have the strength. We have the strength of a ninth-level Yuanxian, but it takes far more than a hundred years to comprehend and refine the Godhead. Therefore, the Golden Winged Demon King wants us to give up snatching the Godhead and come here to directly search for it.

Ancestors, if we get their godhead, we will successfully refine it in just a few days." Bai Hu said.

"Although I know this is true, I am still unwilling to accept it, especially Yang Qingshan. According to the undercover information, Yang Qingshan is already a middle god, and he accepted a secret mission and left the battlefield a few days ago. Do you think he will

They are not looking for us." Phoenix gritted his teeth and said.

"The one we should be looking for is the Golden-winged Demon King. Our four divine beasts have been acting secretly. Only the Golden-winged Demon King is a master and is so bold. Everyone is paying attention to him. But we are very lucky. Our appearance is still

No one knows." Bai Hu smiled complacently, and then said with a grimace: "Maybe we have been discovered, but the other party is very insidious and keeps it secret."

"Keep it secret." Phoenix groaned and looked at the green dragon that had hurt him in the distance. Why could this green dragon still live such a leisurely life?

Yang Qingshan crossed his legs and watched the five masters in the distance talking to themselves, completely unaware that Yang Qingshan was already here.

Just when Yang Qingshan was hesitating about how to meet the Golden-Winged Demon King, some boys in the distance pointed to a rock and were speechless with excitement, attracting everyone's attention.

"The Green Dragon Tomb was discovered." The Golden Winged Demon King opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction.