Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Improving Spiritual Root Qualification

Chapter 659 The decisive battle between humans and monsters!

was placed in this position,

However, none of the many Nascent Soul Lords objected, and they all showed expressions that were taken for granted.

Even the True Lord of Nine Swords is still like this.

After all, Zhou Xun’s record of defeating Qian Crab and the Demon Emperor was real.

It was said by Lord Yama with his own eyes.

As the first general under the Nanyuan Demon Emperor, this demon is extremely powerful.

Not to mention possessing such a miraculous physique as an immortal body, coupled with his body-training techniques, I am afraid that among these twelve great monks,

Not everyone dares to say that they can damage his body.

Since he has such strength, sitting here, naturally no one will comment.

At this time, True Lord Yama also came to the seat in the middle of the table and sat down. He glanced at the crowd and spoke slowly:

"Those who can sit in this tent today are all the top monks in Central Continent."

"The next thing I want to discuss with you is a major matter related to my ownership of the South China Sea!"

"I think you all have seen the current situation. We are devoting all our strength in Central Continent to prepare our troops for this decisive battle!"

"The monster race is rampant and wants to drive our human race away from the South China Sea!"

"My ancestors spent a lot of blood and sweat to conquer this land that is thousands of miles away. If it falls into our hands, wouldn't it be a great sin!"

"We will win this battle!"

True Lord Yama spoke loudly, and then talked about the information about the demon clan.

"We are fully prepared for war, and the same goes for the demon clan!"

"According to information, the demon clan has gathered demon beasts from six major domains this time,"

“The ‘Nanyuan’ and ‘Canglan’ we are familiar with”

"And the recently added 'Chi Mang', 'Qing Lei', 'Xuan You', and 'Shuang Ling'."

"It is said that even the Holy Land of the Demon Clan and the Ancestral Land of the Dragon Dragon sent a member, the Golden Dragon Demon Emperor, to participate in the battle!"

"Total together, the number of fourth-order high-grade demon kings is at least fourteen, and the fourth-order demon beasts are even more numerous, and their number is higher than ours!"

"But fortunately, we rely on the battle formation and the trump cards left by our ancestors. It is still unclear who will win and who will lose!"

"With Brother Yu here, what if the demon clan has one or two more top-grade demon emperors?"

Tianyi Zhenjun on the side chuckled lightly and said.

The strength of True Lord Yama is unparalleled among the great monks like them.

If there is anyone who can pose a threat to the life of the great monk under the transformation of the gods, it is only this True Lord Yama.

"Brother Gu is so flattering!"

"Yu considers himself to be quite powerful. If he is an ordinary demon king, I wouldn't worry!"

"But the Golden Dragon Demon King comes from the Dragon Ancestral Land. You must know that that is the place where the God-Transforming Demon King exists!"

"And this Golden Dragon Demon Emperor is said to be the most likely being to become a god. I dare not say that he is a sure winner!"

Lord Yama shook his head.

Hearing this news, Zhou Xun couldn't help but feel a little shocked. This was the first time he heard news about the demon clan transforming into gods.

He couldn't help but think of the power that saved him when he fought against the Black Isle Demon King.

There is a high probability that he is the god-transforming demon king of the dragon clan whom True Lord Yama spoke of.

"After we go to battle tomorrow, once we find other high-grade demon kings, we will rely on you all!"

"Brother Yu, don't worry. Although Gu's magical powers are not as good as your Yama's true form, my Seven-Star Sword is not ordinary either. Then the Nanyuan Demon Emperor will leave it to me!"

True Lord Tianyi spoke first.

Nanyuan Demon King Mo Yuan is a descendant of Mo Jiao and is extremely powerful. He is their old rival in Central Continent.

Among all the people, only Yan Mo Zhenjun can overwhelm him.

Tianyi Zhenjun took the initiative to take over this stronghold, and he has already fulfilled his responsibility as the leader of the righteous path!

After he started, the subsequent Yuanlang True Lord, Qianjue True Lord and other late Yuanying monks spoke one after another,

Lead his opponent.

In the end, the two kings of the Blue Thunder Demon Clan were left.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun chuckled lightly and said:

"In this case, the Thunder Feather Demon King will be handed over to Zhou. Speaking of which, I happen to be short of a pair of thunder attribute demon bird wings to upgrade my Thunder Wings!"

Now that I have taken this high position, I should shoulder this responsibility.

"Well, you are worthy of being the True Lord Wangchuan!" Everyone praised him one after another.

As for the last Qingxiao Demon Emperor, he was led by the Nine Swords True Monarch. So far, the arrangements for the fourteen high-grade Demon Emperors have been completed.

Without these beings who can kill ordinary Nascent Soul Lords, the remaining Demon Emperors rely on various magical methods of human Qi Refiners.

Puppet, corpse refining, war flying boat, magic circle, etc.

Who will win and who will lose is still unknown!

After the arrangements were made, everyone dispersed and returned to their own tents.

"Brother, you are reckless today!" On the way back, the God-given True Monarch looked worried.

After all, he was a top-grade demon emperor, and he had thunder attributes, so he was extremely powerful.

Just like Xuan Lei Zhenjun, once promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage, he immediately climbed to the top five great monks.

"Brother Dao, don't worry. With my current magical power, even if I can't defeat the Thunder Feather Demon King, it's not a problem to hold him back!"

"Besides, I have the treasure of the void, and they can't keep me!"

When the monk reaches the fourth realm, the Nascent Soul has the ability to teleport. Unless it has the ability to seal the void,

Otherwise, even a great monk would not be able to catch up with a Nascent Soul who uses the teleportation technique.

The Void Treasure can resist the void sealing technique used by the opponent.

After hearing this, the God-given True Lord nodded and warned:

"Brother, once things are in danger, don't hesitate to fight!"

"Even if the South China Sea is lost, it will only be temporary."

"With your talent, when you break through to the late Nascent Soul stage in the future, your strength will probably exceed that of the current True Lord Yama,"

"It is not impossible to take back the South China Sea by then!"

"Brother Dao, please rest assured. Even if I take action, I will put self-preservation as the first priority!" Zhou Xun nodded.

After a quick chat, the two returned to their respective stations to arrange arrangements for the army of monks under their command.

These Nascent Soul Lords are not alone. Each of them has an army of several thousand to ten thousand monks.

For example, Zhou Xun also has two war flying boats and an army of 10,000 monks.

That night, Zhou Xun summoned more than forty of his Danjie subordinates.

In this battle, he needed to deal with the Thunder Feather Demon Emperor, so naturally he couldn't worry about his subordinates.

"Lingfeng, with Qianchuan Zhenjun's relationship, why do you have to follow me to this front line!"

Looking at the young man below, Zhou Xun looked complicated.

The most promising disciple of Zhenjun Qianchuan, Wang Lingfeng is surprisingly serving as the monk in charge of a flying boat under his command.

The other flying boat was controlled by Jiang Wanning.

"Senior is joking. My master is the city lord of Zhenhai Immortal City. His old man needs to be responsible for logistics and is unable to come. It is up to me, my disciple, to come here."

"The city lord's lineage should be at the forefront when life and death are at stake!"

Wang Lingfeng laughed, showing no fear of death.

Hearing this, Zhou Xun nodded.

Then he looked at everyone and said slowly:

"Tomorrow's battle will begin. I have been ordered by the alliance leader to have other important matters. I cannot join you in the battle. All of you will follow the orders of Wang Lingfeng and Jiang Wanning!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone below became commotion.

Without Zhou Xun, could they still achieve their feats of frightening away the Black Isle Demon King as usual?

I'm afraid even survival is a problem.

After all, although Zhan Feizhou has Nascent Soul's combat power, he is not the real Nascent Soul Lord after all.

There are not so many magical means and elusive escape methods.

If you really face a fourth-level demon king, you can maintain a stalemate for a short time, but over time, you will definitely lose.

"Quiet, how dare you say anything about Senior Zhou?"

Seeing this, Wang Lingfeng asked angrily.

"Besides, as Nanhai monks, why should we fear death?"

Zhou Xun waved his hand.

Who wants to die if they can live, let alone these human Qigong practitioners who pursue the path to immortality.

"Don't worry, I will send Feng Zhong and Chi Wu to you!"

His two mounts were only fourth-level low-grade, and could not interfere with the battle between him and the Thunder Feather Demon King.

It's better to stay here with Jiang Wanning and others, and maybe save their lives!

Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed.

These are two real fourth-order demon kings. With them here, everyone's chance of survival is greatly improved.

After making arrangements for tomorrow, Zhou Xun returned to his tent, followed by Feng Zhong, Chi Wu, Jiang Wanning and others.

"Master, why don't you let me and Lao Feng join you in the battle tomorrow?"

"Yes, we are willing to fight side by side with the master!"

He glanced around and saw that there were only a few of them, so he told his mission for tomorrow without hiding anything.

"The opponent is a fourth-level high-grade thunder-attribute demon roc. Even if you join, I'm afraid you won't be able to help me much!"

Hearing this, the two demons fell into silence.

Feng Zhong once again felt that his cultivation was low.

If he could be stronger and reach the fourth-level mid-level, coupled with his immortal body, he might be able to help his master.

As for the Chiwu Spirit Turtle, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Alright, let's fight tomorrow. You guys will guard these two flying boats for me and protect 'Lingfeng' and 'Wanning'!"

"Yes, Master!"

"I will do my best to protect the safety of 'Fairy Jiang'."

After the two demons retreated, Zhou Xun took out a recliner and sat down slowly.

Jiang Wanning walked behind him silently, stretched out her slender green-white fingers,

He pressed lightly on his temples.

"Sir, will we win?" Jiang Wanning's voice broke the silence.

"Yes!" Zhou Xun replied softly.

"I trust you, Young Master!" Jiang Wanning smiled slightly, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"Son."

"how?"

"If... if anything happens to me, our Jiang family will ask the young master to take care of me!"

For Jiang Wanning, apart from Zhou Xun, the only thing she cared about was her own family.

Hearing this, Zhou Xun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly,

"With my arrangements, nothing will happen to you!"

Soon, the night passed.

At dawn, Zhou Xun walked out of the camp.

At this time, the sea surface was shrouded in a layer of mist, and the crescent moon had not yet completely set on the horizon.

The sound of waves crashing against the rocks can be heard in my ears, and the cool sea breeze blows by, bringing with it a hint of the salty smell of the sea.

"The flying boat will be left to you," Zhou Xun said, looking at Chi Wu and Feng Zhong behind him.

Then he paused and said slowly:

"Come back alive!"

Then he headed towards the largest camp without looking back.

"Set off!"

Following the order from Lord Yama, the entire front line moved.

Immediately, the war drums sounded, accompanied by the long bells, resounding throughout the entire front.

An army of millions of monks, all wearing shining spiritual armor, dazzling like bright stars.

In front of them, there were hundreds of war ships parked, and the mysterious runes on the hulls were flowing with light, which was extremely extraordinary.

Then, led by the leading monk, they boarded the flying boat.

The remaining monks were divided into hundreds of teams, in good order, and they had obviously been practicing together for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, the monks turned into countless startling rainbows and soared into the sky, speeding towards the front.

The monks are like clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and the rays of light stretch for thousands of miles.

Wang Lingfeng was wearing a blue robe, with a tall and tall figure, standing on the deck of a flying boat, with a solemn look on his face.

Around him, many monks were busy, checking magic weapons or communicating in low voices. Everyone had a solemn look on their face.

Zhou Xunze, together with True Lord Tianyi and others, followed Lord Yan Mo and flew in front of the army.

As the army advanced, the figure of the demon clan gradually appeared in the field of vision.

Looking from a distance, the demon clan's army is like a vast black cloud, covering the sea heavily and oppressively.

The black wave seemed to swallow up the entire world, exuding a frightening aura.

Countless demon clan figures are looming among them. They have different shapes, some are tall and mighty, and some are smart and agile.

Various strange rays of light flickered in the demon army. They were the rays of demonic power emanating from their bodies, intertwined together like a terrifying magic net.

As the monster army gradually approached, a suffocating aura rushed towards them.

The air was filled with strong demonic energy, as if it had materialized, making it difficult to breathe, and even the sea water seemed to be churning uneasily.

Tianyi Zhenjun held the Seven-Star Sword in his hand, the blade of the sword flashed with dazzling light, and his eyes were fixed on the Nanyuan Demon Emperor opposite,

Stroking the sword body: "Qixing, Qixing, since I was promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage, you have never taken it out of its sheath. Today, I will let you drink demon blood!"

"Finally, are you here?"

Zhou Xun looked towards the opposite side with burning eyes.

A middle-aged man wearing a blue robe with a pair of lightning wings on his back came into view instantly.

This person is his target in this battle - the Thunder Feather Demon Emperor.

The main body is Lei Peng.

Next to him is a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe with two short golden horns on his head. He has an extremely peaceful demeanor.

Rather, he looks like a great scholar who has read poetry and books.

And this person is none other than the Golden Dragon Demon Emperor.

Zhou Xun's eyes glanced back and forth at the Thunder Feather Demon Emperor and the Golden Dragon Demon Emperor, feeling secretly vigilant in his heart. The powerful auras emanating from these two demon kings made him feel tremendous pressure.

The Golden Dragon Demon King raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze shot towards the army of human monks like lightning.

There was a hint of indifference in his eyes, as if humans were nothing more than ants in his eyes. He gently waved his sleeves, and a powerful wave of demon power spread instantly, making the surrounding air tremble.

True Lord Yama looked at the middle-aged man in Confucian robes across from him with a solemn expression, and slowly said: "It is indeed him, the Golden Dragon Demon Emperor!"

Immediately, his aura gradually increased, he glanced left and right, mobilized his spiritual power, and shouted softly:

"Attack!"