Soul Emperor Martial God

"Boy, what do you mean..." Liuheng Yaojun's face changed suddenly.

Xiao Yi nodded and chuckled, "Instead of waiting for the sky to fall and the sky to completely erupt, we might as well take the lead in solving the crisis and kill it in the bud."

"Of course, this disaster is no longer just a bud."

"But this is still within the limits we can contend."

"The Eight Sects' combat power is placed here after all, which is equivalent to the top of Human Race's combat power."

"We can completely plunge into the nine extremely barren places like a sharp sword, and then advance all the way, so that there is no chance for disasters to erupt or even grow to the peak."

The Old Demon Venerable Giant Elephant said solemnly, "What this needs is fighting power that is absolutely superior."

Xiao Yi nodded, "So I said, it's still within the range we can compete."

"Of course, I don't think the **** of Basong dare to do this."

"So, I can only retreat to second place." Xiao Yi gradually increased his tone.

Originally, the Forest of Six Balances would be the battlefield, and the rear western defense line would serve as the last barrier.

Now, if the Basong stationing point becomes a battlefield, then the Forest of Six Hengs behind it will be the second line of defense, plus the western line of defense, there will be two buffer barriers.

Xiao Yi said this, but he glanced at Yiyi beside him without a trace.

Since Shengyuezong and his entourage left the Forest of Liuheng, Yiyi has a slightly frowning face, but now he has heard this, but gradually shows a smile.

The Old Demon Sovereign Sing Ying looked at Xiao Yi, "I can only tell you what you have said to the main hall masters."

"That's enough." Xiao Yi nodded.

The old demon statue of Sheng Ying flashed and left.

The figure disappeared silently, leaving only an inconspicuous cherry blossom on the ground.

The Sage Sakura clan did not come to the Forest of Six Balances, but this does not mean that the Sage Sakura clan ignored the safety of the demon domain.

In the Forest of Liuheng, there are the demon kings of Liuheng, and the elites of the heavens, the two old demon lords of the wild lion and the giant elephant, as well as the Liehao demon clan and these three elites.

Almost all of the strongest combat powers in the Demon Region are here.

And within the Great Demon Realm, it is impossible that there is no strong person in charge.

The Sage Sakura clan, such as the Sage Sakura Lao Yaozun, wandered between the Western Defense Line and the Demon Realm.

The Mang Star Demon Lord and others are sitting in the demon realm, avoiding many other unnecessary troubles.

"Boy." Liuheng Demon frowned, "You are gone, the forest of Liuheng must be greatly reduced."

"Don't be afraid." Xiao Yi shook his head, "There are two complete laws torrenting, except for the deserter level personally attacking, otherwise the forest of the six balances will never be broken in a short time."

"Later, I will lay a large number of formations on the wall of the Forest of Six Balances."

"Of course, it depends on the demon king's family background."

"There are these two levels of increase. In any case, the forest of the six balances can guarantee the safety of a certain period of time."

"If there is any accident in the Forest of Liuheng, I will come back quickly."

The eight garrison points are just hundreds of millions of miles to the right of the Forest of Liuheng and thousands of miles in front.

The distance is not too far.

"In addition," Xiao Yi said solemnly, "Although the Forest of Six Levels is the entrance to the Demon Realm, the Ba Sect's garrison point is now even higher. I will try my best to keep the battle tens of thousands of miles away. ."

Demon Lord Liuheng looked solemn, but still nodded.

Liuheng Demon Lord took out several Universe Rings.

Xiao Yi took it, looked at Yiyi, and said with a light smile, "Along with me to arrange the formation?"

Yiyi nodded with a smile, "Yeah."

...

The extended city wall of the Forest of Six Levels.

Xiao Yi kept throwing out pieces of spiritual stones, one by one, and constantly arranging formations.

Yiyi followed along the way and helped a little.

For a long while.

Yiyi still couldn't help looking at Xiao Yi, "Thank you, son."

Xiao Yi chuckled lightly, as if her mind couldn't hide from him, and his mind couldn't hide her from her exquisite heart.

"The question about the sage before, although you will choose to stay with me."

"But anyway, you don't want to brush your master's meaning."

"The most important thing is that you, as the saint woman of the Holy Moon Sect, do not go with the Saint Moon Sect team, so the Saint Moon Sect team will definitely become the laughing stock of the Eight Sects."

"You know that your respected master has a good face, and you never want to see her suffer ridicule."

Xiao Yi smiled, "That saint is both your teacher and your mother, I will sell her for this face."

"It's okay for me to go to the eight garrison point."

"Even, this might be a better choice."

Eight cases, representing the top of the combat power of human warriors.

Instead of staying in the forest of Liuheng, he might as well go to the Basong station.

If the combat power is gathered a little, the combat power is stronger, and the battlefield can be controlled there, and it is also more certain.

...

After a long time.

Xiao Yi and Yiyi flew away from the Forest of Six Hengs and headed to the eight garrison point on the right, which is hundreds of millions of miles away.

From a distance, it was a huge fortress, a terrifying behemoth.

The city wall is more than tens of thousands of feet high.

Inside, it looks like a giant city.

There are all kinds of palaces, all kinds of pavilions and pavilions.

This, alive, is like a huge force that has been rooted here for countless years.

The deep breath of the martial artist is densely packed, proving that it is inherently strong like a cloud.

Above the city wall, teams of elite warriors patrolled back and forth.

There is no state of elite armored soldiers, just disciples of various warriors.

Or dressed in Chinese clothes, dozens of people walked back and forth in pairs; or dressed in floating clothes, dozens of people walked on the wind.

In short, the identities of the eight warriors can almost all be distinguished from their clothes.

"Who came from?"

Suddenly, there was a loud cry on the wall.

The voice fell, and the surrounding guards gathered in an instant.

In an instant, hundreds of martial artists surrounded it.

Xiao Yi stood in the air and said indifferently, "Eight Halls, Xiao Yi."

The martial artist around, sneered, "Eight Palace, Xiao Yi? I don't know him."

"This place is the garrison of the eight sects. The idlers are not allowed to approach, and they are not allowed to go quickly?"

"If you dare to come closer, you will treat it as an enemy and kill it on the spot."

Each of the warriors sneered.

How could they not know Xiao Yi, how could they not recognize Xiao Yi.

What they were saying was almost exactly the same as what the eight chief palace masters said the other day when they rejected the Bazong warriors.

They just wanted to see the jokes of the Lord of the Eight Palaces.

Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, "Before you sneer, you might as well take a look at how many catties you are."

"Don't try to count your breath and smile, and you lost your life."

Eight sects, those strong elders who protect the law, may be qualified to provoke and ridicule here.

But these ordinary disciples are obviously not qualified.

Because, it is very likely that the young man in front of him will get angry at every turn, and they will become cold corpses.

Whoosh...

Xiao Yi flashed with Yiyi's figure, and instantly fell onto the city wall.

The group of eight martial artists surrounded by them had not even realized how the two disappeared in their encirclement.

"Who is in charge here?" Xiao Yi said indifferently.

The voice fell for a moment, and the big city wall immediately shook inexplicably.

Swish...wish...wish...

Within the fortress, the breath of the strong came instantly.

A group of figures quickly jumped onto the city wall.

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