The personal sycophant of the villainous empress

Qingzhou's cake is only so big. If it is to support a holy land, how much meat should other forces give away.

Therefore, it would be a sign of good conscience for other forces not to add insult to injury this time.

As for the demonic cultivator causing trouble... Anyway, the demonic path will definitely alarm the merchants after this move. They don't dare to stay in Qingzhou longer. A small loss is nothing. On the contrary, if Tianshui Sect falls, they can get more meat.

Not to mention people like Xiao Laogui, who are directly colluding with the devil.

"Jiejie, is this the right way? It's really hypocritical." The leader of the Blood River sneered.

"No matter how bad the righteous path is, it is still the righteous path." Old Ghost Xiao glanced at the Blood River Cult Master and said.

Demonic cultivators have no sense of loyalty, let alone unity, and internal fighting is much more serious than the righteous path. Today you betray me, and tomorrow I will stab you in the back. The master uses his disciples to make elixirs, and the disciples send the master back to the west. It is a traditional skill to defeat the superior. Even if the sect is about to be destroyed, the fight will not be forgotten.

No matter how hypocritical and upright the righteous way is, bullying small sects and casual cultivators, there is still a layer of cover-up, and things will not be done blatantly, and they will restrict each other even more.

If not for this, the Demonic Dao would not have suffered such a disastrous defeat in the face of the encirclement and suppression by the great merchants and many sects.

Even though the Demonic Way is now so suppressed that it cannot hold its head up, Dashang's original Demonic Way sect has basically gone to those small countries in the North to survive, and the internal fighting has not stopped.

"Okay." The scar-faced man shouted to stop the quarrel between the two.

"What we have to do now is to defeat Tianshui Sect, not quarrel here."

His words still had a certain effect. They assigned tasks and commanded the demon cultivators under their command to attack the Tianshui Sect's sect-protecting formation.

These low-level magic cultivators are all cannon fodder. They are perfect for exploring paths and consuming opponents. Just call them in again when they are used up.

Anyway, the magic skills can be practiced quickly and are most suitable for recruiting cannon fodder. Especially after the North Blood Demon Sect began to breed humans and animals through the method of collecting objects, the cost of practicing magic skills has been reduced again. This kind of low-level magic skills can be used casually. Can cultivate a bunch of them.

And if the Chunyangs among them were injured by this formation and affected their subsequent battles, it would be unsightly.

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"Demon cultivators invade!"

Looking at the dark mass of demonic cultivators in front of them, the Tianshui Sect disciples were startled.

At a rough glance, it seemed that there were no less than one hundred thousand demon cultivators attacking, creating a scene of ten thousand demons attacking the mountain.

Every demon cultivator has a lot of resentment and blood in him.

The monstrous demonic resentment even slightly affected the weather, with dark clouds billowing and thunder snakes roaring.

How could there be so many demon cultivators hidden in Qingzhou!

Tianshui Sect quickly entered the highest level of alert.

In fact, only a small part of these demon cultivators came from Qingzhou, and most of the rest came from several other demonic forces.

Although the whole group cannot be said to be elite, they are at the lowest level in the spiritual realm. Among them, there are dozens of Zifu monks, and their strength can be said to be strong.

Fortunately, these people were blocked by the formation at this time and could not come in for a while.

Even so, many disciples who were accustomed to a peaceful life were eclipsed. They had always lived under the protection of the Tianshui Sect. They had never seen such a battle.

Many demonic cultivators were holding various magic weapons, whether they were skeletons or soul flags, and they charged at the mountain guarding formation with all their magic power for free.

Each and every one of them faithfully performed their tasks without daring to neglect.

If the Tianshui Sect cannot be defeated within twenty-four hours, they will all die.

Our own Chunyang knows the nature of these demon cultivators best. In order to prevent these people from being lazy and fishing in troubled waters, they have placed restrictions on each of them.

Under the vigorous attack of hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators, some ripples appeared in the sect-protecting formation.

Although these people cannot break the sect-protecting formation for the time being, they can drastically increase the consumption of the sect-protecting formation.

It will be dangerous if Chunyang takes action again.

"Master, hasn't he left seclusion yet?" Feng Luan looked towards the back mountain, with a flash of worry in his eyes.

This demonic cultivator doesn't take her eyes seriously. If she is willing to go out, she can easily wipe out all the more than 100,000 demonic cultivators.

But in this way, she did not think that there was no pure Yang behind these demon cultivators.

It's worth it to exchange more than 100,000 cannon fodder demon cultivators for a pure Yang warrior.

As for the current Tianshui Sect, there is no other pure Yang besides her.

However, worrying could not change anything. She could only hope that Mu Ningzhen would get out of confinement as soon as possible.

After comforting the panicked disciples, she felt a little tired. The burden of Tianshui Sect was now on her body, making her dare not relax.

At this time, Su An came over and said, "Fellow Daoist Feng is worried about the demon cultivators outside."

"Hey, I made fellow Taoist laugh." Feng Luan sighed.

It was a joke to be pressed up against the mountain gate by a group of demon cultivators and forced to dare not go out.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, please don't disturb me. Everyone in the demon cultivator will be killed. Naturally, I will not stand by and watch. I have notified the Qingzhou Xuandiao Department this time. I think someone will come to reinforce him soon." Su An consoled him.

Feng Luan glanced at Su An in surprise. She had notified the Qingzhou government before, but received no response.

Immediately, her face lit up with joy, and she bowed deeply to Su An, "Fellow Daoist Su is righteous!"

Even if Tianshui Sect is breached, it will not have any impact on Su An. With that terrifying fairy boat, he can escape alone.

But he still chose to ignore the past grudges and take the initiative to help.

Fellow Daoist Su is indeed a man of noble character!

Feng Luan felt more guilty and fond of Su An.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, you don't have to be polite." Su An quickly stepped forward and grabbed Feng Luan's arms, helped her up, and said with a righteous face: "This is also my duty. How can I tolerate the devil cultivator as long as I am here?" rampant."

"I still have to thank fellow Daoist Su." Feng Luan smiled, and the pressure on his shoulders seemed to be lighter.

"By the way, where is Qin Yun?" Su An asked casually.

"Xiaoyun?"

Feng Luan was stunned. It seemed that she had not seen Qin Yun's figure until now, nor was she guarding the mountain gate or investigating the enemy's situation.

"Could it be..."

She said goodbye to Su An and came to Qin Yun's courtyard. When she saw Qin Yun who was sleeping soundly as expected, her face suddenly sank.

With a slight lift of his palm, Qin Yun flipped out and the bed collapsed.

"Who! Who hit me?" Qin Yun turned over with an angry face and said angrily.

He had clearly touched the opportunity to break through the Life Pill just now, but it was knocked out by this blow. How could he not be angry?

"it's me!"

Feng Luan's voice sounded, with a bit of suppressed anger.

"Ah, Senior Sister, how come it's you." Seeing that the person who came was Feng Luan, Qin Yun's anger instantly disappeared. He touched his head with some enthusiasm and complained: "Senior Sister, I came as soon as I came. Wake me up." What should I do? I still have to sleep."

If he hadn't been forcefully awakened, he might have broken through the life pill.