When Song Jian woke up, he felt a warm feeling around him. He barely opened his eyes, and the surroundings were filled with misty purple heat.

Song Jian moved a little, but found that his whole body was as heavy as sand, and his muscles could not be flexible.

"Where is this? Oh, yes, this is the hot spring in the Lengqiu King's Palace." Song Jian thought about it. He knew that although this purple hot spring was not sure what medicine was soaked in it, it could indeed restore the martial arts power as soon as possible.

Song Jian had no energy in his body. Even in this purple hot spring, the law in his body was recovered very slowly. Song Jian knew that this was a sequelae caused by excessive use of law in his body. This sequelae could even destroy the foundation of a warrior.

Song Jian stopped struggling, he was quietly soaking in the hot spring. He was thinking that Yuntian Sect should be ready to retreat at this time.

On the battlefield, there was no tragic battle, only the wailing of the wounded.

The Jiange warriors led by Song Jian killed all eleven warriors in the Yin-Yang realm. Of course, this was mainly due to the cooperation between Zhizhi and Song Jian. After killing four warriors, Song Jian had already exhausted his magic power and was unconscious, but Zhizhi still maintained his combat power. The eleven warriors in the Yin-Yang realm, Zhizhi defeated six of them by himself.

On the banks of the Wangshui River, because the disciples of Yuntian Sect have no support from the elders of Yin and Yang Realm, and they are on the surface of the Wangshui River and cannot use martial arts, they can only be beaten. In addition, the waves above the Wangshui River are surging, and the upstream of the river is stirred by demon warriors, causing many disciples of Yuntian Sect to be corroded by Wangshui.

This is the most exciting war that demon warriors have fought since the start of the Yuntian Sect and the Demon Clan. Because in this war, no one died on one side, but the other side suffered heavy losses.

"Come on, you cowards, you dirty humans." Niu Er stood by the river and cursed loudly.

The tired Jiange warriors behind them all looked dark, just thinking that they had not heard Niu Er's scolding.

Niu Er laughed loudly, and the people around him poked him.

"What are you doing? Haven't you seen me scolding you so much?" Niu Er turned around and stared at his tribe members.

The clan man pointed his fingers back gently.

Niu Er turned around and saw the expression of the man from Jiange. He knew that he had crossed the line when he cursed just now. He laughed and said, "Haha, what, brothers aren't dirty, it's my old cow who scolded him wrongly."

The four elders' faces became darker. He waved his hand and said, "You can do whatever you want."

As he said that, the four elders waved their hands, and the disciples supported each other and walked into the Ten Thousand Demon City.

On the battlefield, only eleven corpses were left, the corpses of Yin-Yang realm warriors!

Of course, storage bags, magic weapons, etc. have long been divided up by the disciples of Jiange.

Seeing the disciples of Jiange walking away, Niu Er became even more excited. He cursed loudly, and his voice spread far away to the other side of Wangshui River, making the remaining six elders of Yuntian Sect turn green.

"Has Lao Zhang and the others been wiped out?" An elder with his sleeves and an incredible expression on his face. If the eleven warriors in the Yin-Yang realm were placed in the Nanliyu area, they would have almost competed with one of the three religions.

"Aren't there only a few Yin-Yang Realm powerhouses left in the demon clan? How is that possible? Lao Zhang is about to advance to the middle level of Yin-Yang Realm." Another elder was even more shocked. At the same time, his heart was chilling and fearful.

"Great Elder, what should we do now?" the elder asked tremblingly.

"Get back! Alas, we must retreat." The Great Elder's face showed an unwilling expression, but more of it was a kind of sadness and regret.

"But when we return to Yuntian Sect, how do we explain to the Supreme Elder Pavilion and to other sects in Nanliyu? Those guys, especially Qianyu Sect, must be watching our jokes." Another elder said.

"There is no more help. Now this situation is not something we can decide. There are too many disciples who have died in this battle. If we continue to die, in half a year, my Yuntian Sect will be destroyed on its own." The Great Elder sighed. He was considering much more than ordinary elders.

When he heard the Great Elder's words, Elder Zhang's body was shocked. Only then did he remember that in this battle, not only did eleven elders in the Yin-Yang realm die, but more than 400 disciples in the Four-End Realm die. During the war in Wan Yao Valley during this period, too many disciples in the Four-End Realm die, and together, a thousand people have been lost. If this continues, the Yuntian sect will be in a fault. At that time, wasn't it the time when the Yuntian sect was destroyed?

"Yes, let's retreat." The elder said.

The elder waved his hand and said, "It is claimed to the outside world that we have opened the road to Wan Yao City, but there is the soul of the demon ancestor protecting it on Wan Yao City. My Yuntian Sect has to evacuate first, wait for the ancestor to come out of the mountain to break the soul of the demon ancestor. It also claims to the outside world that only dozens of disciples in the Four Passage Realm died."

After the Great Elder finished his order, he took everyone and left Wan Yao Valley quietly. Without the Supreme Elder, he could no longer fight this battle.

The elder knew that this time, not only would he have to face the problem of his great loss of strength, but more importantly, he would deal with the bastard Qianyu Sect. He suffered a great loss in Wan Yao Valley. Qianyu Sect must have known that they would take advantage of this opportunity and they would definitely suppress Yuntian Sect. Although they would not start a war, it would be inevitable to take advantage of it in secret, because they would predict that Yuntian Sect would not dare to fight back.

"Fuck!" The elder cursed angrily, feeling a little better in his chest. He took the remaining disciples and boarded the plane and flew towards Yuntian Sect.

Leng Qiu flew back again on the city tower, and at this time, the war was coming to an end. All the demon races were laughing and screaming excitedly. This was not only the most exciting time since the war started, but also the most exciting time for the demon warriors in the past hundred years. In the past hundred years, the demon race has been massacred and bullied by human warriors.

The head of the Thousand Locusts clan, Lu Tian, ​​looked a little gloomy. He did not have the joy of winning the battle, but instead had a little more solemnity and hesitation on his face.

"Queen." Lu Tian said.

Leng Qiu did not look back, but just said, "Say."

"My king, now is an opportunity." Locust Heavenly Dao.

Leng Qiu frowned slightly after hearing this. She turned around gently, looked at Locust and said, "What do you want to say."

Locust Tian was stared at by Leng Qiu's eyes, and he felt a little panicked, but he did not retreat. For the sake of the stability of the demon clan, he had to face some things.

"My king, I originally thought that the group of human warriors were just a group of escapees and a group of soft persimmons that could be slaughtered by others. So when they were in danger, our demon clan could accommodate them for the sake of the queen. However, my king, they are not, they are not a group of soft persimmons, they are fierce lions." Locust Tian lowered his hands on his legs, stood straight, and said with his head raised.

"Hmph, they are naturally very strong," Leng Qiu said.

"Yes, they are very strong, and they are a bit too strong. My king, they are a seed, the seed of the demon. If it breaks out, our Wan Yao City will become the world of their human warriors. I admit that the strength of our demon clan cannot stop them." Locust Tian spoke. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he had to face this problem honestly.

"Now, they are in a weak situation. The young man, Song Jian, is in a coma. My king, now is the best time for us to take action. Otherwise, when they recover, we will not be able to do it." Locust Tian looked at Leng Qiu seriously.

A little cold and harsh look flashed in Leng Qiu's eyes.

"Locust, I know you are considering the plan for the demon clan, but I know this in my mind. Song Jian is my friend, the kind of person who shares hardships and life and death. I know his character very well. It is best to buried your words in your heart forever and then disappear bit by bit. If I hear it again, you don't have to stay in the Ten Thousand Demons City." Leng Qiu finished speaking coldly, turned around and continued to look at the battlefield.

"My king, you are really so sure. This is related to the great cause of the demon clan." Lotus fell half-kneeled down and advised him again.

"Yes, I'm very sure, there's no need to worry about this." Leng Qiu's tone was extremely firm.

Locust Tian stood up and said, "Since the queen is so sure, Locust Tian will naturally obey the order. I hope the queen will not believe Song Jian incorrectly."

"No." Leng Qiu said softly, then stopped talking.

Locust Tian felt a little depressed, so he flew down and took his tribe members to clean the battlefield and investigate the situation.

Leng Qiu looked into the distance and felt that the people from Yuntian Sect were retreating, and they were leaving in shame.

Leng Qiu was a little unbelievable. Human warriors have always been the best at face. After suffering such a big loss, how could the people from Yuntian Sect just evacuated like this?

Frowning, Leng Qiu remembered that Song Jian was still in the hot spring, so he flew towards the palace of the king.

Since the last rebellion, there are no guards in the King's Hall, and even no maids. There is only Leng Qiu in the entire King's Hall. In the side hall on both sides of the King's Hall, there are the residences of the fat old women and the thin old women, but they are too old to be too lazy to move once.

Leng Qiu entered the palace of the king and quickly walked towards the hot spring.

In the hot spring, Song Jianshu was lying comfortably on the water surface, with his eyes closed, and he was wearing only a pair of pants. At this moment, a tent was actually raised under the pants.

Leng Qiu blushed, but she also knew that this was the reason why Song Jian was crazy about absorbing the law. Song Jian's realm was still too low. Longbu and Longbing were indeed a bit difficult for him to use.

"Gugu..."

The water in the hot spring suddenly boiled violently, and then a large amount of purple mist rushed towards Song Jian's body.

Leng Qiu was shocked and walked quickly, afraid that Song Jian would be in danger, but with a "bang", water splashed everywhere, and Song Jian had jumped high into the air, like a bare mermaid.
Chapter completed!