Although the Northern Region and Zhongzhou have not completely cut off contact, the links of this contact are all in the hands of several major forces.

This kind of connection is the kind that only communicates with each other for decades or even hundreds of years, and will not inform each other of what happens at any time.

After all, this kind of information is expensive to pass.

So so far, the Northern Region knows that the seal of the southern desert failed to seal the town, and there are not many people in the demon clan who are preparing to seal the town of Xizhou again.

As for the demon clan's preparations for the Northern Territory, this is Zhao Yang's speculation, and even he himself dare not be too sure.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhao Yang said lightly: "Two years ago, the army of demon clans sealed the southern wilderness, and was destroyed by mysterious powers. The sealed town was not completely sealed. Therefore, the demon clan wants to regain his face."

The demon clan sealed the southern wilderness? Regain face?

When everyone heard Zhao Yang's words, everyone's bodies were shocked.

If this is the case, wouldn’t the Northern Region be in danger of repeating the mistakes of Western Australia?

"The demon race spent a lot of effort to seal the town of Xizhou ten thousand years ago. Do they want to attack the Northern Region this time?" an old man whispered.

If the demon clan is determined to face the Northern Region, then everyone's way of dealing with it will change again.

"I wonder what Vice President Zhao said, is there any basis?"

Someone looked at Zhao Yang unwillingly and asked.

Zhao Yang smiled but said nothing.

"You can figure out anything when you go to the snowy mountain." Zhuge Hengtian, who was in charge, said out loud.

Everyone is curious about Zhao Yang’s origin, but it’s better not to ask the bottom of some things.

Zhuge Hengtian was also very curious about Zhao Yang, but he would never inquire about his origin.

"Old Ancestor Hengtian, what should we do if the demon clan really made the abacus on Fengzhen's entire Northern Region this time?" asked a gray-haired old man in a deep voice.

Everyone immediately looked at Zhuge Hengtian.

Here he is the oldest and the strongest, and is the backbone of everyone.

"Thinking too much is useless. Anyway, if the demon clan wants to seal the northern region, old bones like me must be removed." Zhuge Hengtian said leisurely with indifferent expression.

Zhao Yang looked up at him, and the yard was very embarrassed when he said this.

The demon clan may not necessarily kill many people, but the strong people in the human clan must be sorted out. Zhuge Hengtian couldn't escape, and not many of them were present could escape.

At this moment, Zhuge Hengtian's expression moved and said lightly: "Come in and talk."

Zhuge Hong, who was usually very calm, came quickly, bowed to everyone, and whispered loudly: "Da Lun Mingwang Temple has set up a ten thousand lotus array in the river without shore, refining 300,000 demon clans day and night, and conquering the demon clan's late-stage Qingmang Jiao as a mount."

There was a breath of breath in the courtyard, and Zhao Yang sighed slightly in his heart.

This shorelessness is really soaring into the sky.

Qingmang Jiao is the emperor of the Northern Sea Ferris tribe, and was actually subdued by Wushang.

And in one battle, the 300,000 demon clans were refining, and the more they were refining.

"Millions of demon clan army were defeated and retreated 300 miles. Wu Yan had already taken the guardians of Dalun Mingwang Temple to Daxue Mountain." Sure enough, Zhuge Hong revealed the answer.

As soon as Dalun Mingwang Temple took action, the situation in the northern region was reversed immediately.

The expressions of the people here did not improve at this time.

The demon clan is not my race, Buddhism is not a good bird...

The sword cultivators at Daxue Mountain have always been wary of Buddhism. Today they can refine 300,000 demon clans, and in the future, these monks can also do the work of refining 300,000 human clans.

"What do Buddhism want to do this time?" a man asked in a deep voice.

Dalun Mingwang Temple could have been alone, but the Northern Region storm had little to do with them, but they took the initiative to stand up and say that there was no plan in it, that would be a hell.

As for the Ming King Zhenshi, it is a joke. Even if the Demon Lord comes, it is more realistic than the Ming King Zhenshi.

But these careful monks must have some plans.

Zhao Yang recalled that Wu Yan did not chase after Mu Canghe, but went straight up along the river.

He is going to Daxue Mountain.

Why?

Who else goes to Daxue Mountain?

Zhao Yang was shocked and said incrediblely: "Sword Tomb?"

Sword Tomb?

What did the monk from Daxue Mountain do when he went to Jianzhong?

"All the sword-bearing people and the sword-bearing people recommended them have gone to the sword tomb." A flash of inspiration flashed, and Zhao Yang's heart became bright.

"You mean, Daxue Mountain will summon Wushang to the sword tomb and inherit—"

Someone exclaimed.

"Impossible, Wufeng has already achieved the Nascent Soul." Someone raised objections.

"Who said he is the Nascent Soul?" Zhao Yang's eyes showed light and he said loudly: "The Buddhist temple has the blessing of relics, and the relics can be stripped away at any time, restored to the foundation building, or even the realm of Qi refining."

This is cheating, but since he was asked to come, he had acquiesced to cheating.

"Does the Master of Snow Mountain Sword want to choose a Buddhist practitioner as his heir?" Someone whispered unwillingly.

There are tens of millions of sword cultivators under the jurisdiction of Daxue Mountain. Why do you want a monk to be the sword master?

"He is a Buddhist practitioner, and he was a member of the Spirit Demon Clan, and he has a good relationship with the Daxue Mountain Sword Cultivator." Zhao Yang added in his heart that this guy has a good relationship with him, and his bloodline power still needs it.

If Wu Yan is the master of the sword, there is no need to mention the relationship between Buddhism. Even the Spirit Demon clan has to save some face. This is really the best choice.

After Zhao Yang reminded everyone, they were thinking. From this point of view, it was really possible that the shorelessness of the people was found.

Zhao Yang raised his head, and Zhuge Hengtian also looked at him.

Zhao Yang bowed to Zhuge Hengtian, and Zhuge Hengtian smiled and waved his hand.

Zhao Yang turned around and said, "Little Zhuge, come with me."

Zhuge Hong hurriedly bowed to everyone and followed Zhao Yang out of the courtyard.

The people in the courtyard were a little puzzled. Why did Zhao Yang leave without a sound?

"The Deputy Director Zhao is known as the Liangyi Sword. It is said that his sword skills are great. And I think he has been suppressing his cultivation. Could it be that he is also determined to compete?" As Zhao Yang and Zhuge Hong left, an old man suddenly spoke.

"Haha, young people, they should be competitive." Zhuge Hengtian smiled without commenting.

It's true!

If Ji Cangsheng really transformed into Taoism, Zhuge Hengtian would not be able to be the lord of the Great Snow Mountain. After all, they are people of the same era. But this does not mean that Zhuge Hengtian did not have the intention to be the lord of the Northern Region Sword Cultivator.

If you don’t become the lord of the Great Snow Mountain, you can fully train a junior to take the position of the lord of the Great Snow Mountain.

"boom--"

Countless roars in the void were heard, and a series of inspiration flashed.

These masters in the courtyard all poked out their divine thoughts and sensed the changes outside.

In a moment, more than a hundred flying boats cut through the sky and left.

The direction to go is the rear.

"Personal Office Zhao is mainly going to fight the demon clan?" someone whispered.

"If you want to fight against Wushang, how can you do without a record?" someone said lightly.

"Haha, this Liangyi Sword has a brilliant style. We may have the honor of seeing it today."

"It's just that the demon clan is powerful, I'm afraid it's not that easy to deal with..."

Some people whispered with some concern.

I just looked up at Zhuge Hengtian, but I was still calm and could not tell why.

On the light curtain on the Magnetic Mountain, less than a hundred flying boats slowly retreated, and in front was a surging army of demons.

"arrive!"

Someone shouted softly, and saw nearly a hundred flying boats rushing into the battlefield with their spiritual light in the light screen.

Seeing the picture in the light curtain, such thoughts arose in everyone's mind.

"Look at how capable Zhao Yang is."

More than two hundred flying boats flew scattered, and opposite were dark demon clouds.

"boom!"

The light curtain trembled and all the pictures disappeared.

"What's going on!"
Chapter completed!