The Northern Liang Immortal Dynasty, originally an inconspicuous Immortal Dynasty, became the next target of attack by the Immortal Yuanzun, and masters from all sides gathered here, and there were about five people in the Creator of the Nine Tribulations!

A fierce battle was breaking out at the border between the Northern Liang Immortal Dynasty and the Xuanhuang Immortal Dynasty. There were as many as millions of monks participating in the battle, and there were all levels of practice, but the two sides had a tacit understanding and did not use the existence of the Immortal King level. The strongest creator was only five kalpas.

Because if an existence above the Immortal King level is used, there will inevitably be a seven-tribulation creator and eight-tribulation creator on the battlefield. In this way, the nine-tribulation creator will not take long to come on the field. This is something that neither side is willing to see, and they are trying their best to avoid. After all, if the nine-tribulation creator really wants to fight, I am afraid that an immortal dynasty will be implicated to ashes and become ruins, and there is no point in fighting.

As for the appearance of the Demon Lord Huanxi and others, it only acted as a deterrent. At this moment, including the Demon Lord Huanxi, five creators of the Nine Tribulations stood in the void, looking coldly at the battlefield fighting below, but their attention was concentrated in the opposite void, and a breath that appeared like shadows.

The battle lasted for half a month, and finally ended with a draw between the two sides. The monks on both sides died 30 to 40% of the broken corpses of hundreds of thousands of monks remained on the battlefield, and the blood flowed into a river. The strong smell of blood attracted the attention of many monsters, but they knew in their hearts that if they came to pick up such a battle, they would definitely die without a place to bury them.

"You guess that one is the Demon Corpse Yuanzun or the Killing Immortal Yuanzun?"

"I can't guess that both of them are saints of the corpse kings, and their auras are extremely similar."

"Their purpose is obviously not to conquer the entire Central Continent. With the Daoyan Immortal Emperor here, they know that this goal cannot be achieved at all."

"Corpse Qi, the Immortal Yuanzun has been suppressed for so many years. This time he was born, it obviously requires a large amount of fresh corpse Qi to restore his cultivation to his peak."

"It's a pity that the Daoyan Immortal Emperor did not take action. We and everyone could not defeat the joining forces between the Immortal Yuan Zun and the Demon Corpse Yuan Zun, so they could only lead them to the nose."

After returning to the immortal capital of the Northern Liang Immortal Dynasty, Huanxi Demon Lord and others sat in a hall with a solemn expression.

"If Liudao and Jiuyou had not been seriously injured by Lu Xianyuan Zun in the Dead Valley, the current situation might not have been so tragic. They were afraid that they would be infected with the corpse energy of Lu Xianyuan Zun, and they would not be able to recover without decades."

The Demon Lord of Joy said lightly.

At this moment, a monk hurriedly broke into the hall. The five creators of the Nine Tribulations, including the Demon Lord Huanxi, all looked at the monk. His cold eyes immediately made him shudder.

"Demon Lord!"

This monk was Zhuge Tao's subordinate, the guy who was sent to the message by Ning Qi. When he saw the Demon Lord Huanxi, he showed a hint of sadness and anger on his face.

"Why are you so panicked?"

The Demon Lord of Joy frowned.

"Ning Beixuan has returned to Xuanzhen Immortal Realm, and even the Great Elder Zhuge Tao has died in his hands."

The monk whispered.

Ning Beixuan?

The expression of the Demon Lord Huanxi changed slightly. When the other creators of the Nine Tribulations heard this name, they remembered that the wanted order issued by the Demon Lord Huanxi was not this son? This son actually dared to show up and even killed a great elder of the Demon Lord Huanxi?

"Where are the others?"

The face of the Demon Lord Huanxi turned a little cold.

"Apart from me and a few others, the rest of them were unable to escape from the Xuanzhen Immortal Realm."

A hint of horror flashed in the monk's eyes.

"I understand this."

The Demon Lord Huan nodded lightly.

At this time, another roar came from outside, "The Xuanhuang Immortal Dynasty has started attacking again!"

"Happy, why not go back and deal with this matter first. It should be enough for me to be in charge."

The contemporary master of the inner demon sect smiled slightly and said.

"That's what you want."

The Demon Lord of Joy bowed his hand.

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A continuous mountain range gathers hundreds of markets of all sizes, because in the center of the mountain range, it is one of the seven major sects, the mountain gate of the Huanxi Demon Sect. There will be many subordinate forces and markets around it in the top sects like this.

Most of them rely on the cultivation resources leaked from the fingers of the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect to survive.

At this moment, there were groups of young monks, either in the Doudan realm, the eternal life realm, or the Dharma-Earth realm, who were heading towards the mountain gate of the Huanxi Demon Sect.

"From here, as long as we can pass the eighteen levels, we will have the opportunity to be taken to the disciples of the Huanxi Demon Sect. At this time, you have to help each other because no one can guarantee that you will be stuck at which level. You understand the new one, right?"

A great perfectionist of the Dharma Realm of Dharma Realm fell on Ning Qi, his brows frowned slightly, and he was a little dissatisfied.

The others were quite respectful to him, calling out to the senior brother. However, this guy, although his cultivation level was a bit unsightly, he spoke very little. When he talked to him, he basically nodded and shook his head, making people feel a little arrogant. If it weren't for the difficulty of these eighteen levels and Ning Qi seemed a little tricky, he would have let Ning Qi get out long ago.

"Um."

Ning Qi nodded faintly, but his eyes were observing these eighteen levels. The difficulty of each level was about several times more difficult than the previous level. There was a trace of breath on it, which made Ning Qi quite familiar. It was obvious that these eighteen levels were personally laid by the Demon Lord of Huanxi, covering the mountains that ranged from tens of thousands of miles, and the center was where the Demon Sect was located.

"Damn it, find a chance to throw him here later."

A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the Great Perfection Cultivator of the Dharma Realm, but it was very calm on the surface. Then, under his leadership, everyone began to pass the level.

It went smoothly at the beginning, and we cooperated with each other to get around the ninth level, but at the tenth level, even the monk who was in the Great Perfection of Dharma Realm had no choice. No matter what, he didn't know where the key to breaking the level was.

When he racked his brains, he saw Ning Qi as if he was here to travel around the mountains and rivers. His face suddenly showed an unhappy look. He couldn't help but scold him directly, "From the beginning, you have not done your best and have been careless. Do you want to use us all the way to overcome these eighteen levels?"

Everyone was already angry because they were stuck here. When they heard this, they immediately looked at Ning Qi with bad eyes.

Ning Qi smiled and slapped it out with a gentle palm.

The barriers at this level were split into pieces in an instant. When everyone saw this scene, they immediately took a breath and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.

"Is this level broken like this?"

"So the key point is here. He is a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, right?"

The Great Perfection Cultivator of the Dharma Realm looked at Ning Qi in disappointment, then greeted everyone, and walked into the next level happily.
Chapter completed!