The demon king was silent when he heard this, and after a long time he sighed: "I regret not being able to kill this beast back then!"

It’s better to kill early, and it’s better to kill late. Since this is the case, it’s better to do it early.

He really regretted it, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine to buy!

What's more, with the blessing of the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, Zhang Bairen had a god incarnation to cover up the secrets of heaven. It was too difficult for the 100,000 mountains to take action on the territory of the human race!

"I just hope that the sheep will be restored, it's not too late!" The Great Saint of Wangyue looked at the demon king in the 100,000 mountains with his eyes.

"Zhang Bairen plans the world, and takes Tianzhu, Tubo, and the east to control the Turkic countries!" The demon king's eyes were full of murderous intent: "The Central Earth is all controlled by him. Now the Eight Immortals travel east, we can't continue to passively like this!"

"What is the master's plan?" A glimmer flashed in Wangyue's eyes.

"You Wangyue Clan was under the command of the Taiyin Fairy back then, and you could urge the will of the Taiyin Star to obtain the blessing of the Taiyin Star!" The demon king smiled and said, "The Turks have the bloodline of the wolf clan. Now that the Taiyin Fairy is in the world, you should ask the Taiyin Fairy to mobilize the power of the Taiyin to make the bloodline of the Turkic tribe return to the ancestors. This chess game set up in the past should be unveiled. If it is too late, I am afraid that things will be difficult to handle. I can't ask Zhang Bairen to continue to accumulate momentum."

Hearing this, the Great Sage of Wangyue nodded: "Don't worry, you can leave this matter to me. Now that the barrier of Jiuzhou is about to be broken, it is also the time for us to counterattack the human race."

But the Great Saint of Moon-Wanging the Moon disappeared, and he went straight back to the cave, looked at the tens of thousands of demon soldiers and generals under his command, and said loudly: "Children, hurry up and build the altar to start the Tianlang roaring ceremony!"

With a command, countless demon masters began to move, and the entire tribe became busy and began to build an altar.

In just half a day, the altar was built and tens of thousands of demon tribes gathered around the altar.

"Today's 16th is considered a full moon. Our master has recovered. Today, I would like to ask my master to come!" Xiaoyue Tianlang roared to the sky, and bonfires rose into the sky, and instantly rolled up flames. Countless tribes knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the bright moon in the sky.

"The Xiaoyue Clan, please ask the Lord God to give me mercy and will!" The demon saint's body twisted and turned into a white rhino, like a crystal clear jade without any impurities. Every hair and skin texture are as flawless as crystal.

The will of countless tribal people gathered together, accompanied by the overwhelming incense, leading to the dark place of the void.

Next moment

I saw that the bright moon, which was twisted, was gradually narrowing the distance, turning into the size of a wheel, shining on countless monsters.

The monsters greedily absorbed the power of the Taiyin Star, and their strength was actually increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Wangyue clan pays homage to the Lord of Taiyin!" The Great Sage of Wangyue bowed respectfully and crawled on the ground with a respectful look.

Even though he had broken the inner void, he still didn't dare to raise his head in the face of the pressure from the depths of his bloodline.

"Wangyue Clan?" A cold voice sounded between the sky and the earth, revealing a trace of memories and doubts.

"I didn't expect that the years have changed, and after billions of years, the Wangyue clan still has tribes!" Fairy Taiyin sighed.

"We ask the Lord to come today. We have important things to ask for, and we hope the Lord will fulfill it!" The Great Sage of Wangyue said respectfully.

"I already know what you think, what you want, what you want. Don't say much, I already know!" The will of the Taiyin Fairy gradually dissipated, but the power of the Taiyin increased by dozens of times in an instant. She flew into the body of the monks of the Wangyue clan, washed the marrow and hair in an instant, and her strength improved by leaps and bounds, and her bloodline was purified.

The twisted void returned to peace, and the full moon passed away, leaving countless members of the Wangyue tribe practicing and receiving the blessings of the Taiyin.

The endless desolate Taiyin Star, the Taiyin Fairy lay in the crystal coffin, a wisp of will returned to her body, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised:

"Interesting. I didn't expect that I would have this move. I'm going to make a move next. I wonder if you can take it down!"

The world of humanity

Zhang Bairen looked at the direction of the Hundred Thousand Mountains with a serious look, and a sharpness appeared in his eyes, and his fingers gently tapped his knees: "The will of the Taiyin Fairy descended on the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but it was not good! I didn't expect that the Taiyin Fairy actually had a connection with the Hundred Thousand Mountains! The strength of the Hundred Thousand Mountains should not be underestimated."

Hundreds of thousands of mountains have been living in seclusion, and have been recuperating for thousands of years. There are so many masters hidden in it that no one can predict.

Zhang Bairen stroked his chin and looked into the distance. After a while, he closed his eyes: "As long as the plan to travel east is successful, whether it is a hundred thousand mountains or dragon clans, he can only be crushed in the face of the general trend of heaven and earth."

"No matter what conspiracy you have, I will just crush you!" A cold light appeared in Zhang Bairen's eyes.

Turkic

Endless grassland tribe

The leaders of the Eastern Turkic race gathered together at this time, their eyes full of solemnity. In this endless dark night, there were only horses neighing uneasy.

No bonfire

Or, I dare not light a bonfire

More than thirty leaders of all sizes gathered together at this time and sat in a punch. There was no horse milk wine or roasted lamb, but only coldness and silence.

In the middle of the crowd, an old man sat cross-legged with strange patterns on his forehead and various talismans were covered with all kinds of talismans.

"High Priest, you are the only remaining old man in the tribe. Zhuo County is simply too much. He actually used my grassland to train troops and herd horses on my grassland! The eighteen cavalry of Yanyun chased and killed all the tribes on my grassland day and night, and hoped that the high priest would give us instructions."

The days of the grassland in recent years have not been ordinary. Although the grassland was established and took the opportunity to restore some of its glory in the past, the eighteen cavalry of Yanyun broke through to the eighteen powerful men of the Tao and launched a bloody recovery on the grassland.

The grassland is famous for nomadic things. The Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun comes and goes like the wind to support the battle. As long as a tribe goes out to graz, they will inevitably be hunted by the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun and become the nourishment for the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun.

Yanyun's Eighteen Knights practiced the blood magic skill. They used the blood of grassland creatures as nutrients to kill the grassland people to make people turbulent, and they were afraid that more than one hundred million people would die.

Now, what the grassland lacks is no longer cattle and sheep, but population.

As long as you are a man, no matter young or old, as long as you encounter it, you will be killed all of them and there is no reason to be spared.

The Eighteen Turkic Iron Cavalry came and went like the wind. Even the strong men of the Turkic Empire could not do anything to each other. Although the Turkic Khan had dragon energy, they had not yet waited for the Turkic Khan to react. The convenience had disappeared from the grassland, leaving only wreckage on the ground.

Facing the eighteen cavalry who came and went like the wind and killed people without blinking, the Turkic Khan could do nothing.

The Turkic nomadic tribe had a dozen small people and a few thousand people with a small size. Facing the eighteen Supreme Dao Powerful Ones and those who practiced the blood magic skills, they could kill them all in just a few breaths in the blink of an eye, and they could not allow the other party to react at all.

"Mochu Khan is in seclusion, thinking about ways to curb the eighteen cavalry. Now the eighteen cavalry is becoming more and more cruel. The speed of our childbirth every year can be as fast as the other party's massacre. This guy is treating us as livestock and constantly slaughtering and using it! Now I can only ask you to be the master!" The resentment in the words of the leaders was soaring.

Hearing this, the old man in the center slowly opened his eyes, and a full moon appeared in his eyes. It seemed that a dreamy and hazy figure of the confusing being flashed by:

"The glory of our ancestors is about to return, the ancient gods have given their will, and the time for my grassland tribe to counterattack Middle Earth is about to come! Mochu Khan will come out of seclusion tonight, and I will go to see Khan!"

The priest slowly stood up and walked out of the darkness. He looked at the corpse on the ground, and the flames rose in his hands, and countless corpses turned into ashes.

Turkic royal court

However, with the scale of the Central Plains Prefecture, the qi channels within it flowed. Although it was not magnificent, it also looked a bit civilized.

"Sir, Khan has been waiting for you in the palace!" Everyone returned to the imperial city, and there were guards waiting for him.

Everyone nodded when they heard this, walked straight through the layers of portals, and came to the palace.

Mochukhan stood in front of a map, looking at the map with his back to the hall.

"We'll pay homage to the Khan!"

The leaders all bowed together.

"How many people died this time?" Mochu Khan came to his senses and turned to sweep over his subordinates.

Everyone was silent when they heard this, and their faces were sad. After a while, they saw the high priest croaking and said, "Five thousand! We are going too slowly. After we go, the other party has already withdrawn."

"It's useless to go quickly! The eighteen strong men of the other party, although the leaders of the other party are extremely powerful, they are still difficult to stop the opponent's edge and will inevitably be killed by the opponent! You should be glad that you didn't hit the opponent!" Mochuo Khan sighed: "It's because I am incompetent, which makes you scared day and night, and your people are slaughtered and helpless! I would rather fight the other party to the death than to live in such a life all day. However... We are shouldering the heavy responsibility of tribal inheritance. Compared with massacre and humiliation, inheritance is better than anything else. Even if the other party treats us as cattle and sheep, we have to endure it! For the tribe! For the inheritance!"

"As long as you don't die, there will always be a chance to rise and revenge!"

When the leaders heard this, the high priest smiled: "Don't blame yourself, will you not be able to hear that the times will be active? Now that my Turkic god is resurrected, the eighteen cavalry will not be able to be proud of it for a long time, and our chance to counterattack Middle Earth has come."

"Oh? How can you explain this?" The tribal leaders looked at the old priests one after another.

The old priest bowed to the sky with a pious expression: "The Lord of the Wolf God is above, and the Supreme Lord of our tribe has been resurrected. He has just given a decree to set up an altar, accept the glory of our ancestors, and receive the baptism of the power of the Yin. This is the opportunity to soar into the sky to counterattack Middle Earth."

"Take it seriously!" Mochukhan stood up happily.

The other leaders also looked at the old priests in the field with bright eyes.
Chapter completed!