The Golden-winged Roc King was proudly alone, with Ning Ji's trembling flying sword between his fingers, and his eyes were arrogant and arrogant.

When Master Meng saw King Dapeng returning to the battlefield, his face changed. He pulled Ning Ji, who was trying to recall the flying sword with his spiritual power, flew back, with an extremely solemn expression.

Seeing Master Meng's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, King Dapeng smiled disdainfully, relaxed his fingers slightly, and the flying sword in his hand instantly turned into a stream of light and quickly fell back to Ningji.

"Why should Master Meng be so worried? Are you still afraid that I will take action against you two younger generations?"

King Dapeng said with a sneer and disdainful look on his face.

"Hmph, the person who saved you will leave quickly, and see you on the battlefield tomorrow."

Before Master Meng could speak, a cold response sounded behind him.

When the two looked back, they found that it was the Sword Saint who had stood behind them at some point.

"Sword Saint, are you back? General Feng and the others?"

Ling Ruoxu interrupted Master Meng with a light wave of his hand and said, "Will Feng Xing and the others come back in a short time? You can release Boy Zhuo, and then today's war ends here. Call all the Earth Immortal Realms back to the conference hall. I have important notice."

Zhuo Yuming was chatting with Yuan Sheng's soul in Haoran Heaven and Earth. Suddenly, a whirlpool appeared in the sky. The huge suction force instantly sucked Zhuo Yuming away from the stool in front of Bailu Academy. The next moment, after a dizzy moment, Zhuo Yuming appeared again on the battlefield of the 100,000 mountains.

"Senior, why are you the only one coming back?"

Looking around, he saw that only the Sword Saint appeared on the battlefield, while the rest of the Heavenly Realm did not exist. Even the black armor that Master Meng and his friends had surrounded and killed had disappeared. Zhuo Yuming asked the Sword Saint curiously.

"Let's talk about it when you go back."

The Sword Saint answered briefly and then grabbed Zhuo Yuming's shoulder, stood up and flew towards the Demon-Suppressing City.

After about half an hour of touching, all the human monks returned to the Demon-Suppressing City.

After all the earth immortal cultivators gathered in the conference hall, the sword saint finally spoke up about the issue that everyone was most concerned about.

"General Feng and others are still in that heavenly palace. This time we reached a consensus with the demon clan that no one will participate in the war. Master Meng doesn't have to participate in the war this time. We will continue to stay in the heavenly palace until the war ends. General Wang Jian, the command of the war will be given to you and everyone will be in full command. You should kill as many low-level demon clans as possible in the battle. We have the advantage of the number of people in the earthly fairy battlefield. You don't have to exchange your life with Duizi's means, just keep it steady. Ning Ji, be careful later, don't be too radical, I'm afraid you will be targeted by the demon clan."

After the sword saint finished speaking, everyone in the field was shocked.

Logically speaking, eight celestial beings participated in this battle, and the scale and formation were far higher than last time. But because of the mysterious palace, the celestial beings in the realm of heaven and man are now not involved in the battle. Moreover, even the peak earth immortals like Master Meng who are enough to shake the battlefield trend, holding the treasure of the God-forbidden treasure in their hands did not participate in the battle. For a moment, they were all worried.

"Sword Saint, how dare you ask where that heavenly palace came from? Why all so many of you heavenly realms have entered the heavenly palace and abandoned the battle."

Yu Ruizhou, wearing a flat crown and a beautiful body of beauty, suddenly asked.

When everyone saw Yu Ruizhou first raised the most concerned issue, they all turned their doubts to the Sword Saint.

"The origin of that heavenly palace is not suitable for you to tell you for the time being, but it is not on the side of the demon clan, so don't worry. As for the Heavenly Man Realm not to participate in the war, it is a consensus reached between us and the demon clan, and it is also to limit the damage caused by the war between the Heavenly Man Realm. Moreover, the battle between our Heavenly Man Realm is extremely difficult to distinguish between life and death, so you don't have to hope to dominate the direction of the entire war through the victory or defeat of the Heavenly Man Realm."

The Sword Saint spoke lightly. Although he explained a few words to everyone, he still could not tell the origin of the mysterious Heavenly Palace.

But the Sword Saint has already said everything, so everyone can no longer ask questions.

"Okay, let's stop here today. Please be careful about the subsequent war. Master Meng, let's go with me."

After saying that, the Sword Saint got up and walked out the door. Master Meng got up and bowed deeply to everyone, and turned around to follow the Sword Saint except the Council Hall.

After the Sword Saint and Master Meng left together, General Wang Jian took over the discussion and reviewed the war in the daytime and discussed the strategic policies after the formulation with a group of earth immortal cultivators and several generals of the human coalition. For a time, the convention hall became popular again.

After the Sword Saint and Master Meng left the South City Tower, they flew towards the city.

Zhuo Yuming was sitting at the table, chatting about the daytime war with Qi Huan. There was a porcelain bowl in front of them, and a pot of wine was placed alone on the table, without a stack of side dishes.

Although Qi Huan's expression was calm, Zhuo Yuming also noticed that his aura was slightly unstable, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of secret injuries during the battle in the daytime war. He could also understand that Qi Huan was on the one hand because he was a disciple of the Sword Saint, and he must have been charged in the battlefield to kill demons. On the other hand, he was probably stuck at the peak of Guizang, and wanted to break through the bottleneck and step into the land gods with the fierce fighting on the battlefield. During the daytime, Qi Huan was always in the forefront. Four demon cultivators in Guizang were killed by the flying sword, and countless Yuanying golden elixirs under Guizang were even more shattered. Even the sword named "Wentian" given by the deceased master was completely shattered.

"People who practice Taoism should not be too attached to external things, otherwise the Taoist mind will be difficult to be perfect."

Zhuo Yuming, who had heard Qi Huan mention the origin of the sword before, naturally knew that he felt regret and sad. After a sip of wine, Zhuo Yuming also comforted him with warm words.

Qi Huan smiled faintly when he heard this, put down the wine bowl in his hand and said, "Don't worry, I still have this state of mind. But after all, it was the only thing left by my master. I emptied his wallet and exchanged it for me. It just broke down like this, and I felt a little distressed. In fact, that Wentian had been unable to bear my sword intent, but it was just a thought after all, so I kept it with me. But since this time it was completely gone, I would learn from Ningji when I turned around. I would just turn around and fly my natal flying sword, no longer hanging my sword."

"That's not. If you look back and find a good sword, and use it with a good hand, and hang a long sword around your waist, you will always have a more sword fairy style when you walk in the world. Maybe that fairy in the mountain gate will be attracted by your great sword fairy's outstanding character and throw herself into your arms."

Zhuo Yuming joked with a smile.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yuming put away his smile and said to Qi Huan: "Brother Qi, I am leaving the Demon-Shenzhen City for a while. When Senior Zhao and Ning Ji come back, you can tell me. This pot of wine will be paid for you. You will have to make a fortune in Qi Dajian Immortal. I hope that when you meet again, you have already achieved the realm of land immortals."

After saying that, Zhuo Yuming got up and hugged his fists.

When they flew out of the inn, the Sword Saint and Master Meng who had previously sent the sound were already standing over the inn and waiting quietly.
Chapter completed!