Outside the void billions of miles away, there are countless demons surrounded by the glorious world, and more than ten demon kings urged their commands to fight hard.

In a cloud light, there are countless immortals in various sects who also raise up their magic power to kill the demons.

The sky and the earth were dark and the sun and the moon were gone. I don’t know how many years it took to fight and when will it be a result.

Wang Chong couldn't help but throw himself into the great realm ahead. Seeing the fierce fighting between the immortals who protected the realm and the billions of demons over there, he could not control his escape method, and he felt a little sad.

The little thief demon's soul was forcibly sent by Yan Zhenjun, so he could not escape from the escape method. He could only watch the battlefield get closer and closer, and finally crashed into the battle group.

"Master cheated me!"

The mysterious magic light outside Wang Chong's body was impacted by the demonic energy of countless demons, becoming thinner and thinner. Finally, with a loud bang, it exploded countless times.

Yan Qing Zhenjun's magic power sent his disciple across countless voids and sent him to Yan Motian, and finally exhausted it.

As soon as Wang Chong was free, he was surrounded by countless demons.

The little thief demon looked in a panic and looked around, as if he was powerless. He was rushed up by several demons and immediately tore into a fan.

These demons immediately scattered everywhere, and no one felt it. A face appeared on his back. It was Xiao Wang Chong, who possessed the demon.

After being torn into a "fan" by the demon, Wang Chong immediately used the magic of demon possession, differentiated the demon consciousness, and placed it on these demons. He made several consecutive turns and finally approached the battlefield of the battle between immortals and demons.

With the help of cloud light, countless immortals, under the protection of cloud light, released magic weapons, released spells, and killed the demons.

A female cultivator in blue had the best swordsmanship. She killed more than ten demons in succession. Suddenly, a golden snake flew over. She fell down without hesitation and killed the little snake.

The female cultivator in blue changed her mind slightly, and seemed a little confused, but then she continued to kill the demon and completely forgot about something.

Wang Chong gently flirted with his beautiful hair, looked around, and decided to lurk in a good way.

The cultivator in blue had no idea that there was a face behind her head, and she even lifted her hair away, and acted like a thief and was still fighting against a sword.

Wang Chong had no intention of harming the female cultivator he possessed. After all, he was not a native demon, but he had just practiced the magic skills and was still a human being.

"Why is Yan Motian so fierce in the battle? He is surrounded by demons! No wonder the true king of Taisu Miaoguang of the Daoji Sect said that his disciples and grandchildren are in a difficult situation. This is a difficult situation for all practitioners in the world, and it is not only their family."

The female cultivator in blue, possessed by Wang Chong, retreated for more than ten days, and with the help of cloud light, she moved back to Yan Motian to rest on the devil retreat platform arranged by her sect.

The monks of various sects of Yanmotian worked together to build 13,000 magic retreat platforms, and these 3,000 magic retreat platforms were the fundamental defense line against the invasion of the demons.

The cloud light lingers outside the heaven of Yanmo is emitted from the Demon Retreat Platform, which can protect the monks of various sects who go to fight. If some monks are tired of fighting for a long time, they can still return to the Demon Retreat Platform to rest.

There are also low-level disciples of various sects who constantly transport elixirs to replenish their vitality and various delicacies to the devil retreat platform, so that these cultivators who are exhausted with fighting can recover their combat power as soon as possible.

This is a great formation created by various sects, which has infinite power, so the various sects of Yan Motian can work together to resist the demons.

Although the female cultivator in Qingyi is only in the Jindan realm of cultivation, she is a famous genius swordsman among the younger generation of Yan Motian and is known as the Blue-Free Sword.

She frowned gently, while tightening to restore her true qi and magic power, she always felt that something was wrong with her.

The cultivator in blue thought to himself: "Please ask the elders to take action later to check if there are any demons."

Wang Chong realized this idea and couldn't help but say shocked: "If you are discovered, wouldn't it be a bad thing?"

Wang Chong was entrusted to the female cultivator in the blue clothes, and a boy happened to come up to deliver food. He immediately moved to the boy and followed the boy off the devil's platform.

The cultivator in blue has profound skills and a clear mind. Wang Chong did not dare to look through the other party's memories randomly to avoid being noticed. However, this boy and others did not have high status and magical power. Wang Chong only looked at the other party's memories clearly and clearly, and had some understanding of Yan Motian.

There are hundreds of sects in Yan Motian, including twenty-eight first-class sects. These twenty-eight sects have joined forces with another 137 sects to form a demon-retreat alliance to work together to resist the invasion of the demons outside the domain.

Every cultivator at the Great Yan Realm or above in Yan Motian has records of the Demon Retreat Alliance. Regardless of whether they join the Demon Retreat Alliance or not, they have various means to defend against the Demon Retreat erosion of cultivators of various sects, which is not as relaxed as Piaomiaotian.

Piaomiaotian still has some demons, but once they are hit by a monk, they will kill them. If they can't hit them, they will be too lazy to care.

But Yan Motian did not have such freedom at all. Every family and every sect had strict investigations and detailed records, without any omissions.

Because of this, if there is no stable identity, Wang Chong must not openly reveal his magic power.

Wang Chong appeared as an unknown monk, but he was afraid that he would be called to the door by monks from the Demon Retiring Alliance and investigated carefully.

It would be fine if it was a Taoist primordial spirit, but at this time Wang Chong cultivated into the true body of a demon and refining the primordial spirit of a demon, which was even more serious than the ordinary primordial spirit.

Although he has the ability to hide from cultivators below the Taiyi Realm, if he is above the Taiyi Realm, or even the Taoist kings take action, he is afraid he can see through it, so he cannot take risks.

The boy possessed by Wang Chong is a disciple of a small sect. He has poor qualifications and is useless. However, the cultivation level of the Fetal Yuan realm is just a reserve personnel to transport some supplies. When it is not on duty, there is no need to do anything.

Wang Chong was determined to know more about Yan Motian, and secretly manipulated the boy's soul, so that he could go to Jingtiansi of the Demon Retreat Alliance to check the list of various sects if he had nothing to do.

The Demon Retreat Alliance has three leaders, one chief and two deputy, and eight ministers under the leader. The eight ministers are also one chief and two deputy, and thirty-six deacons. All the people in each sect are assigned by these people.

Jingtiansi is responsible for inspecting the devil-taking positions of disciples of various sects. The master of the Situation is the head of Tongshan Dao. His skill is superb and he has refined the immortal body of Taiyi. He is a big boss with a great devil-retreat alliance.

Fortunately, this boss often goes out for more than ten months a year and needs to patrol various factions. He is young at the sect. Otherwise, Wang Chong would not dare to go to Jingtiansi to wander.

Wang Chong entrusted the disciple of this small sect whom Wang Chong went to Jingtiansi more often, and gradually he had a few acquaintances.

On this day, Wang Chong went to check Jingtiansi's copywriting again, and suddenly a familiar Taoist boy smiled and rushed over excitedly, shouting: "Wang Fusheng! Your good luck is here! Have you heard of the sword of Xitian?"
Chapter completed!