Chen Hao stood halfway up the mountain, looking at the gray-brown unclean aura in the distance, and his heart was full of passion. Although he was just an inconspicuous Taoist priest in this war that was about to begin, he felt endless power pouring into his body from the soles of his feet and from the air.

This time, he was no longer one of the few Taoist priests trapped in the lonely city, but was backed by the Eight Daotongs. The mountain under his feet was gone without a trace a day ago, and rose from the ground after just one Ye Tong. This is not a common magical illusion. It will continue to exist. Even if the war is over and the years pass, it will stand firm.

This is a stone mountain, which carved out layers of platforms from top to bottom, providing a down-to-earth commanding heights for a large number of Taoist priests. This is one of the rules set by the Taoist sect when fighting against the demons: standing on the ground can always exert strength than flying in the air, and it has not improved much, but it cannot give up at will.

In the Battle of Duanliu City six years ago, Taoists always cast spells in the air because they had to retreat or escape at any time. This time, more than 1,500 Taoists gathered by the eight major roads would never take a step back.

Young Taoist priests can't wait to name this Gushan, which has just been born less than a day, at least a dozen. The most widely circulated name is "Daotong Mountain".

Chen Hao withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Xiao Qingtao beside him, "You are back at the right time. After this battle, no one will guess you again."

Xiao Qingtao barely smiled. There were tens of thousands of non-demons in the demon army opposite, including a large number of women and children, who would die in this war. But will the Daotong’s suspicion of non-demons end here? She is not so optimistic.

"Is it really necessary to cut off that demonic palin?" Xiao Qingtao and the other three came to Daotong Mountain together. Shen Ji returned to the Five Elements Department of Pangshan. Ouyang Luo went to the human army to meet with the casual cultivators and the talisman master. Only she found Chen Hao and conveyed Mu Xingqiu's suggestions.

"There is no need." Chen Hao's slender eyes were full of firmness, looking at his appearance and temperament alone. He looked more like a leader than Mu Xingqiu. "We have always misunderstood the higher Taoists in the past, thinking that they were slow to react and were too indulgent to the demon race, but after talking to them, I realized that this was not the case. The real enemies of the Taoist dynasty are always demon races, and the demon race is just a group of secondary enemies, like groups of mosquitoes. Sometimes they will cause some considerable damage, such as breaking the Old Ancestor Peak. The Taoist dynasty is a giant, not worth waving his palms for a group of mosquitoes. Even if it is bitten, he has to wait, waiting for more mosquitoes to gather together and then destroy them in one fell swoop."

Chen Hao slapped his hands and said that it was so simple to destroy the demon clan. "There are more than 100,000 demon soldiers near the demon capital, and there are almost the same number of enemies in the former place of the ancestor peak, including hundreds of demon kings, thousands of demon wizards and a large number of elite tribes who came from all directions. It is almost impossible to catch them all in one place. But now they are taking the initiative to come to the door. In a sense, the destruction of the ancestor peak also uses one advantage, which is to arouse the confidence of the demon clan and let them fly to the flames."

Chen Hao became more and more excited as he spoke. He pointed his hand at the demon tower forest farther north, "That is the death channel of the demon clan, why should he cut it off? The more demon clan comes, the better."

"But Brother Xiaoqiu said..." Xiao Qingtao said.

Chen Hao shook his head, "The war will not end here. There are more demon races scattered everywhere, which are small mosquitoes, and have lost their leader. They are in panic all day long, and they will be left to the demons to solve the problem in the future, including me, you, and more low-level Taoists. We may never be able to eliminate the demon race, but we can greatly expand the territory of human beings to the north, so that the demon race has nowhere to survive, thus creating a weak demon era that lasts thousands or even longer. The Taoist sect can concentrate on preparing for the demon race at that time."

Xiao Qingtao showed a sincere smile, and she was convinced, "Brother Xiao Qiu asked you to take over as the Demon-Slaying Master, which is really a correct decision."

The Demon-Slaying Association will not be officially established until the end of this war. With the remaining power of victory, there will be more joining people, but there is no dispute over who will be the first magic general. It is Chen Hao. His realm is not the highest, and his magic is not the strongest, but he is the most enthusiastic about the Demon-Slaying Career and has a long-term vision. He has received the support of a large number of low-level Taoists. After Mu Xingqiu, he has no strong competitors.

Chen Hao's expression became serious and his eyes drooped slightly, "I'm very worried about Xiaoqiu. He likes to take dangerous roads. This has been like this from the beginning. He was too deeply influenced by Meng Yuanhou. But look at the fate of Meng Yuanhou, he turned himself into an amber Taoist priest, possessing powerful power, but he really is not worthy of being called a 'Taoist priest' anymore. He has no idea what he does, and there is no right or wrong in his heart, and there is no difference between Taoist demons. Xiaoqiu voluntarily took the Demon-Crafting Pill to save Yang Qingyin. The method is touching, but this is indeed not what the Taoist priest should do. I am really afraid that he will go too far."

"Brother Xiaoqiu is not only to save Yang Qingyin, but also to... the entire Taoist throne." The more Xiao Qingtao said, the lower the voice, the lower the demon clan's elites were about to be destroyed. The so-called magical transformation technique would be lost without being perfected, and Mu Xingqiu's self-sacrifice would become meaningless.

"He just said that." Chen Hao believed that he knew Mu Xingqiu very well, "but there was no need to worry too much. I must save Xiaoqiu. He helped me many times, and even saved my life. It was my turn to repay a little. This war is not just about killing, but also about all the surviving Taoist priests and human captives."

"Shin Ji will be happy." Xiao Qingtao suddenly remembered the eight Taoist priests who had lost their minds, especially Shin Ji's father Shin Jun. The cry of "Demon Seeds" sounded in her mind, making her feel panicked.

She remembered that she quickly left the house, partly because she hated her cousin Pei Zihan, and partly because Shen Jun, the law enforcement officer of Pangshan Grand is changing too much, and her voice seemed to be both a threat and a reminder. She felt that the inner alchemy had accelerated its rotation for this.

"Shen Ji." Like all the companions in Yelin Town, Chen Hao had no good impression of the Shen family. "I hope he can prove in this war that the Shen family is not useless."

Xiao Qingtao was unwilling to discuss the matter of the Shen family, "Let's write a letter to Brother Xiaoqiu, maybe it can be delivered to him. The demon clan is not strict with him, so he still has time to return to the Taoist throne."

"Well, but don't write it too much. Xiaoqiu is very stubborn and doesn't know how effective this letter can be..."

A Taoist priest flew up from the bottom of the mountain and shouted at Chen Hao: "Catch a little demon. He said he would come to find Xiao Qingtao and Shen Ji, and this matter should be handled by you."

The Demon-Slaying Association has not been officially established, but Chen Hao has begun to assume many responsibilities to assist the high Taoist priests in handling some chores. It is naturally no need to bother the Grandmaster and the Heads to ask about it, "I'll go down and take a look."

"Maybe it was sent by Brother Xiao Qiu." Xiao Qingtao guessed.

Chen Hao nodded, but felt that Xiaoqiu was too uncautious and asked a demon to come to Xiao Qingtao, which was causing trouble for her.

At the foot of the mountain, Yin Buchen was explaining his identity to a group of Taoist priests. "I am the only strange history king of the demon clan. Is there a bit like your priest of the forbidden secret department? Anyone who wants to know the history of the demon clan and the secrets of the magic tricks? Just ask me... Hey, isn't that Xiao Qingtao? I just said I know her, but you don't believe it."

Xiao Qingtao felt the suspicious gazes around him, hurriedly walked up and asked loudly, "Did Mu Xingqiu send you here?"

"It was him who begged me to come, not a sect. He searched among the demon clan and thought I was still trustworthy, so he repeatedly begged me for help. I didn't want to agree. I am the Yi Shijun, the most admired by thousands of demon clans. When I came to a place where Taoist priests were crowded, I didn't go into the cat's nest with mice, which was wrong. The tiger fell into the wolf pack? But..."

Yin Buchen was still nagging. Yang Qingyuan, the Taoist priest who was guarding him, handed Chen Hao a bead, "I found this from him."

Yin Buchen observed his expression and expression. He knew that Chen Hao was the leader of these Taoist priests, so he smiled and said, "This is a treasure of the Taoist priests? Mu Xingqiu gave me all such important things. What else do you don't believe in? Open it and take a look. This is the letter left by Mu Xingqiu to Xiao Qingtao. What about Shen Ji? Why didn't you see him?"

Chen Hao took the bead and looked at Xiao Qingtao. Xiao Qingtao nodded and said, "Open it."

There are several memories in the pearl. The previous one is Mu Xingqiu’s story about the feeling of transforming demons. The last one is the voice of the Dragon King Yin Shengqian from the demon tower. He tells Qi Wushang’s ambitions and plans. Finally, Mu Xingqiu’s reminder: “Build another node tower.”

"King Jiao is my father." Yin Buchen said seriously, "As long as the Taoist sect can provide one or two demon relics, I can help you build a node tower. With it, you can transfer the blood and energy on the battlefield to another place..."

Yang Qingyuan, a Taoist priest from Qishan, asked in confusion: "Mu Xingqiu said, 'Having a ability and using this ability are different things. I have never said that I must help Yashan.' What does this mean?"

Mu Xingqiu was in a hurry to preserve his memory and did not cut it. This was a sentence he said to the Jiao King. To the Taoists, Mu Xingqiu seemed to be ready to remain neutral in the war between Yashan and the demon clan.

"Brother Xiaoqiu is defrauding the trust of the demon clan." Xiao Qingtao hurriedly defended, "This is the second time Brother Xiaoqiu has sent a reminder. Should we... discuss it again."

All the eyes present turned to Chen Hao, and everyone had already regarded him as a magic general.

Chen Hao put away the pearl and thought for a moment, "Qi Wushang wanted to use the blood of the demon clan to strengthen his strength and let him do it well, so that he could not doubt his escape from the old ancestor peak. The Taoist dynasty will not add any strength to him. We just need to remember one thing, don't advance after the war, let alone die, and inform the army of the Holy Talisman Dynasty, so that they can be especially careful, only guard against the periphery, and don't easily enter the battlefield. I will also report this to the first seat."

The Taoist priests' thoughts were similar, only Xiao Qingtao was hesitant but did not dare to say anything.

Yin Buchen was a little anxious, "This is not possible. I agreed with Mu Xingqiu to build a node tower and he will give it to me..."

"Card him." Chen Hao had already made a decision and didn't want to listen to the nagging of a little demon again.

"I'm willing to build a tower." A voice came from nearby. The Taoists looked in the sound, but Shen Ji, a Taoist priest from Pangshan Five Elements, flew over, "Whether to use it after construction is completed, we will decide based on the battle situation."

Chen Hao was a little alert, "Aren't you trying to save your father?"

"If the first person says I care, it will be inconvenient, and I will not be allowed to join the war." Shen Ji had just met Shen Jixian, the leader of the Five Elements Department of Pangshan, and the order he received was like this. He used a gloomy expression to conceal all the thoughts in his heart, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"I can help." Xiao Qingtao looked at Chen Hao expectantly. She agreed with Chen Hao, but emotionally she hoped that a Taoist priest would take Mu Xingqiu's reminder seriously.

Chen Hao thought for a while, "Okay, it's only you two, I won't provide any other help, especially the relics of the demons. You guys will find a way for yourself."

The sky was getting darker, and at this same time, a demon clan showed his traces on Furong Mountain thousands of miles away.

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