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On one side of the border are continuous barren mountains and on the other side are vast forests, as if a thick city wall is facing the dangerous enemy. The released demon clan is placed on the top of a hill.

They were "poured" out. They were sitting on the ground in the dark prison last moment and listened to Yi Shijun's nonsense. The next moment, the ground suddenly tilted, the prison door opened wide, revealing a large area of ​​white light, and then the demons were thrown to the barren mountain like a pile of food to be processed.

When they pushed their companions away and stood up, they saw ten Taoist priests and a talisman master floating in the air, looking down at the monsters coldly, and the magic weapon they used was not revealed at all.

The only talisman master was Xin Youtao, and he was the only one who fell from the sky and fell straight among the demons, facing Pei Zihan.

The rope around the demon clan's neck was still there, and the demonic power was bound, and they retreated and avoided. It was unclear whether they had really gained freedom.

"I am Xin Youtao, the chief talisman master of the Longbin Society of the Emperor Beijing. I and Pei Shurong, the commander of the Holy Talisman Cultivator Group, jointly pleaded with you to Queen Ci Huang, and obtained the permission of the Taoist throne to release you." Xin Youtao said loudly. He must say these words that the responsibility for releasing the demon clan cannot fall on the ancestors.

The group of monsters were silent, only Yi Shijun snorted disdainfully, but the sound was not loud, and the demonic power did not recover for a day, so his confidence was insufficient for a day.

"Please don't misunderstand that for me and Pei Shuai, pleading for mercy means breaking one stone." Xin Youtao's eyes turned from Pei Zihan's skeleton face to Jincu nearby, "We used to be friends with some of your demon clans, and will never be there again in the future. For Empress Ci Huang and the Holy Talisman Dynasty, this is a declaration of war. Humans and demon clans used to fight side by side in Wangshan. Now, it's time to liquidate the general account for more than 100,000 years."

Xin Youtao rose into the air and flew away with ten Taoist priests, and soon disappeared.

The demons were still speechless. They were captured in the imperial capital of humans, and were also responsible for the crime of treason and failure of war. No matter what the other party said, they could not argue. As for the demon species, they would rather not mention it.

Pei Zihan walked to Yi Shijun and asked respectfully: "What are Laojun's plans for the next step?"

"Plan? Little demons, there is no plan at all. There is only war. Whether you are willing or not, the war between the demon clan and humans and Taoist dynasties is inevitable, and you can even bite the bullet."

"The demon clan has no hope of winning!" A panic sounded in the demon group. Losing the control of the demon seed can regain freedom, and also regain its own fear and despair.

With the complete Taoist sect and a powerful ancestor, the demon clan did not have any chance of winning. They once placed their hopes on the demon clan, but the facts show that the demon clan is not the opponent of the ancestor Kun Dun.

"Bah!" Yi Shijun spat hard on the ground, "It seems like you had hope in the past. Since the era of the demon clan, the demon clan was a slave, abused and killed. In the past tens of thousands of years, we have fallen asleep with fear of Taoist priests? Hope is a fart, why do we want it? If humans declare war, the demon clan has to face the challenge. How did they deal with it in the past? It is still the same now. As the demon clan, are you not ready to die?"

"It will definitely die!" The demons roared in unison. Although the demonic power had not been restored, the fighting spirit was aroused first.

Yi Shijun smiled slightly, without the help of illusions, he could control the demon clan with just one mouth.

"Go, gather all the demon clans in the world. If you want to die, you will die vigorously!" Without the support of magic power, Yi Shijun's voice was a little hoarse, but his momentum was still very strong. The responses of the demons were even more exciting.

"I don't want to fight." But there was a voice that was disappointing. Jincuo had always been distrustful to the Yishijun and lacked awe. "This war was meaningless. In the past, we were controlled by the demon species, but now humans were controlled by the Taoist dynasty. The demon race fought with humans, and there was no victory or defeat, only death. I am an unqualified leader. From now on, I will no longer be the King of Fried Swords. Don't follow me anymore. I want to find my own way."

Jincuo walked down the mountain with great strides, not deep into the barren mountains, but headed straight to the forest not far away, like a lonely beast that competed with the city wall.

"He is a fool, once and now, too." Yi Shijun defined Jin Cu.

Most of the demons on the top of the mountain were Jin Chu's subordinates, and they were all looking at the leader's back in a daze, at a loss.

"Don't be influenced by a coward, he is not worthy of being a demon clan!" Yi Shijun continued to encourage the demons, "Go and summon the demon clans in the world, just say that this is my Yi Shijun's appeal, I will live and die with you!"

The group of monsters responded in a coaxing response, turned around and ran down the mountain, heading towards another direction, going deep into the barren mountain, entering the land of the demons or the country of sacrifice. At first, the group of monsters ran stumbled, and slowly the demon clan pulled off the ropes from his neck, restored the demon power, and flew into the sky.

Pei Zihan and his beast monsters stayed for a while and wanted to ask Yi Shijun for more questions, but Yi Shijun just waved his hand and drove them away like a chicken, "Go and go quickly, hurry up, as long as the demons gather together, I will naturally go to find you."

"Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons..."

"What are the ten thousand sons, thousands of sons, no matter whether they are male or female, they must join the war." Yi Shijun waved his hands faster.

Pei Zihan had to leave with the beast monsters. After climbing over two low hills, they ascended into the air and flew quickly to the northwest demons.

Yi Shijun let out a long sigh and saw that there was no demon clan around him. He grabbed the rope around his neck with both hands, pulled it hard for a long time, and finally sat on the ground, comforted himself: "My mana is powerful, and the rope tied to me is also stronger, so I recover slowly."

After a while, he was tired, so he simply lay down on his back, squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, and whispered: "Kun Dun, see, this is my original calculation. But the fighting spirit of the demon clan burns quickly and extinguishes quickly. If you want to maintain it, you have to keep adding firewood and fire to restore my demonic power..."

With a bang, something in his body shattered, and the stagnant meridians and Santians returned to smooth flow. Yi Shijun regained his demonic power and immediately jumped up. He pulled off the rope around his neck with a loud laugh. Just as he was about to destroy it, he suddenly discovered something strange: the three small pearls originally attached to the rope disappeared.

Among the demon captives, only his rope was decorated with pearls, in order to suppress the souls. Now that the magic power has been restored and the pearls are gone, there can only be one explanation, and they have entered their bodies.

Yi Shi Jun used his skills, and indeed found these three little guys in Niwan Palace. He sighed and the weak demon clan was completely free. He was still bound by Kun Dun, "You are so powerful, don't you be so careful, right?"

Yi Shijun looked at the sky, and after a moment he sighed again. He jumped up and flew to the southeast helplessly. The place where the demon clan was released was only a hundred miles away from Yelin Town. After crossing the forest, he had to carry out the tasks arranged by Kun Dun.

"The strong prey on the weak. Life cycles are endless. Even I can't stay out of the matter now." Yi Shijun was nagging while Fei. Since three pearls were placed in the Niwan Palace, he thought Kun Dun Fei was by his side and could chat with him. "You have seen through Mu Xingqiu. That boy is not a Taoist priest at all. He is forced to be a casual cultivator. His heart is too strong and he cares too much. Yelin Town is one of his weaknesses. He will come out, and he will definitely do it. If possible, please let me take the Demon Soul Pearl back. No, with you here, how dare I call it the Demon Soul Pearl? It's better to call it the Demon Soul Pearl. It was made of seven souls. It is considered the flesh and blood that fell off my body. It has been raised for so many years. I really feel reluctant to leave..."

I wonder if Kun Dun could really hear him talking, but Yi Shijun kept nagging.

In front is Yelin Town, a gathering place for mortals. From a distance, Yishijun saw that the residents of the town were rushing to cut down trees and building new houses.

The arrival of the residents of Shibubang has increased the population of Yelin Town exponentially. The ruins have been cleared out, the roads have widened, the wilderness has retreated, and the new town that has risen from the ground occupies a larger area than the old town many years ago. The residents work hard all night and day, and no one feels tired.

Yi Shijun laughed a few times, "Descendants of the Demon Slave, I'm just watching you grow and grow. No one except me dares to say such things anymore. Mu Xingqiu runs fast, Zuo Liuying doesn't care about you, Dragon Demon... Well, she has seen you a few times, but she comes late and is not as good as me, the veteran, so I'm qualified to teach you a lesson and even kill you."

Yi Shijun passed the forest and stopped above the edge of the forest. He was about to say something to let the crowd on the ground understand the current situation. Suddenly, a tender voice came, "Look, an old man is flying in the sky!"

The residents who were logging stopped their work and looked up. Not long after, the residents in the town also discovered the Yi Shijun in the air. They ran over in groups and pointed their fingers. Not only were they not afraid, but they were also very excited.

An old man rolled up his sleeves and rolled up the corners of his pants shouted: "Are you the god who stopped in the country? I am the patriarch of Yelin Town, my name is Shen Xiuming. Welcome, you must know Mu Xingqiu, right? I am a fellow villager who grew up with him and his good friend..."

Yi Shijun landed slowly, walking and stopping in the crowd, occasionally stopping by someone, regardless of whether it is a man or a woman or a young man, he leaned over and sniffed, as if a wild dog was looking for food in the garbage dump on the side of the road.

Everyone smiled and felt a little embarrassed, but they didn't hide. Shen Xiuming walked over and was about to speak when Yi Shijun rushed to him, sniffed it carefully, suddenly took two steps back, and looked at the residents around him in surprise.

He didn't care about the enthusiasm of these people, nor did he care about them still remembering themselves, but was surprised by another thing, "It was probably the afternoon three or four days ago, at least a ray of light should have passed by here. Have you seen it?"

Everyone nodded, and Shen Xiuming said in confusion: "It's just a ball of light, maybe it was sent by the talisman master of the Daer Castle."

"You... don't feel anything at all?" Yi Shijun was a little excited.

"What do you feel?" Everyone was confused by the words of "God".

Yi Shijun issued a spell, carefully investigated, and suddenly laughed to the sky, "Kun Dun, you miscalculated. There are really places in the world that you can't control. Your spell is ineffective against the descendants of the demon slave!"

Everyone was even more puzzled, but Yi Shijun became even more excited. He pressed his hands on his temples on both sides, his face turned red and white, and his face was ferocious and terrifying, which scared the children around him to hide behind the adults.

Finally, three pearls jumped out of Yi Shijun's left eye and stopped in the air one foot in front of him.

Yi Shijun's face became more and more ferocious, but this time it was because of excitement. "I finally have to fight this battle. Kun Dun, I declare war on you!"

Then his face darkened, "Unless Mu Xingqiu comes over to block it quickly, the current Yelin Town cannot stop the attack of the Taoist throne."

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