The faces of the great masters of the Tao could not be more ugly.
It was as if you had been dreaming a beautiful dream, and just before the happiest moment came, swish, you woke up.
One minute, these masters of the Tao are daydreaming about the day when they will be in charge.
But the next second, the two fucking communities are talking, there's a truce, there's no fighting, how can they accept that.
You don't fucking fight, but what about us?
"Have they contacted the demons yet, they have actually made peace with the Terrans?"
There is a magic master do not believe, but also want to struggle again, to this, the magic repair of the message helpless shaking his head.
"I can't get in touch."
"Then keep in touch and ask these animals what they want to do. If they don't fight, they won't fight. What the hell are we going to do when they retreat?"
All the demon tribes that can be contacted have contacted, but they have not received any reply, as if they are deliberately hiding from them.
And it is true, the demon tribes are indeed hiding from these monastics.
Although these sorcerers are fundamentally human, in fact, they have always been in contact with the Demon Race.
As long as they can overthrow these noble families, they don't care what means they use, even if it means joining forces with the demon tribe.
Unfortunately, although the demon tribe maintained contact with them, they were not stupid enough to be used as guns, so there was no cooperation between the two sides.
But it is not like this, even ignore the two sides.
The major demon races who had retreated to their own territories knew the dilemma facing the monastics at this time.
Within the ape mountain, a group of ape mountain demon Kings on the way back, received a message from the monk.
"What, are those messages from Moxiu again?"
'Yes,' I said.
"That's the first time."
"It's the fifth time."
"Looks like they're in a hurry."
"Can you not worry? Before we saw the war between the two tribes, these monks all emerged, and now when we withdraw, they will just throw themselves into the net."
The demon king laughed.
"Never mind them. Don't mess with the people for a while."
The demon tribe pitted the demon cultivation, but they were also pitted by the Shui tribe, ah, if the Shui side suddenly collapsed, and even the old dragon King was cut down by the sword by Hong Zun, how could the situation be like this.
But there is no point in saying this at the moment, Moxiu himself jumped out to seek death, and they have nothing to do with the demon.
The news has not been thoroughly spread, only a few high-level know the truce, but many magic giant has been completely panicked.
Demon tribe there do not reply, they are now fighting but also beat, want to escape also can not escape.
Before the hidden all exposed, there is no doubt that at this time, every move of the magic repair, has long been the bulk of the door in full view.
There is a feeling of being set up, as if the two families joined hands to set up a game for their magic repair, tempting them to intentionally jump out and die.
Chi's teeth tickled, but elsewhere, the monastics, who did not yet know about the armistice, went on frantically, slaughtering ordinary people and creating a sea of blood.
Not far from the camp near the sea, tens of thousands of Terrans, as well as a few lowly Sanshuis, were running along the road.
There was a thick look of terror on every face.
"Hurry, we will soon be at the camp near the sea. When we reach the camp near the sea, we will be safe. There is a sect here.
These people are living in the surrounding people, because of the ravages of the sorcerer, they tried their best to escape, but in the face of the pursuit of the sorcerer, the people have no resistance.
Finally, at the suggestion of a Sanxiu, they all ran towards the offshore camp.
For now, only one such famous clan could save them.
As he spoke, cold laughter broke out in the rear.
"Ha ha, want to go to the offshore camp for help? Do you really think the Tao can save you? Now that they are busy on their own, you'd better save it and be absorbed by our refining and refining. Isn't it better?"
It is the monks who catch up, smell the words, the face of all changed, and without looking back, they ran towards the offshore camp.
And behind the magic monks, also do not worry, like a cat playing with mice, from time to time to kill a few people, and then drive these people all the way to escape.
There is no fear of these people to go to the offshore camp for help, because Tao is busy dealing with the aquarium at this time, and even the offshore camp is still not two say, may have been captured by the aquarium.
So, what if they run off to camp offshore?
In the mind of the monks, the coastal camp at this time should be a terrible scene of bones and blood.
But in fact, the offshore camp at this time.
"Eat the old dragon King today."
"Don't be ridiculous, there are only five thousand people, I will eat the old dragon today."
"Joke, streamer walk."
"Hand binding."
"Clear stream wall."
"Elder brother, younger sister is not the same as before."
"Oh, that brother really needs to see it."
It was another meal, and this one was for the old Dragon King. All the disciples were almost weeping with greed.
Not to mention the taste, the sheer weight of the food made it irresistible.
All are dragons, but can ordinary dragons be compared with the dragon King? There is absolutely no comparison. This is the so-called rare thing is valuable, so naturally all the disciples wanted to eat a bite.
The competition was fierce, especially with the participation of Jade Nu Feng disciples.
Not to mention, after a period of hard cultivation, the strength of the Jade female Feng disciples has made considerable progress.
But it was still useless. In front of the disciples of Shenjianfeng, they could only lie quietly.
You cultivate, we are also cultivating, and we are said to eat Changqing's skills every day, and the speed of cultivation is even faster.
With the progress of Ye Changqing's cultivation, we have now broken through and achieved perfection.
The effect of the dishes produced is more and more obvious.
The same dishes, at least the effect has been several times the original.
And that's just ordinary ingredients, but if you use some good ingredients, the effect is even more terrifying.
Therefore, although Shen Jianfeng disciples live in such a bitter and cold place as the offshore camp, their cultivation speed has not fallen behind at all compared with that of the Zongmen.
Watching all the disciples compete, as the Hong Zun four who do not need to fight for their position, they are leisurely waiting for the meal.
Just Zhang Tianzhen face some tangled at this time, looking at Hong Zun three way.
"We gave the old dragon king so to eat, the master there know will not....................."
As the master of the water tribe, like the dead body of the old dragon king should be brought back to the Zong door, but the Hongzun three people directly brought it to eat, which made Zhang Tianzhen have no bottom in his heart.
Then Qixiong know, will not go crazy ah, it is the dead body of the old dragon king ah, you fuck actually to eat.
Smell speech, Hong Zun a face helpless to see him at a glance.
"I said this is the third time, nothing, the big deal when you push to our head is it."
"Yes, Lao Zhang, you worry too much. There is only one flood dragon left and right. Do you eat too few flood dragons these days?"
"That's different............."
Ordinary dragon and dragon king, can it be the same? How can I tell from your mouth, it feels like eating a dragon King is the same as eating a fucking red grain pig?