The cultivators of Zhongling Tianchen Sect were fighting desperately, and the demons were also fighting desperately.
The moment the virtual world fell into the hands of humans, the demons learned the news.
——Xie Qingyun would naturally leave no trace when he took action, and would not leave any survivors.
But unfortunately, the inner demon clan's ability to bring back souls is indeed impossible to guard against.
As one of the three souls of the Heart Demon Clan, Monk Huanling felt something at the moment of his death, and then through the method of returning to the soul, he easily learned about the situation in the small world.
Even through the art of resurrection, they could not confirm how their souls died and at whose hands, but they knew at least one thing - the virtual world had been discovered and fell into the hands of others.
They didn't know how the virtual world was discovered.
Not to mention the almost impenetrable concealment method, it is very strange that the location of the virtual world can be detected.
The location of the small world is extremely secretive - Qianli Garden has been abandoned for thousands of years, and its spiritual veins are exhausted. It is a remote and barren place.
Not to mention that few people would come to such a place. Even if they did, who would have thought that this would be the crucial place that they, the Huanling Demon Cultivators, were concerned about?
Someone leaked the information?
That's impossible.
Among the Heart Demon Clan, only a few .
So how was the virtual world discovered?
The demons couldn't figure it out.
But there is not much time left for them to think about this problem.
Their top priority is to determine whether the fall of the virtual world is a case of coincidence or just the beginning.
Soon, the demons had the answer.
In less than half an hour, the small world in the Ice Feather Forest also fell.
All the Huanling Demon Cultivators in his small world and the Huanling Demon Cultivators in the virtual world met the same fate—they died without even seeing a single hair of the attacker.
This is a very sad thing for the Heart Demon Clan.
Not only did the death of the Huanling Demon Cultivator in the small world mean that these demon cultivators, who had extremely high status even among the Heart Demon Clan, lost a soul, but more importantly, this meant that their thousands of years of planning and preparation had been exposed.
Two of the seven small worlds were lost within half an hour . Needless to say, the efficiency of the human race is very high.
The demons will no longer harbor any hope of luck.
They came to the conclusion that the matter of the Spirit Sea Tide could not be delayed any longer.
If nothing unexpected happens, in a few hours, all seven small worlds will fall into the hands of the human race.
The only variable is that the human race is unaware of the inner demon clan's ability to control and recall souls.
Therefore, the human race must still be unaware of the fact that they discovered the fall of Qianli Garden and Bingyulin Small Realm.
So, within a very short time, the leaders of the demon clan gathered together, had a brief discussion, and made a decision - to launch the Spirit Sea Tide immediately!
If everything goes well, when the spiritual energy in the seven small worlds accumulates to a sufficient level and then is launched from the virtual world, the spiritual energy storm will sweep over and no one will be able to stop it.
But the current situation does not allow it. Let alone waiting for another twenty-eight days, even if it’s just a few hours later, there might not be any left of the seven small worlds.
Therefore, the demons can only use the small world of Muzhuodong, which was the third point in the original plan, as the starting point to launch the spiritual sea tide.
The consequence of doing this is that the effect of the Spirit Sea Tide will be only 50% of what was expected, or even less.
But, it’s better than nothing!
How could the demons be willing to give up their thousands of years of preparation?
…
The wind and snow in Minshan finally subsided a lot.
The blood flowers that looked like wintersweet had long been covered by a new layer of snow and disappeared without a trace.
Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan did not spend much time in Minshan.
Everyone has something to do.
What Li Si had to do was to take those hundreds of civilians away from the demon-occupied area.
What Lu Qingshan has to do is to kill and find the source of resonance among the green snake creatures in his sea of ​​consciousness.
So, he parted ways with Li Si and continued to move westward.
Li Si returned, ready to take everyone eastward, towards his "home".
Li Si didn't know that the young swordsman who saved his life was Lu Qingshan, who had flashed through his mind before he died.
…
Perhaps because he was getting closer and closer to the source of the fluctuations, Lu Qingshan felt the resonance in his sea of ​​consciousness becoming stronger and stronger, and he even clearly felt the calling from it.
This fluctuation is the same as the green snake's soul, making the dazed green snake more active.
After crossing Minshan Mountain and carefully jumping over Lizhou, Lu Qingshan arrived at Mangzhou, which is adjacent to Lizhou, and officially entered the core area of ​​the demon-controlled area.
The journey was not peaceful. From time to time, large groups of demon armies could be seen advancing eastward.
Fortunately, Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan are both outstanding among the younger generation, and their spiritual perception is extraordinary.
In addition, with the large marching demon army, their aura is undoubtedly more difficult to conceal than the combined efforts of the two of them. With this kind of deliberate planning, they are always able to detect the arrival of the demon army in advance and avoid it.
One hour after entering Mangzhou.
A huge city appeared before their eyes.
At this time, they were in Mangzhou Pingyuan Prefecture.
The two of them compared their memories again, and the information about the city in front of them suddenly became clear - Pingyuan Prefecture, Shanwei City.
As the center of a prefecture, Shanwei City originally had a population of tens of millions. It was undoubtedly a huge city and was extremely lively in the past.
But now, the whole city is pitch black, without many lights, and filled with gloomy and evil spirits, just like a ghost town.
For demon cultivators, lights are not necessary because they all have the ability of night vision.
Therefore, lights were not popular.
But mortals are needed.
There was only one reason why it was so pitch dark - the demons, faced with a population of tens of millions, chose to massacre the city, leaving no one alive.
Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan stopped outside the city, and they seemed to be able to smell the strong smell of blood.
They were silent for a moment.
Finally, Lu Qingshan's dark eyes flickered in the night, revealing a little fluorescence. He thought for a moment and said, "How about... going in and causing trouble for the demons?"
Mo Yan's expression changed slightly, "Brother Lu, are you sure? Although your methods are extraordinary, there is no need to take the risk. If we encounter an eighth-grade demon cultivator in the city, it will be difficult for us to leave."
Lu Qingshan pondered for a moment and said slowly: "The battle on the front line is fierce now. We have seen along the way that the demon army is rushing to the front line continuously. Maybe in the larger state capitals, there are still some powerful demon cultivators stationed there, but in a city like this, the probability of an eighth-grade demon lord is too low, almost zero."
"For a small city like this, it's already very rare to have a few demon marshals at most."
"And there won't be many of them. Most of the Demon Marshals should have been called up to the front lines."
As he spoke, the coldness in Lu Qingshan's eyes became more and more serious.
"The demons have sneaked into our rear and have been attacking our flying boat team responsible for evacuation, causing panic among the people. We even have to allocate a large part of our forces to serve as patrol monks."
"It's despicable, but if you think about it carefully, it can be a good plan."
"In that case, why don't we follow suit and fight back?"
"Brother Lu, what you mean is..." Mo Yan already understood what Lu Qingshan was thinking.
"This kind of opportunity to destroy a city doesn't always come around," Lu Qingshan smiled, and continued, "We can create trouble for the demons in the rear and lure the high-level demons in the front back, which will help relieve the pressure on our cultivators on the front battlefield."
Mo Yan was somewhat moved by what he said.
He has always had a pure heart. He is a cultivator who is willing to die together with the Jiaolong for the sake of the people on Jiaolong Island.
"Brother Lu, I will follow your arrangements." Mo Yan's eyes gradually brightened.
Lu Qingshan remained calm and said, "You stay outside for a while. I will go into the city and make some noise to attract your attention. You can act accordingly..."
Sword cultivators and magic cultivators are the two most powerful schools of cultivation in the world of cultivation. One big difference between them is that sword cultivators are better at single-target output, while magic cultivators are better at group attacks and destruction.
Therefore, when it comes to things like massacre in the city, Mo Yan is still the main force.
In particular, Mo Yan is an ultra-violent mage who holds a "nuclear bomb".
Mo Yan immediately understood Lu Qingshan's intention and nodded calmly, "I understand."
Lu Qingshan didn't say anything. He thought for a moment and then said, "Let me check first to see how many powerful demons there are in the city."
After saying this, his figure soared into the air and disappeared in an instant.
…
Mountain Acropolis.
Lu Qingshan descended silently and sneaked into the city.
It seems that because the demon clan has expanded too much, they have not set up a proper group of demon cultivators on duty.
Indeed, how could they have imagined that the human monks, who were at a complete disadvantage and were "fighting desperately", would appear in the heart of their demon-occupied area?
The entire Mountain Acropolis was shrouded in darkness.
Only in the City Lord's Mansion in the center of the city was the red lights shining brightly, as if some kind of banquet was being held.
Lu Qingshan walked towards the City Lord's Mansion without hesitation.
As soon as he approached the City Lord's Mansion, he heard a lot of noise coming from the mansion, mixed with unpleasant laughter, as if a banquet was being held.
This is indeed the case.
In the villa of the City Lord's Mansion.
The red fluorite was sparkling, and the atmosphere of the whole yard was very strange.
But at this time, there were already many demons in the yard, in groups of three or five, gathered together and chatting with each other, looking very happy.
This is because there is a blood moon in the sky in the abyss, and blood red is the color they are most accustomed to.
"You have all seen how fertile the human territory is. This is just the beginning. After our Wujian Territory completely takes over the Zhongling Territory, my Yan family will be allocated more land. You and your family will definitely get a lot if you follow us."
The speaker was a red-haired young man with flames on his body. What was even more terrifying was that he had no legs and below his waist was a snake body several meters long.
This is one of the famous seventh-grade bloodlines in the Wujian Realm, the Yanmang bloodline.
"Congratulations to His Highness Yan Qing, congratulations to the Yan family, and congratulations to our Wujian area!" A demon cultivator immediately took over the conversation.
As these words were spoken, everyone attending the banquet stopped what they were doing and raised their glasses in front of the table.
The wine glass is filled with blood-red wine, which should be a specialty of the demon clan.
It turned out to be a celebration banquet.
A large number of demon cultivators were fighting bloody battles on the front line, while the younger generation of demons with "noble" blood were safely in the rear enjoying the fruits of victory that other demons had paid for with their lives.
This is the class of the abyss, this is the demon clan.
Jingle bells! Jingle bells!
The young Yanmang demon, known as His Highness Yanqing, drank the wine in the glass and tapped his glass lightly with his fingers, making two crisp sounds.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.
Yan Qing smiled with satisfaction, and then a piece of emerald green lotus root appeared out of thin air in front of him. It was just a small piece, not very big.
But the moment this piece of lotus root appeared, everyone present began to breathe heavier.
"I think you all should recognize this item," Yan Qing paused and said slowly, "The Heart Lotus is a sacred item that only the royal family has. The output is limited and the quantity is scarce. The royal family is in short supply and only a very small portion is released to our clans every year."
"This lotus has the effect of ignoring bottlenecks and improving the source of the soul. Anyone below the eighth rank can complete the source of the soul breakthrough by taking it. It has a very strong auxiliary effect on breaking through the bloodline restrictions and completing the upgrade..."
He continued: "You should all understand this, so I won't say more."
"I took it out today, of course not just to show you," Yan Qing suddenly raised his voice, "but to reward you for your merits."
"Tianyu!" he shouted.
Immediately, a black-feathered demon cultivator wearing a black iron battle suit and glowing black light all over his body stood up.
"Your Highness Yanqing." He said respectfully.
Yan Qing's eyes flickered, and the meaning was hard to understand. "In this soul-stealing battle, among the subordinates of my Yan family, your Black Feather Family is the most daring and willing to fight. You also made the greatest sacrifices and suffered the most severe losses."
"My Yan family has seen all of this. We will not treat our meritorious officials unfairly. This piece of Heart Lotus is a reward to you."
Upon hearing this, the black-feathered demon cultivator named Tianyu froze in place, seeming a little unable to believe it.
"Don't be envious, everyone. The battle to seize the soul is in full swing, and there are still many opportunities to make achievements. As long as you dare to fight, are willing to sacrifice, and don't hide anything, you will be rewarded." Yan Qing sneered, "Besides, the heart lotus is nothing. You must understand that after completely seizing the middle soul, how to divide the territory will be based on your performance in the war!"
"This is an opportunity to reshuffle the cards. It is rare to come across this opportunity, and it will have far-reaching consequences. Everyone present here is the direct heir of each family. Please go back and explain to your father that if you want to gain more, you must first pay the most!"
After saying that, Yan Qing glanced at Tian Yu and chuckled, "Why don't you come up and claim your reward?"
"As a subordinate of the Yan family, it is our duty to help Your Highness conquer the world. I am really unworthy of this reward!" Tian Yu suppressed the desire in his heart, clasped his fists and said to Yan Qing.
This kind of polite words, although cliché, is necessary.
Yan Qing was not surprised and was about to say something again.
It was at this time.
With a loud bang, the high wall of the courtyard suddenly collapsed at this moment.
A blazing red sword light shot out from the broken wall like lightning.
Then Tianyu's mind exploded, and red and white blood and brain matter splattered out.
Yan Qing was startled for a moment, and before he could react what was happening, the heart lotus in front of him was snatched away from the air.
Then there was a voice.
"Since you are unworthy of it, then give it to me. I dare you."
Yan Qing's expression changed.
He turned his eyes slightly and saw a young monk slowly walking out from the collapsed high wall.
His hand was playing with the piece of heart lotus that was supposed to be given to Tianyu.
The next moment, the young monk's eyes became stern.
The blazing red sword light rose again.
What kind of sword light is that?
Even in the blood-red fluorescence that enveloped the entire courtyard, it was still dazzling and not a bit dim.