"Fellow Daoist Shen, you have advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage!"
Chu Buyu was pleasantly surprised.
Shen Long nodded: "By the way, Fairy Chu, are you alone? Are there no other fellow Taoists with you?"
"I got separated from them. I hid and practiced cultivation for a while. When I came out to inquire for information, I was discovered by the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Tianyuan Clan, so I had to destroy them."
Chu Buyu's tone was calm, and it seemed that destroying the Yuanying monks of the Tianyuan clan was a trivial matter.
She thought of something and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, I have something very important to talk to you about. Let's find a safe place to talk."
Shen Long nodded and agreed.
Chu Buyu searched the enemy's corpse for property and planned to burn the corpse, but Shen Long stopped him.
"Fairy Chu, give me the body to feed the spiritual beasts!"
Shen Long said.
Chu Buyu agreed and asked Shen Long to take away the body, and they left here.
Half a day later, they appeared in an underground cave, with a soft yellow light glowing on the stone wall.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, I know that the Qingjiao tribe has a Wuguang Chaoyuan fruit tree. The fruit is about to mature. Are you interested?"
Chu Buyu asked.
"Five Light Chaoyuan Fruit Tree!"
Shen Long was a little moved. The Wuguangchao Yuanguo had the same effect as the Qibao Glazed Fruit, and could assist Yuanying monks in reaching the stage of divine transformation.
"I killed a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Qingjiao Tribe and searched for his soul. I found out that the Qingjiao Tribe had a Wuguang Chao Yuanguo tree. Many Nascent Soul cultivators from the Qingjiao Tribe were recruited and rushed to the front line to fight. The defense was empty. .”
Chu Buyu said.
The Qingjiao tribe is one of the twenty-one tribes of the Tianyuan tribe. It has a profound foundation. Affected by the war, the Qingjiao tribe sent many Nascent Soul monks to the front line to defend the void.
"Is there a god-transforming monk in the Qingjiao tribe?"
Shen Long asked.
"As far as the Tianyuan clan monk knows, there are currently no god-transforming monks. However, the Qingjiao Tribe's clan-protecting formation is quite difficult. If you and I join forces, we may be able to break the formation."
Chu Buyu said.
"We can attack the Qingjiao tribe, but to be cautious, it is safer for us to create some chaos first, attack other tribes, attract their attention, and then attack the Qingjiao tribe."
Shen Long told him his plan.
He has the Water Lin Pearl in hand, and unless the Qingjiao Tribe's clan-protecting formation is a fifth-level formation, he will not be able to stop Shen Long.
"This is indeed safe, so let's do it."
Chu Buyu had no objection.
Shen Long took out a map, pointed at it and told him his plan. They had considered everything from the time to attack various strongholds, the retreat route, and the action plan.
"Then it's settled. Let's attack the Black Tiger Tribe first. This tribe is relatively far away from the Qingjiao Tribe. We should be able to mobilize many Tianyuan Tribe monks."
Shen Long pointed to a certain place on the map and said.
Chu Buyu nodded and said: "Then take action! Fight quickly. If the delay is long, the Qingjiao tribe may strengthen their vigilance."
They left here and rushed to the Black Tiger Tribe.
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The Purple Eye Realm is an adjacent interface to the Tianyuan Realm, and the Purple Mei Clan is the master of the Purple Eye Realm.
The Zimei Mountain Range is located in the eastern part of the Purple Eye Realm, stretching for millions of miles and full of spiritual energy.
A large number of people from the Purple Mei tribe can be seen deep in the mountains. The Purple Mei tribe is similar in size to the human race. The difference is that their eyes are purple, their ears are longer, and their hair is purple.
A magnificent palace with three golden characters "Purple Charm Palace" written on the plaque.
A plump woman in a purple skirt sat on the main seat, a pot-bellied old man in a black robe and a tall man in a gold shirt sat on both sides, talking about something.
"The lips are dead and the teeth are cold? It's a joke. When the Tianyuan clan was strong, they fought everywhere and plundered a lot of resources for cultivating immortals. What benefits did our Zi Mei clan get? Why didn't we say lips were dead and the teeth were cold at that time?"
The woman in purple skirt said sarcastically.
Zixuan, in the middle stage of becoming a god.
If it weren't for the Qingmei Realm and Qianyang Realm to deal with the Tianyuan Clan in the Tianyuan Realm, she would have planned to ascend to the Lingshu Realm.
"Blessings cannot be shared together, but difficulties must be shared by us. The Tianyuan clan really thinks that we are easy to bully."
The old man in black robe frowned and said.
Tusi, the early stage of becoming a god.
"You still dare to threaten us and join forces with the human race to deal with our Purple Eye Realm? Do you really think they are still the Tianyuan Clan before?"
The man in the golden shirt sneered. He changed his tone and said, "But the old ghost Yin Jie is true to his word. If we really don't support them, he might really cooperate with the human race."
"There is no problem in supporting them, but they have to show a begging attitude, want us to support them, and even make threats. This is what they have been used to in the past."
Zixuan's tone was cold.
"Let's do this! Let's list the resources needed to cultivate immortals. If they use these resources, we can support them. The human race may not be able to destroy us."
The man in the gold shirt suggested.
"Okay! Tuna, I'll leave this matter to you. Send people to guard the space nodes leading to Tianyuan Realm. This is the way for our people to retreat, and it is also a natural hazard to prevent the invasion of humans."
Zixuan ordered.
"No problem, I'll take care of it."
Tuna agreed.
After chatting for half an hour, the three of them were busy with their own business.
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Qianyang Realm, Beihai.
A sea area covered by a sea of white mist, with gusts of sea breeze, and the sea of white mist seemed to be frozen, motionless.
A ray of light flew from a distance, and a flash stopped outside the white fog sea.
The light disappeared, and Lu Haoming's figure appeared.
"How's it going! Have you found out?"
A majestic male voice came from the white fog sea.
"Senior Huangfu, Mo Wuya and other eight god-transformation monks have not shown up for many years. According to reliable information, Mo Wuya and Qinglian Sword Master are both in Tianyuan Realm. As for the whereabouts of other god-transformation monks, it is unclear."
Lu Haominghui reports.
He was ordered to investigate the movements of the god-transforming monks in the Qianyang Realm. The Qianyang Realm and Qingmei Realm joined forces to deal with the Tianyuan Realm. The movements of the god-transforming monks were confidential, so naturally they could not be told everywhere.
After many efforts, Lu Haoming just knew that Mo Wuya and Qinglian Sword Master were in Tianyuan Realm.
"That's right, you continue to inquire about the whereabouts of other god-transforming monks, and come over and report as soon as you find out. I won't treat you badly."
The man ordered.
"Yes, Senior Huangfu."
Lu Haoming agreed.
A cyan storage bracelet flew out of the white fog and stopped in front of Lu Haoming.
"Thank you, Senior Huangfu."
Lu Haoming said excitedly, accepted the storage bracelet and left here.
Under the white fog sea, you can see an island hundreds of miles in size and a secret underground cave.
Huangfu Lou and Tai Shijin were sitting on the stone bench, talking about something.
Taishi Jin has recovered his cultivation and is currently in the early stage of becoming a god.
"Now is not the best time to take action. It will be safer for us to wait until both the human race and Tianyuan tribe are defeated in the fight before we take action."
Huangfulou said in a deep voice.
"I have no objection, I listen to you."
Tai Shijin agreed.
(End of chapter)
