"What kind of cows and horses are these?" Sun Qiubai didn't know what kind of plane Motian was making, and none of these female monkeys were good-looking.
Don't blame Motian, he didn't know the aesthetics of spirit monkeys, so he could only follow his own aesthetics.
He thought the female monkeys he transformed were quite beautiful.
"Big brother, brother and brother all day long, let's have some positive energy." Sun Qiubai wiped out these female monkeys with a stick, such cows and horses are really scary.
The iron rod in Sun Qiubai's hand soared to a size of ten thousand miles, and he smashed it towards Mo Mie.
Motian has been using various methods to induce the inner demons of the spirit monkeys, but he soon became helpless, as if these monkeys didn't care much about things that other beings care about.
"Damn it, it's such a waste if these monkeys don't do Buddhist cultivation." Mo Tian complained.
Mu Zixiao led some disciples of Shiyuan Holy Land to bombard the demons indiscriminately.
After experiencing the catastrophe, he has a deeper understanding of the way of thunder.
As for the Su sisters, they were even more brilliant at this time.
The magical powers they used felt more authentic than those of the Demon Race.
A devouring vortex was cast in Su Wumei's hands, and the demon warrior who was enveloped felt that everything about him was being swallowed.
The demon energy in the dantian, as well as the blood energy in the blood orifices, and even the spiritual thoughts were swallowed up.
They struggled to get out of trouble, but they couldn't break the swallowing vortex at all.
As for Su Wenmei, a black mark appeared between her brows, and she stretched out her hand to tear at the space where the demon army was, tearing the space apart.
She also stretched out her other hand, facing the space, and slowly clenched both hands inward, she wanted to knead the space into a ball.
"Hold on!" The demons who were enveloped in that space tried their best to push the compressed space out, but the difference in strength was too great to help.
War is a song of blood and sorrow.
More and more casualties make every monk's heart exhausted.
They don't know how many compatriots will die before this war can stop.
At least for now, it is far away.
hope.
The demons and Manghuang stopped fighting again.
On a planet, monk Manghuang was holding a huge farewell ceremony.
"Salute for our hero!" A loud shout came out, and all the soldiers saluted solemnly, but they couldn't hide the sadness in their eyes.
A trace of rain fell on their faces, mixed with tears dripping on the ground, and they were silently mourning.
When they returned to the tent, they had no desire to speak, and the atmosphere was solemn.
Everyone sat cross-legged on the ground and was lost in thought, not knowing what to think.
"Huh!" Fatty Wang let out a breath and entered the state of cultivation.
After all, he and Mu Zixiao had seen more deaths than others.
Every truce period will last at least two months.
After all, this is a battle between the two worlds.
Discussing strategies, and then delivering orders, the transfer of soldiers is a huge project, and the scope involved can reach dozens of galaxies.
At the same time, a figure finally came to the battlefield from the starry sky in the east.
Ji Yi continued to move forward, and finally saw the Manghuang monk stationed here on a planet.
Ji Yi appeared and fell down, alarming the monks who were on guard, but seeing Ji Yi's appearance as a wild human race, he immediately felt relieved.
"Brother of the Ji family!" A voice of surprise came, and a figure greeted Ji Yi.
It was a direct descendant of the Ji family and the garrison general of this planet.
"Brother." Ji Yi saw his relatives greet each other happily, feeling like returning home after years of wandering.
The news of Ji Yi's return quickly spread throughout the Ji family.
Everyone felt reassured when they heard that Ji Yi had returned.
This was their holy son, and the Ji family finally had a real principal.
Ji Yi came to the star where the alliance headquarters is located, the teleportation array lit up, and Ji Yi's figure appeared on the teleportation array.
"Brother Ji, I knew you were fine." Fatty Wang ran over and gave Ji Yi a hug.
The disciples of the Ji family and other monsters all surrounded him.
The leader of the younger generation finally came back.
They had been waiting for a long time.
The people in charge of the Ji family gathered here.
Once Ji came back, many things had to be discussed together.
"Ji Yi, you are finally back, we have a backbone." Ji Ming said.
"Uncle Ji Ming and you elders can handle the affairs of the Ji family.
In terms of experience, you are better than me." Ji Yiqian resigned.
"You are the Holy Son appointed by the Third Patriarch, you can't shirk this busy position." Ji Ming pressed Ji Yi on the main position.
Ji Yi couldn't resist everyone, after all, they couldn't violate the will of the third ancestor, who could compare with the emperor in terms of vision?
"Ji Yi, I have already used your space-time acceleration formation for all the monks in the alliance, look." Ji Ming asked Ji Yi's opinion, after all, it is Ji Yi's personal belongings.
"That's what it should be.
Now we can increase our strength by one point.
Uncle Ji Ming, you are doing the right thing." Ji Yiyi has no objection to this.
The war between the two worlds, if everyone still cherishes themselves , it is better to surrender directly.
Ji Yi asked about the current situation, and expressed no surprise that the wild world is still at a disadvantage.
After understanding the situation, Ji Yi proposed his thoughts on the road.
"I suggest that we discuss with other forces and put more treasures into the merit exchange table, including many martial arts and supernatural powers that do not involve the core inheritance, so as to stimulate the fighting spirit of the monks and improve their combat power." Ji Ji One pondered.
"Okay, I agree, the opinions of sects and families will only add obstacles in this situation." Ji Ming said.
The other Ji family principals did not object either.
After all, the situation is not in control.
Ji Ming did not make this decision before because he did not have the authority to make such a decision involving the inheritance of the Ji family.
Ji Yi's status as the Holy Son is sufficient.
Ji Yi discussed the future plans of the Ji family and suggestions for the Anti-Demon Alliance with the principal of the Ji family.
After the clan meeting was over, Ji Yi followed Ji Tong, Ji Yue and the others to the camp where the young evildoers stayed.
Cultivation requires communication, and these reckless young evildoers gather together to discuss the Tao and stimulate the spark of wisdom together, which is good for everyone's progress.
Those who stay here are at least king-level Tianjiao and above.
If the level is too far apart, not only will they not be able to learn anything by staying here, but their Dao Xin will be lost in confusion.
"Brother Ji, how is your strength now? I feel like you are an ordinary person now." Li Wushuang said, after many years, Ji Yi finally met his old friend.