Chapter 1572 Enmity and Alliance

Chapter 1572 Enmity and Alliance

However, Lin Xuan naturally had no objection at all. The world of cultivating immortals is cruel, and it is perfectly normal for the weak to prey on the strong. Even if King Wanjiao didn't say anything, he would do the same.

Thus, a temporary alliance was formed.

There are many people, but each of them has ulterior motives.

The most unlucky ones were the five immortal cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, secretly complaining, how could he not know what their situation was like.

However, they were facing three old monsters in the clutching period, and they could only pinch their noses to recognize them.

I knew that I shouldn't have come to the Asura's Gate to hunt for treasures, but neither the secular nor the immortals regretted it.

Here, the air ban is extremely terrifying, but the light body technique is still not restricted, so the three of them move extremely quickly.

After a meal appointment.

King Wan Jiao suddenly slowed down and stopped.

"Why, Fellow Daoist found something wrong?"

Although Lin Xuan's spiritual consciousness is far superior to that of immortal cultivators of the same level, it is still slightly inferior to the old monsters in this later period.

"Well, there's an old friend ahead."

King Wan Jiao's face was full of solemnity, he did not expect to meet Wangtinglou here.

Although the two did not have a blood feud, they had fought each other before, and their relationship could not be called harmonious. Now they meet on a narrow road...

King Wan Jiao's heart was beating a little, but there was no change on his face: "Let's go!"

No matter what, he would never give up the treasure.

at the same time.

On the wide jade steps, the demonic energy surged, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth also fluctuated violently. Wangtinglou joined hands with the ancient demons, but the number of Yin soldiers far exceeded the imagination of the two of them, and they seemed to be invincible. .

"Huh?"

A strange color flashed in Wangtinglou's eyes, and the reaction of the ancient demon was similar. From the perspective of spiritual consciousness alone, the difference between the two was actually similar.

"somebody is coming."

"That's right, and there are actually eight of them, and three of them are Clutch, Fellow Daoists of Tinglou, do you know them?" Gu Mo said slowly, with a serious expression on his face. The strength of this group of monks cannot be humiliated. Whether the treasure can be found has added a lot of new variables.

"Wan Jiao King, the number one master of the monster clan, in the late stage of separation and reunion."

"Oh, compared to fellow daoists, how is your strength?" The ancient demon asked with flickering eyes.

"It's about the same as me."

Wangtinglou's face did not change, these words were of course false, but his alliance with the ancient demon was originally planned with ulterior motives, so naturally he would not tell the truth.

The two were talking on their lips, but their hands were not idle. All kinds of spells with large-scale destruction flew out non-stop, and the soldiers fell one by one. However, these guys were originally monsters made by using spells. , I don't know what fear is at all, and I still rush towards one person and one demon without fear of death.

Naturally, it does not constitute a threat to them, but it can also have a hysteresis effect.

In this way, King Tie Zhou's goal was achieved.

Time flies by like a fleeting horse. Since they knew it was useless to hide their bodies, Lin Xuan and his party simply did not use their concealment powers. After making an appointment for a cup of tea, the two sides met each other.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and in the late stage of clutching, the guy next to him was actually an ancient demon with a familiar aura, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Looking at the Twelve States of Tianyun, there are only a handful of monks in the separation and reunion period, and there are even fewer monks in the later stage.

The identity of the other party is ready to be revealed.

Wangtinglou!

The legendary No. 1 expert in the Twelve States of Tianyun is obviously not as sharp-edged as the Wanjiao King. Although he is making a move now, his strength is still shrouded in a layer of fog, making it impossible to see clearly.

As for the ancient demon, although it was only in its initial stage, for some reason, it gave him a strong sense of crisis.

That kind of feeling was never felt even when facing the 梼杌 split soul.

Although Lin Xuan's face was calm, his heart began to be secretly vigilant.

This guy is by no means an ordinary ancient demon, is he also the soul of a high-ranking existence in the demon world?

If we met at another time, everyone wanted to compete for the treasure on the top of the mountain, and it would be inevitable to fight after meeting.

However, at this moment, it is obvious that someone has taken the lead, and they are fighting with their lives here, which is obviously very stupid.

Thoughts flashed through Lin Xuan's mind, but the Wanjiao King said in shock and anger: "Wangtinglou, what do you mean? As a human immortal cultivator, but you are working together with the demons, do you want to ascend to the sky?" Is it the devil world?"

"I want to go there, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you." Facing the distraught old Jiaolong, Wangtinglou seemed tepid. Just this demeanor is admirable.

"You..." Wan Jiao King was furious, but he naturally didn't dare to provoke anything, not to mention that the timing was not suitable at all, even if he fought, he would be humiliating himself.

"When you come here, what you are looking for is nothing more than treasures. Whether you are a human race or a demon race, or our holy race, what kind of grievances do you have with each other? If fellow daoists still want to share a cup of treasures, join hands with us and wipe out the Yin soldiers in front of us. If you insist on the grievances with our holy clan, this deity has nothing to say." The voice of ancient demon gold and iron Into the ear.

"Hmph, what are you, dare to talk to me like this, just an early stage of separation..."

"So what about the early stage? The two fellow Taoists behind you are also in the early stage. I just want to ask you, would you like to let the treasure be taken by the ghosts of the underworld?"

"This..." Wan Jiao King's complexion became cloudy.

Lin Xuan couldn't help being a little surprised. King Wanjiao was an old guy who had lived for tens of thousands of years, a generation of heroes, not to mention his strength and bearing.

Just now, in order to get the treasure, I offered to put aside the grievances for the time being. At this moment, why...

Could it be that there is some unknown great enmity between him and the ancient demon?

Although it's just a guess, Lin Xuan has secretly paid attention to it. Maybe he can take advantage of it when he turns his face.

This is the most master Lin Xuan has encountered since he stepped into the immortal way. Even if he joins forces with Yue'er, he still feels a little uneasy.

Combat strength is just a bad strategy, resourcefulness is also very important.

Tian Xiaojian seemed to have noticed it too, and there was also a strange light flashing in his eyes.

On the other hand, Wangtinglou, with his hands behind his back, looked relaxed, as if the scene in front of him had nothing to do with him at all.

"Okay, fellow daoists are right. This king naturally doesn't want the treasure to be taken by the ghosts of the underworld, so let's join hands." After several changes in his face, King Wan Jiao finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Well, it's the right choice for you to do so. I don't know if the other fellow Taoists have any objections?"

"No."

Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian agreed, and Wangtinglou also nodded. Although everyone knows that this so-called joint venture is just a strategy for profit, once the treasure is born, who will care about it, but at least for now, it is good for everyone. favorable.

As for the five Nascent Soul cultivators, naturally no one would ask them what they meant.

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