I Can Track Everything

"The undead Demon Venerable, the second-generation sect master of the Great Zhou Demon Sect, killed my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather... grandfather, and since then he has forged an endless hatred with my undead demon phoenix clan!

Over the next few thousand years, the Dazhou Demon Sect's body-refining line and my undead monster phoenix clan have fought many times, and they have both won and lost. "

The black phoenix in the sky was suspended outside the formation, looking down at the people of the Demon Sect, with a very cold tone.

Looking at the black flames burning around it, everyone in the Demon Sect felt very heavy.

Before coming here, the sect master once mentioned that the spirit fire around the undead demon phoenix can burn everything, and only the top powerhouses in the body refining lineage can withstand that powerful spirit fire and fight against the undead demon phoenix clan.

Therefore, the sect master instructed them that if they encounter the undead demon phoenix family, they must retreat.

But who would have thought that this time he came to the front line to defend the city?

If the defending city retreats without fighting, then the name of timidity is justified, and they can't afford to lose such a person.

"Where are the people from the body-refining line of your Demon Sect?" The Undying Demon Phoenix asked coldly when there was no reply.

"If my senior brother were here! Seeing that he won't kill you..."

Yuan Qingtian jumped out and wanted to scold, but halfway through his words, the young disciples of the Demon Sect covered his mouth.

...

Seeing this, the undead demon phoenix completely lost patience, and a black line of fire spewed out, blasting directly towards the sky!

Several Nascent Souls in the great formation simultaneously urged their spiritual power to resist, but the black line of fire seemed to be able to burn spiritual power.

boom!

A bang!

A big hole was burned directly out of the big formation in the sky! The pupils of all the Demon Sect cultivators shrank suddenly when they saw this scene.

This black flame is too powerful!

"It's only the middle stage of Nascent Soul, destroy it!"

The head of the demon department slapped the churning earth dragon out dozens of meters away, then turned his head and shouted at the monks.

He is the person with the highest cultivation level in this line, and the so-called city lord on the bright side.

As soon as his words fell, a demon cultivator in the late Nascent Soul found him in the sky.

The monks of the Demon Sect were besieging the undead phoenix.

However, with such an undead phoenix in the middle of the Nascent Soul, the five of them were stunned to attack the black flames that could not break the opponent's body.

At this moment, they have to admit that the demon clan... also has such things as Tianjiao, and the ones they faced before were just stinky fish and rotten shrimps.

It didn't take long for the battle, and hundreds of streamers in the distance had already rushed into the great formation, and the twelfth city had become precarious in an instant.

...

almost the same moment.

Emergency information was received from the special support team patrolling back and forth within the second line of defense.

"The Twelfth City Great Array was broken..."

A middle-aged Nascent Soul who led the team saw the words "Twelfth City" and his eyes flashed suddenly, as if he had remembered something.

He didn't forget... A certain big man once gave him a hint, asking him to "take care of" the Great Zhou Demon Gate in the twelfth city.

An old man of Nascent Soul behind him hurriedly said: "Sir, the monks in the twelfth city are not weak in combat, their formations have been broken, and they may have encountered extremely powerful enemies. Let's hurry up and support them. ."

The middle-aged Nascent Soul's face was constantly changing when he heard this, and at this moment, he knew that the communication token also lit up.

"The thirty-second city formation is broken!"

Seeing this news, the middle-aged Nascent Soul was relieved, and said coldly: "Go to the thirty-second city! The monks in the twelfth city have a variety of methods, and they may be able to hold on for a while!"

The people behind him were hesitant to say anything, but in the end they didn't say anything.

After all, the Northern Border is the territory of the Haoran Sword Sect. If both the Demon Dao and the Qi-training line suffer at the same time, then it is understandable to support the Qi-training lineage first, based on how close they are.

...

After half an hour.

The twelfth city had already been bombed and tattered. As for the thousand low-level monks who guarded the city, they were burnt to ashes early, and they were all killed in battle.

Not only that, everyone in the Demon Sect was also seriously injured. Not to mention the death of more than a dozen Jindan Demon Xiu, the Nine Great Nascent Souls were also injured.

Yuan Qingtian was covered in blood, and after assassinating a Jindan demon cultivator, his face showed despair.

"Why hasn't the special support team come yet?"

Hearing his question, a message token fell from the sky, and at the same time, there was a low voice from the sect master of the poison department!

"Yuan Qingtian! Ask Dajin for help! My Demon Gate has a grudge with a certain high-level executive in Daxia! Don't expect any special support team!"

Yuan Qingtian looked a little dazed when he heard the words, he lost his memory early, and some things were not very clear.

But let him ask that bastard Chen Chen for help, how is this possible!

Even if you die! also impossible...

pat!

Before he could continue to think about it, the arm of the sect master of the poisonous department fell in front of him, exuding a thick black aura.

Looking at that arm, Yuan Qingtian's pupils shrank slightly.

The sect master of the poisonous department just said a word to him, lost a token, and paid the price of one hand. How tragic was this battle? And how could he... just look at the comrade of the Demon Sect and die like this?

Thinking of this, Yuan Qingtian couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this moment, he remembered the scene where his senior brother faced the imminent explosion of the spiritual veins and the powerful enemy, and let him and the few sect masters leave quickly!

Senior brother is willing to sacrifice his own life for the sake of his fellow disciple, but Yuan Qingtian is so selfish, compared to senior brother...he is really inferior!

Thinking of this, Yuan Qingtian gritted his teeth, blood dripped from his lips, and struggled to pick up the communication token, with a difficult appearance, as if he was holding a mountain.

After sending a message for help, Yuan Qingtian felt that his whole life was completely bleak, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and rushed towards a group of Jindan demon cultivators with grief and anger.

I made up my mind in my heart that I must die here before that person comes! This will save some face! By the way, I can find my brother!

...

In the sixteenth city, Chen Chen is silently cultivating.

At this moment, he is only waiting for the end of the war to collect the spirit stones. In the past half a month, many cities have noticed the super defense of the sixteenth city, but no one has imitated it.

Because the consumption is too huge!

Coming to the border between the two tribes to participate in the war is only a part of the life of cultivating immortals, not the whole. It is impossible for people from other cities to take out the heritage of the entire sect and even the entire country into the war.

In their opinion, this Dajin approach was like an ordinary person who went bankrupt for his 60th birthday.

Not worth the loss!

But they won't say much, after all, everyone has their own aspirations.

"The twelfth city encountered a strong enemy... unable to resist, the city has been destroyed, please ask for support."

At this moment, a certain communication token in Chen Chen's storage ring lit up.

Seeing this message, Chen Chen suddenly opened his eyes, without any hesitation, he stood up and walked out.

He spent a period of time in Demon Sect, and it is impossible to say that he has no feelings.

Moreover, he has fought and fought with a few sect masters of the Demon Sect.

Shen Lin, the young master of the Corpse Refining Department, even fell into a maze because of him, and even the unreliable Yuan Qingtian was seriously injured for him.

Not to mention that more than half a month ago, the Nascent Souls of the Demon Sect even came to the rescue in the face of his current identity.

Although the people of this devil's sect practice all kinds of strange exercises, most of them are people with good temperament.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, and his voice spread throughout the sixteenth city.

"Leave 50 Jindan cultivators to control the spirit cannon and guard the city, and the rest will follow me to support the twelfth city!"