Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Seeing Shu Yuan's appearance, Ye Jian asked in a low voice, "Master, what's wrong?"

Shu Yuan: "Did you hear the cough just now?"

Ye Jian frowned, "No, there are cultivators in the fifth and sixth realms here, how could someone cough?"

Shu Yuan turned to look at Ren Yi, who was still concentrating on looking at the Thousand Machine Stone.

Shu Yuan's brows furrowed even more tightly.

In the valley, Ren Yi and Alan Wang Suda had already reached the vicinity of the nest.

With a flick of any finger, a cluster of flames gently fell in the middle of the nest made of dead branches.

The moment the flame fell, a blazing flame shot up into the sky.

Everyone who was still fighting was stunned when they heard this earth-shattering sound.

With such a loud noise, not to mention the other monks, even those searching for their three-headed snake outside should have heard it!

Sure enough, before the battle between them was decided, six cultivators from the Celestial Clan flew over.

They all wore the same green attire, with spiritual energy surging around them.

The people who were fighting just now immediately split into two groups.

When Doerqi saw them, he was furious, "You again!"

"Tianzun, they were the ones who attacked us just now. Not only did they almost steal our crystal core, they also injured my junior brother!"

Yun An looked at these blue-robed monks in confusion, "Are you monks from the Library and Shangqingtian?"

Yue Qinxue selected a number of cultivators from the three heavens of the Heavenly Palace and said that a second selection would be conducted.

But he didn't see any of the monks behind him.

Before the martial arts competition began, Yue Qinxue did not allow him and Yu Bai to meet other teammates.

At that time, I thought Yue Qinxue had a grudge against them and deliberately prevented them from meeting each other.

But now, these people seem unfamiliar.

He didn't recognize any of them.

The blue-robed monk nodded:

"We mistook them for enemies just now. Now that the demons are in front of us, we should unite to face the enemy first. If we have any grudges, we can talk about it after we get out."

When Daoerqi heard them say this, he didn't want to hold the Celestial Clan back.

He could only suppress his displeasure and turned to glare at the demon.

Kuang Jian smiled coldly: "You keep procrastinating and annoying me, come and die!"

The people of the Heavenly and Demonic tribes fought again.

The fight between Doerqi and Kuangzhan just now was suddenly interrupted, and he was about to rush up and have another fight with him.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.

He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The sharp sword pierced his waist and abdomen fiercely, and before he could come to his senses, the owner of the sword pulled it out mercilessly.

Then, he stabbed again fiercely!

Kuang Jian raised the spear in his hand and helped Doerqi to deflect the sword that was stabbing at his chest.

When Daoerqi’s two fellow apprentices saw this scene, they immediately rushed over.

While using his spiritual power to control his wound, he turned around and looked angrily at the green-robed monk who stabbed him.

"what are you doing!"

The green-robed monk held a sword in his right hand and a bloody crystal core in his left hand.

That was the crystal core that fell from his waist when he pierced the Dole flag just now.

Kuang Jian also frowned, leaning his spear on the ground, "Aren't you all from the Celestial Tribe? You used such a heavy hand, are you even more cruel than me?"

The blue-robed monk's eyes glowed an enchanting green, and his smile was strange.

"Hand over all the crystal cores in your hands, otherwise..."

He raised the sword, and the slender snake head licked the blood off the sword.

"You are all going to die here."

Ren Yi walked quickly to the side of Daoerqi, raised his hand and sealed several major acupoints on his body to prevent him from dying from the collapse of his spiritual power.

Doerqi's complexion also looked a little better.

She turned to look at the blue-robed monks and said, "You are not from the Celestial Clan."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this and looked at the blue-robed monk.

Yun An was even more shocked. "You are not a cultivator from the Celestial Clan? How did you get in? Everything here will be recorded by the Thousand Machine Stone. How dare you pretend to be someone else?!"

The green-robed monk suddenly raised his head and laughed, "Impersonation? We were sent in by the young emperor of the Celestial Clan himself."

Yun An's pupils suddenly shrank: "What did you say?"

He held the crystal core and tossed it lightly. The crystal core instantly turned into a green light and sank into his fingers.

"Here, the restrictions are imposed on you, the two Heavenly Demon Clans, and we, whether it's magic weapons or cultivation, will not be affected."

He opened his arms and laughed wildly:

"As for the Thousand Machine Stone... the area around here has been poisoned by us brothers. The poison gas will hinder the exploration of the Thousand Machine Stone, turning this place into a blind spot."

"People from the outside world will only see a vast expanse of white here and won't be able to see what's happening at all."

"After you are eaten by the poison, we will come back to taste your corpses."

Everyone's expressions changed. What the green-robed cultivator said was not only unbelievable but also unbelievable like that of the Celestial Clan.

I'm afraid it's some very strange race!

The monk in green stretched out his slender snake head, licked the corner of his mouth, and said with a little excitement:

"You can only go in and out here. No one can save you. Stop struggling."

"Fuck, why is the fog so thick?"

Almost as soon as the blue-robed monk finished speaking, Zhaershi, Baichuan Menghu, Wanniang and the other five people.

He fanned the mist in front of him and walked in.