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

The Night Monk who reconstructed his body slowly opened his eyes.

The empty eyes slowly regained their brilliance.

"Mingchuan? Why are you here? Didn't you go to capture the monks of the demon clan?"

Mingchuan hit his head, he couldn't remember anything that happened before.

It's like someone has taken away a large piece of memory out of thin air.

"What about you? Didn't you say you captured a large number of Celestial Clan cultivators?"

Ming Ling was in a trance for a moment, and spoke out the memory implanted by Tiezhu:

"They ran away."

"Run away? Lord Tianbi has been waiting for this group of monks. Without them, Lord Tianbi will definitely kill us!"

Ming Yi sneered: "What are you afraid of? Aren't there still a group of cultivators outside Yinxue City?"

Mingchuan's eyes widened. "Are you crazy? Those are the monks used to force Fang Yiru to open the door! If we touch them, Master Tianbi will grind us to dust!"

Ming Yi: "But those monks can help us delay for a while! Then we can capture other people to take over."

Several people were silent, apparently agreeing with Ming Yi's words.

"It's settled. We will transport those monks out tonight and report to Master Tianbi."

"Catch new monks during the day."

Mingchuan and Mingling also nodded and followed Mingyi to fly towards Yinxue City.

While they were talking, the cultivators from the Heavenly and Demonic tribes were within the barrier less than ten steps away from them.

Not only could these Dark Night Monks not feel the energy fluctuations from them, they couldn't even see them.

This was simply impossible in the past!

When night falls, the Dark Night Monks become as energized as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Their fighting power doubles, and they can even come back to life from the dead.

No matter what kind of barrier or technique is used to conceal the aura, nothing can escape detection.

but now……

The eyes of both the Heavenly and Demonic tribes all fell on Ren Yi.

The Celestial Clan monks communicated with spiritual power:

[Your Majesty is our Heavenly Emperor, he just took them along because he felt sorry for them.]

Fei Peng: [That’s right, so we have to follow His Majesty closely to avoid them making arrangements for His Majesty! ]

The demon monks were also communicating with magic power:

[The king finally agreed to lead us again. We must not let a few celestial dogs take the king away! ]

Fang Qing: [Look at their shifty eyes, they must be coveting our powerful demon king! ]

Tiezhu came close to Ren Yi and said, "Master, the way they look at you is green."

Randomly glanced at him and said, "The Dark Night Clan has gone far away, why don't you follow them?"

The reason why Mingchuan and the others were left behind was to find the other monks who were captured by them.

Tiezhu patted his chest and said, "What is most abundant in the wild? Naturally, stones! No matter where they go, I can track them down!"

After saying this, Tiezhu walked out of the barrier and disappeared into the night.

I closed my eyes and felt the current energy of my soul.

The energy of the soul has dropped by 10%, and the rate of consumption is several times faster than before.

After recovering from this endless cycle, physical abnormalities continued to emerge.

She must gain recognition from both tribes as soon as possible and become their common king.

Only in this way can we fulfill the bet with the Heavenly Messenger and break the Heavenly Seal and Curse.

Before that, she must minimize energy consumption and maintain her physical condition.

When she recovers all her energy, that evil disciple will die.

"I'm going to rest now. Anyone who wakes me up will be thrown out."

After saying this, Ren Yi went to sleep with his clothes on and instantly fell into a dream.

The cultivators of the Heavenly and Demonic tribes sat on either side, staring at each other with murderous eyes.

Fei Peng and the Celestial Clan cultivators exchanged glances:

[We'll make some noise later so the king can drive them out! ]

Fei Ji nodded, grabbed a brick at hand and threw it across.

Fang Qing on the opposite side was just planning how to drive out the Celestial Clan when he was suddenly hit on the head by a stone.

He subconsciously cried out in pain, scaring all the demon monks around him so much that they covered his mouth.

Fang Qing was angry. He stood up and walked to Feipeng, poking his eyes with two fingers.

In order not to wake Ren Yi, neither side used spiritual power or magic power.

But Fang Qing was a member of the demon clan with a strong physique. He poked Fei Peng's eyes so hard that they hurt with just two fingers.

Fei Ji and another cultivator saw this and immediately stood up and grabbed Fang Qing's hair.

When the demon monks saw them besieging Fang Qing, they all stood up.

The cultivators of the Heavenly and Demonic tribes wrestled with each other, using all sorts of tactics.

Picking noses, pulling hair, pulling lips, stripping clothes, poking assholes, tickling soles of feet...

The scene is so horrible that it is unbearable to watch.

Ren Yi was completely unaware of this because she was already standing in Shu Yuan's dream.

"Miss, you are late. The prince..." The old butler looked at Ren Yi with tears on his face.

"The prince has been eaten by those victims who came to his door!"