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

Ren Yi also felt very strange, her whole body ached badly.

It was like we had really been fighting all night.

In Shu Yuan's dream, she had no magic power or spiritual power and could only rely on her swordsmanship and body skills to kill those nightmares.

It naturally took some effort.

But weren’t those dreams?

Ren Yi looked at Tie Zhu: "What's the situation?"

"They opened the barrier and released a large number of cultivators from various races."

"They all had their spiritual and demonic veins sealed by the Dark Night Clan's magic, and they are unable to escape."

"In addition to the three Dark Night Clan leaders, there is also a high-ranking monk who is responsible for guarding them."

Ren Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Aren't you also a high-level monk?"

"It's different. His aura is very special. I, I have never seen it before. It is somewhat similar to the red spider at the bottom of the sea..."

Renyi narrowed his eyes and it seemed that they had brought in monsters from other dimensions.

"Master, your body is not suitable for you to use magic many times, but I'm afraid you are the only one who can defeat that monster. What should I do?"

She reached out and patted the iron pillar, "It's okay, there are so many of us here."

Tie Zhu sighed deeply: "Rather than relying on them, we might as well commit suicide now."

Ren Yi looked in the direction of his gaze in surprise.

The cultivators of both the Heavenly and Demonic tribes were lying all over the ground.

It would be more accurate to say that they are entangled rather than "lying down".

A dozen people were like a twisted hemp rope, with each one pushing on the other.

Fang Qing inserted his fingers into Fei Peng's nostrils, and with his other hand he tightly grasped Fei Ji's hair.

Feipeng's right hand tightly pinched a piece of soft flesh on the inside of Fang Qing's thigh, pinching and twisting it in circles.

His left hand was still grabbing Fang Qing's soles.

Fei Ji was even more exaggerated. He rode on two people and blocked the faces of Fang Qing and another demon cultivator with his butt.

He grabbed a handful of soil in each hand and stuffed them into the mouths of the other two monks.

The two people were choked and rolled their eyes...

He looked at the pile of meat on the ground and pressed his eyebrows.

It's indeed a bit too much to rely on them.

Tiezhu came over and said, "It's okay, it's okay. At their age, they just love playing in the mud."

He just raised his hand and shook it randomly, sending all the people in front of him flying.

"With such a powerful enemy at hand, you still have the mind to have fun?"

Ren Yi's eyes were as sharp as a knife. "The Dark Night Clan is invading our homeland. It's a matter of life and death for the cultivators of the Three Realms. Are you still distinguishing between the Celestial Clan and the Demon Clan?"

"You guys are so disappointing..."

Random words made everyone lower their heads, standing in a row and not speaking anymore:

"Outside of Silver Snow City, there are dozens of brothers waiting for me to rescue them. If you still acknowledge me and are willing to shoulder your responsibilities as a cultivator from the Three Realms, then you can go with me."

"If you still have obsessions in your hearts, then leave and find a place to hide. Maybe you can live longer."

After saying that, he took a casual step forward.

The monk standing there was filled with shame and wanted to slap himself a few times right away.

The king did not abandon any of their tribes, and immediately after his resurrection he began to travel around the three realms.

Now it has come to a matter of life and death for the Three Realms, and they are still arguing over their sectarian differences!

How stupid!

Tiezhu looked back from time to time and gave random reports on progress:

"Master, both sides apologized to each other, and even shook hands and made peace!"

"Oh my, they are all catching up in unison!"

"Master, your acting is becoming more and more natural. You put on those compliments and turned them into key figures in saving the three realms!"

Ren Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "You don't seem to believe what I said?"

"Faith?" Tie Zhu chuckled. "Master, your heart is more like stone than mine. You treat rules as shit and play with people's hearts."

"You seem gentle and virtuous, like a banished saint, but in fact you have murderous intent and deep hatred in your heart, worse than the devil."

He stopped and narrowed his eyes, with a malicious smile on his face:

"The stone elves who have lived through countless years can indeed see through people's hearts."

"In that case, why do you still follow me?"

Tiezhu also stopped, and his cynical look slowly disappeared:

"Although you are cold-hearted, as long as you label someone as one of your own, you will protect them at all costs."

"You taught me magic and led me to conquer the demon clan. During the Heavenly Demon Competition, Meng Hu and I were trapped on the third floor, and you rushed in to save us..."

"You are the one playing chess. If you didn't care about me, a little chess piece, I would have died on the chessboard long ago."

"Master, even if you are a devil, I am willing to go to hell with you."

Randomly glanced at him indifferently:

"I didn't expect a stone to speak so cheesy."