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

Yun An took a look at the Celestial Clan's progress in cultivation and felt that it was barely acceptable.

I was thinking of going to see how the demons were training, but as soon as I stepped into the training ground in the west, I heard a loud collision.

Meng Hun's upper body was naked, and his well-developed muscles were shining in the sun.

In front of him stood a black stone that looked like a small hill, with a huge deep hole already punched out on the front by Meng Hu.

But he seemed tireless and continued to beat madly.

Chu Yang saw Yun An coming, his eyes full of doubts:

"What special training tasks did you assign to him? He has been pounding for a whole day and night since yesterday."

Yun An frowned, "I did not directly control the training progress of your demon race. I just integrated the cooperation of the human race and the celestial race with that of the demon race."

"Maybe he got caught this time and got hurt."

Chu Yang turned around and looked at Yun An, "Hey, you didn't say anything that day, what do you think about this naming rights?"

Yun An's eyes were indifferent: "I think there are many things that need to be named in the Alliance Army. Just take half of them. There is no need to dwell on this one thing."

Chu Yang's eyes lit up, "That makes sense. The name of the Alliance Army, the honorific title of Marshal, the command of the army..."

Yun glanced at him calmly and said, "But what's left for you must be decided by us."

"Hmm?" Chu Yang rolled up his sleeves. "I think you need some practice, right? Come on, let's fight."

Everyone in the city was busy, but because of the presence of Ren Yi, the "stabilizing force", no one felt panicked.

Although there were still dark night ghosts wandering outside the city, Ziwu and Ye Che cleared them out quickly and safety was guaranteed.

Many monks took advantage of this brief period of safety to return to the town from the deep mountains and forests.

Tianxi City has restored transmission and communication with the four nearby Tianzu cities, and the number of cultivators in the city has increased rapidly.

A hooded man in black sat in a roadside tea stall, listening to the latest news from everyone.

"I never thought that the Emperor of Heaven is not dead! With her return, the entire Three Realms have changed drastically!"

"Why call him the Heavenly Emperor? The Heavenly Emperor and the Demon King are the same person from beginning to end. Now he should be called Marshal!"

"You said that the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon King have appeared at the same time many times before. Every time, there were at least thousands of cultivators watching, but we didn't notice anything unusual!"

"Well, it's mainly because this is too bizarre. Who would have thought that after so many years of fighting between the Heavenly Demons and the Demonic Tribe, the kings of the two tribes would secretly have a child!"

"This child is a rare celestial-demon hybrid! Do you remember the shocking battle during the Three Realms Martial Competition? For a cultivator with such fighting power, I would rather she is a friend than an enemy!"

"Who says it's not true? The day they learned that the Marshal had been resurrected, those weak monks and celestial masters in the Heavenly Palace seemed to be instantly energized. They rushed out and hacked at everyone they saw, and the Dark Night Ghosts didn't even have time to revive!"

"That's how it should be! They were too cowardly before!"

"Who said the Dark Night Ghost is immortal? Who wouldn't be scared when seeing this? If the Marshal hadn't been resurrected, no one would dare to fight to the death!"

“Although more demons are trapped now, the Dark Night Ghosts attacked the Celestial Clan the most fiercely in the beginning. Now, among the cultivators imprisoned at the altar of Wanren Mountain, two-thirds are from the Celestial Clan!”

"Now we just have to wait for the marshal to lead us back!"

"Yes, all ethnic groups have taken action. It really gives us hope."

As they were talking, they called the waiter for a pot of wine.

The man in black sitting right in front of them had a puzzled look on his face. After placing a few spirit stones on the table as tea money, he quickly left.

He walked to a secluded place and took off the hood on his head.

Huyan Luo's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt mixed emotions.

That day, after he saw Ren Yi leaving, he followed him.

He didn't expect that Ren Yi had been lying to him all along. In fact, she had recovered her cultivation a long time ago and now became the Grand Marshal of the Three-Tribe Alliance Army!

What about the time Ren Yi and he spent in the snowy mountains and forests?

Since she had already recovered her cultivation, why did she stay with him?

Why did Ren Yi save him when he was surrounded by ghosts in the dark night?

Is it really because he is connected to Ren Yi's soul and she is worried that if he dies, she will be buried with him?

All kinds of chaotic and complicated thoughts lingered in his mind, making him dazed for a moment.

Sometimes, he really thought that the person he met was not real.

And now this person looks down upon the world with a cold and ruthless look in his eyes.

is the truth.