From the fake emperor to the concubine

After killing Demon Lord Huiyue, the human side has actually gained a huge advantage in overall strength.

Even though Demon Lord Huiyue is the weakest here at the Jindan stage.

But the golden elixir is the golden elixir after all. As long as he is present, he can restrain at least one person.

From the scene, it doesn't look that different.

Without Demon Lord Huiyue, one of the Jindan cultivators would face the situation of being besieged by two people.

In addition to Muwuhou and Qinghui, two top masters who are at the peak of the Jindan stage and are about to break through to the Shenhua stage.

It is almost impossible for an ordinary cultivator to fight two at a time, and defeat is only a matter of time.

With this snowballing trend, the human victory is foreseeable.

However, even Zheng Yi didn’t expect this.

The death of Demon Lord Huiyue actually drove the Jindan cultivators of the Mingling clan present completely crazy.

They even resort to tactics that result in mutual destruction.

However, the human Jindan cultivators, because they had already accumulated an advantage, became timid.

After all, as long as they can successfully defend against this wave of counterattack by the Nether Spirits, they will definitely win in the end, so there is no need to take risks.

When Zheng Yi saw them like this, he became so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

They must know that if you defend for too long, you will lose. However, they are in a dilemma and cannot see clearly at this time.

"My dear seniors, the bravest will win when two meet in a narrow road. The enemy is fighting desperately now. If we still want to hold back, we may ruin our current advantage!"

If Zheng Yi was just an ordinary crystallization stage cultivator, I'm afraid no one would take his words to heart.

But Zheng Yi had just trapped a Jindan master into their encirclement in front of them.

If it weren't for Zheng Yi, even if they could kill Demon Lord Huiyue, they would definitely pay a huge price.

"Tsk, what do you know when you're just in the Crystallization Stage?"

"You are very courageous to order me around."

Although they said this, everyone still changed the way of fighting according to Zheng Yi's words.

Although he still held back, he was not just defending like before.

They already had the advantage in numbers, and their proactive attack suddenly thwarted the powerful attack of the Nether Spirit Clan monks.

After all, even without the extra head, the overall strength of the human monks was obviously stronger.

However, even though the attack was thwarted, the offensive of the Nether Spirit Clan monks was still quite crazy.

It was obvious that they were fighting with the real determination to die.

Under this situation, Zheng Yi actually tends to retreat first.

Anyway, this is not a necessary fight to the death.

But Zheng Yi understood that being able to have a say in the battle and having these Jindan cultivators listen to him was already his limit.

If he really had to make a decision that could determine the outcome of the war, no one would listen to him.

Just as Zheng Yi was racking his brains for a way out of the impasse, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed drastically.

A Jindan cultivator from the Mingling clan roared and directly exploded his Jindan, dying together with a human cultivator.

The power of the self-detonating golden elixir was so great that seven or eight cultivators around were sucked into it.

Those who were lucky were covered in dirt, while those who were unlucky were even injured.

Qinghui swore that even though he discovered the other party's intention to self-destruct his golden elixir, he wanted to go over and save him.

However, he was stopped by Muwu Hou and could only watch the two of them die together.

"Everyone be careful and don't confront each other head-on."

As soon as Qinghui finished speaking, Zheng Yi reminded him again: "Seniors, please be careful of the opponent's exchange strategy, especially when attacking, you must be extremely careful."

Just as Zheng Yi thought, these Jindan cultivators sneered at his words.

"You are just a crystallization stage cultivator, but you really think you are someone important."

"Are you addicted to commanding us Jindan monks?"

Zheng Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head when he heard this, without defending himself.

At this time, no matter what he said, no one would take it to heart.

And the more he explained, the more he would arouse the disgust of these Jindan cultivators.

The best way is to say nothing and treat yourself as an invisible person.

Sure enough, not long after the two sides started fighting, the exchange tactic that Zheng Yi mentioned appeared.

A sword cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan controlled the flying sword and made a feint, heading straight for the vital point of the human cultivator.

A sword cultivator nearby noticed that something was wrong and immediately attacked the cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan, trying to force him to defend himself.

In this way, the crisis of human cultivators would naturally be resolved.

But what no one expected was that the cultivator of the Nether Spirit Clan turned a blind eye to the attack that could threaten his life, and just held on to the human cultivator.

Whether among humans or the Nether Spirit Clan, sword cultivators may not necessarily be the strongest, but their attack power is definitely beyond the reach of other cultivators.

In the same realm, if a sword cultivator is determined to kill someone regardless of any consequences.

Ninety-nine percent of the monks cannot do it.

The human monk was pierced through the chest by a flying sword from the Nether Spirit Clan's sword cultivator and died on the spot.

When he died, there was still an expression of surprise and confusion on his face.

He seemed to be a little confused. What was the grudge between him and this guy? Why did the other party want to kill him at the cost of his own life?

Before the consciousness of the human cultivator completely dissipated, another flying sword followed and beheaded the cultivator of the Nether Spirit Clan.

Looking at the other person's body breaking into pieces and dissipating between heaven and earth, the human cultivator closed his eyes unwillingly.

One of them blew up his golden elixir and died together with others, while the other one was willing to use himself as bait to kill the human golden elixir cultivator.

The human cultivators, who had gained some momentum thanks to Zheng Yi's guidance, began to be timid again.

Now they only dared to hide in the defense network of Master Qinghui and the Four Vajra, and did not dare to confront the monks of the Nether Spirit Clan head-on easily.

The other party would rather die himself than drag them down with him. Who can stand this?
It is true that they are Jindan cultivators, but that does not mean they are not afraid of death.

On the contrary, it is precisely because their cultivation has reached the Golden Elixir stage that they cherish their lives even more.

I have endured so much hardship and suffered so many dangers to achieve what I have today.

How could I be willing to die here so easily?

But once they retreated, all the pressure fell on Qinghui and the Four Vajras.

It can be said that they relied on their own strength to withstand the fierce bombardment of ten Jindan masters.

Although other people would occasionally help them resist some attacks, it was ultimately just a drop in the bucket.

Soon, a dark-colored Arhat phantom disappeared in the attack. The monk who was trying to maintain the Arhat looked pale, spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and swallowed more than a dozen pills before he could barely stabilize his injuries.

With one person missing, the already shaky defense line now looks like it may collapse at any time.

The other monks also knew that the situation was critical, and at this time they all used their own unique skills in an attempt to stop the attack of the Nether Spirit Clan monks.

Unfortunately, they had been completely frightened by the suicide attacks of the Dark Spirits, and were unable to regroup in a short period of time.

Even if he forced himself to take the initiative, the attack was so weak that Zheng Yi shook his head repeatedly.

"We can't go on like this." Zheng Yi frowned.

The morale of their side has been completely suppressed by the Nether Spirit Clan.

If the fight continues like this, it wouldn't be surprising if it collapses at any time.

In other words, it is fortunate that there are guys like Shi Kong who have incredible defensive skills.

Five people held off the crazy attack of ten people.

Otherwise, the human monks might have been defeated and fled in all directions long ago.

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard in the sky.

The Lord of the Book of Resentment and Zui Jiu faced each other with their palms in the air, and the spiritual energy that burst out made the two of them fly backwards at the same time like meteors.

The huge body of the Demon Lord of Book of Resentment crashed into the mountain wall, almost collapsing the mountain.

Zuijiu was not much better off. He fell into the ground, forming a huge crater.

Neither of them took any action immediately, probably because they were injured.

The Jindan masters just glanced casually, and the battle did not stop for a moment.

At this point, this battle is no longer something that either side can easily stop.

If the Dark Spirits dared to stop, the little advantage they had fought so hard to gain would be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Naturally, humans dare not stop. If they want to stop now, they may be taken advantage of by these desperate guys.

At this moment, the human monks dare not relax at all.

Zheng Yi rolled his eyes, turned his head decisively, and ran towards the direction where Zuijiu fell.

In this world, strength is the only hard truth.

If he wants these Jindan monks to act according to his will.

The only possibility is to persuade Zuijiu, the master of the incarnation realm.

"What is this little guy doing again?" A human cultivator noticed Zheng Yi's actions and immediately said angrily.

Having been severely cheated by the cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan, he is now dissatisfied with everything.

"Keep an eye on your opponent and don't be distracted. I don't want to come back and collect your body." Someone reminded him.

Under normal circumstances, this statement would inevitably lead to a series of rebuttals.

And now, no one has time to deal with this guy.

After finally running to Zuijiu's vicinity, Zheng Yi was stunned when he saw the huge pit he had created, which was fifty steps in diameter.

Can humans really dig such a big hole?

Before he could sigh, Zheng Yi found him immediately. In the middle of the pit, Zui Jiu was sitting cross-legged on a huge wine gourd, practicing internal energy to heal his injuries.

I was just about to get closer so we could talk.

Zuijiu's voice suddenly rang in Zheng Yi's ears.

"Stop, you don't want to live anymore? This meteorite crater is filled with spiritual energy that erupted from the fight between me and that guy, the Demon Lord of the Book of Resentment."

"If you get even slightly touched, you will have no choice but to report to Lord Canglan Ming."

Zheng Yi stepped back awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

When Zuijiu scolded him just now, Zheng Yi thought that the other party was on guard against him.

Now that I think about it, I was worrying too much.

He is a great master of the Divine Transformation Stage, so why should he be on guard against someone like me who is only at the Crystallization Stage?
Even if I use all my strength, it is still unclear whether I can hurt the opponent at all.

"I have something important to tell you." The situation was urgent, so Zheng Yi didn't waste any time.

But when it came to stating his purpose, Zheng Yi hesitated again.

Although they were on the battlefield, various sounds of fighting were heard one after another.

But Zheng Yi had no doubt that the master of the divine transformation, Lord Yushu, might have heard what he said.

Zuijiu immediately understood what Zheng Yi meant and waved in his direction. Zheng Yi immediately felt the surroundings filled with the smell of alcohol.

"Now we can rest assured that even the Book of Resentment Demon Lord will not be able to hear what we are saying."

Zheng Yi was delighted and quickly clasped his fists towards Zui Jiuyi: "Senior, if possible, I hope we can leave here as quickly as possible and return to the control of the human race."

"If possible, during this process, we must also try our best to avoid fighting with the monks of the Nether Spirit Clan."

Zui Jiu, who originally looked drunk, suddenly opened his eyes.

Zheng Yi only felt that his neck seemed to have been bitten by the tiger's fangs, and his throat could be bitten off at any time, ending his life.

"You asked us to escape while fighting with the Nether Spirit Clan. Do you know what you are saying, kid?" Zui Jiu said coldly.

Zheng Yi nodded with difficulty: "I understand, but compared to allowing more human cultivators to survive, I think a little face is nothing."

Knowing that this reason was unlikely to convince the other party, Zheng Yi quickly said respectfully: "And senior, at this time, if we leave here safely, it will be the greatest victory."

"Oh?" Zuijiu seemed to be interested: "Can you win by running away?"

The meaning is clearly, do you take me for a fool?
Zheng Yi smiled and explained confidently: "Senior, one of the purposes of your coming here this time is obviously to save people."

"Then, all our battles should revolve around this one goal. The others are just details."

"The outcome of a battle is not determined by how many enemies are destroyed, but by whether one's combat objectives are achieved."

"The Mingling clan wants to use Lin Feng and the others as bait to lure out the human race's masters and destroy them."

"We will leave now after rescuing the people. This will achieve our goal and destroy the enemy's plan at the same time."

"We will stay here and fight the enemy to the death, even to the last soldier. Even if we succeed in severely damaging the enemy in the end, we will have allowed the enemy to achieve its combat objective."

"Which is better? I think you will have your own judgment. There is no need for me to waste my words."

Zuijiu appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was already in turmoil.

He thought that he had overestimated this boy of unknown origin, but in the end, it seemed that he had greatly underestimated Zheng Yi.

He is a master of the Divine Transformation Stage. Even those cultivators in the Golden Core Stage are usually timid and submissive when they see him.

But the man in front of him completely ignored the pressure from his master. Not only that, he could also speak eloquently and clearly, which made him convinced.

Looking up at the direction of the battlefield, I saw that the human monks were indeed losing ground.

After a brief thought, Zuijiu quickly made a decision: "Okay! I'll do as you say." (End of this chapter)