At the moment, the crowds on Yueman Mountain were raging, and all the monks had walked out of the cave and looked up at the covered bridge.

Dao Ting supreme Wu Yazi went to fight so early, which was beyond their expectation. At the same time of joy, there were doubts and entanglements. Wu Yazi ruled the East Continent, in the vertical and horizontal universe, and did not meet opponents, but no matter how strong his method was, he could only Live a covered bridge.

Now that the three bridges are hanging in the sky, and the nine-eye magic lantern has opened up a total of nine caves in the sky, there will definitely be new bridges to be built in the near future. How many bridges will be defeated to win, and how many bridges to lose to be considered a failure?

The Moon Man Dao Ting obviously has an overwhelming advantage, but limited by the laws of the bridge, there is no power to destroy the enemy, but he can't give full play to it.

Therefore, even if Wu Yazi played in the battle, it would not be possible for the monks of Yuemanshan to grow their belief in victory.

There are criticisms everywhere in the mountains.

"Why can't the Wuya Daozu fight at the same time on the three bridges? Honghuang True Treasure is just a treasure, can it trap the Wuya Daozu on one bridge?"

Earlier, Yuan He was so fierce and mighty, it was simply an incomprehensible evildoer. He turned the first covered bridge into a funeral ground and captured two Moonman Spirit Treasures in succession. No matter how many people are sent to the bridge, I’m afraid it will end. There was only a dead end, which also caused the morale of the low-level disciples of Yuemanshan to be low, and they did not dare to face Yuan He directly.

They naturally hope that Wu Yazi can personally take action and kill Yuan He with one move, but the rules of the Real Sky Corridor are really weird. They can suppress the cultivation base and prevent Wu Yazi from'using the big to bully the small', which makes them extremely angry. .

"In the real treasure, every cave is pregnant with a true spirit. The strength of the true spirit determines the cultivation level of the monks entering the bridge, so Wuya Daozu cannot climb the first covered bridge unless his supernatural powers are strong. A real treasure, the law of transcending the bridge! Unfortunately, his practice time has not exceeded 10,000 years. Even if the three flowers gather at the top, there is still a gap between the real treasure!"

And it's a big gap.

There are many disciples in the mountains who are proficient in the laws of bridges. They can’t help but sigh: “We measure the depth of Taoism in years. A fairy fruit and a cup of fairy tea will have a longevity comparable to that of the demon clan, and that was the age of profound cultivation!"

"Yeah! The real treasure of the wild has spent an unknown amount of years, and has gone through an unknown amount of life and death. The nine-eyed magic lamp is blessing us on Yueman Mountain, and it is definitely not under the control of Wuya Daozu!"

‘If a mere mortal monk who has lived for tens of thousands of years can suppress the real treasure, then this treasure is not worthy of the name of ‘preliminary’ or the roots and feet of ‘innate companion’! Of course these words are all hidden in their hearts, no one dared to say them, otherwise it would be an offense to Wuya Daozu.

But these voices are the truth.

Wu Yazi knew it himself.

He stood alone at the bridge head at this time, with his hands on his back, closed his eyes and pondered.

He has a longer life span than most Demon Kings in Dongyazhou, but his appearance is like a young man, with black hair and white face, gentle and elegant. If you don’t know the details to associate with him, I’m afraid he will mistake him for a mortal scholar. But his body actually contains the power of the supreme hegemony.

Not moving is like a spring breeze, but moving is shocking.

"To count, from the time when the Tongtian barbarian girl stepped Geng Ying called you to be born, you have received twelve true barbarians, and the old man is the thirteenth. Over the years, in addition to being given to you to practice in the cave, keep that A peach tree has never received any other favors from you! The old man used to think that our descendants were not qualified enough, so no one could get your favor, but now..."

Wu Yazi turned his head, opened his eyes, looked at the lighted door behind the bridge, and suddenly sighed: "Now that the old man has an epiphany, you don't want to be born at all, right?"

He paused for a while, but the lamp door did not change at all, and he should not answer without answering. He seemed to be muttering to a dead object:

"After you were born, you can't cover your own luck, and you can easily be caught by the same kind. Once you are locked by the same kind and reopen the True Heaven Corridor, you are not sure of winning, so you want to stay in hiding all the time! But you are accompanied in the beginning of the Jiuyao On the side of the barbarian, she is known for her benevolence in my barbarians. You will not ignore her descendants. That’s why you opened up this cave so that our clan can multiply stably. But why did you guide my clan to find the altar of feudalism? Does my clan start the East End Festival?"

Wu Yazi couldn't solve this doubt. If it weren't for the purpose of capturing the demon race to sacrifice, the twelve of his predecessors would have killed the demon race a long time ago.

"You allow the monster race to stay in the East Continent to have the current situation! If you uproot them and don't give them the chance to gather in the mountains and forests, they will not be able to send out a monster soldier. By then, no matter which treasure will be built to destroy the sky The gallery will all be annihilated!"

Wu Yazi was almost questioning, he hoped that the nine-eye magic lamp would give him an answer. It is not easy for him to walk today, and he would never be reconciled to the end.

"For generations, my clan has presided over the Dongya Great Festival, but no matter which sacrifice, I didn't get the slightest response. My clan didn't even know who the sacrifices were given to! This time the big catastrophe has started, and the old man is in the midst of the catastrophe. , But you can't give up this kind of behavior for no reason. If you don't give the old man a reasonable explanation, the old man will not attack the Chonglou Cave!"

In this battle, even if the Twelfth Floor wins, Wu Yazi believes that the nine-eye magic lamp must have a way to escape, and he will stay with him to the end.

He personally presided over the Great East Asia Festival, and he was given the nine-eye magic lamp to be worthy of merit, and the nine-eye magic lamp would not kill him, so even if he was defeated, he would follow the nine-eye magic lamp to travel overseas. Anyway, he would not die, but if he went there Attacking Chonglou Dongtian, but there will be life concerns.

How to choose is not difficult.

Having said that, Wu Yazi kept silent, waiting for the answer from the nine-eye magic lamp.

But what disappointed him was that the nine-eye magic lamp remained silent all the time.

He didn't get even a single word of response until Twelfth Floor began to sign his name.

On the merit stele at the bridge head, densely named roots and feet appeared. Fish, shrimp, crabs, ants, mosquitoes, and bees were all gregarious monsters.

Wu Yazi couldn't help but was stunned. He looked up at the other end of the bridge, and saw groups of little monsters piled on top of each other. There were at least millions of them. The monsters were so shallow that they could be ignored.

All the little demons who are just starting to play, all have stupid heads and low demonic skills.

If you keep it in the usual way, Wu Yazi can kill millions of people with his fingers, but he can only call one name at a time in the realm of extinction. He single-handedly wants to clean up the opposite person. It will not be impossible for decades, because even if the killing is over, with the infinite multiplying power of the monster race, it is easy to send millions more.

The strategy of the Twelfth Floor is quite obvious. Wu Yazi fights all over the East End and has no opponents. It is meaningless to send high-level demon cultivators to fight against it. It is the best policy to let Xiao 喽啰 fight, which can delay the speed of Wu Yazi's penetration of the cave. Buy time for Yuan He to break the bridge.

Faced with such a situation, Wu Yazi can of course call for reinforcements, but how many human cultivators are there?

Compared with the number, it will never compare with the Yaozu.

Moreover, if the cultivators on their side are concentrated around him, other bridges will inevitably be short of troops, and the nine-eye magic lamp will be defeated more quickly.

"The old man slowly clean up these monsters first, and when you think about it, you can tell the old man what you think at any time!" Wu Yazi could not control the nine-eyed magic lamp, and decided to fight fiercely first.

The war had just begun, and he believed that the nine-eye magic lamp would eventually give him an explanation.