Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

A thousand demons reach the sky, and ten thousand demons are boundless.

The power that Tian Li used this time was not only the Ten Thousand Monsters Holy Land, but also two other Holy Lands.

He mobilized all the monster races in the endless sea area, and it really was a massive search.

Sui Rong sea area, under the blue sky.

Qingpeng Demon Sage opened up the demon realm in his body and released a huge number of flying beasts.

Next to him, the sea shark demon saint is also opening up his own demon realm, allowing many fierce beasts in the water to appear.

Although the sea area on one side is vast, but with such a terrifying number of ferocious beasts chasing down, the sky and sea suddenly became very crowded.

"Brother Qingpeng, why do I always feel that we are doing useless work." Sea Shark Demon Saint suddenly sighed, feeling exhausted.

Not all demon saints are inclined to Tianli. Before, they had to obey Tianli because they were threatened by the general situation.

Now Tianli is at a disadvantage, the dark tide is surging inside the holy land, and the demon's mind is changing.

"Haha, how could it be? Absolutely not." A smile appeared on the handsome face of Qingpeng Demon Saint, and he patted Sea Shark Demon Saint on the shoulder.

Then, Qingpeng Yaosheng spit out ambiguous words, "We still have to listen to the words of the Holy Master."

The sea shark demon sage raised his blue eyebrows, and immediately understood the meaning of the Qingpeng demon sage.

He nodded silently, no longer trying so hard.

They are loyal to the Monster Race, and they are loyal to the Lord of Thousand Monsters.

But the position of the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters, Tianli can sit. That Han Jiuming might not be able to do it.

Because not only Tianhe Layman speculated that after Tianli's death, luck in the Yaozu era would be transferred to Han Jiuming, but other Yaozu great sages also deduced this information.

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"Why are there so many strange beasts suddenly?"

Hong Yuan looked at the mirror above in puzzlement.

On the mirror, group after group of submarine fierce beasts swim past the Taiyin virtual mirror.

Several monsters discovered the existence of Taiyin Xujing, but they all ignored Hongyuan because of the bronze mirror's disguise, and this made Hongyuan even more puzzled.

Three days later, Hong Yuan finally knew the reason.

"Qing Yu, don't be so hard-working. It's fine if you're tired, don't drag us down." A small white fish complained.

"That's right, we seldom get involved in the affairs of big shots. I'm afraid we won't be able to live if we really found the location of the 'shrinking turtle' Han Jiuming." The blue swordfish agreed.

"Look at how comfortable Qingle and his fellows are. They used the name of looking for Han Jiuming to search for so many monster yuan stones from the monster people. You little corporal leader really can't be a monster!" The black crab was dissatisfied with the leading cyan fish scolded.

The little cyan fish continued to mess with the big river without saying a word.

Finally, he found the Taiyin Xujing under the mud at the bottom of the river.

But he glanced at the bronze mirror, unmoved, and continued to search.

In the virtual mirror of Taiyin.

Hong Yuan's eyes were thoughtful, and joy appeared faintly on his face.

"Back to the light? Dying struggle? It seems that Tianli is about to die."

"It's half a hundred miles away, hold on tight, continue to wait patiently, and beware of Tianli's fake death to confuse people."

After taking a sip of the bitter tea, Hong Yuan felt very comfortable.

After waiting for so long, it is finally time to enter the harvest season.

Having settled down, Hong Yuan began to focus his extra attention on fusing the magical power of the cold moon seal and the magical power of the Wanji domain.

For some reason, Taiyin Xujing has suffered fewer and fewer attacks over the years, which also gave him a little free time.

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The sky is pitch black, and the stars will be swallowed up even if they shine here.

The formerly bustling Holy Land of Ten Thousand Monsters is silent now, like a ghost on earth, very eerie.

In the main hall of the forbidden area, Tian Li, who was as shriveled as a mummy, lowered his head, with a faint green light in his eyes.

Tianli made a hoarse voice: "It's been five years, five years, and you haven't even found any trace of Han Jiuming?"

A heavy wind blew past, and the door rustled.

Qingpeng Yaosheng, who was half kneeling on the ground, couldn't help shivering, feeling cold in his heart.

The sea shark demon saint and other demon saints next to him were worse than him, and their knees softened and they knelt down on the ground.

"The injury of the Dao Mark actually made Tianli stronger!?" Yaosheng Qingpeng's heart tightened, and he knelt down to make himself less "prominent".

The only ones who can stand in the arena are those old powerful demon saints.

For example, the Canghu Demon Saint, the Fierce Turtle Demon Saint, and the Sky Fox Great Saint, etc.

"Speak." Tian Li squinted his eyes and said in a low voice.

There was silence in the arena.

Demon saints, you look at me, I look at you, the eyes are constantly moving, but no one dares to speak out.

The feat of Jinpeng Dasheng is great and worthy of admiration.

But your life is your own. If you die, we will change to another Holy Master.

"I'll let you guys talk." Tian Li lowered his head, his face gloomy.

The arena was still silent.

Even the demon saints Canghu and Turtle who firmly supported Tianli booed silently.

The atmosphere in the hall was even more depressing, it was a feeling of suffocation.

Around Tianli, the space was broken little by little, and space cracks appeared.

"Hehe." Tian Li sneered.

He stared at the demon saints, making them feel uncomfortable, as if they would kill chickens and respect monkeys if they disagreed with each other.

The demon saints all took precautions, lest Tian Li find someone to vent his anger in desperation.

But Tian Li slowly closed his eyes and drove away all the demon saints.

"Seniors Canghu, Fierce Turtle, and Tianhu stay here, and the rest will step back."

As soon as these words came out, the other demon saints rushed away from this gloomy hall.

Among them, Qingpeng Demon Sage decided that in the last period of Tianli's life, he would never return to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Monsters and avoid Tianli.

"I have to protect the blood of Hualong Yaoxiu in secret, so as to welcome the arrival of Han Jiuming!"

Coincidentally, such a thought appeared in the hearts of the departing demon saints.

They all saw the weakness of Tianli, Tianli was no longer worthy of their trust.

In the main hall, Tianli sat on the holy throne and watched the group of demon saints leave quickly.

At this moment, the anger in his heart could no longer be contained.

Snapped!

He slapped the guardrail hard, and cursed: "This group of damned weeds. I haven't lost to Han Jiuming yet, so I can't help but change my mind!"

"Senior Canghu, have you successfully refined the Demon Pointer?"

"Return to the Holy Master, it has not been refined yet."

Hearing this, Tian Li suddenly felt exhausted.

The Demon Pointer is a backhand that he refined with great prestige, and it is specially used to deal with Taiyin Xujing.

After tens of thousands of contests, the existence of the Taiyin virtual mirror was also roughly figured out by Tianli.

There is no invincible dao species in the world, only invincible demon heroes.

As long as you know the general information about Taiyin Xujing, then you can deal with it easily.

As long as the Demon Pointing Needle is successfully refined, Tianli will be able to use the power of all beings from the demon clan to immediately understand where Han Jiuming is hiding.

"Time doesn't wait for me, it seems that I can only pretend to die." Tian Li said in a lonely tone, and he looked at Tianhu Great Sage, "Senior Tianhu, I hope you will inherit the position of Holy Master."