I collect spirits in the human world

The large team of Wufeng head and others gradually approached Yueshan.

When it was only 30 miles away from Yueshan, the Demon Sect army appeared in the distance.

In the distance, the Demon Sect army was as small and densely packed as ants.

"This battle decides life and death, and all the Demon Sects have been mobilized." Elder Yu said.

Wufeng has a dignified face.

At this time, there is no doubt that he bears the greatest responsibility.

This battle can only be won, not lost!
If he wins, needless to say, if he loses, the demon will rule the world.

All the elders looked dignified.

"This battle seems to be a hard one," Elder Qi said.

"Report to the head!"

Suddenly, a Qinglai Mountain disciple ran over and said:
"Master, fifty miles behind us, an army of Demon Sects appeared."

Wufeng: "Hmph! It seems that the Demon Sect is bound to destroy us here, leaving no one behind."

Elder Ding: "Then we'll kill them all!"

"Yes! Kill them, leave no one behind!"

The elders said.

Wufeng showed hesitation, and turned to look at Feng Qingyan who was sitting beside him.

Feng Qingyan held a bowl of hot tea in his hand.

"Uncle Feng, what do you think?"

Elder Yu said.

Feng Qingyan put down the tea in his hand: "I think we should send a vanguard team to attack Yueshan directly."

Master Wufeng nodded:
"Uncle Feng is right. Since the Demon Sect left the team to attack from behind, the front must have reduced its manpower, and there must be many mistakes and omissions!"

The elders nodded: "It makes sense."

The head of Wufeng said: "Elders, who do you think should be sent first?"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Qingyan put down the hot tea in his hand and stood up.

"I think it's best for me to go," Feng said softly, "I'll be the first to apply."

Wufeng nodded: "Uncle Feng, how many disciples are you going to bring?"

Feng Qingyan said without hesitation: "I have one general, ten deputy generals, and 20 ordinary disciples. It should be enough."

The head of Wufeng was overjoyed: "Okay, Uncle Feng's sword is not old, and he will definitely return in triumph!"

The head of Wufeng said in a serious voice: "Uncle Feng will select a group of disciples to charge forward, and the rest of the disciples will follow me to fight back and kill the demon army that is about to flank us."

"Yes!"

All the elders in the hall said.

As night fell, a team of dozens of people secretly rushed towards Yueshan.

The first person is Feng Qingyan.

Behind him, there are ten people including Wang Haocun and Qing Miao.

In the end, it was a squad of 20 people.

About two hours later, everyone came to the Demon Gate to set up camp.

"Ah~!"

A guard disciple yawned in boredom.

"This is too boring. Those immortal army should have sensed that they are surrounded. How could they come to attack the base camp at this time? They don't even have the guts. It's unlucky for the two of us."

Another guard disciple also sighed slightly.

"It's been a long time since I stayed here. When will someone come and change shifts with us?"

"It's still early for shift change, I'm too sleepy. I'll go to sleep first. You will call me later, we will take turns to rest."

After speaking, the disciple guard put down his knife, sat on the ground, leaned against the fence and closed his eyes to sleep.

After a while, there was the sound of dozing.

"Ah~ owe." Another demon disciple also yawned.

In the darkness not far away, Feng Qingyan waved his hand lightly.

Suddenly, two figures emerged from the darkness.

Before the disciple guarding the magic gate had time to call out, he was dragged into the darkness.

After a while, the two ordinary disciples put on the clothes of Momen and stood where they were originally standing.

Feng Qingyan and others entered the Demon Gate Dazhai.

"Remember our arrangement. Go straight to complete your respective goals and come back to gather outside this door."

The ten people behind said softly: "Yes."

Qingmiao's goal is to burn the food and grass of the Demon Gate.

A white figure flashed past.

Outside the granary, a tall and fat demon disciple wiped his eyes.

"It must be a mistake."

Suddenly, a burst of fire ignited in the distance.

The demon disciple was taken aback, rubbed his eyes again, and after confirming that it was really on fire, he ran to the meeting hall in shock.

After he ran, Qing Miao who was dressed in white came out from the darkness.

Go to the granary.

In the meeting hall, several Demon Sect leaders and many Demon Sect elders are discussing.Suddenly a tall and fat disciple broke in.

"Report to King Yongye, Dazhai, Dazhai is on fire."

King Yongye frowned slightly: "You are guarding the granary, don't leave the granary without thunder!"

"Report!"

Another disciple ran over and said, "The granary, the granary is on fire!"

The tall and fat disciple fell to the ground in an instant: "Ah?!"

"Hmph! I'll show you later!" Yong Ye lordly said, looking fiercely at the disciple guarding the storehouse, "Everyone, go back to your respective battalions to guard, we can't let the arsonist escape!"

"Yes!"

All the leaders and elders said.

Immediately, everyone rushed to their respective camps.

After a while, only Yongye King and two disciples were left in the camp.

Inside the camp, there was chaos at this moment.

The flames engulfed the sky.

There are fires everywhere.

Many disciples shouted: "It's on fire, someone has been burned to death, run away!"

There was chaos in the camp.

Even though the leaders and elders rushed back to their respective battalion commanders, the situation did not improve much.

Inside the Chamber.

The Eternal Night King looked at the burning granary.

Burning with anger.

His gaze shifted to disciple Shoucang: "You, damn it!"

Immediately, with a series of footsteps, King Yong Ye rushed to the latter's side, stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's Tianling Gai.

"what?"

King Yongye found that when he was about to catch him, the disciple disappeared.

"There are spies!"

Only then did the King of Eternal Night realize something was wrong.

He waved his hand, and a giant blade appeared in the palm of his hand.

"You can't run, come out!"

Then he swung the knife behind him.

The giant blade slashed straight at the spy, who dodged aside, took off his mask, and it turned out to be Elder Yu.

Elder Yu chuckled: "Compared to an old man like me, you are still a little tender."

King Yongye was furious, and once again took his knife to slash at Elder Yu.

Elder Yu swung a long spear, blocking Yongye King's giant blade.

Immediately, the Evernight King slashed continuously again.

Elder Yu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Bursts of internal force destroyed Elder Yu's body.

"puff!"

Seeing that Elder Yu was about to lose his hold, King Yongye spat out blood.

A streak of bright red blood dripped from the foot of his clothes.

King Yongye looked behind him and found out in despair that the other disciple was also a spy.

The disciple took off his mask and revealed his true face, it was Feng who spoke softly.

Eternal Night King: "It's a pity! I almost died."

Immediately, a surge of energy erupted from his body, sending the two of them flying.

The Night King drew the blade that pierced his heart.

"My heart is on the right side."

"His wounds are healing!"

Elder Yu shouted.

It can be seen that Yongye King's wound has stopped bleeding at this time and is healing little by little.

Feng Qingyan looked solemn: "Aren't you a monk in the human world?"

Yongye King laughed loudly: "That's right, I'm from the Demon Realm."

"My body will not let me die easily, this is the secret technique of the devil world."