The Strongest Demon Ancestor of the Fantasy Villain

"Three days is enough time to deploy."

Tian Yu glanced at the leader and said.

"Well, enough time to deploy, but a little bit now."

Qiankun nodded slightly and said, also looking at the leader:

"The most important thing now is that people's hearts are not in harmony. They can't cooperate with each other, and the time they can communicate is too short."

Hearing this, the sect leader frowned slightly, paused, and said:

"Only three days have passed. The strength of the monsters and demon generals is much stronger than our human cultivators. Their bodies are very strong, and they can only be defeated by unity."

Listening to the leader's words, everyone nodded, and they knew this.

The monks of the human race, fighting alone, are definitely not the opponents of the monsters. They can only rely on the formation and the number of people to defeat the monsters.

"Time is running out, we can only let them get acquainted with each other first, and understand how to use the multi-person formation. This battle is related to the life and death of our human race. Remember, don't be sloppy!"

"I know the leader!"

"Understood, we'll make arrangements now, let them get to know each other first." W

"Go."

The leader nodded slightly and waved his hand gently.

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Everyone bowed and left slowly.

For a while, only the old man was left in the entire tent, sitting there alone, with his eyes closed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, revealing a kind smile, as if he thought of something, or found something.

"Hey! Grandpa, I didn't expect to be discovered by you again. It's so boring. I get caught every time."

A crisp voice came from behind the tent, and a figure gradually transformed and appeared in place.

She is dressed in a pure white glazed skirt, which is white without a trace of dust, and three thousand black threads descend vertically, like a fairy. Her skin is fair, even whiter than her clothes, and her face is extremely beautiful, but she is pouting at this moment, looking like she has A bit unhappy.

But the most surprising thing is not her appearance, but her cultivation level. She is already in the middle stage of reincarnation and is about to break through!

This is not shock, but incredible!

How many people can believe that a woman is actually on a par with the Demon Ancestor's strength?

"Yu Die, why did you sneak out again? Isn't your father arranging your life-long event recently?"

The moment the old man turned around, the smile on his face disappeared, and his face instantly stiffened, showing a bit of majesty.

"Grandpa! I'm still young and don't want to start a family, and those men are too weak for Yu Die to look down on."

The woman sat on the side casually, ignoring her elegance at all.

"You're still young? You're almost 200 years old."

The old man shook his head and sighed, looking rather helpless.

The face of the woman called Yu Die froze, obviously her grandfather's words hit her hard.

"I haven't found someone I like... They're all too weak."

"Weak? Then what Grandpa introduced to you last time..."

"Grandpa, you said that! The person you introduced is older than you!"

"Cough, no, he is more than three hundred years younger than grandpa."

Ling Yudie snorted heavily, turned her head and said nothing.

"The man that grandpa introduced to you some time ago—"

"He? Although his character is okay, his cultivation is too weak, and he is more than a hundred years younger than me, no no no!"

Ling Yudie waved her hand, although the man was good in every way, but his cultivation was too weak, he was only in the sky.

If it wasn't for his alchemy skills, Ling Yudie might not even know of this person's existence.

The old man suddenly smiled inexplicably, and said slowly: "But he is from the ancient bloodline. You should also know this, Die'er 773? If you wake up, your future achievements will not be worse than your grandfather."

"Grandpa, you also said that in the future, he has a long way to go, and he is too naive. Yudie doesn't like this kind of man."

Ling Yudie still shook her head, and before the old man could speak, she hurriedly said:

"It's okay to be friends with him. As for other relationships, let's forget it. Grandpa, you know my temperament. If you don't agree, you will never agree!"

"Oh, Yudie, grandpa told you, he is—"

"Oops! Grandpa, don't talk about it, I haven't finished the embroidery yet, go back first, see you grandpa!"

After Ling Yudie finished speaking, her figure disappeared instantly. She really had no choice but to hide from this nagging grandfather.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and the granddaughter in front of him disappeared.

"Oh, forget it, let them decide what to do with young people. It's just that Mo'er seems to like Yu Die very much. I hope it's not Luo Hua's intentional flow of water and ruthlessness."

The old man shook his head and was about to get up when suddenly he remembered something.