Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Mo Shaolin's words made several people around him fall silent.

At a young age, all have reached the realm of spiritual tranquility, heaven and human beings. Who is not the only smart person in the world?

Even if they are thousands of miles away, they can still guess the "good intentions" of those righteous bosses at this moment.

These people like me were doing things for Ye Xiaochuan this time, so Qiankunzi naturally couldn't want to save him.

If you don’t save, you will kill.

Qiankunzi was just stalling for time, using the knife of heaven to cut off Ye Xiaochuan's wings.

Time cannot drag on for a long time. Two sticks of incense are the limit. Once the defensive formation formed by the thirty human cultivators in the sky is divided and unable to respond to each other, this battle will come to an end.

As long as Qiankunzi delayed two sticks of incense, even if the masters of Tiannvsi rushed over, it would be of no avail. He could only see the corpses of people like him who died in battle. Suddenly, Achitong said slowly: "The Heavenly Lady is immobile. Even if the thirty-six casual cultivators from Qilin Mountain come over, they will not be able to defeat these three hundred heavenly monks. The few of us have not been attacked by the people from the heavenly realm." I found that if I wanted to leave at this moment, no one would tell me

Now, your life is yours, and staying here will only lead to death. If anyone wants to leave, they can leave now, no one will laugh at them. "

Lan Qiyun said angrily: "Achitong, what did you say? If you want to leave, you and Hong Bo should leave. We won't leave."

Li Qingfeng nodded and said slowly: "A soldier will die for his confidant. Although I don't like Ye Xiaochuan very much, the fact that Ye Xiaochuan allowed me to come over for this secret operation shows that he trusts me very much. Even if I die here, I Qingfeng Li has no regrets.”

Mo Shaolin said: "That's right. A person's life is all about faith. What's more, our friends are fighting life and death with the enemy in the sky at the moment. How can we live alone and walk away?"

Qinling Blue River Fairy Chu Quer, who was not very familiar with Ye Xiaochuan and had only drank wine at Ye Xiaochuan's engagement dinner, spoke up.

She said: "Ye Xiaochuan and I are not familiar with each other, but my good friends Qin Lan and Ye Rou are both in danger. If I abandon them and escape alone, I will never be happy in this life."

Akitong's eyes swept over everyone one by one. Everyone else was determined to fight, and no one had any intention of escaping.

In the end, his death fell on Hong Bo, a disciple of Qianye Saint Lord.

Hong Bo smiled and said: "A Chitong, you don't think I am greedy for life and afraid of death, do you? Not to mention that there are many fellow disciples of the Holy Cult who are trapped at the moment. Even if there weren't, I, Hong Bo, would not be able to face the enemies of heaven. Will take half a step back.”

A Chitong said slowly: "You have to think clearly, we will have a narrow escape in this battle."

Hong Bo said: "Killing one is enough for you, killing two is enough for profit. A Chitong, if you want to leave, just leave."

A Chitong's sharp blood-red gaze suddenly became a little softer.

He said nothing, slowly turned around, faced the west, and knelt in the snow.

He crossed his hands on his shoulders and murmured: "Burn my body with a blazing holy fire. How joyful is life, how painful is death..."

Hong Bo's face suddenly froze. He knew the meaning of A Chitong's words just now. He was testing everyone.

Akitong had no intention of leaving at all, he was already ready to fight to the death.

Hong Bo also knelt down facing the west, which was the direction of the Savage Temple, their holy land of the Light Holy Fire Sect.

He also crossed his hands and chanted along with Achi Tong: "Do good and eliminate evil, only for the sake of light. Joy and sorrow all return to the dust. Have mercy on my people, there are many sorrows. Have mercy on my people, there are many sorrows..."

The seven righteous young heroes and fairies behind him all looked at each other in confusion.

Although they are not disciples of the Demon Sect, they have been dealing with the Demon Sect for so many years, and they still know a little about the behavior of the Demon Sect's disciples.

This is a hymn that the believers of the Holy Fire Sect will recite, and this is the source of their faith that they protect with their lives. When they were martyred or knew they were going to die, they usually used this hymn as their last prayer.

After praying, A Chitong stood up. A strong evil spirit burst out from his body, and the sun and moon wheels slowly came out and were held in his hands. He said to Hong Bo: "The top can no longer withstand it. Brother Hong, please send the last message to the seniors of the Holy Cult in Cangyun Mountain, saying that the situation is extremely urgent. We have made a decision to fight to the death with the enemy here." Fighting, defending the name of the saint, and keeping faith

. Everyone, if you have any last words, please send the message back quickly. Once the battle to the death begins, there will be no extra time to send the message to your relatives. "

After hearing the words, everyone dispersed and began to pass on their last words.

Cangyun Mountain, Samsara Peak.

Daxueshan has already opened a stick of incense. At this moment, the good and evil bosses still have not discussed when to send reinforcements from the Tiannu Division to support.

Ye Xiaochuan looked at the faces of Qiankunzi and Guan Shaoqin and felt endless disappointment, endless sorrow, and endless anger!

If the thirty-nine people in the Snow Mountain died in battle, they were not killed by the enemy, but by their own people.

Ye Xiaochuan is a person who attaches great importance to friendship. He sent those people out by himself. If anything happens, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Eight secret messages appeared on Samsara Peak almost at the same time. Among the eight people who sent them, the only one who did not leave any last words was Achitong.

Qianye Shengjun received a secret letter from his disciple Hong Bo. This secret letter was very long, longer than the previous secret letters from Hong Bo combined.

Qianye Sage took one look, turned pale, and handed the secret letter to Tuoba Yu. After Tuoba Yu read it, he stood up and said: "Everyone, please be quiet. This is the last message from the disciples of the Holy Cult. I will read it to everyone. Our Lady of the Netherworld, blessed by the Demon God of Kaitian, on the bank of the snow-capped mountains, The situation is extremely dangerous when we encounter an enemy ten times more powerful than the one in heaven. The enemy's intention is to destroy the roots of China, destroy the civilization of the world, burn down the ancestral temples of our ancestors, and massacre all living beings in the world. Those who die in battle are honored. Honor and disgrace belong to one body. We vow to fight to the death against powerful enemies.

One soldier at a time, he vows not to retreat, not to beg for surrender, and to defend the name of the religion with his life and blood, and to keep his word. I would rather die in battle than be a slave to the country's subjugation. A masterpiece! "

Hong Bo's literary talent is really good, and a last letter written by him is impassioned and passionate.

In his letter, he did not mention when reinforcements would arrive, but set out for national justice. It was not written for my master, but for the big guys present.

His goal was achieved, and many of the leaders here felt that if the delay continued, these elite disciples would really have to be found in the Snowy Mountains. Suddenly, there was a buzz of people, and there were many people asking for battle.

Ye Xiaochuan shook his body a few times and shouted angrily: "Master Qiankun, Master Guan, the situation in the Snowy Mountains is in danger now, do you still want to obstruct it? Your Majesty She, please send the Tiannu Division to support immediately!" Qiankunzi pinched his beard. , said leisurely and contentedly: "Young Master Ye, don't be anxious, the soldiers will definitely figure it out, but we have to draw up a detailed charter. There is absolutely no problem for dozens of world-class masters to persist for a few hours. Let them persist. "