Mortal's journey to immortality

Less than ten breaths had passed since Madman Yuan and Chen Yufeng had discussed and made a decision. Under the protection of the formation, they felt the slight shaking of the formation.

Chen Yufeng made a calm gesture. Judging from the current situation, no matter how the human race attacks, they will be as stable as Mount Tai. Such an offensive really does not pose any threat to the formation.

However, he soon thought wrong.

I saw countless armies of blood-colored skeletons emerging from the sea of ​​​​blood. If you carefully count, there are hundreds of thousands if not hundreds of thousands. These blood-colored skeletons seem to be pieced together with blood bones. Two blood-red skeletons There were two tiny flames flashing in the eye holes. Although it was inferior to the early stage of the golden elixir, it was better in numbers and was not afraid of death.

Each blood skeleton holds various weapons and magic weapons, such as crossbows, guns, sticks, knives, swords, spears, shields, axes, axes, halberds, whips, maces, hammers, forks, palladiums, and swords...

Each magic weapon is blood red in color.

At first, there were only dozens of blood skeletons attacking the formation arranged by Feng Yanzong. Three breaths later, hundreds of blood skeletons holding blood-colored magic weapons continued to bombard the formation.

After five breaths, tens of thousands of blood skeletons attacked the formation fiercely.

Ten breaths later, hundreds of thousands of blood skeletons filled the formation so densely from top to bottom that there was almost no room for them to stand on. They seemed to be going crazy, slashing and stabbing at the invisible defensive barrier like crazy. Go, chop away...

Because there were too many blood skeletons, the three-hundred-acre formation of the Yao Clan and Feng Yan Sect were piled up on the invisible formation, three layers inside and three outside, like a swarm of ants eating an elephant.

At the same time, the 7,700 Golden Core and Nascent Soul Stage monks who were protected by the Blood Sea Monstrous Formation all saw this crazy scene. This scene shocked them deeply. Even those who had experienced strong winds and waves When Shadow saw this scene, he couldn't help but tighten his whole body, and his scalp felt numb. If he himself fell into the sea of ​​blood, even if he had extremely powerful magical powers, he would still be smitten by the tide of blood skeletons. Grind to death.

After half a stick of incense, Feng Yanzong's carefully arranged formation of "The End of the World" was finally wiped out by millions of blood skeletons. When they saw countless blood skeletons densely packed around them, they seemed not to believe their eyes. A deathlike silence was etched deeply on their faces.

"Help!"

I don't know who suddenly shouted, and countless blood skeletons were suddenly shocked to make a loud "oooh" sound. This strange sound instantly converged into a strange spiritual attack, which penetrated fiercely. In the souls of all Red Ape and Fengyan Sect monks.

"what!"

"ah!"

......

Even though there were thousands of red apes and hundreds of monks, they groaned.

Seeing this, the Blood Skeleton became even more excited and crazy. Before many Red Ape and Feng Yan Sect monks could react, they raised various magic weapons and launched lifeless attacks against them.

In an instant, thousands of Red Apes and hundreds of Feng Yan Sect's Golden Core Stage cultivators perished in the sea of ​​blood.

"Uh-oh"

"Uh-oh"

"Uh-oh"

......

The blood skeleton let out bursts of roars, and then clung to the bodies of the dead red apes and monks.

The dead red apes and monks who were possessed by the blood skeletons seemed to have returned to their souls in an instant, their faces flushed instantly, and their bodies quickly glowed with blood red. They came back from the dead and their auras were much stronger than before they died. They were caught off guard. The companions launched a fierce attack.

"Everyone divides his troops into four groups and breaks out in four directions!"

Just when the souls of Chi Yuan and Feng Yan Sect monks were in turmoil, a strong shout came out.

What followed was a huge sword light, two stick shadows and a rain of swords that instantly attacked the countless blood skeletons surrounding them.

"Click"

"Click"

"Click"

"Click"

A blank sea of ​​blood with a radius of fifty feet suddenly appeared in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest. Tens of thousands of blood skeletons disintegrated and reintegrated into the sea of ​​​​blood under the full blows of Madman Ape, Yuan Sha, Chen Yufeng and Zhao Pocang.

"kill!"

Chen Yufeng led more than 20,000 red apes, more than 200 Nascent Soul monks, and more than a thousand Golden Core monks to kill towards the east.

Yuan Kuang, Yuan Sha and Zhao Po Cang also led a similar number of Red Apes and Fengyan Sect monks to attack in three directions: south, north and west.

Their feet were not stuck to the blood sea, and they were suspended half a foot away from the blood sea. It was not that they did not want to fly higher, but the blood sea was like a huge black hole, with a strong attraction, as if it was trying to pull them down.

Half a foot away from the blood sea is the limit of what they can do.

At the same time, the blood sea seemed to have a huge stickiness, reducing their physical strength to more than one-fifth of the usual level, almost making it difficult for them to move.

The Red Ape Clan and the Fengyan Sect Alliance are like secular armies. A thousand fifth- and sixth-level Red Apes line up to clear the way. Whenever a Red Ape is killed, they will immediately cast a spell to destroy their bodies, and there will be monks or Red Apes at any time. Replenish it; whenever a monk or red ape runs out of mana, they will be replaced to step up the recovery of mana.

However, every time a blood skeleton is broken, within twenty breaths, the blood skeleton will come back to life again and emerge from the blood bubbles in the blood sea. This makes the Red Ape clan and the Feng Yan Sect monks extremely embarrassed. No matter how powerful his skills, supernatural powers, and cultivation are, he cannot withstand the desperate attacks of so many blood skeletons.

"Grumpy"

"Grumpy"

"Grumpy"

......

More and more blood bubbles emerged from the sea of ​​blood. The sound alone made the Red Ape clan and the Fengyan Sect monks break out in cold sweat and their legs trembled. They could only grit their teeth and fight with the blood skeletons desperately, saying countless words. The light of the sword, the shadow of the knife, the light of the ax, the shadow of the stick...all kinds of talismans, one-time treasures, all kinds of spells...hit the bloody skeleton like a thunderbolt. go.

However, there are simply countless blood skeletons, and wherever the blood sea reaches, blood bubbles will continue to pop up.

Even the four great monks Yuan Kuang, Chen Yufeng, Yuan Sha and Zhao Pocang were each surrounded by hundreds of thousands of blood skeletons.

"Ah! I'll fight with you bunch of bastards!"

A red ape gave out his last cry, and suddenly exploded under the siege of dozens of blood skeletons. Dozens of blood skeletons instantly sank into the sea of ​​blood, but the time seemed to be stretched until fifty breaths later, the blood skeletons The skeleton emerged from the blood bubble again.

Countless identical scenes were staged within a radius of a hundred miles.

At this time, the four Yaojun people who were protected by the blood sea monstrous formation in the center of the battlefield looked indifferently at the continuous decline of the Red Ape clan and the Feng Yan Sect monks without any mercy.

Yao Jun seemed to have seen through life and death, and said: "Victory or defeat depends on this, we still need the help of all my friends and fellow Taoists."

His words were transmitted clearly to the seven hundred small camps.

There are seven thousand seven hundred tokens. Except for more than 300 tokens, the outline of the token can be seen relatively normally, and the other tokens have almost disappeared.

In other words, they must make their tokens at least outline again.

Shadow saw that the ten golden elixir monks in his team were all fighting a huge struggle in their hearts. Various expressions of fear, perseverance, doubt, confusion, calmness, sadness, hope, despair... appeared on their faces. He could understand it all on his face.

However, little did they know that he was the one under the greatest pressure.

He who had just condensed the Nascent Soul was the leader of ten tokens. With eleven tokens, he accounted for half of the pressure. As long as he did not fall, even if ten golden elixir stage monks rebelled or could not hold on, they would not be defeated. Causing serious damage to the formation.

He sighed secretly, put away all his thoughts, hit his heart with a palm, spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the token instantly became clear.

Seeing this, the ten monks imitated him and bombarded their hearts again to spurt out blood essence.

After half a stick of incense, one of the late-stage Jindan monks bowed respectfully to the shadow. He stabbed the token directly into his heart like a sharp sword, and then used magic power to seal the wound.

In less than half a meal, he fell silently while sitting in the air. The token in his heart also fell with him, silently blending into the void and never appearing again.

Immediately afterwards, the eight golden elixir-stage monks with varying levels of cultivation intermittently bowed to the shadows and pierced the tokens into their hearts just like the previous golden elixir-stage monk.

"what!"

Shadow yelled, tears pouring out of his eyes!

If he didn't die, he would definitely find their families or sects one by one, take their bodies back and bury them, so that they could return to their hometowns and sects with honor after death.