Mortal's journey to immortality

One day later, when they arrived at the western battlefield, on a small grassland, human monks were lying dead everywhere. Many monks were bloody and bloody, and their bodies and limbs seemed to have been chewed. It was too horrible to look at.

The blood stains on their bodies had a faint black color, and it was obvious that they had been dead for at least a day.

Everyone looked at the broken bodies on the ground in silence. With their hundreds of thousands of years of experience, they still felt sad in their hearts, with a feeling of sadness for the rabbit dead and the fox. At the same time, it aroused their hatred towards the demon clan. and the flames of battle.

The human side of the western battlefield is led by Cangxu Mountain and Jijiantang in the Western Region. The two factions are also leaders in the two paths of good and evil in the Western Region. The one facing them is the Azure Peng Clan of the four demon clans in the Manghai Sea.

"You are a good Azure Peng clan member. If you don't take revenge for this, I will never be a human being!" Medicine Saint swore angrily when he saw such a hell-like scene.

"No, the Azure Peng Clan must be a clan that the Demon Clan and the Feng Yan Sect have placed a lot of bets on. They must have sent no less than five late Nascent Soul or eight-level peak demons to the western battlefield, but we have not encountered any in the south. When people from the Tian Qingpeng clan arrive, they will definitely go to the northern battlefield first, and then turn to the east. In fact, their strategies are the same as ours." Yao Jun suddenly said.

The Yao Clan and Feng Yan Sect also bet on the same battlefield, and then gathered the advantages of victory to continuously encroach on them, and finally achieved the final victory.

"My little sister agrees with your point of view. Even if we rush to the northern battlefield now, it may be too late. I hope the Basha Sect and Nanming Sect can make adjustments in time. Otherwise, once the Tianqingpeng clan and the Earth Divine Bull clan gather, That would be much more dangerous." Caiwei's face changed and she said.

"For the current plan, we can only rush to the eastern battlefield to join the Miao Nian Sect, Nie Family, Eight Formations Sect and Secret Curse Sect." Zhang Huaiyuan also felt that the situation was precarious and suggested.

"Sigh, it seems that the Monster Clan and Feng Yan Sect can only do this." Yao Jun pondered for a moment, and based on the current situation, this is the only way to turn the situation around.

Immediately, he said seriously: "Fellow Taoists, the northern battlefield may have been occupied, and there is not much time left for us. We can only go straight to the east and join the Miao Nian Sect. Everyone immediately boarded the flying ancient treasure. We Set off immediately.”

Hearing this, more than 400 Nascent Soul stage monks spread out their escape lights and jumped onto the ancient treasure without saying a word.

After everyone got on board, Yaojun put in fifteen high-grade wind spirit stones at one time, at the cost of destroying the flying ancient treasure, and flew towards the east at a super high speed of nearly 350 feet.

Everyone on the flying ancient treasure took various pills to restore mana, because they knew that this was the last battle. If they won this battle, then they would have won half of this unprecedented battle between the human and demon clans. victory, while the other half is far away and high in the sky.

The decisive battle between the ancestors in the transformation stage is crucial. If three or more of the ancestors in the transformation stage are killed by the opponent, the high-altitude battle will end immediately.

The victory or defeat in the high-altitude battle accounts for half of the victory, and the battle between the two races on the ground and below the stage of becoming gods is the other half of the victory.

Only the sum of two can achieve the final victory. This is the unanimous decision of the ancestors of both sides.

At this time, thirty-eight monks in the god-transformation stage above the Manghai Sea were fighting each other. Seventeen early-stage god-transformation monks and mid-stage god-transformation monks from various sects in the Western Desert were all facing off against eight ninth-level monks from the four major monster clans. The demon, the ice python that had just broken through the category of ninth-level monsters, and the eight strong men in the god-transformation stage from Feng Yan Sect came out.

Regardless of the sects and demon clans in the Western Desert, as well as the powerful gods of the Feng Yan Sect, they are almost evenly matched, and both sides have exhausted their cards.

The Lingbao Tianfan of the Fengsha Palace, the Dream Flag of the Dream Sect, and the Divine Cone of the Eight Formations Sect all appeared one after another. The Yao Clan and Feng Yan Sect also showed no signs of weakness. Baotian Ding Huo Lei Zhu and Feng Yan Sect's treasure Qiankun Sword were also displayed one by one. The ancestors of both sides tried their best to give the other party a fatal blow so as to support others.

Of course, except for their thirty-four ancestors, at this time, high in the sky in Manghai, Nongwan Taizun, the first of the ten spiritual masters, and Tianni, who ranked fifth, were calmly facing the second-ranked Fengyan Sect. The sect leader Wuxu and the third ranked Dongxuan.

Nongwan Taizun looked like a young man, dressed in black, with his half-long hair tied with a white headband, floating freely on his cheeks. He was short in stature, standing casually in the void, his eyes as bright as morning stars, It's like being able to see through the past and present life at a glance, making people afraid to look directly, giving people the illusion of a deep ocean.

Tianni is extremely graceful and graceful. She is dressed in a monk's robe as white as snow and a white monk's hat. Two strands of blue silk hang down from her ears. She silently looks at Wuxu and Dong not far away. In the eyes of Xuan and the two of them, there seemed to be two million-year-old icebergs that would never melt. Their whole bodies exuded a cold air, and the entire space seemed to be frozen.

Wuxu looks like a sickly young man. He has handsome features, perfect appearance, and is as skinny as a stick. His long hair is spread out casually. He keeps making "coughing" sounds, like candles in the wind, at any time. It was as if he was blown away by a strong wind. He stood in the void, like a light dancing in different spaces, making his figure unpredictable.

The last Dongxuan turned out to be a female cultivator. She had a slender figure and was a bit taller than the average woman. Her skin was as good as snow, like gelatin, and she exuded a strange faint fragrance. Pingting She is so colorful, just like a quiet woman whom I still pity, people can't help but pity and feel sorry for her.

Nongwan Taizun and Tianni were in the same place, and Wuxu and Dongxuan were separated, forming a situation where Wuxu and Dongxuan surrounded them.

Nongwan Taizun looked at the two of them and said calmly: "The four of us have been fighting for four days, and we all know each other's details clearly. This war between the two clans was initiated by Wuxu. , is this ray of luck in the Western Desert really so important to you?"

"cough" "cough" "cough"

"You are wrong to be late. It is not important, but very important. Our Feng Yan Sect has been silent for three hundred thousand years. Like a rat crossing the street, we have been hunted by your Miao Nian Sect for more than a hundred thousand years. Fortunately, Tian Bu Jue, my Feng Yan sect, after you thought our sect was dead, we escaped from death, and finally after hundreds of thousands of years of enduring humiliation, we finally returned to the style we had 300,000 years ago. In fact, we don’t blame you either. Because there can only be one super sect in each domain. The main reason is that our skills at that time were inferior to others. However, starting from today, it is also time for your Miao Nian Sect to hand over the West Desert super sect." Wuxu coughed After a few calls, he said something different than what was asked.

"Haha, don't say that our battle has not yet decided the winner. Even the war on the ground, I think your side will be in trouble. Even if our sects in the West Desert lose, I don't believe that Yi Wuxu and Dongxuan can do it. If you can defeat me, go back and practice for thousands of years." Through the fight with the two of them in the past few days, Nongwan Taizun has a good understanding of their skills and magical powers, even though the two possess skills that even he is afraid of. Three points of peerless magical power, but he believed that it was impossible to defeat him.

"cough" "cough" "cough"

"Hehe, does Taizun only think that there are only two of us? You are careless." A strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Wuxu's mouth.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!