Man at the top of the food chain

During the time when Jian Hui and Shang Tian were talking, more and more fire clouds appeared in the sky. In addition to the red flames and blue-white electric lights, there were also some golden flames in the sky.

That was the dragon fire of the twelve heavenly fires in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Starlight Extinction Formation. It had the miraculous effect of burning everything and never extinguishing everything. This also meant that this formation had entered the second stage.

When the disciples of Zixiao Palace who were guarding the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Starlight Extinction Formation saw the golden flames in the formation begin to burn, they all concluded that Bai Xinghe would not be able to hold on for long.

But just as Jian Hui was concentrating on observing the situation in the formation, the communication jade talisman on his body rang. Not only him, but also Shang Tian beside him and all the communication jade talismans of the true disciples rang.

The content of the jade talisman was very simple. It was that the soul lamps of Hua Baili and Xie Wanjian, two of the ten true disciples, in the Zixiao Palace had gone out. This meant that not only were their bodies dead, but even their Nascent Souls had not escaped. They had been completely annihilated, and they could not even reincarnate and cultivate again.

The death of two true disciples was a serious loss for any sect. But just half an hour later, the jade talisman sounded again, and the soul lamps of three more true disciples went out. At the same time, more than a hundred Jindan disciples had been killed.

"What happened?" Jian Hui frowned: "Did the human army come to besiege? But how could so many people be lost?"

Within thousands of miles around the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Starlight Extinction Array, all the disciples of the Zixiao Palace seemed to be shrouded by an invisible net, as if some unknown monsters were constantly devouring their lives.

Jian Hui began to contact other true disciples and elders: "Uncle Xuanxu, what happened? Why did so many junior brothers die?"

"I don't know. No one saw what happened." Xuanxu's mouth revealed a hint of coldness: "All the disciples who saw it disappeared. Until now, we still don't know what the enemy is?"

"Still don't know?" Jian Hui raised his sword eyebrows and said: "Uncle, where is the nearest attacked place to me. I'll go and see."

"Jian Hui, don't be impulsive. The head brother has already known the situation and will make arrangements immediately..."

While the two were talking, the voice of the supreme head of Zixiao Palace, Taoist Xuanxuan, had been transmitted to everyone's sea of ​​consciousness through the communication jade talisman. According to Taoist Xuanxuan's arrangement, in order to deal with unknown dangers, all Zixiao Palace disciples will shrink their defense lines. The true disciples and elders led ordinary disciples to guard the defense points selected by Taoist Xuanxuan.

Shang Tian and Jian Hui also led dozens of disciples each to the places where they were arranged. The elders and true disciples kept in touch at all times, sharing what they had, and must not die in vain again.

But before they could make all the arrangements, the attack began again. The voice of a true disciple sounded in Shangtian's communication jade talisman.

"It's the Earthlings, their space warriors."

"No, they are weird!"

"Magic spells, magic weapons, flying swords are useless, no attack is effective against them!"

"No, we can't stop them. They..."

One after another panicked voices rang out, and one after another familiar voices lost contact, making the remaining people even more at a loss. Although the cultivators of Zixiao Palace were vulnerable to hundreds of space warriors armed by Li Anping, the shrinking defense lines and strongholds. But they no longer knew nothing.

According to the explanations of the killed Zixiao Palace disciples, the attackers were a group of space warriors wearing red cloaks, but their strength was extremely powerful. So far, no magic weapon, spell or flying sword could hurt them.

Just when the elders and true disciples were shocked by the strength of this group of earthlings, something even more surprising happened.

Xuanxu was guarding a stronghold with dozens of Jindan-stage disciples and two Yuanying-stage disciples. Suddenly, five red-cloaked space warriors appeared in their sight. These five red-cloaked space warriors each threw a punch, and five Jindan monks were turned into dust.

Taoist Xuanxu opened his eyes, and a flash of anger flashed across his face: "Bold!" He saw him open his sword finger, and thousands of sword lights had strangled the five warriors. With Taoist Xuanxu's Huaxu-stage cultivation and thousands of years of practice in the art of flying swords, this move could turn a space battleship into nothing.

In his eyes, the five human warriors were already dead. He didn't know how many such space warriors he had killed in this year.

However, the strange appearance of these five warriors before, and the attack was even more bizarre. After releasing the flying sword, he still released a shuttle-shaped magic weapon just in case.

Then, in his incredible eyes, thousands of sword lights and sword energy swept across the opponent's body, but it was like a breeze blowing on the face, without any effect.

'How is it possible! ' This was Xuanxu's first reaction. Without a barrier, without magic weapons, and without any defensive actions, relying on the body to block his attack, even the Supreme Master of Zixiao Palace could not do this, but not only did someone do it in front of him, but there were five people at once.

For Xuanxu's attack, the opponent did not react at all, but disappeared again in an instant and then appeared, and then each punched, and five Jindan-stage cultivators were turned into dust again. He seemed to see a sneer on the opponent's face behind the armor.

With a roar, Xuanxu opened his hands and shot out nine flying swords in succession, turning into hundreds of thousands of sword lights, which shot towards the five people like an overwhelming force. They cooperated with each other and complemented each other to form a sword formation, which completely wrapped the bodies of the five people like a sword ball, leaving no dead angle.

At the same time, Xuanxu's shuttle-shaped magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Thunder Universe Lightning Shuttle, kept wandering around the sword ball, and hundreds of bucket-thick lightning snakes hit the sword ball every second.

The Yuanying disciple on the side said: "Everyone, use lightning spells quickly to help the master uncle!"

With his order, thousands of lightning lights turned the sword ball into a lightning ball as bright as the sun. The terrifying lightning turned into a scorching high temperature. The disciples in the Jindan realm couldn't stand it first and retreated quickly. Then the disciples in the Yuanying realm also retreated. Only the elder Xuanxu in the Huaxu period was still commanding the flying sword, guiding the lightning, and strangling the opponent with the dual damage of cutting and lightning.

Facing such an attack, the opponent still seemed to have no defensive means. If they directly resisted, Xuanxu couldn't think of anyone else who could survive such an attack except the immortals in the heavenly court.

But just as he was thinking this, five fists directly broke through the sword net around him. Whether it was a flying sword or a thunderbolt, it was no different from paper in front of these fists. There was not even a trace of injury on the five people.

They seemed to have impatiently stopped the surrounding attacks, and then in a flash, five more Jindan disciples were killed.

Then, the five of them looked at Elder Xuanxu, who seemed to have enjoyed the mood of playing cat and mouse enough. The five of them disappeared in a flash again. Xuanxu's heart was alarmed, and layer after layer of protective qi, magic weapons, and sword qi protected him layer by layer.

But it was useless. The five fists were like poking open a paper window, poking through all of Xuanxu's defenses. At the critical moment, Xuanxu began to rely on his faster reaction and speed than the other party, and turned into a beam of light to escape into the sky. His heart was filled with ghosts. In his eyes, the five human warriors just now were already unprecedented strong men. Each of them was probably stronger than Bai Xinghe and the five elders of Zixiao.

He couldn't understand why humans had five such strong men, so they were sent out only now.

But the next moment, he had no time to think so much, because just a few seconds after he escaped, there was another flash, and the human warriors in red cloaks appeared in front of him again, but this time there were ten of them. Xuanxu's eyes were full of despair and disbelief.

"Why? Why are these mortals so powerful?"

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

The cultivators in the Void Stage relied on the speed of the escape light, the sensitivity of reaction, and the intuition of danger. It would take a lot of time for ordinary red cloaked space warriors to kill one-on-one, but now there are hundreds of such warriors. They communicate with each other and can move freely in the space within a light year. They can form superior forces at any time and any place to strangle all cultivators.

A few dozen seconds later, the news that Taoist Xuanxu's soul lamp had gone out reached all the true disciples and elders. This was the first time that an elder in the Huaxu period died in the war between Zixiao Palace and Earth.

But what they didn't know was that this was just the beginning. They didn't know what they were fighting against. (To be continued...)