Mortal blood!

When Sanyue Jushi said this, his face became more and more ugly.

In recent years, the ancient holy city where the human race and the demon race are located has not only been attacked by the Yaksha tribe, the Shadow tribe and other races.

Even other cities of the human race and the demon race have been attacked by foreign races.

All the human and demon Mahayana cultivators on Wulong Island are missing.

Only some fusion stage cultivators frequently come forward to help.

But this has no deterrent effect at all for those foreign Mahayana cultivators.

Especially this time, Sanyue Jushi clearly felt that there were at least six or seven foreign Mahayana cultivators in the foreign coalition in front of him.

The pressure emanating from one of them was far more terrifying than that of other Mahayana cultivators.

It seems that he is not far from the Tribulation Stage.

"Elder Lu, no matter what, don't forget our duties."

"As the elders of the ancient holy city in the fusion stage, now that Senior Lin is not here, everything is handled by us."

"Even if we obviously have no chance of winning this battle, we still have to kill as many alien cultivators as possible."

Mr. Sanyue explained.

Elder Lu chuckled and nodded in agreement.

"Now, six of the ten fusion-stage elders of the human and demon races in our ancient holy city have died at the hands of alien cultivators."

"Although the newly added Fairy Hongyu is more powerful, she can't turn the tide."

"This battle is destined to put our human and demon races at a disadvantage."

At the end of Elder Lu's speech, his face turned extremely ugly.

But Mr. Sanyue didn't say a word, and looked into the distance with a solemn look.

Following his gaze, millions of alien cultivators, like densely packed ants, madly marched towards the direction of the Ancient Holy City.

At their speed, it would take at most half an hour to enter the attack range.

At that time, the powerful attack formation above the Ancient Holy City would be launched instantly.

However, everyone knew that these alien cultivators, who were like ants, were just low-level cannon fodder in the eyes of the alien strongmen.

No one would take their lives seriously.

But the Ancient Holy City needed to be prepared to go all out.

After all, if even these alien cannon fodders could not be stopped, the human race and the demon race were doomed to perish.

Boom!

In the distance, the deafening footsteps of alien cultivators were getting closer and closer.

It was as if they were stepping on the hearts of every human cultivator and demon cultivator.

Every time the alien cultivators got closer, the pressure on the demon and human cultivators would increase.

After only half an hour, a large number of alien cultivators rushed to the foot of the Ancient Holy City.

They launched an attack regardless of everything, trying to use their lives to consume the power of the formation above the Ancient Holy City.

Although, they were destined to die.

However, as low-level cultivators, they could only obey the orders of the high-level cultivators in the tribe and had no right to choose at all.

Everything!

Only, obey orders.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, Sanyue Jushi, who was standing above the Ancient Holy City, was filled with murderous intent.

With his roar, the attack formation on the Ancient Holy City was fully activated.

Buzz!

One after another, terrifying red light pillars, like thick and powerful spears, directly pierced into the alien cultivators.

In an instant, countless alien cultivators turned into dust on the spot.

However, they did not know that it was this instant of attack that caused the large amount of top-grade spirit stones used to provide energy for the attack formation on the Ancient Holy City to dim on the spot.

I am afraid that it will not last long before the spiritual energy in it is completely exhausted.

Seeing this, the human and demon cultivators who maintained the operation of the formation quickly filled hundreds of millions of top-grade spirit stones into the formation slot to continue to provide energy for the attack formation.

The battle at the foot of the Ancient Holy City is still going on.

Low-level alien cultivators rushed over continuously, getting closer and closer to the Ancient Holy City.

Although the power of the attack formation above the Ancient Holy City is still sharp.

But facing the massive alien cannon fodder, they seemed helpless.

Not long after, some extremely lucky cannon fodder actually avoided the formation attack of the Ancient Holy City and appeared below the Ancient Holy City.

And tried to rush up the city wall and fight with the human and demon cultivators on the top of the city.

Seeing this, Sanyue Layman's eyelids slightly blinked.

His eyes became more solemn than ever before.

"Golden armor guards, listen to the order, take action!"

Sanyue Layman shouted.

The golden armor guards of the Ancient Holy City wearing golden battle armor rushed out frantically, and soon fought fiercely with the alien cultivators who rushed to the foot of the Ancient Holy City.

However, when the Ancient Holy City was attacked by alien cultivators, a man in white clothes at the back of the alien coalition quietly floated in the void.

From him, the terrifying pressure of the late Mahayana Great Perfection Realm quietly emanated.

At this moment, for the Ancient Holy City without a Mahayana cultivator sitting in the seat, the threat was huge.

He was Shadow Tiansheng, a powerful man in the late Mahayana Great Perfection Realm of the Shadow Clan.

"I didn't expect that the weak races like the human race and the demon race would guard this ancient holy city with some reputation."

"We, the Shadow Clan, the Yaksha Clan and other races have joined forces to attack the ancient holy city for several years, but we still haven't been able to break it."

"It seems that only those of us who are great masters can completely destroy the ancient holy city."

When Ying Tiansheng said this, his expression suddenly turned cold.

However, he didn't know that a dim figure suddenly appeared beside him.

The terrifying hostility emanated from the figure, making Ying Tiansheng, who was in the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Mahayana, frown.

"Daoyou, didn't I warn you that as a Taixu evil spirit, you'd better not show yourself?"

"If those old guys hiding in the dark knew that the reason why our races attacked the human race was because you Taixu evil spirits secretly supported us, I'm afraid that our races will never be able to gain a foothold on the Xingyue Continent in the future."

Ying Tiansheng looked extremely unhappy.

But Shadow looked calm.

It seemed that he didn't care about Ying Tiansheng's threat at all.

"Haha, Ying Tiansheng, you still have the mood to care about me? Daoyou'd better worry about yourself."

"I came here this time just to remind Daoyou that there seems to be a very difficult guy in the human race. You should take care of yourself."

Ying Tiansheng's expression changed drastically.

"What? Could it be that a Mahayana cultivator of the human race escaped from the hands of your Taixu beasts? If so, should Daoyou also be held responsible for this?"

"Haha, what nonsense are you talking about? Our Taixu beast clan is not so weak that we can let a few Mahayana cultivators of the human race and the demon race escape from us."

The Taixu evil spirit sneered and ignored Ying Tiansheng.

His figure flashed and immediately turned into a residual shadow and disappeared.

However, he didn't know that not long after he left, several Mahayana pressures suddenly appeared behind Ying Tiansheng.

It was Lin Fan and others who had spent several months rushing on the road.

Seeing so many alien armies gathering outside the ancient holy city, Lin Fan was anxious.

He didn't care whether there was danger ahead, and rushed directly towards the alien army with Lan Lan, Tong'er, and Han Xiaoying.

But soon, Lin Fan noticed Ying Tiansheng blocking them.

"A powerful person from the Shadow Clan who has reached the Great Perfection Realm in the late Mahayana period? If I am not mistaken, you should be the strongest person from the Shadow Clan, Ying Tiansheng?"

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Ying Tiansheng was slightly stunned.

He swept his curious eyes over Lin Fan.

Seeing Lin Fan's appearance, he seemed to look familiar.

In addition, the pure and incomparable human aura emanating from Lin Fan made Ying Tiansheng's pupils shrink suddenly.

An expression of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face.

"You are... Fellow Daoist Lin? It has only been a few thousand years since you were promoted to the Mahayana period, and you have actually been promoted to the Great Perfection Realm in the late Mahayana period?"