Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Rolling dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, with occasional flashes of red light. The corpses of countless monks continued to fall from the dark clouds.

Blood was like a torrential rain, swaying on this inch of mud that had long been turned into wasteland.

The monks are fighting, and the ordinary people on the ground are also fighting. Everywhere you look is a battlefield.

In the darkness, there were many monks with cold faces, using their own unique skills to refine the blood essence and cause and effect in front of them.

This is just a corner of the Red Desert Star. Similar battles happen anytime and anywhere, and some are just battles between foundation builders.

Some are golden elixirs.

There are also middle three levels and upper three levels. In this short period of a hundred years, almost all the major forces in the Red Desert Star have been involved in this battle that will change the situation in the next five thousand years.

"Master, for a hundred years, not only have we failed to change the situation before us, but we have made it even worse.

The Blood Spirit Sect's methods are far superior to ours. It's better to stop here and stay away from here. Maybe we can protect ourselves wisely. "

This is a special battlefield. Those who fight here must have the lowest level of cultivation, which is the third level, and the main ones are Hedao.

A group of monks in white clothes were standing behind a woman at the moment. Their faces were livid and ugly, and their eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

For a whole hundred years, they have been using various means to try to stop the fighting and cease the war on the major battlefields of the Red Desert Star.

But every time they achieve results, they are secretly sabotaged by the Blood Spirit Cult, and their number of Spirit-Slaying Division monks is also decreasing year by year.

Nowadays... there are less than a thousand people with names in the Lingzhan Division, but the power of the Blood Spirit Sect is far more than a hundred times a thousand times greater than theirs.

The woman's cold eyes were as cold as lightning, looking for something in the chaotic battlefield. After a few breaths, her eyes locked on a figure. It was an old man with white hair, standing in the corner of the battlefield as calm as the wind.

He did not participate in the battle, but there was an empty space around him. Even if a monk came nearby, he would deliberately avoid this person.

"Protect yourself wisely? We were born in the red desert. How can we watch this place be turned into a wasteland by the Blood Spirit Cult?"

The woman said calmly.

"But……"

Everyone looked at each other with increasingly ugly expressions.

They are not afraid of death.

No need to fear death.

If they had not accidentally set foot on the immortal path, they would have died long ago.

But they are afraid that their death will be worthless.

Death is meaningless.

"Xu Haitang, if we continue to fight like this, it is meaningless to you and me. Why don't you turn the fight into friendship and find a place to retreat for more than a hundred years? The situation on Red Desert Star can be restored to what it used to be."

The white-haired old man suddenly smiled. His eyes penetrated the void and landed on the woman.

"Wang Chongsong, if you die today, maybe this battle will be over. How about you suffer the death of your neck and return to a clear sky here?"

Xu Haitang laughed softly.

As she spoke, a long sword appeared in her hand, and the terrifying sword intent centered on her and swept in all directions.

The chaotic battlefield instantly changed due to the billowing sword intent, and everyone stopped unconsciously.

The title of the number one swordsman in the Red Desert was worthy of their fear.

"Xu Haitang, you are too naive. The Red Desert Star has been fighting until now, and there has to be a winner. Even if I die, it will not change the situation here.

Why don't you ask these sect leaders and sect masters if they are willing to stop here? "

Wang Chongsong stroked his beard and chuckled.

The monks from all sides looked at each other with gloomy expressions.

Now that the war has almost wiped out the foundations of all the major sects, are we going to stop here?

impossible!

No matter what happens now, a winner must be determined, otherwise both sides will suffer losses. The cultivation world of Red Desert Star will be weakened for thousands of years!

Only by integrating resources and allowing a few people to control some of the remaining resources on Red Desert Star can the practice world continue to prosper!

"Xu Jianxian, Wang Xianwang is right. At this moment, we can no longer stop. We must decide the outcome."

An Immortal King spoke slowly.

The Immortal King who had fought with him before heard this and immediately sneered:

"Today, either you die or I die."

In this battlefield, there are more than ten Immortal Kings, all of whom are the pinnacles of the Red Desert Star. They control nearly 90% of the resources in the Red Desert Star's cultivation world!

This battle has been going on for more than a hundred years, and the foundation accumulated in his hands for many years has been reduced to only 20 to 30% of what it was at its peak, or even less.

If we just stop here, wouldn't these hundred years of time be in vain?

"This is what the Blood Spirit Sect wants to see. You are all Immortal Kings. Are you really so stupid?"

Xu Haitang said coldly.

Everyone looked at each other, and one of the Immortal Kings said: "What does the Blood Spirit Sect want to do, and what does it have to do with us?

Don't worry about the life and death of the ants. If Xu Jianxian wants this battle to end today.

You might as well help the Changsheng Sect to deal with these gangsters. From now on, the Red Desert Star will respect the Changsheng Sect and be able to maintain order, so that the Red Desert Star will no longer have the current chaos! "

"Your Changsheng Sect still wants to dominate the Red Desert? What a joke! Why do you have such thoughts?

In terms of background, you are not as good as many of the same level here. In terms of background, I remember that you had low qualifications and were a casual cultivator?

If you hadn't had a chance encounter on the ancient immortal road and become an immortal seedling, you would have turned into a cup of loess today. What qualifications would you have to stand in front of us! "

Everyone started shouting and shouting.

Xu Haitang frowned. These guys had their own thoughts. It was not that they didn't know what the Blood Spirit Sect was doing behind the scenes.

It's just that they don't care at all, they only care about their own interests.

The smile on Wang Chongsong's face became more and more mocking. He looked at Xu Haitang and said jokingly:

"Xu Jianxian, have you seen it? This is called the general trend. Now the general trend has become. If you want to change the world, you have to kill us all."

After a pause, he looked at the immortal kings from all sides: "Similarly, if you really want to come to a conclusion, Xu Haitang must die. Otherwise, which one of you can withstand her future reckoning?"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other with a slightly solemn look on their faces, and looked at Xu Haitang with a hint of solemnity.

"You people would rather be used by the Blood Spirit Religion and serve as dogs to the Blood Spirit Religion than think about the problem?"

A monk from the Soul-Slaying Department shouted sharply.

"Every bustle in the world is for benefit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit."

Wang Chongsong smiled lightly and said: "Only people do things that are profitable. What you are doing... is just a joke."

"Wang Chongsong is right. Xu Haitang is too murderous. If we don't get rid of him today, even if we decide the winner, there is no guarantee that Queen Qiu will settle the score."

The Immortal King of the Changsheng Sect said in a deep voice.

His words were recognized by many people.

In the void, Yan Haoran and others looked at this scene with complicated expressions.

"Your Majesty, Wang Chongsong's words are truth, and this is why the Spiritual God Sect can continue to grow."

Yan Haoran looked at Fang Chen beside him and said softly.