Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Time passes day by day.

With the blessing of the Demon Sect's Formation-Breaking Song, Jinyang Saint and others have been casting spells for more than ten days.

Coupled with the ancient demon's actions, the huge golden light shield is being swallowed up and eaten away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Time is going much faster than we imagined. If this continues, maybe in half a month, the golden light of the relic will be broken."

Long Sheng muttered.

"Then we can only have a bloody battle."

Shao Mengyuan stood in mid-air holding his sword, quietly watching the Jinyang Sage and others who were attacking frantically outside.

After a pause, he glanced at Chun Daochun and sneered:

"Your Holy Demon camp is smart, you are the only one here this time."

"Am I not enough?"

Corridor Chun hummed:

"I occupy 95% of the huge Holy Demon camp. When I come, the Holy Demon camp has arrived.

If I die, the Holy Demon camp will no longer exist. "

This is true.

Shao Mengyuan didn't refute, he just wanted to complain purely.

The moods of the monks from all sides were very solemn at the moment.

If it hadn't been for the Demon Sect's formation song to be broken, the Ancient Demon and the Golden Sun Saint wouldn't have been able to cast spells for such a long time, and the day when the relic's golden light would be broken would have been postponed. They would have had more time to prepare and think of ways to deal with it.

But now, under the leadership of the Ancient Demon, who is much stronger than the Half-Step Heavenly Dao, the offensive of Jinyang Saint and others has posed a great threat to the golden light of the relics.

When the golden light breaks, it will be a scene of tigers descending from the mountain.

"The rest are easy to deal with. This ancient demon will take more effort."

Yunhe frowned and said:

"That sword of yours is still capable of cutting?"

"I don't know if I can cut this thing. If it can hurt the interior, I'm afraid it won't be able to hurt even a single hair."

Fang Zhentian sighed.

"Senior, what if you use this sword in my hand?"

Shao Mengyuan's expression changed:

"This sword has a good origin, it is..."

"It was the natal sword of the Shura Clan's Heaven-Destroying Saint in the original God's Domain."

Fang Zhentian took over the conversation:

"Later, he accidentally died, and this sword came into your hands. In the end, you used this sword to form the Divine Army, responsible for guarding the twenty-six regions of the world."

"Sage Fa Tian? Fa Tian, ​​the senior mentioned by this senior has the same name as you, but you are a venerable and he is a saint."

When Venerable Yunfu heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Lord Fatian rolled his eyes, can this be the same?

He looked at the Divine Sword in Shao Mengyuan's hand with curiosity.

This sword can raise the aura of a nine-turn statue to half a step of heaven, and can even enhance the combat effectiveness of his soldiers. It is hard to imagine how powerful the owner of this sword was originally.

A faint sadness suddenly flashed in Venerable Fatian's eyes.

He had also walked the path of swordsmanship, but...

This road is blocked.

Shao Mengyuan looked strange and said: "Senior, since we know the origin of the Divine Sword, then this sword..."

"This sword is useless."

Fang Zhentian shook his head, "If I want to use this sword to kill the ancient demon, I'm afraid it still lacks some firepower."

"That's not necessarily true..."

Shao Mengyuan seemed a little unconvinced. He glanced at the ancient demon:

"The interior location condensed by the surname Dai is probably not stable at all.

Maybe it can be chopped into pieces.

If this person can be dealt with, the remaining Jinyang Saints and others may not be able to suppress us in a short time.

at last……"

His eyes fell on Little Red Lotus Immortal:

"If the Demon Sect's formation-breaking song is stopped, we still have a chance to make a comeback. Although it is slim, at least we will not die without a chance to survive."

"That's all it can do."

Everyone felt that the odds of winning were not very high, but apart from this method, there seemed to be no other way.

Time passes day by day.

Every day that passes is a kind of suffering for everyone.

They could see with their naked eyes that the golden light of the relic was being eaten away inch by inch.

"The aura of the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower has almost calmed down."

Mo Tian Jizang suddenly looked up.

Everyone glanced at the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower casually, but didn't take it seriously.

If this thing were placed in normal times, it would definitely affect the situation in the underworld.

But as the situation became clearer and all parties' cards were revealed, the impact of the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower on the underworld was already minimal in their opinion.

"It's about two days away."

Fang Chen thought.

Two days later.

There is no need for the Ancient Demon and others to invade, and he can take the initiative to declare war.

"Qiang——"

Suddenly, a dizzying piano sound sounded.

Everyone felt a sharp pain in their eardrums. The music was too harsh, completely different from the previous passionate Demon Sect Breaking Formation Song!

Xiao Honglianxian looked calm and calm, and kept playing with the strings with both hands.

A series of harsh and urgent piano sounds replaced the Demon Sect's formation-breaking song.

At the same time, the black liquid on the Ancient Demon, Golden Sun Sage and others suddenly began to surge crazily, as if it was about to overflow and wrap them tightly.

This incident forced them to stop their spell-casting actions.

As a result, the pressure of the golden light of the relic was reduced by 95%.

"Good daughter!?"

The ancient demon suddenly looked at Little Red Lotus Immortal and let out a sharp whistle.

The situation on him was the most violent, and the black liquid seemed to be going crazy, fighting for control with the ancient demon.

This caused his expression to become increasingly painful, and he had to use all his strength to fight against this sudden backlash.

Sage Jinyang and others were even more unbearable. They didn't even have time to figure out what was going on. They immediately started fighting against the black liquid on their bodies. They closed their eyes and remained motionless. From time to time, they let out a muffled roar in their throats.

After hearing the howl of the ancient demon, Little Red Lotus Fairy's face paled slightly, and then she continued to play the music expressionlessly, ignoring him.

At the same time, the monks on the Conferred God List under Lu Fengshen and the human monks under the major holy alliances all felt unwell and breathless, and stopped their movements one after another.

The golden light of the relic that had been eaten away was slowly recovering during this time.

Such a turn of events shocked the monks in Jin Guangli.

"Good fellow, Junior Sister Hong Zhi is indeed the core of Jueming!"

The enlightened core was greatly relieved.

At such a time, he suddenly rebelled and used the magical power of Qinyin to deal with the ancient demon, Jinyang Saint and others. It is self-evident that the purpose is to delay them!

At the same time, you put yourself in an extremely dangerous situation.

"When Lao Jiu let her go, he made the right decision."

Xie Aman glanced at Fang Chen from the corner of his eye.

Fang Chen's expression was extremely solemn, and he did not expect that Little Red Lotus Fairy would turn his gun against the Ancient Demon and his party at this time.

If he could predict this in advance, he would definitely not agree with Xiao Honglianxian's approach.

Because the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower will be activated immediately, there is no need for her to take such risks.

It's just that it's too late.

The only hope is to rely on Little Red Lotus Immortal's method to restrain the Ancient Demon and others for two days, delaying until he can use the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower.

Otherwise... Little Red Lotus Immortal will be in danger of her life!

He seemed to notice that Fang Chen was watching him.

Little Red Lotus Fairy suddenly raised her head and smiled brightly at Fang Chen.

This smile was like the spring breeze blowing on her face, melting away the thousands of years of frost on her face.