Abandoned Immortals

No one could see how the poisonous anaconda was defeated. When he staggered to the ground with blood bursting from his body, not only was there silence on the Profound Sky Peak, even the monster army's formation was completely silent.

Obviously the battle hadn't started yet, Dong Mingle put away the guqin in such a calm manner, glanced at Yaoshuai's astonished face indifferently, and said in an extremely arrogant tone: "Ask your people to come and collect his body."

These words were not loud, but spread far and wide, falling on the ears of everyone present, like thunder.

The expressions of the masters on the Profound Sky Peak and those of the Monster Race were different. The people in the mortal world went from being shocked to excited, while the atmosphere of the Monster Race army suddenly became very depressed.

This is a crushing victory, neither fancy nor embarrassing.

In the sluggish atmosphere shrouded in despair on the Tianxuan Peak, Dong Mingle reversed the decline with an extremely domineering attitude, bringing dawn and hope to many masters in the mortal world.

Dong Mingle, one person and one piano, restored the decline of the entire mortal world.

After a short period of shock and silence, there was a commotion on the Profound Sky Peak, and everyone raised their arms and cheered, shouting excitedly for the victory of this battle.

At this time, no one mentioned Dong Mingle's half-demon status, only the army of the demon clan fell into dead silence, and the Yao commander had a gloomy face and said nothing.

When Dong Mingle turned around and walked off the ring, the Yaoshuai turned around and whispered something to the demon generals behind him.

Now more than half of the nine rounds of gambling, Mortal Realm won the second victory ahead of Yaozu, his expression is dignified, and he is not as relaxed as before. He speaks quickly and makes arrangements, and selects one person from the lineup of demon generals, so that other play.

"If you lose, you don't have to come back." His voice was cold and hard, not angry and arrogant.

The demon general who was named had a solemn expression, bowed slightly after hearing the words, and with a scimitar in his hand pressed against the silver armor on his chest, he saluted the demon general.

Immediately, this person jumped onto the ring, swung his long knife, pointed the knife point at the crowd on the top of Tianxuan Peak, and shouted loudly: "You guys, how dare you come to fight!"

The Mortal Realm had just won a big victory, and the atmosphere on the Profound Sky Peak was no longer tense. Everyone turned their heads and looked around, looking for the next great power to fight for the Mortal Realm.

Suddenly, Yu Lian looked up to the north side, and said in a deep voice, "Here we are."

Terrible coercion swept across the earth from the north, and a ray of light appeared in the sky.

Fang Juenian, dressed in Xuanjia, came on his horse, reined in the horse above the Tianxuan Peak, put down Yin Qingxue who was traveling with him, and ran towards the ring without looking back.

On the way here, the sound transmission jade around her waist kept flickering, and when she reached the Tianxuan Realm, the sound transmission jade could not withstand the crushing of the spiritual flow, and was shattered into fine powder, which was blown away by the icy wind.

Knowing the general situation, Fang Juinian galloped up to the ring, and replaced the heavy sword he used to with a lighter silver spear. With a sweep of the silver spear, the tip of the spear pointed at the demon general's eyebrows: "My lord, Fang Juinian, Order to fight, the monster clan thieves come quickly to die!"

The sound boomed like thunder and rolled like a torrent.

Many masters on the Profound Sky Peak were in an uproar because of this sudden scene.

Fang Juinian is heroic and heroic, at such a young age, but has such a cultivation base that looks down on the world, when will there be such a young master in the world, no one will know?

After Yin Qingxue landed, she walked straight towards Yu Lianxin and the two of them. Everyone's attention was attracted by the shouts on the ring, and few people noticed her.

But all the members of the Yuxian Sect showed a slight change of expression, and even Master Zhou showed surprise on his face.

They all saw just now that Yin Qingxue got off the black war horse, and the mysterious master who was rushing to the arena to fight for the common people in the mortal world was familiar with Yin Qingxue.

A male disciple recognized Yin Qingxue, got emotional, and immediately blurted out: "Junior Sister Yin!"

Yin Qingxue's reaction was flat when she heard the sound, she nodded to the people who came, first greeted Yu Lian, Xin Que and Qingyun, and finally stepped into the team of Yuxianmen.

When she came to Mo Changyuan, Yin Qingxue flicked her clothes, knelt down and kowtowed to Mo Changyuan: "Master, I know I was wrong."

Many years ago, she quarreled with Mo Changyuan, and then left the sect in anger, and went to Quyang alone to find Yu Lianxin and Que Qingyun. This move seemed to be smooth and decisive, but it hurt Mo Changyuan's heart very much.

Later, she was in a depressed state, and for 20 years, she never returned to the teacher's school.

Mo Changyuan's expression was rather complicated. He glanced at Master and Disciple Yu Lian who was paying attention to this side, and then looked at the young master who was confronting the Yaozu people on the ring. Even if he had doubts in his heart, he shouldn't speak at this time. .

He sighed softly in his heart, and said to her, "Get up first."

Yin Qingxue didn't budge, and got up as she said. Although she was standing beside Mo Changyuan, her eyes followed Fang Juinian's figure, with a worried look on her face.

Since Fang Juinian received the news, he hastened all the way from the northern border to the battlefield. Needless to say, he was exhausted from the long journey, but now he is in a hurry to fight, and his condition is also affected.

Before coming here, I knew that this battle is related to the fate of the common people. It can only be won but not defeated. The loser is close to death.Therefore, Yin Qingxue was anxious and extremely worried.

Before the two of them started fighting in the arena, Mo Changyuan asked Yin Qingxue, "Where is this girl from?"

Yin Qingxue stared intently at the stage, never turning her head when she heard the words: "Fang Juinian, she is the student my sister mentioned during her travels."

He also has a relationship with Yu Lianxin's master and apprentice.

Mo Changyuan pondered, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Stand tall and see far.

Looking at the talents in the world, no matter young and promising talents, or seniors who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation, they are more or less connected with this master and apprentice.

Only people like them who are both endowed with natural talents and brilliant talents have such courage and broad-mindedness, and can bear the burden of their family and country.

Even though they keep saying that they are not for the common people, but in the end, they stand here and share the ups and downs with the world.

On the ring, Fang Juenian was holding a silver gun, the tip of the gun was surrounded by a layer of black air, the cold wind was howling, and the air was heavy.

She reined in her horse and stood still, feeling a sense of death in the empty and lonely space.

The demon general's shoulders sank, and he took the lead in attacking with his saber. He seemed to be holding a heavy saber, but his movements were extraordinarily light. When he swung the saber, he formed nine saber auras.

A shot is a killer move!

If Fang Juinian didn't accept this move forcefully, he would have to back off, a master hand would make a difference, and momentum would be the most important thing.

The steed neighed long, Fang Juenian stretched out his silver spear, and the tip of the spear hit the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The place where the sand and stones were scattered was covered with black waves, and nine Yin soldiers broke through the water, lined up in formation, took a step forward, and swung their knives at the same time.

There was only a swishing sound, and the incoming blade wind disappeared in an instant, and the Yin soldiers stepped forward again, and the momentum also increased.

"The yin soldiers line up!" Fang Juenian shouted, the water patterns on the ring spread rapidly, and rows of yin soldiers crawled out from the ground, within a few breaths, tens of thousands of yin soldiers had already surrounded the demon general.

These Yin soldiers moved in a uniform manner, and their momentum was like a rainbow. Every time they took a step, their morale would rise a bit.

While all the cultivators were astonished, they were also impressed by Fang Juinian's fighting spirit. Wherever the dark soldiers passed by, the earth trembled. Who would dare to refuse to accept it?

The morale of the Yin soldiers is as high as a mountain, and even people outside the field can feel the oppression, let alone facing the sharp demon generals of the Yin soldiers?

He inserted the knife into the ground, and supported the handle of the knife with both hands to stabilize his figure, not to retreat from the oncoming pressure.

Seeing that Fang Juinian's side was gaining momentum, a fierce cold light flashed in his eyes, he made a decisive decision, raised his head and screamed, the air wave rolled, and the ground took the place where he stood as the core, and cracks like spider webs opened all around.

Immediately the ground sank, and crimson magma gushed out from the fissures. The demon commander was in the middle of the magma vortex, his physique was several times stronger, and he turned into his original shape. He was actually a dragon growing in the magma of the sea of ​​fire.

With a sweep of the dragon's tail, the Yin soldiers with a radius of several tens of feet were scattered by the huge force, and most of them were thrown into the air.

Flood dragon roared up to the sky, and the sound waves rolled, forcing back the Yin soldiers who were close to him, leaving a large empty depression with a radius of hundreds of meters outside him, which was filled with fiery magma in an instant.

The magma reached the Yin soldiers' waists, and hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers were wiped out in an instant.