Abandoned Immortals

The general Shenweixian ordered a battle against the demon clan from the lower realms, so he waved the battle flag in front of the gate of heaven and summoned one hundred thousand immortal soldiers.

The immortal soldiers from the fairy world broke through the layers of mist and came under orders. The two lieutenants counted the soldiers and horses, stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, and reported to the mighty general that the troops were ready and ready to go.

Yu Lian waited at the side calmly, and when they got ready and turned around to greet her, she followed up.

Holding the tiger talisman, the immortal general opened the gate of the void leading from the immortal world to the thirteen realms of Xuanzi.

Outside the Tianmen, a ray of divine light lit up in the vast and turbulent void.

The divine light bloomed brightly, spread to both sides like lightning, and finally spread out like a scroll, the light curtain covered the sky and the sun, and could easily accommodate [-] immortal soldiers.

Yu Lian stared at this scene intently, not only amazed by it, but also became more and more cold because of it.

Following the fairy general, she stepped into the light curtain step by step, and in a blink of an eye, she returned to the mortal world.

Looking around, it was devastated.

The army of monsters spread all over the southeast, northwest and all directions, and the location of the nine dragon veins has been covered by the monsters. In order to find the dragon veins, the monster soldiers and generals did all kinds of evil, burning, killing and looting, digging more than three feet into the ground.

The common people are in dire straits, and there are no less than one hundred thousand soldiers and horses around the Tianxuan Peak. Less than [-]% of the masters from various factions who gathered in Tianxuan to participate in the Hundred Sects Conference took advantage of the chaos to escape, and the rest were intercepted by the monster clan. injury.

Mo Changyuan of the Jade Immortal Sect united the masters of various sects to defend Tianxuan Mountain. Fortunately, Dong Mingle helped them to fight against the monster army.

A qin sound suppresses Tianxuan, and no one violates the power of the green dragon.

As a result, Tianxuan Mountain was separated from the rest of the place, and the people of the monster clan besieged but did not attack.

The two sides saw each other, collided with each other from time to time, and confronted each other for a long time.

Yuxianmen and the others supported tenaciously, but everyone knew in their hearts that the general situation in the mortal world was over, and they were just lingering.

Once the Yaozu finds the dragon's veins and masters a more powerful force, it will be easy to destroy the mortal world, and they will not escape death if they hold on to the end.

A temporary camp was set up on the top of Profound Sky, Dong Mingle set up a maze formation, and all the masters of the mortal world watched each other.

At this time, there was a dead silence in the mountain, and the wounded stayed in the corners to meditate and recuperate, the atmosphere was dull.

Under such heavy pressure for a long time, some of them have become shadows of snakes. They would break out in a cold sweat when they heard any wind and grass, and looked around in panic, lest the monsters would rush to the top of the mountain.

"Continuing like this is not an option." Mo Changyuan sighed at the front of the crowd, looked at the overwhelming demon army at the foot of the mountain, and shook her head helplessly, "It is only a matter of time before the demon tribe surrounds Tianxuan Mountain and finds the dragon's veins, we can't sit still .”

"But, there are 10,000+ demon soldiers at the foot of the mountain." Uncle Zhou said in a hoarse voice with a heavy expression.

His face was slightly pale, showing injuries on his body.

Looking sideways at Mo Changyuan, he exhaled, "Everyone is at their limit. In this state, it is impossible to break through, unless..."

Unless something, he didn't finish, but Mo Changyuan immediately understood.

She closed her eyes and sighed suddenly.

Unless a miracle happens, the gods will rescue them from the flames, otherwise they will only die.

Everyone knows that.

It is precisely because there is no way out and no hope that they can see that they suffer so much.

No one can save them.

Suddenly, a few black shadows flashed across the mountains and forests in the distance.

At the same time, messy footsteps sounded from the foot of the mountain, along with a few cursing and provocative shouts.

People from the Yaozu broke through the maze and broke in!

Everyone's face changed drastically, and they stood up in a panic, but most of them were injured, and the formation was loose, obviously they didn't have much resistance.

Once the monster army rushed up, they couldn't last long.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Mo Changyuan. Not far behind her were Dong Mingle, who was meditating and adjusting his breath, and another monk Wuming, who was a master of crossing the tribulation realm.

Now on Tianxuan Mountain, only Dongmingle and Wuming monks have the highest cultivation level and can support the overall situation.

Ming'e, who previously represented the mortal world in the battle against the monster masters, fled in the chaos after the explosion of the Tianbang formation and disappeared without a trace.

Dong Mingle stopped adjusting his breath, got up and said: "There are three demon generals leading the demon army to attack."

The general of the monster clan, whose cultivation level is the lowest, has also reached the Tribulation Realm.

Because Dongmingle and Wuming monks joined forces with Yuxianmen to resist tenaciously, they suffered heavy losses, so they postponed the offensive and defended outside Tianxuan Mountain for several days.

Presumably their patience has been worn out now, and the 15 demon soldiers encircling Tianxuan Mountain launched an attack again under the leadership of three demon generals.

Seeing the smoke and dust billowing in the distance, Dong Mingle guessed that the Yaozu's massive attack this time must have the intention of completely destroying them at any cost.

They have no way out and can only fight to the death with the Yaozu.

Monk Mingwu sighed "Amitabha", and jumped up first, with his palms spread apart, a string of fist-sized Buddhist beads shone with boundless majesty.

The beads burst apart, and the golden beads flew in all directions, falling into the formation of the demon army. With the rumbling sound, one hundred and eight beads exploded, stirring up a storm in the sky.

With that blow just now, more than a thousand monster soldiers fell down, and there were no dead bodies.

However, there were a large number of Yaozu people, and when a group fell, more people filled the vacancies. Although there were a lot of casualties just now, their formation was not affected at all, and they still rushed towards the top of the mountain shouting and killing.

Dong Mingle also flew up, and the shadow of a green dragon appeared behind him.

The dragon roared and lifted into the air, and the sound of the zither turned into countless wind blades. It was bound to drink blood when it made a move.

The members of the Yuxian sect also took action one after another, and even Yin Qingxue had no time to protect Fang Juinian, so she could only temporarily entrust Fang Juinian to his fellow sects with lower cultivation levels, who were difficult to charge forward, and let them take care of him.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the sky seemed to be stained with a layer of blood. Looking around, it was scarlet.

But what was more gloomy than the blood mist in front of them was the gloomy and depressed mood of the people. Some people even gave up on themselves and yelled crazily.

More people still retain their instincts and are afraid of death. Even if the monster army has launched the final charge, they still embrace the last sliver of luck and hope, and refuse to compromise easily.

Even though Dongmingle, Monk Wuming and the members of the Yuxian Sect had tried their best to intercept them, they were no match for four hands, and there were too many demon soldiers to kill them all. Finally, they broke through the blockade and came to the top of the mountain , Fighting hand to hand with all the cultivators.

More and more people fell in the pool of blood, the monsters fell with knives, and those mortal masters who were already injured were unable to resist, and their corpses were scattered all over the field in just a moment.

There was chaos on Tianxuan Mountain, Yin Qingxue's eyes were red, and she returned to Fang Juinian immediately.

She carried Fang Juinian on her back, and before she could take a step forward, densely packed monster soldiers surrounded her, and without any explanation, she raised her knife and slashed at her.

Yin Qingxue swung her sword to fight back, but she was able to avoid one or two moves in the end when she was moving through many sword lights. If she didn't pay attention, she got two new injuries on her arms.

These two knives could have been avoided on her body, but if she avoided it, Fang Juinian behind her would be affected.

Therefore, she would rather suffer the knife herself than to hurt Fang Juinian.

But the demon soldiers are not fools, the more she protects Fang Juinian, the more vicious they strike. After a while, Yin Qingxue is covered with scars.

The blood dripping from her body fell to the ground, forming a winding corridor.

Mo Changyuan's one-style gold and jade sword sutra forced back the monster soldiers who were close to her, and when she saw Yin Qingxue's situation when she turned her head, she immediately turned around to help regardless of her own safety.

There are more and more demon soldiers, and the Tianxuan Mountain is becoming more and more chaotic.

Yin Qingxue dodged a row of sharp knives and wanted to pull back, but was unexpectedly attacked by someone. She was stabbed in her calf, bleeding profusely in an instant, and she almost fell to her knees on the spot.

Because of this stagger, another row of blades slashed down, pointing directly at her heavenly spirit.

Hearing the sound of shiny gold and iron clashing, Mo Changyuan arrived in time, picked up the row of demon knives, and protected Yin Qingxue to retreat.

From the corner of Dong Mingle's eyes, she also caught a glimpse of Yin Qingxue's injury and was about to rescue her, but a murderous aura suddenly appeared beside her, forcing her to stop and turn sideways to avoid the murderous intent.

The palm wind brushed her cheek, and a demon general appeared, and attacked her with a murderous look.

The two of them went through a few moves, Dong Mingle used the power of the green dragon to force the person back, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another monster general appeared behind her silently, and slapped her behind.

She rolled around in the air, fell down forcibly, avoiding the palm, and glanced at where Monk Mingwu was, but she couldn't see him, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart.

"Are you looking for this bald donkey?" Another figure appeared beside Dong Mingle, with a ferocious face, showing wanton and contemptuous laughter.

Before he finished speaking, a bloody head rolled to Dong Mingle's feet.

With two rows of clearly identifiable scars on his head, isn't the man with the glaring Vajra glaring the same monk Ming Wu who stopped the demon soldiers from going up the mountain just now?

when?

Dong Mingle's heart sank, and his expression was solemn.

She was surrounded by three tribulation-crossing demon generals, and she had no chance of winning this battle.

The top of Tianxuan Mountain has been captured by the Yaozu, and all masters who will be able to kill themselves in the future have been captured alive. Yin Qingxue was seriously injured, her face turned pale, and her legs could no longer move. If Mo Changyuan hadn't been protecting her, she might have died different place.

Is it over?

Such thoughts arose in everyone's hearts at the same time, even if they were humiliated, there was nothing they could do.

What makes people desperate and painful is not death, but the process of knowing that they must die, but having to struggle and resist, and then being ruthlessly pushed down by fate, and can only sit and wait for death.

it is finally over.

Dong Mingle looked as usual, watching all this calmly.

"Why don't you make a move? Are you trying to force me to surrender?" The softness on her body disappeared, her eyes were quiet, but there was a determination to see death as home, sharp and sharp, showing her sharpness.

The demon general who killed Monk Wuming laughed and grinned: "Dong Mingle, you are also a member of the Dongming clan after all. You have the blood of my demon clan in your body, and you are so beautiful. If you are willing to surrender, Of course we're happy to accept that."

As he spoke, he stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, showing a lewd look.

Dong Mingle's expression remained calm, but a cold killing intent flashed across his eyes.

The cold wind is blowing, the energy is intertwined, the two sides are at war, and a life-and-death battle is imminent.

All the captured mortals looked up at the scene.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the void, and Dong Mingle's pupils shrank.

The red plum blossoms, and the blood splatters three feet.

The red gold vine branches pierced the chests of the three demon generals from different directions, crushing their internal organs and souls.

A red dress descended from the sky.

The power of the gods is vast, and the monster soldiers within a radius of one hundred feet exploded to death in no particular order.

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