Xianjun, please calm down

There was a huge square at the foot of Wuxi Mountain. After the bell rang, people came one after another. Soon, this huge and empty square was filled with monks from all walks of life.

Reverend Qingyang stood on the high platform, with all his strength in his voice, he said in a deep voice: "The bell to subdue the devil is ringing, everyone must have already guessed, most of you know about the seal of the magic formula in the master of Liuyun Pavilion a few days ago, in order to find a rescue According to the method, my Zong Biyun and Han Yang went deep into the demon realm, but got a piece of news that is not good for our human race: the demon master has left the customs and plans to attack the border of our human race within three months."

There was an uproar below, all the cultivators looked heavy, the demons had made frequent moves in recent years, and some perceptive people had already guessed that the demons might make moves in recent years, but they didn't expect it to come so quickly.

It has been more than a hundred years since the world of cultivation has not produced a Mahayana cultivator. Now that the Demon Lord is out, if he goes out to fight in person, the situation will not be optimistic.

The war between humans and demons has lasted for tens of thousands of years. Since ancient times, the demons have never given up coveting the land of Lingzhou. However, no matter how divided the human race is internally, whenever the demons come to invade, they are always the same. For thousands of years, the demons have never been allowed to step into the land of Lingzhou. Could it be that the human race and the demons have fought against the demons for so many years, but they cannot escape the fate of destruction after all?

With a solemn face, Master Qingyang said in a deep voice: "The rise and fall of the human race, with this one action, all the cultivators who have not retreated after I returned to the foundation of the Yuanzong will all rush to the battlefield, rush to the front, and forge the soul of my sword cultivator with the blood of my heart! "

He was standing on a high platform, his green shirt fluttering, and his voice vibrated in the sky. Behind him, Venerable Biyun in dark green robes with a cold face, Venerable Hanyang in white clothes and black hair stood tall, and there were several others. The cultivators who wore sword robes and looked like heavy swords without sharp edges stood silently. The more senior cultivators recognized them one after another.

Like Venerable Biyun, they have all been powerful and have a glorious reputation and past in the cultivation world. Since they entered the God Cultivation Valley, the younger generation of the cultivation world may not be able to recognize their appearance, but they must have heard of it. Through their names, each one's name is revealed, and they are all figures who are enough to shake the cultivation world three times.

On both sides of Master Qingyang, the elders Chi Yun, Gu Rong, Fei Xing Liuyun, Xuan Yue, Tianming, and Elder Han Yang's Taoist companion Ji Xia all stood aside.

Several elders came out in full force, and even the old coffin boards in the Cultivation God Valley were invited out. It seems that Gui Yuanzong really had no reservations this time, and emptied his family.

The sword cultivators below looked at the seniors above and shouted, "Sword! Sword! Sword!"

Looking at the formation of Guiyuanzong, the suzerain elders of all the sects all looked heavy. In every battle between humans and demons, Guiyuanzong was the main output of combat power, but they never went all out like this without reservation. It turns out that if they are like this, they must be desperate.

It seems that this time, it is really an unprecedented catastrophe for the human race.

Reverend Liufeng stood under the stage, slightly raised his head to look at Reverend Qingyang above him, put away his usual nonchalant demeanor, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone above and beyond the foundation building stage who has not retreated in Liuyun Pavilion, all go to On the battlefield, live and die with my Divine Continent!"

Fairy Xiaoyue's voice was like morning dew, but her words were sonorous: "Up and down the Yinyue Valley, those who are above the foundation building stage and have not retreated, all go to the battlefield and obey the orders of Guiyuanzong."

Sect Master Yin of the Lingbao Sect was still rich and honored, so he put on a round baby face and said, "The same is true for the Lingbao Sect."

The abbot of Shifang Valley proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said in a deep voice: "The same is true for Shifang Valley."

The handsome young suzerain of the Wanshou Sect looked sideways at the blue-haired man beside him, and said loudly: "My Wanshou Sect is up and down, and Gui Yuanzong will follow the lead!"

Other sects also expressed their opinions. Even though cultivators fight each other on weekdays, they have always been united in the fight against the demons. Even if they are afraid of death, they will not back down at this time.

When everyone's voices gradually fell, a clear voice sounded: "My Xuanyang Sect is up and down, above the foundation, those who have not retreated, go to the battlefield together, and dare not keep it."

Da Zhuang followed his reputation, but he was a man with a rough face, wearing a crescent-colored robe, his face was white and beardless, his robe had wide sleeves, he had a fairy posture, clear eyebrows, and a peaceful voice, he was an extraordinary figure.

It seems that the Xuanyang Sect has lost Shan Tianrui, but instead has a reliable suzerain. The so-called raging soldiers and raging generals, Xuanyang Sect used to be the number one sect in the cultivation world. Even if the power is reshuffled now, it is not as good as before. But a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, which is still not comparable to ordinary sects. Changing such a suzerain is a good thing for the general situation of the world. After all, no one wants to face a strong enemy. Beware of the villain behind you.

After the Wuxi Mountain Conference, monks from all sects packed up one after another and rushed to the border without stopping.

The Ancient Realm City, which is closest to the Demon Realm, was filled with powerful monks in just a few days. Outside the Ancient Realm City, there was a huge city wall as high as [-] meters. The first step for the hunters to come is to inspect and maintain these magic circles.

The Spirit Treasure Sect took out a large number of magic tools, spirit stones, the Ziqi Sect almost emptied the medicine storehouse, all the spirit stones mined from all the spirit stone mines in Jiuzhou were transported to the border, and all military supplies came first.

The demons came faster than expected, and the first wave of attacks had already arrived before they were fully prepared.

Moxiu is still in the lead. The demons call Moxiu "the one who betrays the ancestors". They usually look down on them. In every battle between humans and demons, they are the first cannon fodder sent to test.

However, because the human race had been prepared for a long time, the demon cultivators left a lot of corpses without any suspense.

On the battlefield, there will never be a shortage of blood and death. Da Zhuang deeply feels that if he stays in this kind of place for a long time, he will either make people crazy or bloodthirsty.

He hates war.

The demon king did not appear, Yan Cang could not leave the Demon Realm because of the demon blood oath, so he could only sit in the rear and command. gone.

At the beginning of the battle, the masters of both sides hadn't moved yet, and the only ones fighting on the battlefield were low-level cultivators and demon cultivators, or a few mixed-blood demons.

Da Zhuang, as a golden core cultivator, naturally went off the stage. When he was off the battlefield, Yu Changqing stood on the city wall and watched, and Venerable Hanyang stood on top of his head, making the cultivators below all excited, especially The sword cultivator was so excited that his hands were shaking, because the Venerable Hanyang was almost the direction of all the sword cultivators' efforts, and his meaning was different.

The cultivators spontaneously guarded Da Zhuang in the middle, lest he get hurt, this is Venerable Hanyang's Taoist partner, if he gets hurt, Venerable Hanyang will definitely be unhappy.