The Immortal Spiritual Picture

The fortress suddenly became crowded with people.

The caves on Lanyue Peak were also full.

As Fang Xinai said that day, most of the families in the southeast corner of Qingzhou are now on Lanyue Peak, even the Yun family cultivators are here.

However, the Yun family is a Jindan family after all, and the cultivators they brought are several times more than those of the Gu family.

In addition to a Jindan cultivator who led the team, there were five Purple Mansion cultivators alone, and as many as forty foundation-building cultivators.

Yun Luoyao, who was quite familiar with Gu Changhuan, also came. After not seeing him for a while, he had already cultivated to the fourth level of Purple Mansion. In the Purple Mansion stage, his cultivation speed was also outstanding.

However, before Haoran Sect declared war on the demon race, the demon race took the lead in attacking the human race.

The demons came with great force and ferocity. The Moon-Watching Demon King led tens of thousands of demons from the border of Langhu Blessed Land to the outside of Maoxing Fortress, and successively broke through two newly established strongholds of the human race before being discovered by the human cultivators.

When the patrolling cultivators noticed the demons' attack, the demon army was less than a hundred miles away from the outermost perimeter of Maoxing Fortress.

The patrolling cultivators hurriedly gave the alarm, and after giving the alarm, they took out a third-level spiritual talisman and fled madly towards the gate of Maoxing Fortress.

At this moment, Gu Changhuan, who was meditating in Lanyue Peak, suddenly heard three urgent bell sounds.

He opened his eyes, stood up and walked out.

The three bell sounds were a signal for the demons to attack, and the combat-type cultivators had to gather on the square in the fortress.

As an alchemist who was called in by name, Gu Changhuan was naturally not included in the combat group, but the other people in the Gu family were not as lucky as him.

Gu Changhuan had just walked into the hall when he saw that the rest of the Gu family had already arrived.

At this time, they were discussing something.

Seeing that Gu Changhuan had also come out, Gu Xuanzhan nodded and said:

"Let's go to the square to gather first!

If there is anything, it's okay to talk on the way."

After that, he led the Gu family and others out of the cave.

When everyone came to the waiting square, they found that many people had gathered on the square. However, although there were many people gathered here, there was no noise. The cultivators talked to each other using the secret art of sound transmission.

Gu Changhuan's eyes circled around the square and finally looked at the building directly above the square.

There, the ancestor of Zhantian, Feng Yidao, and the ancestor of the Yan family, Yan Canyuan, were discussing something.

Half a step behind Feng Yidao, Qi Zhi stood there, looking at the square.

The two people's eyes met, Gu Changhuan smiled at him friendly, and Qi Zhi was slightly stunned and nodded slightly.

In his heart, he was somewhat surprised at Gu Changhuan's cultivation, but he soon put this little thing aside. After all, what his senior brother and the ancestor of the Yan family said was the key point.

"Daoyou Meihuo has taken people to deal with the demon clan. Next, I will trouble Daoyou Feng."

After the two of them discussed for a few words, the ancestor of the Yan family said so.

Feng Yidao nodded. After the ancestor of the Yan family said a few polite words, he glanced at the people in the square and turned away without saying anything.

After the ancestor of the Yan family left, Feng Yidao turned around. He looked at the people in the square, his expression gradually became serious, and the unfathomable pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator was also inadvertently dispersed.

Everyone couldn't help but look at him, with awe and yearning in their eyes, which were not the same.

Ancestor Zhantian was strong, and he successfully condensed the Nascent Soul at the age of more than 200 years old. He was the object of envy and jealousy of many cultivators. ŴŴŴ.

However, at this time, although everyone looked at him with different eyes, they were all at peace in their hearts.

When the human and demon races were fighting, the stronger the human ancestors were, the greater the chances of survival for these cultivators.

At this moment, Feng Yidao spoke:

"Haoran Sect and its affiliated disciples, listen to my orders, board the Pojun Boat, and follow me to attack Langhu Blessed Land!

Kill the Moon-Watching Demon King!"

At the same time, outside the Maoxing Fortress, a large flying boat and two medium-sized flying boats were floating in the air.

The forbidden air formation had been temporarily removed. At this time, the human cultivators were fighting fiercely with the demons. The human cultivators used many methods, and spells and talismans were shot towards the nearest demons. After the roar, several monsters would fall down seriously injured or die directly.

But the demons are many times more numerous than human cultivators. If a few of them die, more demon beasts will come.

On the chaotic battlefield, a foundation-building cultivator whose true essence was about to be exhausted was torn to pieces by a second-level superior demon wolf because of a mistake. He let out a heart-wrenching scream and fell to the ground. He wanted to reach out to take something from his arms, but he had no strength and soon lost his breath.

At the same time, not far from him, a purple mansion cultivator cut off five second-level demon beasts with one move!

The blood of the human cultivators and the blood of the demon beasts mixed together, soaking the ground under their feet.

The last thing the foundation-building cultivator heard was still the piercing screams and roars and the explosion of spells.

At this moment, in the sky, the two medium-sized battle flying boats suddenly had a flash of light. After the flash of light, they saw that on each of the two flying boats, there were nine cannons on each medium-sized flying boat. Each cannon had a diameter of ten feet. The cannon mouth was black and made people shudder.

The ancestor Meihuo looked down at the battlefield below and ordered:

"Fire."

Eighteen cannons flashed with spiritual light, and huge spiritual energy waves gathered in the cannon. The cultivators on the battlefield only heard a loud "boom", and then a white light suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, and then they heard the rumbling sound of a landslide.

Not only the cultivators, but even the monsters with little intelligence were attracted by the huge sound and diverted their attention. They turned their heads and saw a tall mountain collapsed, and the monsters on the mountain had already become charcoal.

The collapsed mountain fell to the ground, and everyone felt that the earthquake under their feet almost made them unstable.

Facing this scene, let alone others, even the Moon-Watching Demon King felt a little chill in his heart.

This attack was no longer something that an ordinary Jindan cultivator could do.

However, fortunately, he brought enough monsters this time. Even without these thousands of monsters, there are still more low-level monsters!

As long as we can attack this mountain range, we can go straight into the heart of Qingzhou, and then seize the Haoran Sect's spiritual vein. With the fifth-level spiritual vein, we won't have to worry about the future!

The spiritual cannon of this battle flying boat is expensive to drive. The previous shot has already strengthened the momentum of the human race. I think the old guy Meihuo will not order the cannon to fire again.

The Moon-Watching Demon King thought so as he watched the monsters driven by the fourth-level monsters rushing to the battlefield.

At this time, the ancestor Meihuo frowned as he watched the monsters still rushing forward.

Most of these monsters are second-level monsters, and there are very few third-level monsters. They are led by fourth-level monsters and rush forward as if they are not afraid of their lives.

However, at this moment, the Moon-Watching Demon King suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Meihuo, it's boring for us to watch these little guys fighting. Why don't we stretch our muscles?

If I win, you are not allowed to use that warship;

If you win, I can temporarily withdraw my troops, how about that?"