"Crack the Nine Sky God-Ticketing Formation, protect the millions of domains in the East..."

When the demon son led the endless monster tide to the East Earth, the East Earth cultivators had already set up a shocking formation on the edge of the East Earth. Looking up, they saw the three immortal palaces flying in the air, like three sea-stabilizing magic needles, separated by 30,000 miles from each other, stably stably in the void. Under the three immortal palaces, there were four major families, five elite troops of the Daotong, each leading the immortal army, and suppressing the corners of each other. The divine lights were intertwined and connected, and the stars seemed to form a phantom of an ethereal immortal courtyard.

"roar……"

The demon came with the defeat of the Western Wilderness and defeated the power of the Southern Wilderness. He arrived at the East Land and did not answer. With a long sleeve, the endless monsters had already rushed forward. Now that they have been able to survive the Second World War between the Western Wilderness and the Southern Wilderness, these monsters seem to have not decreased, and they are still as fierce as crazy. However, during the previous battle, the monsters that were killed will turn into evil energy and return to the demon cloud, and then breed from the demon cloud.

This side will not decrease, and will always maintain the army of monsters with terrifying power.

The darkness is like a tide of destruction, rushing forward with endless evil aura, layer by layer, slapping the camp on the edge of the East Earth.

The Dongtu army, who had already prepared, all roared angrily. The war drums sounded in the formation, and rows of immortal troops formed immortal formations, blocking the fierce tides, using all their strength to block them, preventing them from stepping over the thunder pool, like a collision between gold and black.

However, at this time, it can be clearly seen that the difference between the eastern land and the southern border is that there are few demons in the western desert, and it is difficult to achieve a climate. However, the demons in the southern border are no less than those in the eastern land. However, once you enter the battle formation, you can find out whether there are any rules or not. The difference between them. The Dongtu Immortal Army is also roaring loudly and facing forward, but they are all restrained and pressing on the edge of the formation to defend against the monsters.

If it were the demons from southern Xinjiang, they would have been rushing up long ago.

In terms of individual strength, we can also see the extraordinaryness of the Dongtu Immortal Army. Each Immortal Army has exquisite magical powers and powerful treasures. In addition, they have a good cooperation with each other and their power has increased. Pieces of monsters were strangled into them...

"The capital of Tianyuan, the place where Taoist rises, is indeed a bit extraordinary..."

The demon stood in mid-air, his eyes only looked at the three immortal palaces in the air, and then his eyes moved downward and landed on the battle monsters and the army. There was no different expression on his face, and there was a hint of praise in his tone: "Whether it is morale, overall cultivation, or the use of formation magical powers, it is better than in southern Xinjiang, and it has already looked like an ideal world..."

"It's a pity..."

He raised a finger slightly and pointed forward gently: "The level is weaker!"

When the sound fell, behind him, in the infinite demon tide, one figure after another suddenly came out. They were the people he awakened from the depths of the Demon Mountain. These people all had empty eyes and slow movements, but the aura on their bodies was extremely terrifying!

"Half-dead immortal, it's time for you to take action..."

His voice was not loud, but it was heard from afar. All the monks who came from under the Demon Mountain had a fierce look in their eyes.

Crazy...

At this moment, endless black figures pounced forward.

After crossing the evil army of Demon Mountain, he crashed into the immortal army guarding the front line in Dongtu...

No one expected that the existences born deep in the Demon Mountains all had such terrifying strength. It was hard to imagine how they were in their lifetime. Only we could see that even though they no longer seemed to have life now, they were more like they were acting instinct, and they would not even use magical powers and weapons, but the evil spirit contained in their bodies was extremely terrifying...

"The transformation of gods... those people were afraid that they were at least in the realm of transformation of gods..."

"Only when the God-turning is transformed, even if you are about to break through the God-turning realm, you will still have such a terrifying divine power so long after your death!"

“…”

“…”

Looking at the black cloud, looking at the hundreds, or even nearly a thousand black shadows, there seemed to be hundreds, or even nearly a thousand, on the east land, many people showed strange terror on their faces. They laid the immortal army fighting with evil things in the Demon Mountain in the front. In front of these half-dead immortals, there was almost no resistance, and they were torn apart by those people and pressed forward.

The evil thing behind him roared and then infiltrated, as if he wanted to make a concerted effort to completely tear the East Earth Array.

Looking at the demonic wave that seemed to be hundreds of feet high in front of me, the Dongtu Immortal Army guarding ahead even felt a sense of despair in their hearts, but they did not retreat, but their faces were all gray. Some people had closed their eyes and waited for death to come.

"The demon retreated..."

Suddenly, after the military formation, a loud shout rang out.

Someone turned around and saw figures rushing towards the middle of the formation, all of which were the Nascent Soul cultivators from the four families and five sects. These old cultivators who were usually wearing Confucian robes and a kind sect now were wearing armor and holding weapons. There were even strands of formation light wrapped around them, causing their divine power to surge and they faced forward fiercely.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

They almost bumped into each other, resisted the half-dead immortal attacks that rushed to the front, and forced them out of the formation.

Those half-dead immortals had a terrifying cultivation level during their lifetime. Although they had been dead for too long, their cultivation level was greatly damaged, and they did not know how to use magical powers and the power of alien treasures, they could at least exert the power of the high-level Nascent Soul, or even the God Transformation Realm with the blessing of evil spirits!

At least ordinary Nascent Souls will have no power to fight back when they encounter them!

But the Eastern Land masters who rushed out now also received the blessing of the formation light. It is hard to imagine that the blessing of the formation light actually pulled the power of heaven and earth, intertwined the power of laws on them, the meaning of the southern Vermillion Bird, the northern Xuanwu, the western White Tiger, and the eastern Qinglong are all in one circle, converging together, showing their supernatural powers.

This also made these East-land monks have the power to fight against these half-dead immortals.

"Set up an immortal courtyard and use the power of heaven and earth, not... it is to seize the power of heaven and earth..."

The demon looked at the battle under his feet, and he seemed to have a smile on his face, and he praised softly: "Dongtu has indeed also made some new ideas, at least higher than the intention of southern Xinjiang. It's a pity that it is still a little worse, and it still cannot reach the realm of creating gods in the void. Since it is impossible to create gods, it is still a human. As long as it is a human, it will still be..."

"After all, I'll lose..."

In this moment, they flew into the three immortal palaces in the sky, with divine thoughts intertwined with each other, conveying words. The three old immortals of Dongtu who had lost their physical body in the northern region could only use the sculptures in the immortal palace to survive. In the divine thoughts, they seemed to be able to hear their seemingly calm but somewhat desperate words: "Although they can temporarily use the Jiuxiao Formation to fight against the demon son's attack, the consumption is also equally powerful. The demon son's evil spirit is endless, but my formation is consumed quickly, and one is reduced and the other is rising, and they will eventually be defeated..."

Another old god said: "If it were any of Tianyuan, this Jiuxiao Formation would be enough to win..."

"What's the use? After all, what we are facing now is not an opponent from Tianyuan..."

“…”

“…”

In their words, they could tell some unwillingness and depression. If any army, under the power of the Dongtu Immortal Army, would retreat step by step, or even be wiped out, and there would be no more power to fight. But what they encountered was a demon son from the sky, an evil thing in the Demon Mountain, an evil thing in the Demon Mountain. If it was wiped out, it would be reborn from the evil spirit, and it would be ignorant and fearless, and would not be afraid at all.

This also makes them stand invincible, killing them endlessly and killing them endlessly.

"Are you ready to make up for the Jiuxiao Heavenly Palace?"

"It's still deducing..."

"Since that's the case, I'm afraid there's only..."

I'm afraid the three old gods never thought that one day they would say this.

"Please reinforcements!"

After this idea was born, the three old gods all ushered in a moment of silence.

Now that they are joining the demon son, Dongtu has revealed all their foundation, and has indeed resisted the evil army of Demon Mountain, but they have no chance of winning. Now that things have come, they can only ask someone to help. Now Tianyuan still has some forces that can exert some power...

With one more point of help, you can last longer, and the success derived from that last step may be greater.

However, it was time to invite reinforcements...

None of them spoke again, but they had already thoughts in their hearts, and a few thoughts flew out of the Immortal Palace.

One of the thoughts flew to a sea of ​​waves. It can be seen that the sea is like a dead place, smelling bad, and the sea is full of dead fish and shrimps. As the waves rise and fall, this thought is not enough to dislike it, so it goes straight into the sea, turns left and right, and soon comes to a deep seabed, in front of a black cave, and then turns into the Qin family’s ancestor wearing a white robe.

"If you don't invite it, you'll be a villain..."

A deep sigh suddenly came from the cave.

The Qin ancestor looked cold and hesitated slightly, and then he entered the cave. Then he saw that the cave was full of broken scales and fishy blood. In the middle of the cave, two people could be seen sitting on the big stone. They seemed to have just transformed back into human form. On the ground next to them, they could also see the lying marks with clear marks in the mud and sand.

The two men, one was wearing a black robe, had no flesh and blood on their faces, and were covered with defects everywhere, thin and ugly, while the other one looked like a child, but only had one arm missing, and half a piece of his body was missing. Look at the trace, it seemed like he had been bitten away by someone.

"It seems you always knew we were not dead..."

The two men looked up at the Qin ancestor, and suddenly smiled and spoke with a childish look.

"The Lord of the Seven Seas, how could he die so easily..."

The Qin family ancestor replied calmly and looked at them. Perhaps what the world could not imagine was that the seven-sea dragon lords who had been rumored to have died on the sea. There were still two who survived, or even survived. The Nether Sea and the Wu Hai have always been mortal enemies. Now they are all hiding in small caves, covered in injuries, and are still breathing until today.

The Dragon Lord of Nether Sea looked at the Qin family with a smile: "Why, are you here to kill someone to silence me?"

The ancestor of the Qin family shook his head slowly and said, "You should know my purpose. The Tianyuan catastrophe, you can't not know. I know that you are waiting for a good opportunity to make a comeback, but I am here to tell you that the Western Wilderness and the Southern Frontier have both been seized and almost destroyed. My Dongtu is the last to resist the power of the demon son. Of course, my Dongtu is still invincible now, but if I can get help from the two, my Tianyuan... may not have no chance to win..."

“Victory?”

The two dragon lords looked at each other and suddenly laughed at the same time.

Amid the laughter, the face of the Qin ancestor had become more and more concentric.

"There is indeed a chance to win..."

The Dragon Lord of Nether Sea smiled and said, "As long as you complete your road to Dongtu, no matter who you face, as long as you are in Tianyuan, you still have some chances to win. Even if the people from the previous life are back, you dare to fight with your Dongtu's ambition and courage..."

"only……"

His face was full of sarcasm: "That is your Dongtu chance to win. What does it have to do with me, Qihai?"

The Qin family ancestor looked embarrassed and stepped forward and said, "But..."
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