"Attack the mountain!"

Nearly ten thousand cultivators roared with their true energy and exerted their strength. The sound was like thunder in the dawn, and it rumbling, as if it reached the sky and the underworld, reaching the sky and the earth, and it would not disperse for a long time!

This is the roar of unwillingness to the Demon Cult for a hundred years!

This is the new and old hatred of the Demon Cult, the crazy hiss!

And when these roars and hisses were intertwined, they finally turned into the bloodiest word - kill!

The sound of killing shook the sky!

There is no pedantic way of answering each other. In fact, the large-scale battle between monks is far more complicated than mortals, and even less than the high-tech wars in later generations. After all, an army of monks with more flexibility than motorcycles, more maneuverability than aircraft, and more durable than aircraft carriers, and has no logistical concerns such as "food channels" and "supply", purely speaking, the destructive power is a hundred times more fierce than the horse thief in the ancient grasslands.

Fortunately, Qingyun in this life, because of the big disturbance caused by He Xu, Daoxuan took early precautions in this regard, so there was no scene in the original work where he was directly invaded into the Yuqing Palace by the Demon Cult.

Daoxuan's defense arrangement was also quite perfect. With the help of Qingyun's layers of restrictions set up by two thousand years, while the Demon Cult attacked the mountain and shouted to kill, he sent a righteous team with Qingyun, Tianyin and Burning Incense as the backbone to launch layers of blocking the enemy.

The battle almost entered a white heat at the beginning. In a moment, the bloody smell enveloped the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, so thick that even the rising sun could not penetrate. Even the water Qilin, who had always been lazy, seemed anxious and uneasy at this moment, swimming back and forth in the ice pool, making a low roar. The masters of Zhuzhengdao standing on the Yuqing Hall all looked grim and looked down at the foot of the mountain.

Although the terror and tragic battle between good and evil was expected, the cruelty at the scene still made many people in the righteous way feel disappointed. The Demon Sect occupies a large number of people and is as powerful as a rainbow. The leader of the four sects led his troops from the bottom of the mountain and swept across the way like a storm. Although the people in the righteous way are constantly attacking, and the average level of individual training is indeed better than the Demon Sect. However, the team battle policy implemented by the Demon Sect for a hundred years has undoubtedly revealed its advantages in such a major battle. Faced with the Demon Sect who set up the formation, even if the people in the righteous way are leveraging the benefits of the prohibition, they cannot form a fatal blow.

So he had no choice but to fight and retreat. Fortunately, the advantage of the location is beneficial to the right side. Although the attack is not smooth, the effect of blocking the enemy is very obvious. When the Demon Sect attacks the mountains and seas of clouds, his morale is no longer as sharp as the original "one-stop" one's strength.

Zhenren Daoxuan made a quick decision and concentrated most of the righteous forces to face the enemy in the huge clouds square. For a moment, in the light of the magic weapon flying all over the sky, flesh and blood were flying across the sea of ​​clouds on Tongtian Peak, and howlings were endless. The steps of the Demon Cult's advance were finally stopped.

This is the final strategy after discussions by the righteous side in recent days. With the unique terrain of Hongqiao, it overcomes the number of people of the Demon Sect. It can bring the advantage of the advantage of the location to the extreme.

"Old friend Daoxuan, you've been missing for a hundred years, are you okay?"

During the fierce battle, a slightly old voice came from the Magic Cult formation.

The true man Daoxuan's pupils contracted and he said coldly: "Popular God!"

The poisonous god laughed and said, "It is me, the immortal. I was defeated by your sword a hundred years ago at the foot of the Qingyun Mountain, and now I see you as charming as before, I am so relieved!"

The two of them had almost reached the point of becoming an extraordinary saint. Therefore, even on the battlefield where the shouts and kills the sky, the answers they answered with their true energy were still calm. Not only did they feel urgent at all, but they could hear them very clearly. As a result, the two men couldn't help but slow down. After a moment, under the command of their respective leaders, they retreated back to their camp. The two sides confronted each other for a moment.

Zhenren Daoxuan sneered: "I was so low in my cultivation back then that I couldn't keep you. Now I think about it, I feel extremely ashamed. Otherwise, if you could regret it in Qingyun Jingxin, even if you have no inch of cultivation in this hundred years, you will be better than being demoted to Jiuyou after death and will never be able to do anything to heaven!"

His words sounded very civilized, but in fact they were extremely sharp. You should know that no matter whether they were good or evil or demons, or what methods they used, their ultimate goal was to "see the way of heaven". Now Daoxuan opened his mouth and said that the poisonous god had no chance of being with the way of heaven forever, and he also implied that he was demoted to Jiuyou after his death - where is Jiuyou? Isn't it hell!

I will curse you to go to the eighteen levels of hell after you die!

If others say this, the Poison God laughed and just said it was fart. But from Daoxuan, and he was also humiliated under the Daoxuan sword, he was extremely excited, so that he changed color after hearing this. The "gentle" disguise that he woven for more than a hundred years was finally torn apart at this moment. He only heard him curse: "Dog Tao, I want to see who was demoted to Jiuyou today!"

"Amitabha, since the old donor has the intention to realize the Tao, I will try my best to ask for some tricks, how about it?" But Master Puhong, who stood side by side with Daoxuan, was speaking.

The face of the poisonous god changed and hesitated: "This is Master Puhong in front of Tianyin Temple?"

Puhong smiled and said, "The old donor is very good at me. You and I only met one after another a hundred years ago in the battle between good and evil. I didn't expect that until today, I have never forgotten me. I feel very honored."

The poisonous god snorted coldly and was about to speak, Yu Yangzi, who was leading the team in another direction, couldn't help but shout: "Dog Tao, thief bald, my holy religion gathered all the people in the world today. Not only did I settle the old accounts with you a hundred years ago, but the ulterior motive who stole the statue of the Virgin King of the Holy Mother, I also handed over them obediently. Otherwise, I would not only have to flatten Qingyun today, but also the people at Qingyun Mountain...ah!"

Suddenly, a loud shout shocked the audience. Everyone was shining, no matter whether it was good or evil, and in horror, Yu Yangzi, who was still arrogant and domineering just now, was shot out by someone. More than ten kinds of exhaustion appeared one after another, and one of them hit Yu Yangzi's back. The Demon Cult is in chaos, and the Changshengtang lineage is even more chaotic. Anyone in the crowd can hear it clearly, shouting: "It's the Blood Refining Hall! The Blood Refining Hall is back!"

Facing the angry eyes of the Changshengtang sects around him, the old man from the Blood Refining Hall was stunned and panicked: "No rebellion! No rebellion! It's Xiao Zhou! It's Xiao Zhou!" But who was still listening to his advice at this time? The members of Changshengtang, who had red eyes, blasted the magic weapon Super Blood Refining Hall in a flash. On the contrary, the more than ten lights before flew towards the right path while taking advantage of the chaos, leaving only a red light flying at the end.

And if anyone who recognizes this retreat in the right way will be surprised and interspersed:

"Yi Cai!"

"Xiaofan, Jingyu! And the senior brother!"

"Look, isn't that our Senior Brother Chu?"

"And Junior Sister Lu! Xue Qi! Senior Sister Wen!"

"It's Peng Chang! And there's!"
Chapter completed!