Vomiting blood and feeling depressed.

Thousands of miles of golden light was torn apart by dozens of gaps. Beiming monks from all over the place rushed in. They could no longer stop it, it could only be a melee!

"This battle is inevitable."

Wu Ci sighed softly and waved the flag in his hand. The Wushuang army listened to his orders, formed a formation, rushed into the enemy's formation, and started fighting head-on!

The extremely victorious Demon Lord, Liu Changshou and others were also ashen-faced. They did not expect that the "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation" would really be broken through, and this battle would actually become a decisive battle.

"Nanxuan is in danger!"

Liu Changshou sighed, but he had no choice but to command the beast army to rush into the battlefield without any reservations.

War rages and blood flows!

The battlefield of tens of millions of monks stretches for hundreds of millions of miles. Those with great supernatural powers can only see one-tenth of the battlefield if they use their magic eyes. I don’t know what is happening in the distance. I only know that there are fighting and wailing everywhere.

, the screams are endless!

"Hahaha! So happy! So happy!"

On a battlefield somewhere, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a twisted face looked up to the sky and roared.

"This is the real world of cultivation. It is natural for the weak to eat the strong! How were those days in the past? We had to pretend to talk about benevolence, righteousness, and morality. From now on, there will no longer be seven mountains and twelve cities. This is the real way of the world!"

Amidst the laughter, the man's hands glowed with green light, flashing like will-o'-the-wisps. He grabbed several Nanxuan soldiers in his hands, all of whom were at the Juyuan Realm. They were sucked into human form by him in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, starting from today, I will be able to show off my talents!"

He was proud in his heart and looked up to the sky laughing wildly, but just in the middle of his laughter, a ring suddenly flew from behind, shaped like a full moon, sharp as a knife, and swiped through his waist in just an instant.

This man was cut in half in the middle, his laughter was still stuck in his throat, but his soul had been wiped out, and he died happily.

There was another battlefield where several female cultivators from Nanxuan were besieged. They were all disciples of a small sect called "Baihua Tower". Their cultivation level was not high, only in the middle stage of Juyuan Realm.

The Beiming monks who surrounded and killed them were also in the Juyuan realm, but they were more numerous and stronger.

Seeing that they were outmatched, there were also lecherous people among their opponents who uttered obscene words during the fight. The female cultivators couldn't help but turn pale when they thought about what would happen if they were defeated.

At this moment, a white rainbow passed by, and I saw a young Taoist, Xianfeng Taoist, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and with a slight wave of his sleeves, he performed the authentic Xuanmen Taoist skills and instantly killed the besieging Beiming monks.

Already.

The female cultivators were all in danger just now, but they didn't expect to be saved by this man. Seeing his immortal demeanor and gentle face, they couldn't help but feel good about him.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life. I wonder if you can tell me the origin so that we can remember your great kindness." One of the female cultivators said with a shy expression.

The young Taoist's face was expressionless, and he sighed and said: "I am the elder of Jiuxiao Temple. In troubled times, there is no need to say thank you for my hard work."

As soon as the word "thank you" was spoken, the young Taoist was stunned for a moment, and a red line appeared on his neck. Then the big head fell without warning and fell to the ground, rolling like a rubber ball.

In front of the girls.

"ah"

None of the female cultivators in Baihua Tower could react. After waiting for a moment, they each let out a scream.

Only then did he see clearly that there was a big red-haired hand behind the young Taoist. He heard Jie Jie's strange laughter coming from a distance, and then the big hand grabbed the young Taoist's soul and spirit and snatched it away.

"Senior, he's dead"

All the girls in Baihua Tower were stunned.

Unexpectedly, their seniors, who in their eyes had great powers, were nothing more than a leaf of duckweed on this battlefield. One moment he was casting spells to save others, but the next moment he couldn't even save his own life.

This is the battle of monks, this is the catastrophe of life!

The law of heaven is ruthless, and killings and calamities are everywhere. Regardless of right or wrong, regardless of camp, there is no distinction between right and wrong, and there is no distinction between good and evil. With just a little carelessness or bad luck, anyone can be wiped out.

PS:

The new operating officer has helped me a lot. There was no activity in the book club before and I was not very good at it. Now he is doing it.

Zhuzi is also very happy to see that many people are voting for the monthly ticket, and some book friends have received the title of fan.

We don’t know anything but writing books, so today I’ll add another chapter for Leocpor.

Also thank you to last month’s monthly ticket holder: Leocpor
Chapter completed!