Bang bang bang!

Shen Zhiwen's body lit up with dazzling black light, rampaging like a giant beast in the wilderness, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the Holy Maiden of the Wind Thunder Sect.

"Are you alright?"

Shen Zhiwen waved his hand to repel the Purple Spirit Clan powerhouse and asked.

"Are you...... Xuanhuang Sect's senior brother Shen Zhiwen? ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then said in astonishment.

The Xuanhuang Sect has never set up a holy son and a holy daughter, only a senior brother, Su Yan had seen the young man in front of him once, so he quickly recognized it.

"Haha, that's right."

Shen Zhiwen laughed, and then asked again: "Are you okay?"

"It's fine."

Su Yan shook his head, his face changed slightly: "Be careful!"

Shen Zhiwen didn't look back, and his palm instantly bloomed with a bright black light, devouring the demon beast behind him.

As the contemporary senior brother of the Xuanhuang Sect, Shen Zhiwen's cultivation was only half a step away from the Supreme Realm, and without the help of the Martial Dao Supreme and the Martial Dao Legend, he was one of the strongest existences on the battlefield.

As for those Martial Dao Supremes and Martial Dao Legends, due to their destructive power, they were all fighting at high altitudes at the moment to prevent them from affecting the army below.

In fact, Su Yan's strength is about the same as Shen Zhiwen's, but her two fists are invincible to her four hands, and she has been seriously injured in several days of fighting, so she will be defeated by any Purple Spirit Clan powerhouse.

"You're too badly injured, so let's get back first."

Shen Zhiwen is colorful.

"No, I want to avenge my ancestor!"

Gritting his teeth, Su Yan said categorically.

The war has been fought so far, and both sides are basically red-eyed, eager to tear each other apart, especially when the ancestor of the Wind and Thunder Sect has fallen, how can Su Yan retreat.

At this moment, a disciple of the Wind Thunder Sect rushed towards the demon beast army like a moth to a flame, and at the moment when he was about to be submerged, a dazzling light suddenly lit up on his body, creating a terrifying spiritual power storm!

This disciple actually chose to blow himself up at the last moment of his life!

Immediately afterwards, as if lighting a fuse, one by one the disciples of the Wind Thunder Sect blew themselves up, and they died together with the army of demon beasts.

"Hahaha, wretched, let's die!"

"Let me show you how powerful the master is!"

"Kill!"

Seeing this, the disciples of other sects also joined the ranks of self-explosions, setting off a hurricane of Dao spiritual power on the plains, and perished along with the army of demon beasts and purple demons.

"Stop! What are you doing? ”

Shen Zhiwen's eyes were torn and he wanted to stop this behavior.

"Senior brother, the Xuanhuang Sect will be handed over to you in the future!"

As soon as the words fell, a Xuanhuang Sect disciple suddenly crossed Shen Zhiwen and rushed into the army of demon beasts, exploding like a cannonball.

"No!"

Shen Zhiwen's expression was hideous, and he suddenly remembered a poem that his master had recited: The green mountains are difficult to stop the flood and barren surge, and the only way is to cast the causeway with flesh and blood; It is difficult to recover my life under the three thrones, and the common people have to comfort my body......

Shen Zhiwen didn't understand the meaning of this poem before, but now he finally understands.

Just as Shen Zhiwen was about to release all his spiritual power and enter the army of demon beasts, a mighty shout suddenly came from the sky: Withdraw!

Although there was only one word, Shen Zhiwen still heard the owner of the voice, it was the ancestor of the Tianji Sect, Tianjizi, who was now recognized as the strongest human race in the southern realm!

Bang!

The next moment, a huge pillar of spiritual power fell from the sky, and even the space was distorted and shattered, just hitting the enemy camp, instantly devouring countless demon beasts and purple spirit clan warriors.

This kind of power is probably only possible for a strong person above the Legendary Realm.

"Retreat!"

Before Shen Zhiwen could react, someone suddenly grabbed his shoulders and flew towards the rear.

"Uncle Shi?"

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Shen Zhiwen was stunned.

"Uncle Shi, what's going on?"

"There's no time to explain, get out of here."

There was blood hanging from the corners of the mouth, and he said expressionlessly.

"But the Holy Maiden of the Wind Thunder Sect is still ......"

Shen Zhiwen turned his head, but he didn't see Su Yan's figure.

"Hehe, she is the hope of the future of the Wind Thunder Sect, so you don't need to worry."

As he spoke, the person who came pointed ahead, and Shen Zhiwen realized that Su Yan had been rescued by a high-ranking member of the Wind Thunder Sect.

Some of the warriors who reacted quickly immediately turned around and left without the slightest hesitation after hearing the word "withdraw", while some of the warriors who reacted slowly also hurriedly retreated under the reminder of their companions.

The originally extremely fierce battle fell with this word, and suddenly showed a one-sided trend, no one expected that the ancestor of the Heavenly Machine Sect would actually order a retreat at this time.

And the demon beast and the purple spirit clan obviously did not intend to let go of this opportunity to take advantage of the victory and pursue, and followed closely behind the four major sects, fortunately, because of the previous spiritual power light pillar, the demon beast and the purple spirit clan army appeared in a short period of confusion, and the movement was a beat slower, even so, there were still many warriors who were caught up and besieged.

"Uncle Shi, if we continue like this, we will be wiped out."

Witnessing this scene, Shen Zhiwen gritted his teeth and said, he didn't understand why he retreated, once they retreated, it would be equivalent to the fall of the southern realm!

"Staying is the real annihilation."

Uncle Shen Zhiwen is a middle-aged man with a tall figure, although he is already old, it can be seen that he must be a beautiful man when he is young.

"What the hell is going on?"

Shen Zhiwen couldn't help but ask again.

"There are too many high-level powerhouses of the Demon Beast and the Purple Spirit Clan, if we continue to fight, everyone will die here, if it weren't for those legends who forcibly delayed, none of us would be able to escape."

The middle-aged man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar came, and all the martial artists below the Heavenly Rank present were like lightning strikes, and their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably.

I saw the clouds disperse, and a dragon as deep as obsidian flew down from the sky, its wings spread, covering the sky and the sun, and setting off gusts of wind.

"The true body of the Void Dragon?"

Seeing this, Shen Zhiwen was shocked, and finally understood why the ancestor of the Heavenly Machine Sect would order a retreat.

It is said that it has been living in the Valley of the Necromancer for thousands of years, and it is the most powerful demon beast in the southern realm, I didn't expect that even it would participate in this war!

"Whew!"

The Taixu Dragon opened its bloody mouth and spit out a pitch-black flame, rolling towards the Terran warriors, and at the same time, a pillar of spiritual power fell from the sky, which was able to intercept the pitch-black flames, so that there were no casualties to the Terran warriors.

"It's the Void Dragon, run!"

Everyone was shocked, in the face of the legendary realm-level demon beasts, no matter how many people they were, they were just sent to death, and only the legend could fight the legend.

"Is it true that the southern border is going to end this time?"

Shen Zhiwen looked desperate, and first felt that he was so weak.

Suddenly, Shen Zhiwen saw Youdao's figure going backwards.

What the heck?

Rubbing his eyes, Shen Zhiwen was sure that he was not mistaken, and saw that on the plain below, a white-clothed, slightly emaciated figure was slowly walking towards the demon beast and the Purple Spirit Clan army, looking out of place with the retreating Terran warriors around him.

"Hey! Run, don't pass! ”

Shen Zhiwen shouted loudly, but the man continued to move forward as if he hadn't heard it.

In a trance, Shen Zhiwen felt that this figure seemed to have been seen somewhere.