The Great Elder, whose eyes were full of tiredness and injuries, slowly straightened up and muttered, "Seventh-level demon beasts, giant confessional apes, human-faced ghost horses...... Eight...... A level demon beast, a ground-backed rhinosaur. With each word, there was an extra layer of despair on the old face.

Even Mo Nanshan in the period of total victory could not resist an eighth-level demon beast.

Today, could it be that the heavens are going to kill them?

As the sun was about to rise, the sky was still dark.

The three evil songs were moving towards the direction of the Tianmen Fortress, and the three of Mu Jiuge sat cross-legged behind it, closing their eyes and resting.

The sky and the earth were pitch black, and the three people flying high in the clouds and mist did not notice that the dense forest below seemed to have been washed by a flood, and it was a mess.

At this time, the sky in the distance exploded with an empty signal, even if it was dozens of miles away, it was particularly eye-catching in the night, faintly reflecting one side.

"Emergency SOS?" Makino stood up from behind the dragon, "It's a bad thing, it's not good!" ”

Mu Jiuge opened his eyes and saw it too, "What's wrong?" ”

Mu Fei's eyes turned crimson in an instant, "This is the most urgent distress signal of Tianmen Fortress, it will not be used when it is fatal, something must have happened, the last time a red signal was issued, it was more than twenty years ago!" Brother Mu, look! ”

He pointed to the shattered forest below.

When Makino saw this situation, he suddenly felt bad, "It's a beast tide, the beast tide has broken out, how can the beast tide break out at this time?" In the past, the demon beasts in the dark forest were the quietest. ”

Mu Jiuge didn't say anything, and drank in a deep voice, "Quick, hurry back at full speed!" ”

The bodies of the three evil snakes swung through the clouds like lightning, and their speed doubled in an instant, and they disappeared under the night sky in a blink of an eye.

"Young master, look!"

"It's the direction of the Heavenly Gate Fortress!"

A hundred miles away, three mighty white wolves braked suddenly.

Behind the white wolf king at the front, the black-clothed young man with arrows looked up at the explosive signal, his quiet black pupils shrank suddenly, and then drove the wolf king under him to rush into the dense forest in front of him, and quickly rushed back in the direction of the Tianmen Fortress.

The Heavenly Gate Fortress was filled with blood and smoke, and was turned into a sieve by countless demon beasts, like a giant full of holes, crumbling in the wind and rain, and it would immediately collapse with just one more push.

"Boom-"

There was a loud bang.

Mo Nanshan was knocked away by the giant skeletal staff in the hands of the human-faced ghost horse, and fell to the wall of the Heavenly Gate Fortress, opening a huge crack, his mouth spitting blood, and his sideburns seemed to be gray and gray in an instant.

"Mo Lao!"

A few cries of broken frustration.

Mo Nanshan is the leading soul figure of the resistance of the major tribes, and as soon as he falls, the Tianmen Fortress will truly fall.

However, even if he had already stepped into the Sacred Domain powerhouse with one foot, he would not be able to withstand the repeated attacks of the two seventh-level demon beasts, not to mention that there was a fatal eighth-level beast king, which was fatal to the Sacred Domain powerhouse.

"Ahem—"

Mo Nanshan spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell from the city wall.

After holding on for so long, at this moment, everyone has really tried their best, and they only have their last breath left, and they can't hold on any longer.

The Tianmen Fortress, which has stood in the wind and rain for hundreds of years, is it over like this, and they are also like this, are they finished?

Mu Qi's biggest regret is that he didn't be able to see his son again when he was dying.

But at the same time, it is also the thing he is most fortunate about.

Thankfully, Ye'er and they weren't there......

Fortunately, the best children of their three mountains and ten divisions, the children who inherited hope, are still ......