Someone once said -

In the face of extreme danger, life occasionally transcends the limits of time and sees all the past hidden in its memory.

This statement is true.

When that drop of blood fell, Liu Ping clearly saw his life, until the final moment-

It was one hundred and eighty-one years of Chengping.

Ten thousand plains.

The spell is shaking, the sword is roaring, and the blood is chaotic.

The shouts of killing continued.

The decisive battle between the Terrans and the demons is gradually heating up.

A certain moment.

The demons erupted in unison with a howl that shook the heavens and the earth, resounding throughout the battlefield.

The monks of all the terrans felt something in their hearts, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look—

saw several surging demon armies break into the camp of the main general of the human race.

Straight to the Yellow Dragon!

This scene happened so suddenly that even the flag of the main general's camp was already shaking.

"Come to the Savior's Camp—"

Someone shouted.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

The sound of war drums was like a torrential rain, resounding from the main camp of the human race, spreading throughout the battlefield, sending out a plea for help to all cultivators.

The cultivators around the camp resisted desperately, but the situation was precarious.

The hearts of all the cultivators were raised to their throats.

It's time to win or lose the whole battle!

The fate of the Terrans hangs by a thread!!

At the same time.

Outside the battlefield, deep in the sky, above layers of white clouds.

A man with his eyes closed stands in the clouds, with a small white flower floating in front of him.

The man stretched out a hand and gently tugged at the petals.

"If you don't save him, he'll die. ”

"Save him, I'll die. ”

"If you don't save him, he'll die. ”

"Save him, and I'll die. ”

With each utterance, the man tore off a petal and let it drift away in the wind.

Finally.

The last petal was ripped off by him.

"If you don't save him, let him die—it seems that this is the will of God. ”

The man held the petal in his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.

With a wave of his hand, he opened a passage to get into.

Suddenly.

The thunderous sound of war drums sounded over the earth, and countless exclamations and screams rang out:

"The Lord will be in danger!"

"They've attacked the general's camp!"

"It's over, we're done. ”

"The defense line has collapsed!"

"Come on, someone, who will save us!"

"O Savior!"

The man paused, leaning down to look under the clouds.

The main general's camp was littered with corpses, and there were fewer and fewer monks still resisting.

The Terrans were defeated.

The man watched quietly, with an unbearable look on his face, and muttered:

"Master......"

By this time, the drums were gone.

The man took out a white jade mask as thin as a cicada's wings and put it on his face.

I saw that his body shook up, and his whole person turned into a flash of lightning, passing through the overlapping clouds, and swooping down under the sky.

In mid-air, layers of demons immediately sensed it.

They rushed towards the light—

But I heard the angry shouts of the male cultivator in the light:

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Suddenly, a cloud of black mist appeared on his side.

The sky was filled with black fog.

A masked monk dressed in black emerged from the fog and met the demons.

At this moment, the spiritual light was like a swimming dragon, quickly penetrating the net of heaven and earth, suddenly attacking from the far sky, and landing in the Terran camp that had just fallen.

Rumble!!!

Countless demons were shocked and flew out.

The streamer is gone.

The masked male cultivator stood in the center of the position, and did not make a move, only whistled a long whistle.

It seems to be some kind of signal-

The void opens.

Sixteen black-clad masked monks leapt out from behind him and slashed into pieces a demon who had just taken the Terran flag.

Sixteen men kept the man in the middle.

The man took a few steps forward and helped an elderly man in the camp with a serious injury.

At this moment, the cultivators in the entire camp suffered heavy casualties, and there was no longer any strength to resist, while the boundless demons were surging like a tide.

"Old man, how does it feel to almost die?"

The man gestured as he spoke.

The void behind him moved again.

Hundreds of blackfriars appeared one after another and landed on the ground behind him.

These monks seemed to have been prepared, and as soon as they appeared, they desperately met the demon army.

Only then did the man support the old man, turned around, and broke through to the other side of the camp.

Sixteen masked monks surrounded him.

But it's a battlefield!

In all directions, more and more demons are pouring up-

This is a decisive battle, and the demon army has been gathering momentum for a long time, and will never give up easily!

The man frowned and called softly:

"Come on!"

I saw clusters of masked people emerge from the void, quickly lined up in arrays all around, and cast spells one after another.

One breath.

All spells are ready, just wait for an order.

"Kill. ”

The man spat out.

All the spells are released in unison –

Heaven and earth were in turmoil, and the roaring thousands of magic spells rushed towards all directions, opening a gap from the siege of thousands of demons.

"Let's go. ”

The man lifted the badly wounded old man on his back and flew away like a meteor.

Sixteen masked monks tightly guarded the man.

Along the way, countless demons were killed, but they were blocked by many black-clothed masked people, trying their best to open a way out.

From a distance, the entire escape team was like a black fish rolling up and down in the stormy waves, after seven rushes and eight bursts, several times almost crushed on the spot-

Finally, everyone fought desperately to find a way.

The man led the old man into another Terran defensive barrier that was waiting for him.

The teleportation circle is already in place.

The man took the old man and stood up, and suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Throughout the battlefield, all the monks couldn't help but applaud.

- Someone saved the main general and defused the sneak attack of the demons!

For a while, the morale of the Terrans was greatly boosted, and they launched a large-scale counterattack.

Thousands of miles away.

An abandoned city.

Corpses littered the field.

Quiescence.

The old man and the male nun fell down together.

The gray-robed old man barely stood up and looked at the male cultivator in front of him.

The nun had taken off the mask on his face.

I saw that he closed his eyes, his arms were caged in his sleeves, his mouth was open and he yawned, and his face was bored.

Despite the shattered armor and shocking scratches everywhere, looking at him like this, it was as if he had just woken up.

"Criminal, why do you bother. The old man frowned.

The male cultivator sighed: "Hexagram Saint, I bothered to save you, so you can't miss my good more?"

"I remember that you had many friends among the demons, and you swore that you would never fight on the battlefield. The old man, known as the Hexagram Sage, sneered.

The male cultivator picked out a monster head about knee-high from the pile of corpses, placed it upright on the ground, then sat on it, and answered:

"In such a beautiful world, you have to fight and kill, of course I don't participate. ”

"But you're here today. The old man said.

"I didn't make a move. "Monk.

When the old man thought about it, it seemed that this was the case, and he couldn't help but ask: "The backbone of each sect has been transferred to the front line, where did you get so many good hands?"

"I found the Hidden Killing Tower, and asked for sixteen dead soldiers, so that they could be close to each other all the way. "The male cultivator said nonchalantly.

The old man questioned: "The hidden killing building is an assassin who can't see the light, and he is not good at fighting in battle......

"That's why I transferred three hundred martial arts cultivators from the Evil Cultivation Valley to defend against the demon's charge. "Monk.

"Demons come from all directions, and there are some extremely evil spells among them, and I am afraid that martial arts monks alone will not be able to resist them. The old man said.

"So I went to the Extreme North Holy Sect again and found hundreds of Holy Demon masters who were proficient in magic. "Monk.

The old man asked, "When you retreated, several leaders of the demons were hiding on the road, and you alone relied on your hands-"

The male cultivator cocked Erlang's legs and said proudly: "Of course, I also think it's almost funny, so I sent a large number of masters in advance to go to the demon royal court to save the former demon king who was deposed and claustrophobic, and agreed that it would protect this scene for me, and I would help it create an opportunity to take revenge - it is estimated that when we left just now, it had already fought with the demon leaders who overthrew it." ”

The old man was silent for a few breaths, then sighed and said, "Disciple, after all, you still subdued those evil demons and became the master of the demon path. ”

"No, I don't intend to do anything but save you. "Monk.

"Then why are so many people working for you?" asked the old man.

"Because I have money. "Monk.

The old man was stunned.

"I've always been reputable and pay my bills well – this time about three times as much as their usual business. The male cultivator gestured and said.

The old man opened his mouth and was speechless for a while.

The male cultivator said lazily: "I have already calculated the hexagram, old man, today is your death calamity, but fortunately there is me—after this calamity, you will invite me to drink." ”

"How much did it cost me to die?"

"Ten years of life. ”

"It's not worth it at all," the gray-robed old man shook his head and said, "Stinky boy, today is my death date, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to invite you to drink again." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

The male cultivator stretched out his arm and took out a pill from the storage bag.

As soon as the elixir came out, it suddenly emitted a colorful light, illuminating the surrounding void, and it was a steaming mist, which was very beautiful.

The gray-robed old man looked at the divine pill that exuded a faint brilliance, and said with a solemn expression:

"Heaven and earth...... There is only one pill in this elixir, and it is definitely not something you can buy with money. ”

"That's right, I took it from the Seven Great Sect Forbidden Lands with my own hands. "Monk.

"If you steal the Divine Pill, you will definitely break the prohibition of the seven major sects - after the old man falls, those sects will definitely not let you go. The old man said.

The male cultivator closed his eyes and said disdainfully: "They can't catch me, besides, I have already calculated the heavenly opportunity, with this pill, your death can be safely passed." ”

As he spoke, he threw the pill out.

The pill fluttered and fell silently in front of the gray-robed old man.

At this time, the old man's face became worse and worse, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The male cultivator hurriedly said: "Old man, don't pretend to be a master, eat the elixir quickly, otherwise you will really die in a while." ”

The old man looked at the Divine Pill in his hand, and a difficult smile appeared on his face.

"The old man can't do it. He said.

The male cultivator finally showed an anxious look and shouted: "I have calculated the heavenly opportunity, and with this pill, it is enough to help you survive the death calamity." ”

The gray-robed old man shook his head and said, "Time is also fate, even if the old man survives this catastrophe, he can't change everything." ”

The male cultivator looked at the old man puzzled.

The gray-robed old man sighed with emotion:

"There are many cultivators in the world like a carp crossing the river, but there are few people who know the six arts. ”

"...... for hundreds of years"

"I only have a true disciple like you. ”

"You must remember—"

"We will have too many things, not only the demons want to kill us quickly, but even the various sects in the human race are half in awe and half suspicious of us. ”

The male cultivator stood up and shouted, "Don't talk about these useless things, eat the Divine Pill quickly!"

The old man smiled lightly, the wrinkles between his eyebrows gradually smoothed, but his eyes became sharp.

It was as if he had made some kind of decision.

“...... Listen carefully to me, boy. ”

"Your talent is unique, but you are envied by heaven and earth, and you are born blind, one-armed, and deficient in your meridians, which cannot be cured by the Dao. ”

"Your fate has long been predetermined, and for so many years, even the old man has not been able to change your life for you-"

As he spoke, the gray-robed old man suddenly used all his strength and reached out to hit the male cultivator's chest fiercely.

The male cultivator did not take precautions, and was immediately beaten to the heart.

When he was dying, he opened his gray eyes and looked at the old man in disbelief.

"I ...... Target...... Death Robbery...... It turned out ......"

He said reluctantly.

The old man stuffed the Divine Pill into the male cultivator's mouth, took a few steps back, and closed his hands together.

Mysterious fluctuations that exuded amazing power emanated from the old man's body, condensed into spiritual patterns out of thin air, and submerged into the male cultivator's body one after another.

"In vain. ”

"Use the Divine Pill to help you change your life, this is the only thing that a teacher can do. ”

The male cultivator barely took his last breath and said, "Why ......?"

"Because this war is only the beginning, and the end is already predestined. ”

The gray-robed old man sighed: "There is a great terror hidden in the void, it has stared at our world, I have been thinking about it for a long time, but there is no way to deal with it - I can't even see the truth clearly and will die." ”

"Apprentice, I want you to ...... Stay alive ......"

"This is my last wish. ”