In the spring of 9527 in the Yunqing calendar, it was stunned, and the northern battlefield of the Imperial City was set.

The large-scale pressure of the Rakshasa and Haoyue Empires made the local sects that had to remain neutral panic, and they were worried that they would be liquidated afterwards.

In an instant, the battlefield turned into blood, the sky and the earth were all red, a venerable demon beast ran wildly, the monstrous giant whale swallowed the lake and the sea, and there were three thousand Buddhas chanting sutras to surpass the demons, making the balance of war slowly tilt.

During this period, Lin Zixuan sometimes turned into a wizard full of evil spirits, unleashing the power of terrifying spells; sometimes incarnates as an invincible demon king, domineering and demonic power tearing apart the universe; I don't know how many demon cultivators have been killed.

At the same time, within the Rakshasa Empire, the mutual suspicion of some demon cultivators has made the originally high morale languishing, and they really can't imagine why the enemy army has a demon head who is more like a demon than them, and the methods are cruel and terrifying, and people and gods are angry.

So, in the midst of the boiling fighting, they aimed at some of their backing teammates.

They are wolves, they are independent lone wolves, not as cohesive as the Demon Cloud Empire, they have their own thoughts, they are good at disguise, and the purpose of participating in the war is to plunder resources.

Accustomed to a life of walking in the dark and licking blood on the tip of a knife, it is natural that suspicions are indispensable, otherwise how could he continue to practice in the sect environment where the weak eat the strong?

Looking at the same door, their eyes were cold, one by one waiting for the opportunity to move, the swords in their hands burst out with a chill, if they saw the slightest flaw, they would not hesitate to cut down these traitors with evil intentions.

Under the surprised gaze of the fallen soldiers, there was a scene recorded in the history of war, some insidious demon cultivators, after killing the enemy, were inexplicably penetrated by the same door and died tragically under the knife.

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In the Holy Fire Hall of the Southern Regions, the black-robed man stared at the two flame black holes in the sky that were sunken into it, and his heart was shaking, it was a pair of eyes, and from it emanated a boundless blazing flame Dao intent.

"What you say, I will take it into account." The voice was cold, and there was no joy or anger to be heard.

"Then thank the Holy Lord first." The black-robed man bowed, and a cloud of black mist rose from his feet, and then his body disappeared into the darkness.

At the moment of its departure, the sky was burned red, and a huge face appeared, and its long fiery red hair spread like a red glow, covering the entire sky.

"Punish my elder, kill my child, and shamelessly ask this seat for help, this seat is also the first time in my life to meet."

I saw a flame token appear out of thin air on the Danqi Road in front of the hall, with a bell echoing, a vast and domineering voice covered the sky, the wind of the heat wave rolled and roared, and one by one the old men in red robes bowed to it.

"When the world is in turmoil, the faint monarch is in charge, and the various forces are in danger, this seat should be carried by the sky, and the call of the Yunze Business Alliance is sounding, and the disciples and deacons and elders above the special blood spirit realm will fight with this seat, and the gains from this plunder will be returned to you as rewards."

At the same time, the red-robed old men standing below, with a momentum like a rainbow and a monstrous slaughter, bowed to the sky again.

"Exalted the Lord's Decree!"

Immediately, it was the tens of thousands of disciples, after leaning over and kowtowing and standing up, the fire-colored Taoist robes moved with the wind, word by word, and the sound was like thunder in unison.

"The Holy Lord's Decree!!"

This protracted war finally reached its climax after the participation in the Holy Fire Temple.

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Above the sky, the gods wept.

Even though the Rakshasa Empire was divided internally, the Haoyue Empire was like a sharp sword, invincible, making those sect disciples have no power to resist, and blood was splashed on the spot in an instant.

But there were a few exceptions, the sea deng bathed in the enemy's blood and moved forward, covering the sea and the sky, the waves rolled in the sky, tearing the Blood Soul Realm Demon Cultivator in front of him, and rushed towards the other opponent.

He is the Haizi of the Ten Thousand Whale Sect, and after the defeat, he has practiced hard, and now he has reached the realm of blood souls, but there are too many enemies, there are five strong people in the same realm around him, a snowy long knife slashed his shoulder, and at the same time, a spear pierced his body from behind.

His eyes were red, and he looked at Lin Zixuan who was rushing in front of him, and a sense of unwillingness and competitiveness surged wildly in his eyes.

The five people around were shocked, and in the panic, they saw a dragon whale phantom as high as the sky, with rows of sharp teeth, cold and sharp, roaring proudly, and swallowing them suddenly, the five people seemed to be sucked dry blood, and their bodies quickly dried up and turned into dry corpses.

"I have never lost to you." He looked at Lin Zixuan coldly, and resolutely walked forward, and when he tried to kill the enemy again, he was pierced by the whistling arrow feathers and fell to the ground.

Lin Zixuan naturally noticed this scene, and his heart throbbed, he was not a saint, and he did not have three heads and six arms, as far as he was concerned, he only regretted.

In this battle, he has witnessed too many life and death, and familiar faces have left him, Zhou Xuan, Lin Jianluo, Zhang Ling and others, they are in a low realm, unable to protect themselves, and died under the iron hoof; No matter how strong Yan Ruhai and Lin You were, they did not break through the shackles of the Blood Soul Realm, and were besieged by many people, and they had no choice but to fight to the death.

The war was still going on, the smoke was still filling, and he saw the northern cold ice luan wailing to the sky, and at this moment the ice crystals were shattered and the incense was gone; He saw that the six-tusked holy elephant that could crush the eons with one step out, and its towering body was eaten by countless swarming demon cultivators, and blood stained the sky.

Even the blue-eyed golden toad, which opened yin and yang with three eyes and spread a poisonous mist, was pierced through the skin gland by a sharp blade, and at the end of this life, it sprinkled toxin and dissolved several demon cultivators.

Troubled times produce heroes, and even more traitorous males.

Mo Yuanzong's rebellion was a heavy blow to the entire empire, and this catastrophic event became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

On the battlefield, Lei Lin is running rampant, after the baptism of the devil's path, he is like being reborn, one by one sunset soldiers turned into ashes under the thunder of his annihilation, and at the same time, there is a golden retriever roaring beside him who constantly swallows thunder light, making him like a tiger with wings, and no one can stop him.

Xiao Teng was on it, and the head of the beast control department summoned a companion war beast, which was an unruly Zhu Yan, his palm stretched out, and the endless red fireworks converged into a huge stick, and the long stick slashed down, instantly deriving a stick that reached the sky, and the endless stick shadow descended at the same time, stopping the unstoppable Lei Lin.

As for Lei Li, he was torn apart by a berserk demon beast, which was the head of the battle system, and the body was the Vajra Divine Cow, and the monstrous demon qi shrouded the boundless earth, making it impossible for one demon cultivator to cross from above.

And the most mysterious mourning hall is a young man wearing a black and white Taoist robe, and his powerful Dao intent falls down, turning into a yin and yang pattern, and the power of heaven descends, and the immortal light kills countless demon cultivators.

"It has to be a big brother." Gusu Yunsheng was refining pills in the rear, watching all this, and exclaimed.

I saw a huge Dan furnace rise in front of him, which was shrouded in brilliance and filled with Dan incense, and between the condensation of his hands, the light of the avenue rose straight into the sky, and the pills surrounded the void, and fell into the storage bag in the aura traction, and were picked up by the fleshy figure below.

"Little fat man, go and give these pills to the injured senior brothers."

Su Fucai nodded, Fat Dun's body was like a gust of wind passing by, and the speed was a little incredible, obviously, he had practiced a supreme secret technique.

Gu Su Yunqi looked at Su Fucai's figure and smiled, this clever little fat man, in addition to being greedy for money, is still very principled in the face of major rights and wrongs.

After thinking about it, he worked with the people of the Danling Alliance and the Medicine King Pavilion to refine the pill again.

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The Sky Battlefield, which is a ring that belongs exclusively to the powerhouses of the Blood Infant Realm, is just a chaotic battle.

There, Mo Beishan roared, his physical body was extremely powerful, no one could compare, but now his body was blurred with flesh and blood, and the terrifying Dao Yun suppressed him, and he couldn't recover.

The Ten Thousand Demon Sect had an old man with a terrifying demon soldier, it was a rusty heavenly knife, and with a shocking momentum, it split half of Mobei Mountain's body, and in an instant, the blood flowed like an infusion, and even the remaining inch of flesh and blood exploded into blood mist.

"Kitayama!" Li Tianzhao roared sadly, he really wanted to kill desperately, but there were three Blood Infant Realm powerhouses around him who joined forces to cast the Eight Doors Lock Demon Heavenly Array, constantly wearing down his breath, wanting to seal it alive.

Mobei Mountain was crazy, a hazy divine light shone on him, and suddenly his eyes became vicissitudes, and behind him, there was a vague figure shining, it was a pale-faced old man, his appearance made the surrounding void tremble.

"In this world, after all, I owe it to you." He looked at the two black-robed figures, and the monstrous killing intent converged on one point.

A finger fell, the heavens and the earth roared, the void shattered, and a huge pressure shattered, directly descending on the two clan elders, causing blood marks to appear on their bodies in an instant, and then split and burst open, and their souls were not spared.

The first generation of ancestors looked up at the sky and let out a final sigh.

"I'm already dead, even the grass on the grave is several feet high, Xuan'er showed me out, let me see this great river and mountain, but I don't want this mountain and river to be broken, I have a guilty conscience!"

The body of a generation of ancestors shattered, and dispersed with the slave seal, and the light of the soul was completely and forever.

Mo Beishan roared bitterly, and at the same time, his body recovered quickly, it was the bloom of the breath of life, and the old man left the last strength to him.

At this moment, he no longer had any reservations, and the murderous aura that had been suppressed so far in his heart all burst out!

The breath of the whole body was earth-shattering, and he went straight to the three people around Li Tianzhao like a mad dog......

Lin Zixuan, who was red-eyed in the distance, looked at the sky, and the shattering of the slave seal rooted in the sea of knowledge made him a little stunned, as if he had lost something forever.

"Adversary, I've finally found you." It was the three Demon Cultivator Commanders, and at this moment, the excitement was overflowing, and they rushed towards Lin Zixuan.

After a while, they seemed to feel that something was wrong, their eyes shrank, their complexions changed, and it was too late to retreat, Lin Zixuan's figure approached in an instant, and his right hand raised and slapped it to the ground.

The heavens and the earth roared, the eight directions shook, and the demon god's handprint directly exploded the earth.

A huge pit formed within, setting off a violent aura, causing the two demon cultivator leaders to spurt out blood one after another.

One of them even blocked the front, withstanding Lin Zixuan's anger, and under his palm, his body directly collapsed, and his body was destroyed.

A huge gluttonous shadow transformed behind Lin Zixuan, with hideousness and revenge, swallowing the remaining two demon cultivators in one gulp.

The other people's hearts were roaring at this moment, and their expressions changed dramatically, and after half a ring, they heard a voice like a nightmare.

"Senior brother, it's time to take the pill."

Su Fucai's arrival was like a thunderclap, causing the bodies of the people around him to tremble suddenly, and the whole body began to tremble.

They had witnessed Su Fucai throw the blood-red pills in front of their fellow disciples, the pills disintegrated, the poisonous powder shrouded the surroundings, and a large number of black worms seemed to appear out of thin air, quickly burrowing into the latter's skin.

At that time, they remembered, there was a terrible scream, and then it was silent for a moment, and finally turned into infinite terror and wailing, echoing in all directions, and soon weakened, and the latter's body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it shrunk into a single skin.

That terrifying situation made them unforgettable, and even to a certain extent, their fear of Su Fucai surpassed that of Lin Zixuan.

So, in their panic, one after another blood red pills quickly flew in front of them.

"Senior brother, it's time to take the pill, Tong Su is not bullied, buy one and get one free."