The great war was about to break out, and it was terrifying.

On the low mountain, the monk's magic weapons and weapons flew horizontally, densely packed, and the brilliance of divine power was connected one after another, like camouflage lights shining, flashing with bright light, continuously, bombarding the rushing demon beasts.

In the jungle for thousands of miles, countless demon beasts, strange beasts, and fierce birds have appeared, and they have opened the ancient trees of the forest, or poked out from the clouds, all of which are rushing towards the low mountain. Rampage, stepping on the ground and breaking through the hard boulders.

The human monks and the demon army collided fiercely.

During the fight against each other, the world shook and the earth shook, the earth shook violently, and the ancient trees collapsed and broke one after another. The low hill was even more dusty, and the sonorous sound was incessant, spreading in all directions, and the rocks were shattered into powder.

It's horrible, it's terrifying to watch.

On the firmament, in the shade of clouds and mist, there are two divine lights that are dazzling, constantly colliding back and forth, it is the old man of the Immortal Holy Land, and the red-bellied child of the demon clan.

Those were two peerless powerhouses, both of whom had earth-shattering powers that surpassed ordinary monks, and both of them had entered the realm.

Between the collision of the two, there is a glow of light, a vision, a sun or stars in the evolution, mountains and rivers are in it. There was also a phoenix bird, piercing the heavens, emitting a golden light, and spitting out golden flames, covering the sky and the earth, and burning towards the sun or stars in the vision.

"Three thousand years of asking the immortals, the notes of the Great Dao are dead!"

The old man of the Immortal Holy Land uttered a lingering voice, and a huge black brush flew out of his entrance, stirring the ink and making the sky tremble.

"One stroke of heaven and earth, two strokes of ten thousand laws!"

The old man shouted, and the black brush emitted a fairy light, and began to draw strange patterns in the void, so that the golden flame of the phoenix bird no longer approached.

"There's a wisp of imperial power..... This is an imitation of the Imperial Soldier! ”

Seeing this scene, a monk exclaimed in the jungle.

As everyone knows, there is a brush in the Holy Land of Immortals, which is an extreme weapon!

Legend has it since ancient times that it was an "immortal" who was thrown into the mortal world, preached the law in the city of immortals, and wrote the strongest cultivation method in the Eastern Wilderness with a brush, "The Origin Sutra" and "Eternal Sea" and other nine volumes.

Now, when you see the imitations, you can exude the emperor's power, and you can imagine how terrifying the real extreme weapon is. If it is used, no one in the field will be invincible, and the 100,000-mile misty forest will be turned into ruins, a true forbidden place for life.

At this time, the thousands of miles of the low mountain were caught in the flames of war, the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and there were monks everywhere who drove the divine rainbow to kill, and the magic weapon continued to glow, resounding in all directions. Everywhere, too, demon beasts and beasts roared, rushing towards the low mountains and fighting the human monks.

Shocking the world, this is destined to be a big war recorded in the history of the Eastern Wilderness!

At this moment, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling retreated thousands of miles away, and the two of them could not calm down in their hearts and watched from afar.

The fog in the central area was dispersed, and the sight was clear, and the battle on the low mountain made the two of them blood boiling, dizzy, and especially fascinated.

"I'm afraid this battle will blow that low mountain to the ground, but don't hurt this king's enlightenment spirit fruit tree......" The big black dog squeezed his teeth on the side, staring at the direction of the low mountain and drooling.

Hearing this, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling glanced at each other, and the two fell silent. If you are not interested in the spirit fruit on the immortal tree, or the treasure of the Sword Emperor, it is impossible. It's just that the two of them have insufficient mental strength and can't deeply participate in the robbery.

Those demon beasts are so terrifying that if they rush in, I'm afraid they will be crushed into pulp in an instant.

"Is that old man a Saint Lord-level powerhouse......

Yuan Fan muttered to himself and looked at the sky above the low mountain.

There, the old man of the Immortal Holy Land was fluttering in clothes, waving the brush against the demon children, like an invincible god of war, with a radiant divine light, which made people feel awe.

"That old man is the Dao Master Realm. Walking shit luck has realized his own way, knows his own way, and has reached Dacheng, he is a bad old man at the half-saint level, this king ~ I didn't like him earlier! ”

The big black dog bared his fangs on the side and told him, cold teeth, obviously holding a grudge against the old man's original pursuit, and wanted to bite off his thigh.

"Is it just a Dao Master-level powerhouse...... It's tough! Yuan Fan nodded slightly, muttering to himself, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

The human body contains secret realms, and the cultivation of each secret realm is extremely difficult, and it is inseparable from the cultivation exercises.

Yuan Fan has the "Origin Sutra" to practice the Origin Secret Realm, but he has no other cultivation methods, and he has seen so many strong people. I am particularly fascinated by other spiritual exercises in my heart and want to obtain them.

No one knows whether that "immortal" is really a true immortal who has entered the mortal world. But the nine volumes of supreme exercises he left behind are in the world, which is an indisputable fact, and many people covet them, and they are also included in the major holy places.

Yuan Fan knew that it was not easy to get it.

At the beginning, Mr. Qingfeng told him that after practicing the "Origin Sutra", he could not stop, and he needed to find other eight volumes to practice together.

It's a bottomless pit, a road with no direction.

Whether you become an immortal or not, it is not very attractive to Yuan Fan, and the immortal road is far away, I am afraid that only the ancient emperor can be qualified.

Yuan Fan only cares about Chen Ling, as he said at the beginning, "If you become an immortal, you can't spend a day with you!" ”。 I have exhausted the love in my heart, and I just want to live an ordinary life with her, without illness or disaster.

It's just that if you step into the path of cultivation, will you really be ordinary? No, this is a single-plank bridge full of strife, some people will fall into the abyss, some people will step into the air to surpass, and it will never calm down, let alone be ordinary.

"Huh~!"

At this moment, a sword roar that shook the heavens and the earth shattered his thoughts.

At this moment, a gap has been made in the distance of the low mountain, and the rocks are splashed, and the rich white mist is like the waves of a river, surging out from the gap and spreading to all directions.

In the gap, Mr. Qingfeng's body was shrouded in divine power, his white clothes fluttered, and the white wooden sword beside him trembled violently. Opposite him was a great demon, already in human form, whose terrifying demonic aura and spiritual power shook the surrounding mist to collapse.

The sound of the sword just now was the full force of Mr. Qingfeng and this big demon, which actually caused a hole in the low mountain.

The terrifying power collided, terrifying, and the human monks were retreating, leaving room for them, and there were also demon beasts continuing to attack.

The snow-white mist drifted outwards along the gaps in the low mountains, drowning the dilapidated forests. The crystal clear fairy tree, the branches are green, and the red fruits are shaking. When the mist cleared, it was completely revealed, and a strange fragrance permeated the two thousand miles, and when you smell it, you feel fascinated and unable to extricate yourself.

This scene came suddenly, and everyone or the demon beast stopped fighting. However, it was only a moment of silence, and then there was more crazy impact and fighting.

"The immortal tree spirit fruit is in the world, the treasure of the Sword Emperor....... Fast! It's all for the old man to block those demon beasts! ”

"There are fierce birds flying over there in the clouds and mist, and they all form a magic circle for me and knock down those damned birds......"

At this moment, the fight on the low mountain completely entered a white heat, a huge demon beast died, and blood flowed into a stream. The magic weapon of the human race monk was shattered, and he fell from a high altitude, and his body was slapped into a blood mist by the demon demon.

"Kill ...... me"

"Kill ......"

The shouts of killing resounded throughout the heavens and the earth, and the human monks or demon beasts continued to die, which was extremely tragic, all of them were impacting and confronting, wanting to obtain the fairy tree spirit fruit in the low mountain.

"Boom!"

The purple spiritual power was monstrous, and the demonic energy broke through the sky, and a big demon covered with silver scale armor carried a trident and bombarded down, suddenly hitting a gap on the other side of the low mountain, and several strange beasts rampaged and rushed in.

"How dare you!!"

The face of the cave master of the Xuanjin Cave changed slightly, and he stepped on a piece of gold leaf and flew over. He waved his big hand, and a sesame golden bean flew out of his sleeve, and when he pinched it, divine power overflowed from his body and attached to the golden bean. With a bang, the sesame golden bean turned into a hundred-zhang gold mountain and fell down, blocking the gap and trying to intercept the strange beast that was running wildly inside.

"Humph!"

The big demon covered in silver scale armor snorted coldly, and the trident in his hand emitted a three-color divine light, turning into an optimus giant pillar and falling at the gap. With a bang, the Baizhang Golden Mountain was shaken violently, the gold dust fell, and those strange beasts took advantage of this gap to continue to run wildly.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm here to help you!"

In the distance, the old man in Pengyuan Cave Heaven saw this scene, and immediately drove the Divine Rainbow to help Xuanjin Cave Heaven. However, as soon as he moved, the demon woman followed closely behind to intercept his path.

Divine power and aura collided again, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them fought to the sky.

The cave master of Xuanjin Cave Heaven did not hesitate, and at the same time, with a wave of his sleeve, a piece of golden light flew out of his body, turning into a huge net and rushing towards the big demon on the opposite side of the gap below.

And at this time, in other parts of the low mountain, there were also several big demons who shot one after another, or cut out their own purple feathers, or waved their giant claws, roaring continuously, and opened several huge gaps, and those strange beasts continued to rampage, wanting to rush in to seize the fairy tree spirit fruit.

This time, there were dozens of caves or sects in the central area, all of which were struggling to resist and obstruct.

Someone roared hoarsely, and the whole body of blood rushed into the group of alien beasts, trying to resist the impact of alien beasts. However, his actions were futile and stupid, and in an instant he was trampled into a pulp of flesh and extremely bloody.

The collision continued everywhere, and many cave masters or sect masters stood in the gap and sacrificed magic weapons to resist, or sent out divine power to confront those big demons, and the scene was very chaotic.

In this battle, many human monks died, and countless demon beasts, fierce beasts, and alien beasts were killed, and the blood representing death flowed into small streams and rivers, seeping into the soil of the misty forest.

In the jungle thousands of miles away, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling took in all this, and both of them felt frightened. Such a great war is unimaginable for modern people, it is too tragic and merciless.

The Black King's brows furrowed slightly, and he also quieted down, no longer speaking.

After looking at it for a while, Yuan Fan took a deep breath and said softly: "Ling'er, let's go, this is not the place we should come." ”

Whether it is a human monk or a demon beast group, for the sake of a fairy tree spirit fruit, the races shed blood and fought and sacrificed their lives, is it really worth it? Is it really that nice to be a monk?

At this moment, Yuan Fan's thoughts were chaotic, and he asked himself repeatedly in his heart.

At this moment, he also wished that he was an ordinary person, and with Chen Ling, he would rise and rest every day.

Blandness may be the true meaning of life.

It's a pity that nothing can be done back again.

Without saying a word, he picked up two stones containing the Spirit Stone and walked towards the distance. Chen Ling looked at his back and didn't say much, and followed with the little white tiger in his arms.

"Immortal ..... Is it really possible to live forever? The big black dog pondered for a moment, sighed, and stepped along.

"I don't know where the two of you are going, is there something that shouldn't be taken away!"

Not long after leaving, two men in Tsing Yi came from a distance to control the Divine Rainbow, and their voices were mixed with a coldness.