Volume 11, Chapter 17 [The Four Great Dharma Protectors Zuo Wenqing]

"No return!" A helmsman-level figure from the Shadow Society rushed over, along with dozens of Jiedan monks and thousands of foundation building monks, all of whom were the core monks of the Shadow Society, and began to suppress these fearful monks.

After this bullet pressure, the situation was indeed stabilized, and the army of Heavenly Dao Alliance monks also fell into a bitter battle again, and the casualties further increased.

Boom......

Finally, there was a huge shock in the barrier, and then thousands of Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance cultivators came out and began to support the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

But on the other side, the army of 100,000 Shadow Society monks was waiting for them, and the two sides directly slaughtered together, once again in a stalemate.

However, this time, perhaps it was the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance who was encouraged by the Righteous Path Alliance, and the shadow of their continuous defeat at the hands of the Shadow Society had faded a lot, and the morale that erupted also caused those who had the upper hand in the Shadow Society's original psychological advantage to suffer an unimaginable impact.

Lu Nanzhai personally led thousands of people into the enemy formation, these people were the elite he brought out from the Jiuyang Temple, there were several rainbow lights suspended around him, and every time his finger pointed out, this rainbow light would cause amazing damage, directly penetrating the enemy in a straight line, and boosting the morale of the people around.

At this time, nearly 30,000 people in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance rushed into the pocket formation, and the Shadow Society's army of monks seemed to have completed the encirclement, but they soon realized that something was wrong, because this time the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance was like a tiger rushing into the pocket, frantically impacting the pocket, which shocked the people of the Shadow Society and a trace of fear.

When was the morale of the Ten Thousand Immortals League able to reach such a point, and when did the group of cowards of the Ten Thousand Immortals League actually dare to suppress an enemy several times their size?

Suddenly, these people thought of the Heavenly Dao Alliance next to them, and thought that the attack of that group of madmen had caused the Shadow Society to suffer heavy losses, but it also greatly encouraged the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.

Lu Nanzhai became more and more excited at this time, and he was so happy that he let out a long howl from time to time, and this emotion infected the teammates around him, so they were like the tip of a knife, stabbing into the hinterland of the Shadow Society.

In the long half hour just now, Lu Nanzhai was extremely depressed, watching his newly joined alliance comrades continue to die and fall, but he hid in the great array of protectors and did not move.

However, Wang Rui deliberately arranged for him to be in the Ten Thousand Immortals League, just to use his influence and appeal to drive the morale of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, but Zhong Liyun did not know what the purpose was, so he did not move, resulting in huge losses to the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

Finally, on behalf of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, Lu Nanzhai officially warned Zhong Liyun and other representatives of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance that if the Ten Thousand Immortals League still had to preserve its strength, then the Heavenly Dao Alliance would regard them as enemies in the future and treat the Ten Thousand Immortals League and the Shadow Society side by side.

Finally, this statement moved Zhong Liyun, and sent Li Changqing of the Red Maple Valley to lead 8,000 monks, the original empty relatives of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect led 5,000 monks, Qiu Ling of the Heavenly Sect led 10,000 monks, and the 6,000 monks of other ally sects, and finally added Lu Nanzhai's thousands of people, a total of 30,000 people launched an attack on the Shadow Society.

The 200,000 people of the Shadow Society had all been thrown into the battlefield at this time, and the Yuanying Monk, who was the helmsman, had already rushed to the battlefield, leaving only the old man, one of the four protectors of the Shadow Society, and a few elite protectors, about a dozen people, who remained behind the battlefield.

"I really didn't expect that the morale of this Heavenly Dao Alliance would be so strong, even the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, which has been suppressed by us and can't raise its head, has also been inspired by it, it seems that the key to this battle is the Heavenly Dao Alliance, the core is Wang Rui, as long as you kill him, you can completely disintegrate this morale." The old man is one of the four protectors of the Shadow Society, and he is the top powerhouse who used to use one qi to transform the three clears, I didn't expect that this rumor was really true, and he came in person, one of the four protectors, but he didn't think it was strange when he thought that after all, he wanted to destroy the Great War of the Ten Thousand Immortals League in one go.

At this time, two melee zones were formed on the battlefield, and in general, the Shadow Society had the upper hand, after all, the number was more superior, but if the morale of the two sides was compared, the Shadow would fall behind, and a hint of defeat had begun to emerge, and now the key was to see the results of the duel between the high-ranking monks of the two sides.

The killings between the monks were inextricably linked, and the two sides were evenly matched.

In terms of the Yuanying Monks, the Shadow Society fell behind, especially when Ling Huxiao showed his true strength, he killed several Yuanying Monks one after another, which made the morale of the Shadow Society suffer again, and the rout of the army also had a more obvious performance.

"They can't hold it, kill!"

"Kill the past, and the Heavenly Dao Alliance will win!"

"Victory!"

There are still tens of thousands of people left in the Heavenly Dao Alliance at this time, although they have lost nearly half of the monks, but their morale is getting higher and higher, especially the results achieved by Elder Fox Xiao in killing the enemy's high-level monks one after another are encouraging, and it also makes the morale of the Heavenly Dao Alliance rise again, on the contrary, the Shadow Society's army is more and more frightened the more they fight, and some people have begun to transfer away sporadically and desperately, but they were quickly killed by the Shadow Society's Supervisor team, but this practice can only be stable for a while, and after a long time, it will definitely trigger the defection of their own camp.

"You go to help the front of the formation, stabilize the situation, and I will meet this Ling Huxiao." After speaking, the old man, who was one of the four protectors, untied the cloak on his body, revealing a strong robe, and stepped out in one step, without splitting the space, and directly integrated into the space tunnel to the other end of the battlefield.

As soon as Ling Hu Xiao solved the three of them and asked about Wang Rui's situation, a crisis suddenly appeared in his heart, which was extremely strong, indicating the strength of the enemy.

"Boy, you go, I'll take care of it here." Ling Huxiao patted Wang Rui's shoulder.

Wang Rui immediately sensed that an astonishing qi condensed, if he didn't leave, it would be dangerous, although there was a void return technique as a hole card, but in front of a monk of this level, it might be difficult to use the void return technique completely.

"Big brother, I believe in you, you must come back alive." Wang Rui solemnly clenched his fists and said, and then without further delay, a pair of wings appeared behind him, it was Qingliu Wing, and there was wind and thunder under his feet, and the whole person shot away without looking back.

Ling Huxiao nodded appreciatively, at the critical moment, he liked Wang Rui's decisiveness, unlike some nagging guys who didn't stop talking, wasting time and not talking, and even burdening others.

After Wang Rui left, the corners of Ling Huxiao's mouth flashed a trace of arc at this time, back then in the Xutian Sect, he was forced to flee by this person, and he only had time to leave a few words, so from that time on, he was eager for a shame.

"What about the gods and distracted monks, Lao Tzu is going to kill you today." Ling Huxiao raised his head, and his eyebrows were full of madness.

A spiritual pressure fell from the sky, and instantly fell on the surrounding area of a mile, and some of the monks who accidentally stayed during this period were directly crushed and squeezed by this spiritual pressure, and died wailing.

Ling Hu Xiao used his spiritual power to resist with all his strength, and at the same time swallowed the next superb elixir, and suddenly his own cultivation began to climb, and it seemed that he had surpassed the Yuanying realm.

He has been cultivating for hundreds of millions of years, but for nearly hundreds of millions of years, he has been controlled by the demon tree in the form of an enslaved primordial god, and his cultivation has continued to fall, until he met Wang Rui and left the land of Yanfell with him, and gradually regained his strength.

However, at this time, he had to temporarily break through his cultivation ceiling, otherwise he himself would not be sure to survive at the hands of this person, and at the same time, he wanted to take revenge!

"Old immortal, remember me?" Ling Hu Xiao was wrapped in flames of several colors, constantly appearing alternately, sometimes scorching hot, sometimes cold as frost, sometimes containing terrifying devouring power, sometimes full of poisonous power, all kinds of strange power fires were constantly being unleashed by him at this moment.

As one of the four protectors of the Shadow Society, Zuo Wenqing slowly descended from the sky, like an immortal, indescribably sacred and strong.

"It turned out to be you, who chased you to the Endless Sea, watched you jump into the sea, and thought you were buried at the bottom of the sea, but I didn't expect you to die." Zuo Wenqing saw the various fire-based powers on his body and the arrogant tone in which he spoke, and suddenly remembered that memory from nearly sixty years ago.

Ling Huxiao smiled and said, "Very good, you forced Lao Tzu very badly back then, if you hadn't taken a pill, you would have died a long time ago, but today it's time to repay your debts."

"The teeth are sharp, but the strength has not changed much, and this time I will complete the regret of the last time." After speaking, Zuo Wenqing's hand was slapped so simply, and suddenly the palm shadow in the sky shrouded Ling Huxiao.

However, several fire-based powers on his body also began to explode at this moment, causing the palm shadows in the sky to be constantly offset by these fire-based powers.

"Huh? There is some strength." Zuo Wenqing was stunned for a moment, and then began to get serious.

This time, he directly exerted the power of space, reached out and grabbed a mountain peak in the distance, directly grabbed the entire mountain peak into the air, and then threw it out in a condescending attitude.

Ling Hu Xiao stared at it calmly, raised his hand and condensed several flames on his body in the palm of his hand, and then each flame turned into a leaf, and finally he made it into a flame flower, and then threw it out, and suddenly the surrounding space emitted bursts of ripples, and a terrifying power was brewing, constantly accumulating, facing the huge mountain.

The earth shook like a mountain, causing the entire battlefield to tremble, and the monks of both camps saw the amazing scene, a cloud of flowers of four or five colors unleashed an astonishing storm of flames, forcibly stretching the tall mountain peaks apart, and then bursting.

Zuo Wenqing gritted his teeth, directly raised his arm, pressed his palm on the bottom of the mountain, and pressed it down, and suddenly the flame storm was directly crushed by the huge pressure.

Ling Hu Xiao let out a long roar, his arms were pushed out, and the whole person released an amazing spiritual power, which continued to merge into the colorful flowers, making the turmoil even more intense.

The two did not give in to each other, one was on top and the other was down, Ling Hu Xiao did his best, and Zuo Wenqing used his real strength, which is the core of the entire battlefield, and their victory or defeat will be related to the outcome of this battle and the fate of everyone.

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