Like usual, today's Black Thorn Mountain was also shrouded in a mist, but I don't know when it began, there was a faint trace of blood in the mist, and from the depths of the dense forest, a low roar was heard from time to time.

And after a few moments, hundreds of light points of different colors began to appear in the distance in the sky, shooting towards the Black Thorn Mountain at an extremely fast speed.

When those points of light flew closer, they could not be seen, and each point of light was a monk, wielding his own magic weapons, flying swords, or strange beasts, and marching towards the Black Thorn Mountain at the fastest speed.

The formation they formed was called the "Arrow Array", with the elders and the Supreme Elders with the highest cultivation as arrows, and the others lined up behind them, stabbing the enemy's henchmen like sharp arrows.

The wind ruffled their hair, the sun shone on their resolute faces, and everyone had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression that looked at death as if they were home.

Close, close.

The moment the peak of this "sharp arrow" came into contact with the mist of Black Thorn Mountain, a violent roar suddenly resounded in the silent woods, and countless demon figures scurried up from under the big trees, behind the rocks, and in the streams, attacking the monks of the Tongxin Alliance who passed by.

These demon pioneers are all carefully selected elites, each of them is very strong, and they have been waiting for work here for a long time.

When they made this move, some disciples of the Tongxin Alliance were immediately recruited, and some were injured on the spot.

However, as long as the injured disciples still had the strength to march, they continued to follow the formation and charge forward, and if the injuries affected their movements, they rushed forward without fear of death, covering their companions with their own lives to ensure that they could move forward smoothly.

It is because of their self-sacrifice. So that the travel speed of the entire "arrow array" was not affected too much.

With the "Arrow Array" deep into the Black Thorn Mountain. There are more and more demon vanguards around. The strength is also getting stronger and stronger, and the monks of the Concentric Alliance have been reduced by more than 20%, and most of the remaining people are injured.

At the same time, the mist above their heads was gradually dispersed, and all the disciples of the Concentric Alliance saw the space-time rift in the air above their heads, which was tens of meters long.

At this moment, the space-time rift was filled with gray light and black mist, and a majestic body burning with green flames was squeezing hard from the other end of the space-time rift. The air was filled with his "snort" gasps.

"Everyone can attack the space-time rift on their own, and give me as much strength as possible!" Yan Yufeng's head shouted loudly, and before his words fell, he was the first to strike, and a quaint tortoise shell was thrown up by it in the air, turning into a stone turtle the size of a millstone, and slammed into the space-time rift.

A burst of lightning flickered, and the gray light and black mist frantically entangled, turning into a bursting tornado, from the depths of the space-time rift. There was a dull thud, accompanied by the terrible screams of the flame giant.

I saw the boss make a move. The other disciples of the Concentric Alliance were naturally not far behind, and they all came up with the most lethal means, and all kinds of flying sword magic weapons greeted the space-time rift in mid-air as if they didn't want money.

At the same time, the demon pioneers are not vegetarians.

At first, they didn't expect that the monks of the Concentric Alliance would adopt such a tragic fighting style, and would rather sacrifice themselves to attack the space-time rift, but when they reacted, the space-time rift had already suffered a certain degree of damage.

In the scolding and urging of the Heavenly Dao Lord, these demon vanguards were also stimulated with ferocity, and pounced on the team of the Tongxin Alliance from all directions.

For a while, the blood rushed to the sky, the severed limbs flew sideways, and the sky was full of shuttle blades and magic weapons, accompanied by screams before death.

I don't know who it was, but suddenly I sang a desolate and agitated song in a loud voice:

"Wandering, frightened,

How many tossing and turning nights have been.

Sad, angry hearts,

Can you see those white heads sending black hair?"

......

This is the war song of the Alliance of Calamity, countless respectable predecessors sang this war song, and used their flesh and blood to fight with the demon clan, and finally closed the space-time rift leading to the Demon Pole Continent and the Moluo Continent, in exchange for a thousand years of peace in the world.

And this song is in the hearts of the disciples of the Tongxin Alliance, which is the existence of a holy song, which is the song of the fighters that they have repeatedly roared in their minds since the first day of their cultivation.

"When the wind that passes through the valley stirs up billowing smoke,

I want to clench the sword in my hand.

When the first rays of the sun shine through the dark clouds on the earth,

I would like to spill my blood on this green hill. ”

One person started up, and the rest of the disciples of the Tongxin Alliance responded one after another, fighting the demons while using all their strength and singing indulgently.

The singing gradually became agitated, as if thousands of rivers merged into the sea, and their hearts also boiled, and countless ancestors seemed to appear in front of them, stepping on the battlefield as if they were at home.

They sang as the claws of demons tore through their bodies, when sharp blades cut off their heads, and when the fire and ice crushed their flesh.

"For loved ones, for justice, for ideals!

Brother, dry this wine,

Together in the next life,

Go to the end of the world with a sword!"

As a true disciple of the Tongxin Alliance, Wu Jian also followed everyone, singing this song while fighting with the demon vanguard around him, and at the same time seeing the opportunity to throw spells into the space-time rift in mid-air.

He saw that the senior brother who got along with him day and night was pinched and exploded by a huge devil's claw, and at the moment before he died, the senior brother threw the flying sword in his hand towards the space-time rift in mid-air.

He saw that the little junior sister who always loved to follow behind his ass was bitten off half of her shoulder by a demon, but when the blood gushed out, the girl who always loved to cry when she was a child turned her last soul power into a crystal ice lotus and smashed it on the rift in time and space.

He saw his mentor not far away, with more than ten deep openings on his body, singing loudly, fighting to the death.

When a boulder falling from the sky slammed into Master's back, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with shattered internal organs, turning into a blood dragon and rushing straight into the rift in mid-air.

At the same time, he used his last strength to sing the last line of the battle song in a loud voice - "Fortune Alliance, fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the Death......"

I don't know when, Wu Jian's eyes were already full of tears, but his blood was already boiling as if it was about to burn, the only thing he could do was to fight the demons around him desperately, and at the same time shout loudly over and over again: "Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the Death......"

It was a roar from the soul, a war song that gathered the beliefs of countless heroic ancestors, and a group of people who changed the color of heaven and earth. (To be continued......)