Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Battle of the Gathering Star Realm
On the top of the Demon Suppression Mountain, there was already a river of blood flowing at this time, and the madness displayed by the disciples of the Nebula Sect even exceeded the expectations of the Gu Bing Sacrifice. But so what, if you really die, you can be reborn? Or pray for a miracle to happen? No, once the Star Hall makes a move, even if a miracle really happens, it will be wiped out by them in the end.
It was like hell in this square, and the last pure land left was only where the holy woman was, and she stood here expressionless from beginning to end, like a clear lotus out of the mud, unstained with dust.
Swords and guns went into the flesh, and this place really became a slaughterhouse, and although it was the elite of the sects who could stand here, the number of casualties skyrocketed in a short period of time when the war broke out.
The elders of the Nebula Sect made a move, and several people in the sky immediately came forward to fight, and this battlefield that only belonged to the strong people of Gathering Stars was the key to determining the outcome of this war.
Gathering Star Realm, that is the existence that can really stand between heaven and earth, every strong person in the Gathering Star Realm has a life star in the night sky, and this life star brings them more than just a simple sense of strength. The realm of perception, this is the sign of the strong man who gathers stars, because the stars are different, there are differences between the realms, and the Extreme Ice Realm released by Ao Xuan through Chu Ge's body is one of them.
"Demon Fire!" Dan Pavilion Elder Du Bishu was the first to show the realm, and just as the two words blurted out, the surface of his skin began to glow with fire, and the white hair that turned into flames danced wildly without wind, as if the temperature of the entire world had risen because of him.
After an instant, a demonic red flame swept out from under his feet, and the ground made of diamond rocks began to show signs of melting, as soon as this fire came out, Mrs. Nangong was shocked, and her body retreated out, and the realm was limited in scope, and the more powerful ones could cover all the radies.
Seeing this, Butcher Wu and his people also retreated quickly, but those disciples around them were not so lucky, and they turned into a pile of coals alive in just an instant.
"Haha...... Old man Du, I'm here to help you!"
Cheng Zhan laughed loudly, he had already flown out, he stood up, the mark in his hand changed rapidly, and a breeze blew in this sea of fire!
Seeing this, the Great Elder of the Wind Thunder Sect, who had the most experience in combat, shrank his pupils slightly, and immediately shouted at Nangong Lady and the others: "Hurry, retreat! retreat!"
However, this qiē only happened in the blink of an eye, and Mrs. Nangong had already left the range of the demon fire realm, thinking that she was safe for the time being, but who knows, just when the shout in the air landed, the nearly 100-zhang flame suddenly began to churn, and it was swallowed up in an instant with the momentum of thunder!
"Gangfeng!" When Cheng Zhan's handprint was condensed, a gust of wind swept the heavens and the earth, to be precise, countless wind blades fell into the sea of fire, and then more than doubled Du Bishu's demon fire realm in an instant, and those who couldn't avoid it were either burned to ashes, or were dismantled by those wind blades, and these people even included a star gathering realm powerhouse.
The light of the fire faded, and those wind blades also went through a slaughter before they "whirred" to stop. Most of the people in the audience saw the life-and-death struggle between the powerhouses of the Gathering Star Realm for the first time, and they were inevitably shocked by this gorgeous and bloody scene, but the people of the Royal Beast Sect were by no means pale because of the shock.
They saw with their own eyes that Lady Nangong was swallowed up by that sea of fire, who was Lady Nangong? The wife of the Sect Master of the Imperial Beast Sect, a powerhouse in the middle stage of Gathering Stars, they could imagine what would happen to their disciples when the Sect Master learned the news.
"Auntie!" Seeing this, Akabane Red Makeup bit her lips with blood, and just as she lost her mind, a brilliant and slender arrow of light broke through the wind and finally passed through her shoulder.
"Girl in red makeup, don't be distracted during the battle, this is what you taught me at the beginning!"
Red Makeup chuckled in her heart, and it was too late for her to come back to her senses.
Tang Yan'er was dressed in green clothes and flying, and on the silver-white meteoric bow was already a dazzling arrow about a zhang long.
"Meteor, Comet!"
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the dazzling arrow of light was like a comet that streaked across the night sky, rolling up blood all over the ground, and penetrating the heart of the red makeup with an unrivaled force, and in the huge blood hole, the blood had been evaporated by the heat, leaving only a hollow.
The war had just begun, and the Lady of the Imperial Beast Sect, Nangong and the Red Feather Red Makeup, who was once famous in the Southern Regions, had already fallen, and this qiē just happened in the blink of an eye.
Tang Yan'er watched the figure fall down expressionlessly, and then she stuffed a Huiyuan Pill into her mouth with a pale face, and when she was wearing red makeup to death, her eyes were also open angrily, and she was unwilling or even more puzzled. Who would have thought that the person who was regarded as an ant a year ago would have grown to this point?
"Yan'er, be careful!"
Tang Dingtian in the distance didn't have time to be happy about the growth of his beloved daughter, and a vicious sword light grabbed this gap and stabbed at the weak Tang Yan'er.
"Hey, the ghost son of the Shadow Sect, will he only do some things like stealing chickens and dogs?"
When that cold sword light was less than three inches away from Tang Yan's neck, another sword light intercepted it. Du Hao held his sword and picked it apart, looking at the feminine man standing opposite him and grinning, his eyes boiling with war.
"Leave it to me, this!"
The corners of Du Hao's mouth raised slightly, and he was already away with a sword.
"I don't think I can do it, except for a Shangguan Zhengyu in your Nebula Sect, I really don't pay attention to anyone else. The ghost boy put away the long sword, and a monster phantom appeared behind him.
When Du Hao heard this, the green tendons on his forehead had already burst out, and the words of this ghost boy were just poking at his sore spot, and Shangguan Zhengyu was pressing him everywhere, how could he stand this with his proud temperament? And when these words came out of the opponent's mouth, he instantly ignited his anger.
"The surname is Mo, don't drag the little junior sister back!" Du Hao slashed down with a sword, and where the monster phantom intersected, a little light exploded instantly, and he actually directly detonated Xingyuan, and after the dust dissipated, the two of them looked quite wolf.
Seeing this, Mo Shou frowned, Du Hao's approach was really inappropriate, the combat method of exchanging injuries for injuries was not suitable for the current tense situation, as long as the battlefield had not really divided the victory or defeat, what they were facing must be a protracted battle, the men and horses of the various sects at the foot of the mountain were probably already rushing to the halfway point of the mountain at this time, and the disciples of the outer sects could not hold on for long, and when the army arrived, the battle would definitely last for a long time.
In the end, Mo Shou came to a conclusion that Du Hao's brain is really not good.
The battle lasted for a whole night, which was probably the limit of physical strength for ordinary people, but after all, the cultivator had attracted the starlight to quench his body, and he would not exhaust his physical strength due to a night of fighting. Of course, this has to be separated from Du Hao, who is covered in injuries and has no diminished fighting spirit, and the ghost boy who looks equally miserable, but is full of anger.
The corpses have been piled up on the top of the entire mountain, and the casualties of the two forces together are nearly a thousand, which does not seem to be a big number, but these dead people are genuine cultivators, and they are all elites of various sects, looking at the entire Southern Regions, how many people are really elites? Such casualties are already extremely heavy, not only for the Nebula Sect, but also for the Star Palace, not to mention the Imperial Beast Sect, Lady Nangong and Red Feather Red Makeup have all fallen one after another, you can imagine how the Sect Master of the Imperial Beast Sect will react when he knows this news?
The sky had just turned white, and the morning fog was faintly red, but it was obviously not caused by the morning glow, this morning was not as quiet as before for the Nebula Sect, even if the scales of victory seemed to have begun to tilt to their side, but after all, it was just a seem.
As if losing patience, the huge ice tiger hovering in the sky finally fell down when Wu Butcher and the others began to retreat.
(A few minutes to go, Nima, so dangerous, almost short!)
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