The Arctic Monk was already ready to move, who could see the enemy trample on their homeland?

In front of all the cultivators, Bai Ming smashed the ten thousand books in one fell swoop and lifted the forbidden spell of the cultivators.

The time for a counteroffensive has arrived.

More than 50,000 Extreme Day Cultivators joined the battle and forced the Eternal Night cultivators back in one fell swoop.

The two armies fought a fierce battle on the Sun Moon Lake, and the battle was dark.

The sun was obscured, and the strength of the cultivators in the polar day was greatly reduced, and after a tug-of-war, the fatigue was fully revealed.

The bright moon hung on the black and white line with the Heavenly Mirror, and no one could step into the Eternal Night Immortal Realm, and from the overall point of view, the Polar Day Immortal Domain was still at a disadvantage.

The Nine Ghost Cultivators have been secretly preserving their strength, mostly defending, and never going head-to-head, and their intention to be a "yellow bird" is becoming more and more obvious.

The Bright Moon True Monarch also saw the clue, he first withdrew the Eternal Night Monk to the Immortal Realm, and then asked loudly: "Emperor Wuxiang, our army has fought to the point of exhaustion, you should also take action, right?" ”

"What Zhenjun said is that it's indeed time for us to make a move." Emperor Wuxiang led all the ghost cultivators to fly to the black and white line, and shouted: "All the cultivators follow me to open the extreme yin demon realm!" ”

More than eighty ghost cultivators, ghost babies, ghost kings occupy most of them, they have a sequence of positions, each with a strange move, in an instant, the wind is strong, a huge haze is overwhelming, even the bright moon in the sky is also covered, the sun and moon lake is completely plunged into darkness.

......The yin wind struck, the dark snow fell, the black flames wantonly burned the earth, and the grass and trees on the Sun Moon Mountain were instantly ignited.

"Breathe Wild!"

"No! The stronger the wind, the stronger the fire burns, which will only backfire! ”

"Bright Moon! These are the allies you have invited, do you want to watch them destroy my immortal beings? Bai Ming asked.

Jiaoyue stared at the mountain range where the Hellfire was spreading, and scolded: "Emperor Wuxiang, you and I have a word in advance, only for the Extreme Sun Monk, quickly remove this Hellfire!" ”

"Zhenjun!" Emperor Wuxiang looked back, even if he didn't have facial features, he could detect his sinister smile, "The so-called war is to kill the enemy by all means, but it's just a fire, what's the big deal?" ”

"You-"

"Zhenjun still don't get close to my Extreme Yin Demon Realm, otherwise if you get a little dark snow, you may be infected with yin poison, but don't blame me for not reminding you! Hahaha......"

The conspiratorial face was finally exposed.

The monks on both sides are fighting, and their qi is not enough, where can they resist this extreme yin demon realm?

The ghost cultivators easily crossed the black and white line, the yin wind was still blowing, and the haze was still expanding, like a virus infected in the sky, and in a moment it had been burned for hundreds of miles.

"Senior brother, does the Heavenly Replenishment Technique still have the power of purification?" Yan Yunting asked.

Lu Gengyao frowned and shook his head, "The battle has consumed too much true qi, and it is okay to ensure the retreat of the army, if you want to cut through this haze, it is impossible." ”

"Brother Yuwen, in your opinion?" Yan Yunting looked at Yuwen Changqing again.

The Confucian scholars shook their heads one after another, and there was nothing they could do now.

"It's my fault that caused today's decline, and you people with lofty ideals have done enough, so you better leave quickly." Bai Ming looked at the spreading haze, and there was a determination in his eyes that he looked at death as if he were at home.

"We are too familiar with the methods of the Nine Shadows, using the Extreme Yin Demon Realm to blacken the world is only the first step, if the defense line is completely lost, all the creatures of the Extreme Day and the Eternal Night will suffer," Yan Yunting clenched the light pole plum branch in his hand and sighed: "It's a pity that I didn't show my guts, otherwise with the power of the Sword Domain, I would definitely be able to break through his Extreme Yin Demon Realm." ”

"Why don't you use the old method to open the void crack and suck this haze away?"

"This is also a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, the crack cannot be opened forever, and the Nine Ghost Cultivators will never retreat easily."

"Let's retreat temporarily, retreat to the outside of Sun Moon Mountain, first seal the boundary to resist for a while, I will go to Jiuyang and Yunmeng to ask the Golden Immortal Ancestor and General Liu to support."

"Wait! Look—" Bai Rong suddenly pointed out of the sky.

The golden light is sheng, and the sky is dyed.

"It's sword qi!"

"And really angry!"

"Vitality too!"

"There's even a demonic aura!"

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

Flying swords are like rain, dense, more than 10,000!

"It's ......"

"Infinite Ten Thousand Sword Technique!"

"Whew!" A golden-winged roc roared over everyone's heads first, followed by 100,000 golden flying swords!

Dapeng's wings trembled, stirring up a wild wind, and with the power of ten thousand swords, the spreading haze was forced to stop in one fell swoop!

"Isn't the Golden-winged Roc hanging? Why did it suddenly appear again? Bai Rong exclaimed.

"This isn't the Roc itself, it's more like its origin incarnation—"

"No, this is my sword soul." Li Huai'an's voice came from Dapeng's body!

The golden-winged Dapeng turned into a golden figure, it was none other than Li Huai'an, the majestic immortal power was overwhelming, he was already ranked as a golden immortal!

"I really can't figure it out, obviously I'm the protagonist, why is this guy more handsome than me every time he appears?" Yan Yunting rubbed his nose, unable to hide the smile in his heart.

"I'm sorry guys, the first time I ran into the void, I didn't find the coordinates, so I came late." Li Huai'an apologized proudly, waved his sleeves again, threw Yan Yunting a purple-veined long sword, and beckoned: "Throw your broken branch, take it and fight with me." ”

Yan Yunting grabbed the hilt of the sword and gently stroked the word "Ziwei" under the handle, the sword of the world is a good sword!

I hope that the fighting spirit of the gas is burning in the hearts of all the cultivators!

Yan Yunting divided sixteen clones, and at the same time condensed the power of the soul, and shouted: "Let's go together!" ”

The Sixteen Swords Juntian and the Wuji Ten Thousand Sword Tricks rushed into the Extreme Yin Demon Realm in two ways, left and right, Cangyuan Mending Heaven and Domineering Blade followed, and all the cultivators sacrificed their natal magic weapons to follow up at the same time!

The power of immortal martial arts fused, cutting through the haze sky in one fell swoop, blowing away the dark snow, extinguishing the dark fire, and scaring off the demons!

All the ghost cultivators have been defeated and retreated!

"All the reincarnation elders listen to the order and line up!" Writing reincarnation shouted loudly waving his staff.

Sixteen reincarnation sect ghost cultivators, grouped in pairs, eight people in eight directions, held the staff high at the same time, chanted incantations, and suddenly the staff was red, like a pen and ink outline, drawing a formation seal in the air!

The Writing Wheel King jumped into the center of the formation, thrust the staff into the formation seal, and shouted: "Come out!" ”

"Boom la la ......" one by one, the ghouls and demon corpses with different pupils drilled out of the formation as if they were toppling, and hundreds of thousands were thrown in a moment!

The Writing Wheel King opened the first teleportation array, and then jumped to the other, and just as he raised his staff and exerted his strength again, one of the reincarnation monks suddenly left the formation!

"Bastard! What are you doing! The King of Writing Wheels shouted angrily.

The reincarnation monk slapped the Buddha light at the formation seal, "Smack!" The array seal was torn apart, and the repulsion overflowed outward, and the seven reincarnation monks of the "Bang Bang Bang ......" avoided it, and they were blown into blood foam in an instant!

"Ahh The Writing Wheel King screamed and fell from the sky with his head up.

"The suffering of the world should not be repeated again...... Amitabha. ”

Who else in the world would use Amitabha as a suffix?

……

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