Liu Xubai is gone, and the sword forging pool is also gone.

Yan Changan stood on this land, and the noise almost pierced his head.

The human stump and severed arm at his feet, the heavy smell of blood stimulated his brain, Yan Changan looked up at the demonic qi in the sky, he couldn't see the sun, he couldn't see hope, he only felt a boom in his head.

Countless people passed through him, their hurried footsteps treading on the blood everywhere, and the splatters of blood stained the clothes and cheeks of the passers-by.

The severed limb was chopped off, Yan Changan heard the scream, and a scarlet arm passed through his chest and fell into the blood.

Yan Changan clearly did not receive any attack, but he was still unsteady on his feet by the impact of the severed limb, and his eyelashes trembled.

He was born in an era of peace, and he suffered a lot as a child, and after apprenticeship, he also subdued demons and eliminated demons, but he never saw a real battlefield.

The demons slaughtered human beings, flesh and blood flew everywhere, cruel and bloody, the demons who turned into demons and the demons who entered the human race killed each other, and hundreds of schools of Xianmen gathered here to kill demons in array.

Uncultivated mortals take weapons and rush into the enemy camp like suicidal, wounding one by one, killing one by one, the former one falls, the latter makes up for it, one person cannot hurt the demon, ten people cannot hurt the demon, but thousands of people, can always hurt one, and maybe kill another.

The monks charged into battle to kill the enemy, set up a siege, and tried to protect the mortals who did not want to die.

"Stand back!" The monk used his sword to block the deadly long sword for mortals, and the next moment he was pierced through his heart, his pupils fluttered, and before he dissipated, his mouth was still screaming "stand back".

The mortal who was protected by him gritted his teeth and escaped, his pupils suddenly dilated in an instant, and he desperately pushed away the monk in front of him with his back to him, and used his flesh mortal fetus to block the raging demonic energy.

"But this world-" The fallen mortal turned his head and rejected the monk's elixir, "it is the world of the people of the world, how dare you ask for immortals and die for us......"

"It's useless for me to live......"

The mortal who also refused to take the medicine covered the hole in his abdomen and "left it to the immortals ......"

"Array!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Kill—"

The monk's eyes were red, his liver and intestines were broken, and he had to take another step forward with his last breath.

"Asahi -"

Yan Chang'an responded to the prestige and saw that the old man was pierced through his heart by the Demon Venerable with his bare hands.

"My human race—" The old man's blood dripped down the Demon Venerable's fingertips, "how can it be slaughtered!" ”

The Demon Venerable threw down the old man who had lost his breath, and the demonic qi in his hand converged, pointing directly at the two people standing opposite him.

Yan Changan's footsteps unconsciously took a few steps forward.

Opposite Chaobai, a man and a woman stood side by side, Yan Changan was familiar with these two, Huaqiu and Tianyunmen were the masters of Suiyue.

The old man—

Yan Chang'an's pupils dilated slightly, it should be the sect master of Shanghua Sect who died in the Battle of Lianzhou six hundred years ago.

The demons invaded, and the sect masters of the three immortal sects directly faced the white court.

This place is the largest battlefield in the battle between man and demon for hundreds of years, Lianzhou.

"I can't help myself."

Chao Bai taunted, his body was full of demonic energy, and he looked arrogantly at the two people who were also injured opposite, "You can't kill me." ”

The red blood on his chest was gushing out, but he didn't care at all, and the magic sword summoned in his hand pointed directly at Huaqiu and Suiyue: "Even if the two of you go together, there is only one way to die, why protect this group of mortals who are like ants, why not arrest them?" The deity will treat you two preferentially to the immortal gate. ”

The sword that answered him was Huaqiu and Suiyue's sword.

Chaobai resisted with a horizontal sword.

Change moves with the moon: "What if we die?" Our human race is endless, even for thousands of years, there will be people like us, who will stab you with swords until the last one. ”

"You say mortals are like ants?" Sui Yue was forced out of a mouthful of blood by Chaobai's move, and Huaqiu was once again split by Chaobai's sword qi.

Sui Yue sneered: "But this world is just a mortal world, how can you intrude?" ”

Chao Bai's demonic aura soared, and he looked at the two opposite with cold eyes: "Really don't fall?" ”

Hua Qiu raised his sword and made a move, grinning and revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "It's a pity, it's okay to fight to the death, surrender, forget it." ”

Chao Bai sneered, drew his sword and headed towards Huaqiu.

The first thing that touched his magic sword before Huaqiu's neck was a long sword that was much more delicate than his Fu Zhu.

However, this long sword received his attack head-on, and even the person with the sword was still standing in front of him.

Chaobai has been entangled with the sect masters of the three major immortal sects for many days, and he has both major and minor injuries on his body, and now he is directly forced to retreat by this person.

He glanced at the name on the hilt of the man's sword with interest, and chuckled, "I know you, Liu Xubai. I heard that some time ago, all the flowers and trees on Cangyuan Mountain withered, and the birds and beasts fled, like a dead mountain, for the sake of this fairy sword in your hand? ”

He held the Fu Zhu across his chest: "Let the deity see today what is the one in your hand...... The fairy sword is fast, and it is said that the ambush in the hands of the deity is fast. ”

Liu Xubai was shocked by his sword qi and pulled the corners of his mouth coldly: "The name of the sword is unlucky, and you are also unlucky." ”

The two raised their eyebrows, their murderous intent was revealed, and they raised their swords to face each other.

Hua Qiu and Sui Yue couldn't even intervene, the two of them had seen the power of the fairy sword in Liu Xubai's hand during this time, and they didn't say anything more at the moment, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and quickly turned around and threw themselves into the battlefield below.

Liu Xubai and Chaobai fought in the dark, the demonic energy covered the clouds and the sun, and every time Liu Xubai swung his sword, he could feel a steady stream of power emerging from his right hand holding the sword.

This unprecedented power exhilarated him, his eyes were red, almost tearing, and he used all his strength in every move.

His lips quivered, as if he had said something, and quickly dissipated into the wind, drowned out by the screams and roars of the battlefield.

Yan Changan heard his voice clearly.

He said "die".

Liu Xubai has no way out, he has been planning for twenty years, painstakingly solitary, sacrificing his lover, forging fairy swords, countless people have condensed their hopes on him, and he has no way out.

In this battle, either Chaobai dies, or he dies with Chaobai.

Yan Changan didn't know how long it had been, there was a sad cry behind him, he looked at it, and saw a mortal lying in a pool of blood, the flesh and blood on his body were blurred, and the blood kept pouring out of the hole in his body, his tattered clothes almost merged with the sea of blood under him, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly: "Go home...... Send me back, Lingzhou, bury ......"

His companion threw himself on him and wept bitterly, he lost one of his arms, and with his right hand tried to cover the hole in the man's chest on the ground: "Go home, big brother, we have won!" I'll take you home! ”

Yan Changan raised his head, only to see that at some point, the demonic qi dissipated, the wind was clear and the sky was clear, and the sword in Liu Xubai's hand penetrated Chaobai's chest fiercely.

The rest of the demons either fled or entangled to the end, and were killed by the combined efforts of the monks and mortals who gathered.

Crying sounded one after another, thousands of people hugged each other and cried, some people threw themselves on the ground looking for acquaintances, and their bloodstained faces cried and laughed, their faces distorted, and they wept endlessly.

(End of chapter)