Dry Heaven Continent, the scorching sun is in the sky.

In the territory of the Red Mountain, Zhou Wenhao walked forward with a sword, opening the way with a brilliant sword light.

Behind him, a group of Sword Tower disciples and Dharma protectors were mixed, and the cultivators of the Red Mountain followed him.

That crimson mountain has fallen.

The mountain, which was regarded as a pillar of faith by Zhou Qingchen and represented the authority of the Red Mountain, was now entrenched in alien warriors.

Li Zhaotian's confidante, the current sect master of the Red Mountain, was killed by the strong man of the ghost clan on the top of the mountain, and then swallowed by the brutal beast.

Liu Lingyun's bones are gone.

"It's going to be soon!"

Zhou Wenhao, who had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Silent Destruction Realm, had faintly seen several moored sword boats, and knew that after entering the sword boat, he would be able to lead everyone to escape from the attack of the alien race.

The eighth-level ghost clan warrior is on the green mountain that Zhou Wenhao must pass through, and the practice of building a Dharma platform with a lot of white bones.

"Soul Suppression!"

The six white bone altars were burning with miserable white flames.

The souls of many Terran cultivators whined in the flames of those white forests, forming waves of spiritual frenzy of despair and fear.

These white waves, which are difficult to see with the naked eye, ripple from different green mountains and connect with each other.

So in the void above Zhou Wenhao's heads, a layer of pressure on the soul was condensed, causing those Sword Tower and Red Mountain disciples to suffer instantly.

"Poof! Poof! ”

The soul is like a candle extinguished, like a bubble bursting.

Below the condensation realm, the cultivators whose divine souls could not be cast, and the unformed souls of the sea of consciousness were eroded in the blink of an eye.

"Jiang Yang!"

"Purple lotus!"

"Zeng Yulan!"

Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan, after snorting, saw that several people in their small alliance had failed to withstand the ghost clan's soul secret technique, and their eyes fell to the ground with black smoke in their eyes.

Tong Mingfeng, Jiang Yang. Yu Yuefeng, Duan Jing, Xu Xuanlun.

Ethereal Peak, Tang Can. Broken edge peak, Zeng Yulan, Song Zihe.

A few people in their small group had died in battle before, and with the destruction of Zeng Yulan and Song Zihe's souls, all except Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan had been killed.

The cruelty of the war made Qi Qingsong scattered, and he had already been killed.

He couldn't remember how many Ghost Clan, Mountain Ghost and Yan Clan warriors he had killed along the way, nor how many powerful beasts he had killed, he thought his blood was numb.

Seeing Jiang Yang's death, he recovered a little sober and sanity from the killing, and felt that he was still a flesh and blood person.

Not a bloody sword that only knows how to kill.

"For the rest, rush with me!"

Zhou Wenhao, who was gentle and elegant in the past, stepped forward with a sword with a draped head, and sword light and sword intent cut the earth, broke through the void prohibition, and pierced a hole for everyone.

His sword-wielding arm was bleeding profusely.

At this moment, he led his fellow disciples to fight to kill the enemy, and he had long forgotten the secret fight in the door.

He recognized the cold reality before his master Jiang Ran, and knew that in the face of the menacing alien beasts of the Fifth Realm, those battles in the gate were nothing at all.

If all the disciples of the Sword Tower were wiped out in the race war, and even the Sword Tower no longer existed, then what was the point of them snatching the right?

This battle in the Qiantian Continent caused Zhou Wenhao to suffer a head-on blow, and at the same time, he also woke him up with a stick.

He no longer treated Qi Qingsong and Zhuang Yuyan differently, and began to treat them equally, and those junior brothers and sisters who he usually needed to guard against now also take care of.

He overdrew his energy, let the dantian spiritual sea quickly dry up, and still swing his sword to open the way.

……

Xuanyun Continent.

Chen Weihuang, who was also from the Sword Tower, held a fiery spirit sword and took the lead in opening the way.

He's going to take someone to an exchange point.

At that exchange point, there are large flying ships moored that can take people out alive.

Behind him, there are some outer and inner disciples of the Sword Tower, as well as some loose cultivators.

He originally intended to help his junior brother and sister, but after falling into the Xuanyou Continent, he suddenly found that Pang Jian and Hu Yuanfei had already left first.

He didn't go with it, but stayed in the Xuanyou Continent and participated in the last tragic battle of the Third Realm.

"Mr. Chen, why didn't the Immortal Realm participate in the battle?"

A soul wandering realm cultivator who had died and made a close friend, followed Chen Weihuang, who had just escaped from the interception of a group of Black Horn Clan and Bull Demon Clan, couldn't help but ask.

"It's a tacit understanding."

Chen Weihuang replied without a smile.

Behind him, there were dozens of surviving cultivators, all of whom looked at him blankly.

Lei Kun, Han Ting and other loose cultivators are also in this group of people.

When the battle broke out, they followed the Armor-Breaking Army and the powerful cultivators of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect and the Jiuli Sect to the edge of the Xuanyou Continent to intercept the influx of alien beasts.

The initial situation was also smooth, and the two sides were evenly matched.

Later, more and more alien powerhouses and fierce beasts joined in, and the ship they were on crashed, and the number of deaths around them increased.

Seeing that they were about to be unable to hold out, they moved closer to the positions that had been set up as exchange points when they were allowed to retreat.

Along the way, companions were constantly lost, Lian Feng died, Gao Yuan died, and more Scattered Cultivators and Elder Dharma Protectors of the family were also killed by foreign beasts.

However, there was never a real battle between the immortal realms of the major sects.

They're clearly down!

Lei Kun and the others all felt that if the Immortal Realm was willing to participate in the battle, they would not be so miserable, and they would not rush to the exchange point in such an embarrassment.

"Tacit understanding? A tacit understanding with an alien? Sanxiu angrily scolded.

Chen Weihuang's face was blank, and he nodded and explained seriously: "Our human race did not participate in the battle in the immortal realm, and the ninth-level bloodline warriors of the other party did not really participate in the war. It's a balance, a tacit understanding that everyone abides by in similar battles again and again. ”

"Purgatory, there are only two intact landmasses in the Third Realm, and the rest are all shattered land."

"How did those broken ground come about, you should think about it."

Hearing this, many people began to fall silent.

"One or two Immortal Realms, a warrior of the ninth level bloodline, participate in this war that broke out in the two continents of Qiantian and Xuanyou, and there will be some broken lands on the land that cannot be repaired forever. However, once this tacit understanding was broken, there were more Immortal Realm and ninth-level bloodline warriors involved. ”

"Then the dry sky and the mysterious shadow will also be shattered."

"Purgatory, there is not much left in the complete world. Neither our human race nor the alien race that wants to turn over and become the master do not want to take over a devastated world after victory. ”

After a little explanation, Chen Weihuang raised his sword again to open the way.

The people behind him no longer questioned anything, and silently accepted this fact.

……

In the second realm, one side is called the shattered land of yin deficiency.

Dong Tianxue looked at the ghost altar that had been built a long time ago, but there had been no information coming, and said, "Pang Jian should have been delayed by something. ”

"Below, the two continents of Qiantian and Xuanyou are being frantically impacted by aliens." Zhou Qingchen said in a deep voice.

After the two said goodbye to Pang Jian, they randomly found a direction and flew away, and arrived at this broken land called Yin Gap.

In this shattered land, there were many low-level cultivators from the Yin Spirit Temple and the Red Mountain, as well as people who originally belonged to some families in the Fourth Realm.

In the second realm, the complete heaven and earth that truly belonged to the human race were only the two continents of Demon Yuan and Qitian.

These two continents alone can't accommodate the people who migrated over, so more people from below were still put on different pieces of land.

The two who wanted to wait for Pang Jian's side to send a message, so that they could go to a mysterious realm, but they couldn't wait for Pang Jian's message.

Just when the two of them were hesitating, whether to find a way to go to the lower realm and fulfill their disciple obligations.

The person in charge of this broken land, an inner disciple of the Demon Sect, came to find the two of them and brought shocking news.

Liu Lingyun, the sect leader of the Red Mountain, died in battle.

The entire Yin Spirit Temple was attacked by foreign races, and the sect leader Han Zhiyuan was killed on the spot.

Dong Tianxue and Zhou Qingchen, after the disciples of the Demon Sect left, sat against the cold rock wall, and they did not relax for a long time.

"Sect Master Liu......" Zhou Qingchen licked the corners of his lips, adjusted his breathing vigorously, and said in a deep voice: "Our Red Mountain is finished!" ”

Dong Tianxue was silent.

He suddenly remembered that when Han Zhiyuan took out the Yin Spirit Blood Halberd and solemnly handed it to himself, after telling him some things, he said the last sentence: "Heavenly Selection, as a teacher, I only hope that you can take care of the disciples of the Yin Spirit Temple more in the future." ”

Dong Tianxue realized at this time that his master had a premonition and knew that he might not be able to live.

"Whew!"

The Yin Spirit Blood Halberd was taken out by him, he gently held it with both hands, his lips squirmed twice, and said a vague word that even Zhou Qingchen didn't hear clearly.

"I will do my best."

……

Forbidden land.

The ice-armored eel dragon dragged the dragon corpse and sank to the palace at the bottom of the lake.

The queen bee and many bees under her command caught the dragon soul of the five-clawed golden dragon and brought it into the hive.

Pang Jian, on the other hand, looked at the Source Demon Sword that pierced into the golden dragon horns, looked at the sharp dragon claws on the ground, and hesitated whether to wait for the Source Demon Sword to collect all the dragon horns and dragon claws, or leave early.

Through communication with the Source Demon, he learned that this sword is relatively special, and the magic sword can only move if the sword bearer carries the sword.

The sword itself, without the ability to move.

If he wasn't here, this sword wouldn't be able to absorb the mysteries in the dragon's claws after absorbing the magic of the golden rui in the dragon's horn.

But he had an agreement with Xuan Turtle, and he also told Zhou Qingchen and Dong Tianxue that they would contact again, and he had been in the fog for a long time now.

"The dragon claws and horns of the five-clawed golden dragon, as long as they leave the mist, the old dragon must be aware."

The Source Demon warned him, "The true god is fearless, and dares to grasp the dragon's horns and haunt purgatory. Your words, no matter where you are, as long as the dragon's claws and horns appear, the old dragon will be aware. Unless, let me absorb the mystery completely. ”

Pang Jian frowned and pondered for a long time, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said: "There is a place where the old dragon can't sense it, you should be familiar with it." ”

As soon as the words fell, in the scream of the source demon's fear, he took out the copper box called the Qiankun Heaven and Earth Box, and stuffed the source demon sword, dragon horns, and dragon claws into it one by one.

With these foreign objects in the box, he couldn't put them into the bracelet, so he simply carried the box and left.

He first teleported to the bee worm closest to Purgatory, then stepped out of the treacherous mist, and then relied on a piece of tortoise shell to reach the cloud barren wooden house in the rocky ground.

He returned to purgatory without any problems.

……

(End of chapter)