The red-robed man stood in the void, beside him, maintaining the Qingluan of his body, his wings hunting.

There were no superfluous words, and the two moved at the same time.

Bang bang bang......

There was an earth-shattering explosion, the mountains and rivers shattered, and the wind raged in all directions.

Jianmu!

Under the towering giant tree, all seasons are under this tree, and there is no human or golden immortal nearby.

Those attacks that hit Jianmu were all moved to another world.

The rest of the alien races were not affected by it in the slightest.

Seeing this scene, the immortals immediately reacted, this is Jianmu moved!

The human race, born weak, is only lucky to become an immortal, so bold that even the World Tree dares to fight!

This matter is not trivial, we must inform the family as soon as possible!

The immortals' hearts moved, and they immediately notified their elders.

But at this moment.

Blood-red swirls of greater or lesser size appeared in the sky.

In the midst of that whirlpool, a tower of blood made of blood and bones fell from the sky!

As each blood-colored pagoda fell, one door after another opened.

A murderous figure with monstrous fighting intent flew out from the blood-colored pagodas.

They wear different costumes, different weapons, different momentum, some Mahayana period, some scattered immortals, some are positive immortals, and some are palm immortals, but they are all human beings, and their breath is all trillions of one, just like one.

There are so many of them that it's like a raging sea, boundless, and it seems like it's about to turn the whole world upside down!

As soon as all the clans appeared, they did not hesitate, and each of them used their magical powers, and they bombarded the immortals!

The war of the flood is about to break out!

Terran formations.

Inside the castle.

In an independent courtyard, "Lonely" sits cross-legged with his eyes closed.

And around him, "Yi Fei", "Empty Hazy", "Mo Rose", "Fu Poor", "Zi Sai" and others were all imposing, engrossed in the newly learned immortal method.

A little farther away, "the taste of the world", "non-glory", "frugality", "longevity", they have not yet ascended, but they are all seizing the time, the immortal method taught by "Lonely", one by one, and strive to use it as soon as possible after the ascension.

At this moment, a low, desolate voice resounded throughout the Immortal Array!

This voice was thick and powerful, penetrating all prohibitions, penetrating all formations, penetrating all obstacles, and sounded in the ears of all races!

"Lonely" suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of cold sword energy, and he said in a deep voice: "Go to war!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the people present stopped practicing and comprehending one after another.

"Zhan Wuji hasn't come back yet." "Empty" said with a flat expression.

"Frugal" said in a deep voice: "This battle is infinite, but it is ordered by the ancestors of our clan, I don't know if there is something else important." ”

"Chang Yu" said: "Then contact him first and see the situation." ”

"Lonely" bowed his head slightly, lightly opened his lips, and was just about to call out Zhan Wuji's real name, when suddenly there was a figure in a dark shirt in the room.

The robes are fluttering, the clothes are fluttering, and there is a fairy aura, and it is a battle without limits.

Seeing Zhan Wuji coming back, the humans present stood up one after another.

"Lonely" glanced at him, and just wanted to speak, Zhan Wuji said lightly: "The ancestors have already started fighting, you come with me!" ”

"Good!" Several people said without hesitation.

Zhan Wuji didn't say anything and walked straight out.

The crowd followed.

As soon as a group of people came out of the courtyard, they saw a blood-red sky above the castle, dyeing the night sky blood-red, like a sea of blood!

On top of the many watchtowers, countless lines of blood spread out and intertwined with each other, eventually turning into a huge blood floating massacre.

It stood majestically, the peak was crimson, like a sharp sword condensed from blood, piercing the sky!

On each heavy blood floating slaughter, there were dense skeletons floating, and with the light of the cloud seal, this large array was reflected in blood red.

At this moment, in all the fortresses, there are a large number of human races gathering.

The sound of armor colliding, armor colliding, boots rubbing, clothes hunting, these sounds, like a raging wave, poured into the gate of the blood-colored pagoda.

The eyes like the Nine Heavens Divine River are burning, and the fighting spirit is like an invisible torch, which wants to burn this piece of heaven and earth!

Zhan Wuji glanced at these ancestors and said in a deep voice, "Enter the tower!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a streamer of light and rushed into the blood-colored pagoda.

"Yi Li" and others followed.

Figures shuttled through the void.

Countless ancestors came like a tidal wave, dressed plainly, dressed plainly; or fairy appearance, brocade embroidered skirt; or a green coat, full of dust; Some of them are white-robed and golden-ringed, handsome and chic, and awe-inspiring. Or heavily armed and imposing. Either Huafu admires jade, or demonic Ye is indifferent; Some wore blood-red robes, while others wore demonic masks. Or take the lychee as the belt and the jade gourd as the necklace.

There are men and women, old and young, ugly and ugly, like a faint flame, gathered together to form a vast light.

Then, surging out, illuminating the night and burning all obstacles!

Cui Wei Lingyue, the murderous aura on his body soared into the sky!

Zhan Wuji and the others also subconsciously joined the crowd and joined this huge torrent.

Blazing eyes flickered around him.

In an instant, he was like he was in a raging flame, waiting for that moment to come.

At this moment, Zhan Wuji quickly said: "This battle is very dangerous, I will do my best to protect the safety of the elders." ”

"Once you're in, don't follow me within ten miles."

"If anything happens, report my name!"

"Empty" They immediately bowed their heads lightly: "Okay!"

Zhan Wuji nodded, and then his thoughts turned, and countless rules emerged from around him, "sleep", "rock", "forget", "wooden man", "wooden man", "laugh", "water", "many",

The next moment, all the rules dispersed like smoke, and instantly split into ten, like swallows returning to their nests, flying towards "Yili" and the others, and quickly burrowed into their foreheads!

Zhan Wuji's voice was faint: "This is my method, which can help the power of the elders." ”

When a rule has not yet formed a "source", its power becomes smaller and smaller.

But the path of the "Origin" is the opposite, as more beings are integrated into it, the path will become wider and the power will become more powerful!

Now that he has separated his own rules, it has not affected his power.

When the time comes, their power will skyrocket!

This is a war of famine, human beings have endured for so many years, gambling on the luck of the entire race, gambling on the fate of the entire race, gambling on their all, and fighting with all the races!