The zombie king in the Blood Bamboo Cemetery led many zombies who had refined the blood evil qi and destroyed the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land.

The ancient holy land that had been inherited for more than 100,000 years was destroyed in this way, and the monks here had been severely damaged in the previous battle, not to mention that they did not expect the change to come so quickly and unexpectedly, and they all died tragically, and then became the loyal subordinates of the zombie king.

In the future, these people who were originally righteous monks will fight for the tiger and kill many monks for the zombie king. At present, they do not dare to kill wantonly in the immortal realm, lest the various holy lands pay attention to it and join forces to deal with them.

The Zombie King had been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, and he deeply understood how precious freedom was, and in his opinion, it attracted him more than any treasure. In this way, the zombie king decided to lead his subordinates to find a remote place to hide as soon as possible, waiting for the opportunity to move.

In the evening, the remnant sun was like blood, and its blood-glittering afterglow shone on the ruins of the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land, looking so mottled and desolate. The crumbling walls were whimpering in the cold wind, and the sound was shocking.

The monks around heard the desolate sound and the strong evil aura coming from here, and they came to inquire about the situation curiously, but they saw that it was already such a ruin, and they did not understand what was happening at all.

An hour later, a white-bearded monk found the record crystal magic weapon of the main hall of the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land, which was not broken, and was able to record the situation in this area of the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land.

The white-bearded monk then poured spiritual power into the recording crystal magic weapon, and he saw that it was full of brilliance, presenting a very complicated scene. The battle scenes where Lin Feng led the monks of the Chivalrous Alliance to deal with the Earth Spirit Realm, the Demon Realm, and the Big Dipper Seven Demon Generals were all presented in this void in turn.

The monks present were amazed, and they did not dare to venture when the battle had taken place before. He hid it, and now when he sees these scenes, he feels that his heart is full of fighting spirit, and he regrets that he didn't come bravely to fight at that time.

Next, on a moonlit night, the zombie king suddenly rushed out of the palace underground of the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land with many of his subordinates. Even these monks who had been looking at the void illusion could hardly reflect it, they would never have imagined that the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land, which was originally very peaceful and peaceful, actually hid such a strange and terrifying Blood Bamboo Cemetery.

"Hey, the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land shouldn't have used this secret technique in the first place. He originally thought that this would add some foundation to the Wanzhu Holy Land and tide over the difficulties, but he didn't expect it to become the root cause of the fall of the Wanzhu Holy Land. The world is impermanent, and who can predict it in advance?" said the white-bearded monk with a deep sigh.

Such a profound holy place was completely destroyed in one day, which was also a great blow to other sects. They became more and more apprehensive, and hurried back to prepare for the defense.

Only a few monks dared to stay in the ruins of the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land, hoping to find some treasures. Most of the monks left decisively, firstly, to find a way to increase the defenses of their sect, and secondly, it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, and maybe there would be bloody zombies, which would be difficult to deal with.

As for the many turquoise bamboo seas outside the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land, they still exist. This is quite a very powerful defensive array, but this attack came from the most central place. The Gathering Spirit Bamboo Guardian Array had no effect. The cold wind has never stopped, and the vast bamboo sea is constantly churning in this howling wind, just like the waves of the sea.

The former glory has disappeared, and all that remains is endless sorrow and sighs, the death of the ancient holy land. Words are in words. Could it be that in this catastrophe of heaven and earth, the vast majority of the ancient holy lands would end up like this?

After the sun has completely set, night falls, and the night sky is not as dark and deep as it used to be. Instead, it presents a scene of purple-red and dark blue clouds condensing and merging, and there are many huge lightning bolts like pythons rushing and wreaking havoc.

A sharp whistling sound sounded one after another, but it was a lot of meteor showers falling towards all parts of the fairy world.

In fact, this is not an ordinary meteor shower, it will not just be a falling meteorite, but a way to make extraterritorial demons teleport. Inside each meteorite, there is a stronger demon.

"Even if many of our monks worked so hard and destroyed many teleportation arrays, it is really hateful that the demons from outside the territory actually descended in such a way. Could it be that we were once busy destroying the teleportation array, and it was all a futile effort?" Yuwen Tianxiang looked up at the sky and couldn't help frowning.

"It doesn't matter, if the teleportation array is still intact, it will be very efficient to teleport a lot of demons, but now it is only a general meteor meteorite to land some elite demons. ”

Lin Feng smiled indifferently and said, "But they forgot that such a long-distance attack has lost the advantage of geographical advantages. As long as we immortal realm cultivators work together, we will definitely be able to let these arrogant demons return. ”

Everyone agreed, but Yu Jianzun transmitted his voice with his divine sense, and said to Lin Feng alone: "Lord Lin Alliance, I suggest that you don't go to the main support of the various holy lands, now that the Wanzhu Holy Land is still destroyed, it can be seen that the rise and fall of the holy land has its certainty." ”

"Why have you become so passive, Senior Yu Jianzun?" Lin Feng responded.

"Master Lin Mingjian, I'm not negative. It is imperative that we disperse and have strong allies as leaders, and lead some monks into small teams to hunt down the demons that descend with the meteorite meteor in various parts of the fairy world, it will be more efficient, and we will not be so damaged. Yu Jianzun recounted his thoughts.

Lin Feng was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Senior, you are really wise, just do it, this action is more flexible and mobile, as long as we don't fall into such a large-scale battle, we can attack and retreat, and there will not be too much pressure." ”

Therefore, Lin Feng let each monk with very good strength serve as the captain, and led dozens of monks to go freely to find demons and hunt.

The three descendants of the Joyful Holy Land also took their leave, and they really needed to go back and report the details of this battle in the Ten Thousand Bamboo Holy Land to the master.

And Lin Feng didn't bring any of his subordinates, because his strength was strong enough, not to mention that there were many master puppets in the enchantment space of the Xuanluo Bead. Even, Lin Feng can summon many soldiers with the immortal art of sprinkling beans into soldiers.

Lin Feng's deity and clone each went in one direction, so that they could kill more demons. As long as Lin Feng is not as strong as in the previous battle, he will not fall into a life-and-death crisis.

At this moment, a voice came from Lin Feng's division token, but it was an order from Emperor Xuanyuan. (To be continued.) )