The demonic mist was rolling, and thousands of demons rushed to the mountain gate of the Zhan Shan Sect one after another.

The corpses of the Zhan Lonely Sect were all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river.

The few remaining sect elders led their disciples to gather in front of the sect, looking at the demon clan who had already attacked halfway up the mountain, and clenched the weapons in their hands.

"Buy time for the sect master!" An elder at the peak of the Jindan Realm rushed into the sky and fought with the two demon masters.

"You two stay, I'll go support the front line. Another elder of the late stage of Jindan said to the only two remaining disciples beside him, and then led a group of men and horses to rush down the mountain.

"Bang!" the elder in the sky was defeated by four hands, and was knocked into a mountain. One of the demon lords turned into a black line and rushed into the mountain, pulling the elder out and piercing his chest with a palm.

"Poof!" the elder squirted blood from the Demon Lord's face, and then laughed and detonated his own golden pill.

The demon lord roared out of the blood mist, losing only an arm and half of his shoulder. He opened his mouth and took a deep breath of blood mist, and the billowing blood qi merged into a river of blood that he swallowed into his mouth, his shoulders and arms healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Elder Song!" the elder who had just driven down the mountain screamed miserably, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said to the disciples behind him with his long knife, "Kill!"

A magic spear came through the space, like a black lightning bolt, flying thousands of meters with him, directly nailing him to a mountain peak.

"Master!" A man and a woman standing in front of the mountain burst into tears and wept silently.

"Zhen Immortal Monument, give it to me!" In front of the immortal monument, the three elders and the old sect master shouted in unison and carried the immortal monument.

"Poof!poof!poof!" A rain of gunshots fell, and the weeping man and woman were shot into two puddles of flesh.

"Brush, brush!"

One after another, two elders were shot and flew into the palace in the distance.

The three demon lords laughed contemptuously, and slapped their palms on the immortal monument together, and the immortal monument sank down, and the remaining elder was half-kneeling on the ground, and a crack spread from his shoulder.

"Sect Master, I can't accompany you......" The elder slapped his chest violently, shook out a golden pill, and threw it into the sky with all his might.

The three demon lords dodged the storm, staring at him with gloomy eyes and slowly sliding to the ground, no longer moving.

"Get up!" The old sect master carrying the stele took off the immortal stele from his shoulder, kicked it at the bottom of the stele, and kicked it into the sky, and the clothes on his upper body suddenly shattered into fragments, revealing a body of bronze muscles.

"Drink!" The old sect master grabbed the corner of the immortal monument, used it as a brick, and slapped it on the three demon masters. One of them was overwhelmed and was directly torn apart, and the other two were also shot into the mountain peak, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

He didn't stop, he burned the Yuan Shen and rushed down the mountain, and when he met the characters of the Xuan Demon and the Demon Ancestor level, he directly tore it with his bare hands, and when he met the Demon Lord, he used the Zhenxian Tablet to fight, knocked them over, and beat the demon clan all the way down the mountain.

"Hurry up and leave the last seeds for the Zhan Lin Sect. I'll stop them!" the old sect master once again walked with the immortal tablet on his shoulder, blocking in front of a dozen or so disciples.

"Sect Master, we have to live and die with the sect!"

"It is incumbent upon you to destroy the demons!"

"I'd rather die in battle than retreat!"

......

"Stupid! Are you going to let my Zhan Shan Sect completely wipe out? Get out of here!" A bloody qi erupted from the main body of the old sect, shaking everyone back thousands of meters away, carrying the immortal monument and setting out on the road alone.

The two disciples burst into tears, got up and left. There are still more than a dozen people who are unwilling to retreat, standing in place to block the demons that the sect master has missed, and buying time for the fleeing fellow sect.

"Hmph, just a few little bugs, where do you want to escape?" A demon lord crawled out of the ruins, went up into the air, and waved purple light at the few disciples who remained, and they were immediately slashed in half, and the rolling corpses were drowned by the energy that followed.

"Ah!" The old sect master strode forward with the immortal monument on his shoulder, killing all the way forward, and the demon clan suffered heavy losses, and for a time there was a rout.

"What are you running for? He is at the end of his crossbow, and when he finishes burning the primordial spirit, he will surely die. Give it all to me!" A demon lord took out his weapon and killed the old sect master, and several other demon lords who arrived one after another also joined the battle circle and besieged him together.

The old sect master panted and carried the immortal monument, fought with several demon masters, and after exchanging injuries for injuries and killing the two demon masters, the oil finally ran out.

He glanced back at the fleeing disciples, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and without hesitation, he sacrificed the immortal monument, and shouted angrily, "Today, I will leave you demon cubs here!

The old sect master who burned the primordial god gathered all the last energy on the primordial god above his head, and hit the Zhenxian monument headlong.

"Boom!"

A huge crack appeared on the Zhenxian stele, and the stele spirit responded to the old sect master's wishes and collided with his immortal body. The explosion covering hundreds of miles swept through the universe, the energy waves spread out in circles, and thousands of demons died.

"Run, run!" After resisting for a while, several demon lords fled into the distance with panicked expressions, thinking for thousands of miles.

However, the shattered fragments of the immortal tablet were like maggots on tarsal bones, and the hard-hit immortal spirit exuded its last divine thoughts, controlling the fragments of the immortal monument, and also severely damaged the several demon lords.

As for the demons in the vicinity of nearly a hundred miles, they were also razed to the ground along with the holy mountain that was affected by the explosion, and they were wiped out in ashes.

Since then, the broken Zhenxian Monument has disappeared and has been buried for countless years, and the spirit of the stele has also fallen into a deep sleep and has been silent for more than 2,000 years.

......

The air is steaming, and the colorful glow is flying.

With the restoration of the integrity of the stele, the Zhenxian stele gradually recovered.

In the immortal light, the figures of the immortals imprinted their own comprehension on the stele, forming the Great Dao inscription. Those ancient words that reveal the true meaning of the avenue are shining, as if heaven and earth are the truth, suppressing a sky.

"Boom!"

The main hall in the backyard of Yanfu was overwhelmed by endless aura, and the spiritual spring rushed into the sky like a fountain, moistening the Zhenxian Monument.

All the monks in Linzhou climbed to the heights or flew into the sky to watch from afar.

When he was young, several faint and powerful mysterious auras appeared in the sky, and they were obviously monks from the Jindan Realm.

Yan Zhen also looked at the Zhenxian Monument in the sky, with this monument, Linzhou is expected to rise.

Suddenly, a monk in the sky couldn't resist the temptation, and stretched out a big hand to grab the Zhenxian Monument.

"Hmph!" The old man of the Jindan Realm, who had been in charge of secretly guarding the Yan Marks, appeared and slapped the man.

"Hey, it's you!" the person who was beaten back snorted and stopped making a move, "Such an artifact is enough to affect the luck of a state, do you want to monopolize it?"

"Haha, this immortal tablet is a thing with a master, and it's not your turn to come here to talk nonsense. The old man of the Jindan Realm closed his sleeves and stood quietly in the air, waiting for the further recovery of the Zhenxian Monument.

Yan Zhen looked up for a while, and said to the few stunned demon clan leaders around him, "Why don't you hurry up and comprehend?"