Demon Realm, the outpost of the Xiuzhen Realm - Crimson Fortress.

On a meteorite with an area of about one million square kilometers, a small fortress was built, forming a huge magic circle. The power of the will of the Heavenly Dao that is channeled to the cultivation realm is projected here. After hundreds of years of immersion, the millions of square kilometers centered on the fortress have slowly changed towards the nature of the cultivation realm.

This is an outpost established by the Xuanzhen sect at the forefront, and about 300,000 monks and Taoist soldiers are stationed.

From 30 billion years ago to the present, the Xiuzhen Realm and the Demon Realm have won and lost each other, but in the past 10,000 years, the Demon Realm has been at a disadvantage, allowing the Xiuzhen Realm to enter the Demon Realm to establish outposts, and transforming tens of millions of square kilometers of land into the Xiuzhen Realm.

Due to the different cosmic rules of the Demon Realm and the Cultivation Realm, the demon army has a home advantage here, while the monks are passive here and are rejected by the Heavenly Dao of the Demon Realm. The power of a set of spells is often reduced by 30%. As a result, the loss rate of the monks remained high.

Rumble!

Several more flying ships broke through the barrier between the Demon Realm and the Xiuzhen Realm and came to the Demon Realm outpost. It was followed by hundreds of giant ships, which were large ships used by the Xiuzhen Realm to transport, generally used to transport large troops and supplies.

With a loud roar, the flying star ship slowly fell to the ground. A group of monks with Taoist soldiers waited in front early, with a stern expression. It seems that the characters who came this time are not small.

From the flying ship at the head, a group of monks walked down, and two of the nuns, like the sun and the bright moon, stood in the crowd. It's like the stars and the moon.

"We welcome the young master!"

After meeting the two nuns. Respectfully the monks who are standing. All of them were half-kneeling on the ground.

The female cultivator at the head is naturally the young master of the Xuanzhen faction, Hong Ying, and the one standing on the side knows that it is Baguio. Originally, the three-hundred-year period had arrived, and according to the decree of the Dao government, Hong Ying could go back with a group of monks to recuperate and prepare for the next Dao Demon War.

It's just that the Xuanzhen Sect, as an emerging sect, is not very profound, so it will be in jeopardy on the battlefield of Dao Demons. And in order to keep the Xuanzhen faction's stronghold in the demon world, Hong Ying had to resolutely go to the battlefield and fight hard for the Xuanzhen faction.

Baguio had already reached the Soul Infant Realm two hundred years ago. A hundred years ago, he arrived in the Heavenly Soul Realm, and this time the Dao Demon War naturally followed in the footsteps of Senior Sister Hongying and came to the front line of the Dao Demon War.

Standing on the gangway, looking at the monks and Taoist soldiers below, although everyone was neatly dressed, their faces were a little tired. There were many new faces in the crowd, and many old ones were missing.

Surrounded by everyone, Hongying slowly stepped forward. A young monk walked up to Hong Ying quickly, clasped his hands into fists and said, "Crimson Fortress Staff Officer Liyu has seen the young master!"

Hong Ying's bright eyes turned, looked at his resolute and somewhat delicate face, and asked, "Where is your master!?"

Liyu listened. showed a gloomy look: "Master...... Master, his old man has died in battle!"

After Hongying heard this, she didn't say anything more. He just slowly stepped into the fortress in front of him. The expression is cold, without any emotion. The whole person seems to be a cold machine. It's not that she's ruthless, it's just that the long war has made her accustomed to life and death.

In addition, the monk's temperament was indifferent, so there was nothing to shake her mind.

As soon as Hong Ying stepped into the headquarters, several staff officers stepped forward to introduce the battle situation to her. However, Xuandong, the real commander of this fortress, was sitting on the sidelines, closing his eyes and concentrating as if he was cultivating. Obviously, he didn't care about Hongying taking away his command.

In fact, Xuandong is one of the few Mingshen Realm monks in the Xuanzhen Sect. Only when there are some extremely critical moments will he make a move. The rest of the time, he handed over his affairs to Hongying to deal with. This is not only to make himself more focused on kendo, but also to experience Hongying.

As a young master of a sect, he will have to face many things in the future. The things in the fortress were just enough to hone him.

At this moment, the alarm in the fortress suddenly sounded.

In the distant sky, hundreds of demon realm insect chrysalis appeared. From the chrysalis there was a sharp magic sound, and if a person with a weak mind heard it, he would definitely be disturbed by this magic sound. Finally, the soul is out of the body.

Needless to say, the monks under his command have all opened the defensive array one by one. All kinds of spells, thrown out as if they didn't want money.

And the Demon Realm is the same, immediately assembled into a large array.

Rumble!

A dark ball blasted through the kick of the defensive array, and countless demon soldiers flew out of the chrysalis and rushed into the interior of the array. Wantonly destroying the contents inside, not giving the monks any chance to repair the Great Array.

And the monks also decisively gathered a large army to fight back.

For a moment, the colorful energy at the front of the fortress surged, as gorgeous as fireworks. But the people present did not have the slightest happy look, looked at the water mirror one by one, and bit their thin lips.

Oh!

Suddenly, a huge dragon groan was heard in the void. The ground under his feet was shaken, and he opened his eyes when he was sitting on the side and entered the cave, revealing a bit of solemnity in his eyes.

As a monk of the Ming God Realm, he naturally felt something.

Through the virtual image of the water mirror, I saw that in the void, a huge three-headed evil dragon was pulling a chariot and slowly driving towards here, with an inexplicable momentum.

Boom! Boom!

A stream of black liquid erupted from the dragon's mouth and landed on the front position. For a moment, countless demon soldiers and monks screamed. In a black liquid, it turns into a piece of liquid.

"Hahahaha!"

The young man on the dragon cart held the halberd in his hand high and laughed loudly. All this crazy laughter, on his evil and demonic face, seemed unusually harmonious, and produced a different kind of charm.

When Hong Ying saw that person, Gu Jing Bubo's face also showed a touch of melancholy. Then he turned his head and glanced at Xuandong, but Xuandong was not in his seat at this time.

"Rush! take this fortress for Lone!"

Tens of thousands of demon soldiers followed and rushed into the fortress with the shouts of the young man. Seeing this scene, Hong Ying couldn't help but draw her long sword and lead her subordinates to rush to the front line.

"Jin Yuan Kendo, Ten Thousand Wind Kill!"

The roar of the cave erupted in mid-air, and the sonorous sword roared, with the killing intent of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the sound was like thunder. A violent hurricane suddenly appeared in the void, and countless wind blades were hidden in it.

Among the five elements, the gold lord kills, and the sword cultivation is even more famous for its sharpness, and the momentum that erupts at this time is even more fierce and decisive, which is extraordinary.

"Canglong breaks the sky!"

Seeing this, the young man just laughed, his eyes full of contempt. With the finger of his halberd, a huge black water dragon met the storm in front of him.

Rumble!

The water dragon collided with the storm, and from a distance, it looked like a column of water connecting heaven and earth. With a loud whistling sound, countless pieces of broken ice fell from the sky, with a powerful impact, attacking everyone on the battlefield without distinguishing between friend and foe.

"Jin Yuan Kendo, Tempest Demon Sword!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and there was a sharp sword roar, as if it was thunder, with righteousness. The blade shattered the air, whipping up a strong storm current, forming a giant air dragon.

He opened his huge mouth and roared to swallow the young man in front of him.

Seeing this, the young man showed a sneering look in the corner of his eyes: "Nine dragons cover the sea!"

With a wave of the halberd, a surging tide of water gushed out from the halberd, as if it were a tsunami, and formed several huge dragon heads, wantonly devouring the lives on the battlefield.

"Death Palm!"

A man in black rushed out of the water, and one slashed out, and his palm contained infinite dead energy, which caught Xuandong off guard and was slapped on the chest.

"Poof!"

Xuandong spat blood and fell from the air, and the strong dead qi ate away at the dead qi in Xuandong's body little by little, not giving him any chance to recover.

"Uncle Shi!"

After seeing that Xuandong was injured, Hongying hurriedly rushed forward and caught Xuandong.

Xuandong looked at the black-clothed man in the air, and there was a dark hatred in his eyes. The demonic energy that came out of the man in black had reached the level of the demon lord.

When the young man saw that the Xuandong had been knocked down, he already knew in his heart that the last bit of resistance to this fortress had been wiped out, and he immediately shouted: "Rush with me! Slaughter this fortress!"

The demons below also responded, all shouting and rushing inward. And the monks of the Xuanzhen Sect, after seeing the Xuandong being knocked down, their morale also dropped.

The three-headed demon dragon pulled the dragon cart and moved forward quickly.

The young man sat on the dragon cart and watched the killing below, his heart full of satisfaction. Suddenly, in the next moment. A giant foot fell from the sky and trampled the dragon cart to pieces.

This change was just an instant, and everyone was stunned.

"Prince Longming!"

The man in black in mid-air exclaimed after seeing this scene.

In the distant sky, a large number of meteors appeared, and if you look closely, it turned out to be the army of the Daofu.

As soon as they saw the reinforcements coming, the morale of the monks below rose again.

But the demon army did not show any decline, but became more intense, and the entire battlefield suddenly became a mess. Because the demon soldiers below all know that once Prince Longming dies, the Sea Covering Demon King behind him will not let them go. Even if they returned, they would not escape death, so they had to fight the battlefield one by one. At least you don't have to die completely on the battlefield, only leave the natal bead back, but there will be a glimmer of life.

Rumble!

The army behind rushed over, and countless spells poured down.

The man in black roared, transformed into a giant dragon tortoise, and charged towards the fleet. The hard tortoise shell blocked the spells of the army, and rushed towards the army without fear of death. (To be continued......)