The chaos caused by Yu Qi'er and Zuo Qing in the Valley of the Heavenly Mountain Medicine King was quickly noticed by the Western Turtle Demon King.

The three of them fled to the south with the purple electric Nine Dragons, but they had not yet moved away from the Tianshan Realm, when a demonic wind suddenly appeared, and Qi Qi'er's mind was suddenly confused, and she almost planted the treasure map, and Zuo Qing was also terrified when she hugged Mi Li.

Accompanied by the demon wind, a rickety old man blocked the way of the three of them, the rickety old man stepped on a golden chessboard, carried a huge turtle shell on his back, held a cane in his hand, stood out of thin air, saw that his figure was rickety, thin and withered, even thinner than Yi Wuregret, the two mustaches on his mouth were as white as frost, and the two little green eyes were particularly terrifying, even if they were dozens of feet apart, they could feel the murderous spirit spreading.

The rickety old man smiled slightly, regardless of Qi Qi'er, he looked directly at Zuo Qing and asked, "You are Zuo Qing?"

As soon as Zuo Qing saw that the other party was prepared, he stabilized his mind, stared at his eyes, neither humble nor arrogant, and replied: "I am." ”

Two green lights shot out of the rickety old man's eyes, as if this light could kill people, Yu Qi'er didn't dare to look directly, and avoided the old man's gaze sideways, Zuo Qing's eyes were round, facing the old man's gaze, and his eyes did not blink to look at him.

The old man said: "It's really powerful, it's this kind of spiritual power, even the powerhouses of the Immortal Secret Realm are just like that." ”

When Zuo Qing and the old man looked at each other, his hair stood on end, his spirit was highly concentrated, and a force rushed straight from his spine to his mind, stimulating his limbs, as if once he relaxed, his body was as fragile as sifting chaff, but if he tightened a string, the tall building would not collapse, so Zuo Qing's eyes were bloodshot, and he never gave in at all, his eyes were blazing, and he looked at the old man.

The old man's mustache trembled slightly, and he giggled, his smile, the cold wind was biting, piercing the heart and lungs, Zuo Qing continued to maintain concentration, and Yu Qi'er tried to avoid direct confrontation with the old man's mental power.

Suddenly, Yu Qi'er sensed a trace of powerful power, and she shouted: "It's not good, he's immortal!"

Yu Qi'er was also suppressed by the old man's mental power, so he was sluggish, in fact, the old man had already released the strength of the immortal realm, and it was only after a long time that Yu Qi'er came to his senses. The immortal realm is called a real person, and as for the Taiji realm and the selfless realm, they are all trivial in front of the immortal realm.

"Am I going to die here with my brother today?" said Qi Er, thinking to herself.

The red sun is falling, and another day has passed.

At the same time, the bright moon showed half of its face from the far east, and the silver light illuminated the night.

"Ba Zhuxi, you Wang Ba Jingxiu is going to be rampant!"

The sword is a good sword, the name of the Xuanling, and the murderous spirit is awe-inspiring.

People, but cold, ragged, thin and withered.

The person who came was Yi Wuregret, one of the four elders of the Spirit Sword Sect of Qianling Mountain, and the uncle of Zuo Qing and Yu Qi'er.

And the rickety old man on the opposite side is as Yi Wuregret said, it is Ba Zhuxi, the national teacher of Wanbei Snow Frontier, and he is also the West Turtle Demon King, one of the nine demon kings of the demon clan.

The West Turtle Demon King didn't put Yi Wuregret in his eyes, and looked at Yi Wuregret with slanted green eyes, "Phew, why does this old man look so cold!"

Yi Wuregret scolded back: "Bah, blah, you old turtle is so ugly!"

The West Turtle Demon King scolded, "Bah, you're as naughty as your grandfather!"

Yi Wuregret got serious, didn't bother to scold him, held the Xuanling Sword in his hand, and said: "Yu Gong, you are the culprit and the initiator, Yu Zhi, you chase and kill my disciples, and kill innocents indiscriminately." For public and private, I can't spare you today. ”

The turtle said disdainfully: "It's up to you, a handful of old dried fish?"

"And, of course, us. While speaking, Wang Zhongyun, Yu Sangyang, and Li Shangxing rushed at the same time.

The four elders of Qianling gathered in the Tianshan Mountains and surrounded the West Turtle in it.

The West Turtle Demon King looked at the four old men, and said with a smile: "Hehe, although you Wang Zhongyun have cultivated into a growth realm, it's a pity that it's only a primordial realm, and you are still far from it in front of me! ”

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!" Wang Zhongyun showed the Heavenly Spirit Sword, Yu Sangyang showed the Earth Spirit Sword, and Li Shangxing showed the Yellow Spirit Sword, which happened to form a four-spirit sword formation with the Xuanling Sword that Yi Wuregret could.

Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the night sky was once again covered with a layer of haze, blocking the moonlight.

At the moment when the bright moon disappeared into the clouds, Zuo Qing clearly saw that the full moon had completely turned a blood-red, but it was soon submerged behind the dark clouds and was invisible.

No one noticed, and at this time, the night sky, behind the dark clouds, was exactly that: the blood moon volley.

Today, it's June 15.

The West Turtle Demon King knew the power of the Four Spirit Sword Formation, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, showing his immortal strength, and his demonic aura was full of heaven. Wang Zhongyun held the Heavenly Spirit Sword, and he also showed the strength of immortality, and his mana was boundless. Under the night sky, on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, a great battle, but see:

The haze fills the wilderness, and the sword aura is wild. Heaven and earth Xuanhuang four spirit swords, vertical and horizontal Mo a chessboard. There are sixty-four sword intent in the wilderness, and there are countless stripes of Xuanwu oracle bones. Thousands of mountains and trees fall and flowers are broken, and thousands of miles of avalanches and eagles fly. Leisurely and swinging, miserable and miserable, the dark and dark, the evil rain cleanses the world. Sometimes there is a shocking explosion, the gods are terrified, sometimes there is silence everywhere, and a hundred beasts are dormant. is the so-called: the blood moon volleys people do not sleep, and the heavenly fire descends to the world and the immortals die.

Yu Qi'er took Zuo Qing and Mi Li to a distance to hide, and watched this epic battle in a safer place, and there were no more than ten people in the entire world in the Immortal Realm, so the duel between such strong people would probably be difficult to see.

On this night, the first to feel the front line of the Tianshan Mountains were the disciples of various sects, under the leadership of the sect heads, they controlled the magic weapon and were faster, but they were not too concerned about the resistance to the demon clan and the Snow Frontier Alliance, but put more energy on saving the victims.

Early the next morning, the battle between the immortal powerhouses was not over. Although only Wang Zhongyun is immortal among the four elders of Qianling, with the blessing of the four spirit sword arrays, the four spirit swords have been brought into full play, trapping the West Turtle Demon King with the power of the four people. The West Turtle Demon King had no choice but to show his true body of Xuanwu, with a huge size, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and the wind and thunder were rolling in his gestures, and the advantages of the four elders of Qianling were gone.

In the daytime, a small part of Zou Jieguo's soldiers and civilians had rushed to the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, and the moment they met with the alliance of the Snow Frontier Demon Clan, a bloody battle began.

The alliance army of the demon clan in the snow frontier mainly advanced to the south through three places, and the easternmost army was mainly the demon clan's army, advancing from the pass of Cangyun Mountain, and the disciples of Weijimen and the nearby soldiers and civilians jointly resisted, and the demon clan failed to enter Zou Jie country by half a step. In the westernmost part of the country, the combined forces of Xuejiang and the Demon Clan crossed the Zhongtian Mountain from the western section of Tianshan Mountain, and met with the soldiers and civilians of Zou Jieguo near Baishi Town and Liangwang Road. In the middle part, it is not only near the Yaowang Valley, which is the eastern side of the Middle Tianshan Mountain, but also the junction of the Tianshan Mountain Range and the Shenfu Desert, where the Demon Clan and the Snow Frontier Alliance crossed the Tianshan Mountain, and all the villagers of the Yaowang Valley were killed.

It was not until the evening, as the combined military and civilian forces of Zou Jieguo continued to pour towards the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, that Zou Jieguo's vanguard troops gradually turned from a disadvantage to an advantage, and after several fierce battles, they finally retreated the combined forces of the Xuejiang Demon Clan to the Middle Tianshan Mountain.

But the battle between the vanguard troops has already killed and injured countless people, the Tianshan Mountain Range has become a hell on earth, the blood has dyed the entire Tianshan Mountain red, and the murderous aura is permeated among the grass and trees, and everyone is glaring, ready to die at any time.

It's night again, and the sky is raining bright red blood, and the sky and the earth are bleak.

Miliam fainted several times because of excessive grief, but fortunately, Zuo Qing was always by his side, and finally got better in the evening.

After the blood rain, the dark clouds dispersed, but the sky was dark, Zuo Qing still wanted to observe the blood moon, but it was gone, calculate the time, the day of hope, the moon should have climbed up to the east sky, but there was nothing in the night sky, not even the stars, Zuo Qing watched intently, searched, and vaguely found that there was a trace of black circles in the eastern sky, the outline was extremely similar to the bright moon, and then look carefully, it was the bright moon.

Zuo Qing carefully reflected on the changes of the moon these days, since the battle of Lucheng, a layer of green smoke has floated on the moon, at first it was only like a lock of hair hanging down the edges, then covering a third, and then it turned blood red again, and last night the entire moon turned into a blood moon. And today, the blood moon has become a black moon again, as dark as the bottom of a pot, like the eyes of the sky, bottomless.

Is the change of the moon related to this war? Is it related to the rampant smoke? Zuo Qing was puzzled. But he looked at the changes in the current battlefield, the people in distress, and the lives of the people, and couldn't help but think about how good it would be if the soul realm could do it again, and he could participate in this war with the Condor Sword in his hand.

The battle between the four elders of Qianling and the West Turtle Demon King has not stopped, both sides have used magic weapons and tricks, this battle has reached the point where mortals and even ordinary monks cannot watch the battle, the golden chessboard of the West Turtle Demon King was smashed, and Yu Sangyang's earth spirit sword also slipped into the dust, but Yu Sangyang created countless laws between heaven and earth with the method of runes, and the five of them could only continue to jump between countless laws. Li Shangxing was also seriously injured, and Yu Sangyang dealt with the Western Turtle Demon King while treating his junior brother. Yi Wuregret holds a sword in one hand, and sometimes uses the lost fan to fight with the West Turtle. Wang Zhongyun made the Heavenly Spirit Sword run and rolled, and the mana confronted the West Turtle head-on. However, the four elders of Qianling still can't help the West Turtle Demon King.

Xue Zhulian, the leader of Wanbei Snow Frontier and the city lord of Pegasus City, personally led a large army to the Tianshan Battlefield to command the battle of a million-strong army.

Feng Qiuyao, Lu Qifeng, Ming Xiaofang, Han Shuo, Zhou Dongliang, and other members of the Zou Jieguo Presbyterian Church were both national leaders and army leaders, and all of them went to the front line in person and rushed to the Tianshan Mountains overnight.

Although it was a small-scale encounter of the vanguard troops before, it has been a fierce battle, and the blood is flowing like a river, and now, both sides are millions of people facing the Tianshan Mountains, once the war starts, the lives will be ruined, and at least half of the lives will die.

However, the arrow was on the bow and had to be sent.

Zou Jieguo has no way to retreat, there is a wilting smoke in the west and constantly encroaching, the sea in the south is blocked by the Iron Eagle Country, the east is the wavy Shenfu River, and the north is facing the invasion of the Wanbei Snow Frontier and the Demon Clan Alliance, live or die, in this battle.

For the people of Wanbei Snow Frontier, it is everyone's dream to set foot in the south and get rid of the cold ice and snow, even if there is no provocation from the demon clan, even if the son of the city lord Xue Zhulian does not die in the south, this day, this battle, will eventually come.

The countless soldiers and civilians in the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains are like two huge clouds, once they meet, they will release infinite lightning.

Now, the two clouds are close enough that there is only one fuse missing.

This fuse is a lightning bolt.

The lightning lit up on the snowy plateau of Wanbei Snow Frontier, illuminating the entire snow sea, above Wanbei Snow Frontier, the night was like day, as if a fire dragon rose from the ground, the light blue flame, beautiful and mad, warm and cold, and then, there was another fire dragon as if falling from the sky, two, three...... Countless fire dragons crisscrossed from the horizontal, shuttling and jumping at the northernmost tip of the Wanbei Snow Frontier.

Exactly: the fire of heaven descended on the world.

"What's that?

"Wilting smoke. ”

Zou Jieguo's military and civilians know that the wilting smoke is the flame that explodes when the wilting smoke meets the fire, but is the wilting smoke not in the west? How can it appear in the Wanbei Snow Frontier? That is the northernmost part of the mainland?

But the people of Xuejiang didn't know that the smoke was rampant, and Snow Candle Lotus and the leaders of various tribes also saw the fire and said angrily: "Southern untouchables, use evil magic to destroy my homeland, this revenge will be avenged!"

"Revenge, revenge, revenge!"

All the tribes in the snow frontier have red eyes, vowing to return blood for blood and tooth for tooth.

Before you know it, it's another dawn.

Because of the confrontation, there was no skirmish between the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, but an unusually calm, and the calm before the big battle was even more terrifying.

The sun hung red like blood above the eastern sky, and the moon had not yet set in the western sky, and in the bleak sunlight, the pitch-black appearance seemed to be coated with a heavy layer of lead.

What a heavy picture of "the sun and the moon shine together".