Seeing the words of the girl in the red dress, Lin Xie didn't know what to say for a while, and was a little ...... Selfless.

It's like saving the world on his own, and Lin Xie thinks he can't do such a thing.

Lin Xie looked into the distance and formally observed this battlefield.

This battlefield is located in the ancient battlefield, that is, to the west of the red moon, which is adjacent to the Royal Soul Sea, and you can quickly reach other places in Qianzhou by sea.

The base camp of the Heavenly Evil Sect is located in this Imperial Soul Sea.

He understood that with his ability to quench his body for nine turns, even if he had a ten-rank sword qi, in this kind of decisive battle with a million-strong army, he was probably just an ant.

In the second level, the task given by the Zonglong Sword Master was to survive for three days, and now as long as you hold on for two more days, you can clear the level.

It's just that Lin Xie knows that the last two days are especially not easy.

If nothing else, more than ninety percent of the sword cultivators in the Hanging Sword Mountain will be killed in battle in the last two days, and as for the sword cultivators who have nine turns and nine changes, they are just cannon fodder in this decisive battle.

"Master Zi said that you have made meritorious service before, and you can not participate in the decisive battle in the next two days. ”

The girl in the red dress gritted her teeth and said, she knew that Lord Zi's instructions were to protect Lin Xie, but the character of these sword cultivators in Hanging Sword Mountain was a little strange, you said that he didn't let him sacrifice indifferently, he was red-eyed and wanted to rush forward......

Quenching the Body Realm Qi Transformation Realm to attack the Yin and Yang of the Purple Mansion, I am afraid that only the people of the Hanging Sword Mountain in the Nine Sects can do it.

Lin Xie glanced deeply at the girl in the red dress, and closed her eyes gently, he was thinking, what could he do for Hanging Sword Mountain in the last two days......

But with his cultivation of the quenching realm, what can he do?

Scout?

In the decisive battle of millions of monks, the scouts have no effect, and the top combat power of both sides has been laid out on the surface.

According to the record of this battle three hundred years later, after the war, most of the strong men of the Blood Sect of the Heavenly Evil Sect died in battle, and the rest fled to the Imperial Soul Sea, and have not been seen since.

Ninety percent of the monks of Hanging Sword Mountain died in battle.

Lin Xie quickly smiled bitterly, he couldn't do anything, and suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood, this appearance frightened the girl in the red dress.

"If you survive this decisive battle, what should I call you?

Lin Xie looked at the alluring face of the girl in the red dress in front of him, and there was a warm smile on her pale face.

Girl in Red Dress: "......"

"You look like you're a few years old with me, why do you call me...... Such a strange title? I ...... Do you look old?"

Suddenly, the face of the girl in the red dress changed, frost condensed on her beautiful jade face, and she raised a palm and slapped it on Lin Xie's chest, and when the latter was caught off guard, she directly slapped the latter out.

Lin Xie's eyes were blurred, and he only felt fragmented in his body, he flew out, and the girl in the red dress flew out with a roar, and eagerly stretched out her jade hand to hold his face, only to see Lin Xie cough and say, "Are the fairy sisters of Hanging Sword Mountain so violent?"

This change of words to senior sister made the girl in the red dress blush, and quickly let him go.

"Jiang Yu, go!"

In the sky, the figure of the Purple Mansion Sword Xiu appeared, beckoned, and the girl in the red dress went away, before leaving, she looked at Lin Xie and waved her hand to say goodbye.

As for the corpse outside the wooden house, Zifu Jian Xiu just glanced at it and took a deep breath without saying a word.

As an injured person, Lin Xie was not taken away to fight by the Purple Mansion Sword Cultivator, and he also felt that it might be because he had not stepped into the Qi Change......

Shaking his head and not thinking about this, Lin Xie tried to calm down in distress, and it didn't take long for him to calm down.

After all, it is a fantasy, and the end of the battlefield is already doomed, even if they and others appear and change the individual flow of the streams that converge to the long river of fate, but the ending of the long river has already been decided.

In that case, let's go and experience this war for yourself.

Lin Xie straightened his mentality and clearly realized that he was just an ant and a spectator on this battlefield.

In a latent way, in the following two days, sometimes from a distance, sometimes at a close distance, he watched the sword slender sword of the Yin and Yang of the Purple Mansion of the Hanging Sword Mountain, and won the battle against the sky.

In this large-scale cultivation war, Lin Xie saw with his own eyes a thousand-zhang Void Building Ship coming across the sky, and the building ship was three floors high, and on each floor stood the Hanging Sword Mountain Sword Cultivator.

There were hundreds of Yuan Extinguishing Cannons on the ship, constantly bombarding the Blood Sect warriors on the battlefield.

Thousands of Void Mansion ships appeared, carrying 100,000 Hanging Sword Mountain monks, which were the elite of Hanging Sword Mountain.

In the Blood Sect camp, there are blood-colored giant ships coming slowly from afar At first, this kind of giant ship was just a small black spot, but after the small black dots became more and more close to the battlefield, there were hundreds of such giant ships.

It's just that this blood-colored giant ship, a single volume is twice the size of the Hanging Sword Mountain Void Building ship, there are thousands of Blood Sect monks standing on the deck, and there are dense giant cannons on the ship's tower.

A pole flag was on the giant ships on both sides, dancing wildly in the wind.

Lin Xie lay on his stomach in the grass, like an outsider, watching the artillery fire in the sky, and all kinds of monks fighting and falling, falling from the sky.

This kind of war even spread to the sea, and the huge ships from the Blood Sect galloped on the sea, and the huge cannons on the ships bombarded the Hanging Sword Mountain monks in the sky and on the ground.

One by one, the Void Buildings burned into flames, and immediately fell, and the blood-colored giant ships were destroyed one by one.

One by one, the disciples of Hanging Sword Mountain who were alive fell on the battlefield, and the closest disciple who died in battle to Lin Xie was only ten zhang away.

Lin Xie took a deep breath and understood more deeply that this was a cultivation war known as a catastrophe, and no one could avoid it in the catastrophe.

Time flew by, and the three days that the Sect Dragon Sword Master had said were soon the last hour.

In the end, Lin Xie saw that after the millions of sword cultivators on the Hanging Sword Mountain died in battle, a sword cultivator who reversed yin and yang at will appeared, his hands were together, the sword in his eyes flashed, and an incomparably wide sword weapon rose to the sky, and was held in the hand of this sword cultivator with a huge size gap like a mountain.

"Zhenzong Sword Weapon, Hanging Mountain!"

Lin Xie exclaimed, and under this exclamation, he inadvertently found Jiang Yu, the owner of the Golden Flag, and the owner of the Silver Flag, who were also lurking in the grass in the distance, and as for the other nearly 100 disciples, they were all gone.

When Lin Xie was thinking like this, he suddenly felt a prickly gaze, and he saw a hidden area, and the mysterious black-robed man and Tie Tu inadvertently swept towards him with a cold gaze.

Lin Xie also stared coldly at the black-robed combination of people, and no longer looked at them, but mainly focused on the tall and thin sword cultivator who was the only one standing in the sky.

"I am the tenth generation of the Hanging Sword Mountain Sect Master Sword Wushen, this sword is my Hanging Sword Mountain Town Sect sword weapon, and it has blessed my sect for thousands of years. In just a few thousand years, there have been no less than a million monks of the two sects of the Blood Evil Sect who have drunk this sword!"

"Today, this sword will annihilate all the Demon Sect cultivators!"

Sword Wushen's face was cold, and with a swing of this sword, an unprecedented void storm suddenly condensed violently, and the soul-destroying wind that surged from all directions was all condensed by this sword!

The devastating sword intent turned into a domain, enveloping the battlefield below, and flames burned one after another, and the whole person of the sword godless quickly turned into a burning man.

"Burning the sword! The sword is godless, and the sword must feed the sword with his body!"

Lin Xie exclaimed, only to see that in the sky, as the fire burning on Jian Wushen's body became more and more terrifying, the aura of the Hanging Mountain Sword he held became more and more devastating!

"You are crazy, the sword is godless, you can obviously step into the soul infant and become a half-immortal in the world!"

There was fear in the eyes of the Blood Sect powerhouse.

The sword godless was silent, and as the sword intent in his body became stronger and stronger, until it reached the point of destroying the void, this sword finally fell.

A terrifying kendo storm swept across the battlefield, enveloping the battlefield in darkness of destruction.

The power of slaying souls is about to destroy the battlefield, the sky and the earth are dark, as if the end of the world, and the bodies of the forest evil people have become illusory......

Lin Xie, who had always been careful, calculated the time and found that there was still the last pillar of incense time before the three days that the Dragon Sword Master said.

It turned out that this was the final test.

Lin Xie clenched his teeth and tried to summon all the energy he could use to protect himself, but it was a pity that his means were too low.

At the moment when he was about to be destroyed, the crystal purple sword light that swept through the center of his eyebrows burst out with a burst of bewitching brilliance, condensing into a blood-colored sword shadow guarding Lin Xie's side, protecting his three souls and seven spirits and flesh mortals.

When the Destruction Storm shattered the entire battlefield, Lin Xie still existed intact, but he couldn't open his eyes because of the storm, and he didn't witness this shocking scene with his own eyes.

Soon, the time for a pillar of incense came, and Lin Xie found out that he was the only one who really persevered to the end, because Jiang Yu and the others had already broken out of this world in advance, or quit the illusion.

And before he was in a trance and was about to exit the illusion, he saw an incomparably terrifying scene, after destroying the entire battlefield, the incomparably wide Zhenzong Sword Hanging Mountain actually broke into two halves, and fell heroically to the land of Akatsuki.