Chapter 163 Please ask Fudao Sword Master to take action!
Hearing Di Xie’s words, Gu An could only sigh.
Escape to the ocean?
What a joke!
Gu An didn't know Di Xie's mentality, but he felt that after the Eight Dynasties human race was wiped out, the next ones to suffer would be the demons.
Previous legends prove this. When the earth is filled with demons, powerful monks will come.
Use people to feed monsters, use monsters to feed people?
If you transform it, it will no longer be a fratricidal war, but the Holy Land will still be worshiped by both races.
Gu An and Di Xie chatted one after another. His eyes did not leave the patchwork platform, and he was also weighing whether to take action.
After all, he is still some time away from the ten-million-year lifespan mark.
If he breaks through now, he will definitely be able to break through to the big realm, but he wants to activate the next lifespan function.
He was afraid that his actions would aggravate the process of the demon catastrophe.
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Dajiang Dynasty, this is the northernmost country in the Land of Eight Dynasties, with high mountains and ridges all over the land, and various wonders are famous all over the world.
With the land of monsters at their back, the living environment for the monks of the Jiang Dynasty was even more difficult. It was because of this that the strongest dynasty was created.
In the north, mountains overlap, and heavy snow covers the sky. The majestic snow and fog make the mountains looming, like the back of a real dragon. The atmosphere is spectacular, and it is like a heaven-made wall that separates the heaven and the earth in two.
On a mountain, Lu Lingjun was meditating on a huge rock. His spiritual energy vibrated, making the snow and fog around him unable to get close, forming wisps of white smoke rising up.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked towards the horizon.
There were still undulating mountains ahead, and there was a faint light of fire at the end of the world. The flying snow could not completely cover it. From time to time, strong winds blew towards Lu Lingjun.
The terrifying demonic aura of the six-headed dragon shrouded the entire world, making even Lu Lingjun and the Bai Ling Demon Emperor on her shoulders feel uneasy.
"What on earth is he waiting for?" Demon Emperor Bai Ling asked in a low voice.
Lu Lingjun looked calm and said: "It may have something to do with the mountain god. After all, a Mahayana monk died at the hands of the mountain god."
"Will the mountain god take action? There are so many demons in the north. This disaster is definitely not comparable to that of the Epiphyllum Sect. No matter how you look at it, both the human race will die." Demon Emperor Bai Ling muttered.
It is also a monster, so naturally it will not stand on the side of the human race. It hopes that Lu Lingjun can evacuate this land of right and wrong.
Lu Lingjun was silent, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.
Demon Emperor Bai Ling couldn't help but advise: "Lord Ling, why not go south? Maybe the ocean is not that dangerous."
Lu Lingjun said quietly: "Do you still remember that when I broke through, the Taixuan Sect monks raided the formation for me?"
When Bai Ling Demon Emperor heard this, he opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything.
It knows Lu Lingjun too well.
If Lu Lingjun wasn't such a loyal person, how could it follow him?
The snake head of Bai Ling Demon Emperor fell, and he said in a dull voice: "Then let's see if the mountain god is powerful. By the way, there is also a Fudao Sword Master in Taixuan Sect. He should be able to take action."
Groan——
A high-pitched dragon roar came, shaking the earth and the earth. A fishy wind mixed with flying snow came, and even the mountains under Lu Lingjun trembled.
Thousands of miles away.
The war is raging, the earth is scorched black, magma is flowing in the devastation on the surface, and fire is floating between the sky and the earth. Mountains have been bulldozed, leaving huge holes in the mountains. Countless monks are suspended in the air, and all kinds of magnificent The formation spread across the sky.
The earth is divided into two by a bottomless crack. Human monks are casting spells on one side, while the other side is full of demons and ghosts. They are crowded together on the edge of the cliff, all with ferocious faces, and roars and roars come and go. A piece of heaven and earth transformed into purgatory.
A terrifying giant monster stood behind the endless monsters. His body towered into the clouds, covered with heavy black armor. There were sharp fangs on the shoulder helmet, like mountain peaks. There were heads hanging on his belt, all of them. The head of the big monster.
His body was like a human being, reaching a height of thousands of feet, with his neck submerged in the clouds. Six dragon heads were looming in the clouds, and his pairs of scarlet eyes seemed to be the eyes of a demon peering into the world from the abyss, which made people frightened to see him.
He is the six-headed dragon, the unparalleled demon who is powerful in the land of demons!
On his shoulder, there was a figure surrounded by dark demonic aura. It was very small, with only the head of a goat showing, and its eyes as bright red as blood beads.
"Your Majesty, it seems that there are no Mahayana monks in the human race, and the so-called mountain god does not dare to cause trouble." The goat-headed demon said, and his voice penetrated into the ears of the six-headed dragon.
Hearing this, a terrifying coercion erupted, causing the demons in front to flee in panic, making way for the six-headed dragon.
In front of the six-headed dragon, which is as huge as a giant mountain, most demons are as small as ants.
As the six-headed dragons stepped forward, ghost energy rose up, forming countless graceful female ghosts with bewitching faces. They surrounded the six-headed dragons, and their laughter gathered together, making the monks in the distance feel fascinated. a feeling of.
"The six-headed dragon is coming!"
A man in gray robes, as tall as a bear, shouted angrily, his voice like thunder, resounding throughout the world.
Liang Canghai, the leader of the Cangtian Sect, flew to the formation. He raised the long sword in his hand and shouted angrily: "Disciples of the Cangtian Sect, listen to the order, take the elixir, and fight to the death!"
After the words fell, the millions of Cangtian Sect disciples behind them took out the elixir without hesitation. It was a dark brown elixir. After the monks took it, their spiritual power surged, blood energy escaped from the whole body, and veins popped up on their faces. His eyes were wide open and even more bloodshot.
The leaders of other sects issued orders one after another, all with the attitude of fighting to the death, and the same was true for Taixuan Sect.
Ancestor Xuanquan flew across the battlefield and flew to the cliff. He held a fly whisk and drew talismans with one hand. The talismans drawn by spiritual power appeared in front of him, lined up in a row.
More and more great monks in the Xuanxin Realm flew to the sky above the cliff that isolated the battlefield, and together they faced the six-headed dragon that was about to cross the cliff.
The sword mad Han Ming is also in the Yu Dynasty's position, preparing to fight to the death.
Lu Lingjun came stepping on a hundred-foot-long white python. She held a sword in both hands with unparalleled courage and no fear in her eyes. "It seems that the human race has no Mahayana. If so, it should become the food circle of the demon race!"
The cold voices of the six dragon heads echoed in the world, and then, the six terrifying dragon heads screamed in unison, shaking the heaven and the earth.
The dragon roars gathered together and spread very far, towards the land of Eight Dynasties.
The war breaks out again!
But this time, the approach of the six-headed dragon heralds the official beginning of the demon calamity!
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Taixuanmen, the outer gate of the city.
When the dragon's roar came from the distance, the flying snow between the sky and the earth seemed to have stopped, and hundreds of thousands of disciples on the sky-bending platform all opened their eyes.
The face of Gu Zong, who was sitting in the middle, changed drastically, and his eyes were full of worry.
The disciples in various streets and mansions in the city were also disturbed. Even if they couldn't see the situation in the north, they were frightened just by hearing the sound.
What kind of shocking monster could have such a terrifying roar?
Even the Fangyao Valley outside the outer gate was alarmed.
Xuan Valley, on the top of the mountain.
Gu An and Chu Jingfeng stood side by side, looking north together, the wind and snow blowing their robes.
When Chu Jingfeng heard the dragon roars of the six dragons, he couldn't help but frown. He asked, "Master of the Valley, do you think Taixuan Sect can survive this disaster this time?"
While watching the battle with his spiritual consciousness, Gu An said: "Of course it is possible. I believe in Taixuan Sect and the world of immortality we live in."
When the six-headed dragon crossed the canyon, a mysterious aura emerged from the Eight Dynasties, heading towards the north.
It’s not just the land of Eight Dynasties!
Even the ocean in the south has a strong aura!
At this moment, Gu An felt the heritage of the Eight Dynasties human race, which was accumulated over the past ten thousand years.
There are always people who go to the ocean in search of immortality, but there are always people who miss their homeland even if they are in a foreign land.
Gu An's left hand touched the double heart ring on his right hand. In fact, he didn't need this ring to feel Lu Lingjun's danger.
Even with a long-range attack, Lu Lingjun was still seriously injured. The six-headed dragon was too powerful. Its offensive destroyed the heaven and earth, forcing the entire human race to retreat continuously.
"It's a pity that I am a useless person now, otherwise I would have participated in the war, even if I died on the battlefield." Chu Jingfeng sighed.
Gu An patted Chu Jingfeng's shoulder and said: "How can you be a useless person? As long as people are alive, there is still hope. You can turn your current unwillingness into motivation. Maybe in the future, Taixuan Sect will need you to save it." , then, you will be the hero of Taixuanmen, I hope I can see that day in my lifetime. "
Chu Jingfeng couldn't help turning his head to look at him and asked, "Do you really think I can do it?"
Gu An smiled and said: "That's natural, Brother Chu, you are the pride of heaven in my eyes. You can definitely do what I can't do."
The pride of heaven?
Chu Jingfeng was in a daze, looking at Gu An's smile, a surge of strength surged in his heart.
Gu An has been encouraging him these years.
If there was even the slightest bit of hypocrisy, it would not have lasted to this day.
This shows that Gu An is really looking forward to him!
“Please take action, Fudao Sword Master!”
Gu Zong's hoarse shouts came from the distance, and a gust of wind and snow rushed towards the two of them.
Before Chu Jingfeng could say anything, shouts rang out again in the distance. They were the shouts of hundreds of thousands of monks, speaking in unison, and not even the sound of wind and snow could cover it up.
"Please take action, Sword Master Fudao!"
"Please take action, Sword Master Fudao!"
The sound became louder and louder as more and more people joined in.
Chu Jingfeng sighed: "I'm not sure whether I can become a hero in the future, but now, Sword Master Fudao is the hero of Taixuan Sect."
distance.
Inside the outer gate city.
On the Tianbu Platform, hundreds of thousands of disciples were sitting in meditation, shouting at the top of their lungs. Even the disciples on the streets began to shout along, begging the Sword Master Fu Dao to take action.
Gu Zong, who was screaming, seemed to feel something and couldn't help but lower his head. He saw his sword trembling, as if he wanted to unsheath it.
He took off the sword, not only him, but also other disciples, some even took out their own swords from their storage bags.
On the street, a disciple coming and going stopped. They looked at the sword on their waist or in their hands in astonishment.
Everyone's sword blades were trembling, and they felt a huge sword intent envelope them.
Could it be...
A bold guess emerged in the minds of the Taixuanmen monks.
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