In the eastern sky under the empty moon and sunset, auspicious colors suddenly rise into the sky, the rainbow is like a arrow, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are bright...
In the sudden haze, an old man came out of the sky like a banished immortal to the dust. The old man stepped on auspicious clouds and was clothed in rays of light. On the periphery of the auspicious clouds, there were faint waves of light flowing, like clouds floating on the sea.
, there are sparkling waves, covering the clouds and reflecting the moon, full of aura.
The appearance of this old man did not cause much turmoil, because at present, the practitioners in the east and west realms had officially opened fire.
Millions of people are fighting, and the scene is very spectacular. Magical weapons, talismans, evil monsters, strange beasts, ghosts, devil fetuses, puppets and all kinds of extraordinary artifacts are all flying through the air, coming and going.
, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like a big net, covering the sky in the east, and a terrible storm, rolling up everything in the world and gathering it together, it was a chaotic scene that is difficult to describe.
Therefore, most people did not see the old man's appearance. Even if he was glowing with light, there was still a certain gap compared with the light blooming from millions of objects in the sky at the same time.
In addition, the old man did not overwhelm the audience with his tyrannical momentum, so he was easily ignored.
But there were also a very small number of monks from the Eastern Region who saw the old man arriving. His condescending demeanor, majestic demeanor, and far-sighted gaze all showed that the old man was extraordinary.
"It's Dean Du, Dean Du is here..."
At the rear of the eastern camp, many practitioners who had broken their heads but had not squeezed into the center of the battlefield recognized the old man's identity at a glance. He was none other than Du Mingli.
Behind Du Mingli, there were more than a dozen rainbow lights following, but most of them did not follow, but dispersed after entering Pingtian Ridge.
The current scene on the Pingtian Ridge battlefield is very chaotic. If someone deliberately hides his aura and waits for an attack, even a true master will not be able to recognize it unless someone pays special attention.
Yue Xiao is one of those very few people.
Sitting behind the rock, he could have seen the overall situation. It was not until the old man appeared that he withdrew his attention and turned his attention to the immortal-like old man.
In his eyes, there was a faint hatred like original sin. From the time the old man appeared to when he flew to a large mountain behind Pingtian Ridge and settled on a mountain, Yue Xiao's eyes never strayed from the old man's position.
"Du Mingli, we meet again..."
The so-called Yue Xiao was none other than Feng Jueyu. He used the word Xiaoyue to appear in the East Territory under a pseudonym, just to hide in the East Territory camp and take care of the overall situation.
As for why he did this, it was not to lure the old man who caught him into taking the bait.
In fact, despite the fact that Yu Lian had already sealed all the acupoints in his body, his strength was far superior to that of Yu Lian. The former's methods could not trap his cultivation, which was comparable to the Supreme Realm.
As the saying goes, knowing the enemy and being victorious in every battle, he knew everything about the situation in the western border, but he didn't know anything about the situation in the eastern border, so he came here.
Watching Du Mingli flying overhead, Feng Jueyu's hatred gradually increased. In the forest of wind and fire, the scene where Du Mingli refused to listen to his explanation and ruthlessly pushed him into the realm of disorder appeared again.
The scene in his memory gave him a strong desire to kill Du Mingli.
This murderous intention, despite exerting great control, still escaped from the body a little, and it happened to be noticed by Du Mingli, who had extremely keen perception.
Above the auspicious clouds, there were thousands of auspicious colors, and a strange wave appeared on Du Mingli's serious and cold face. He looked down subconsciously, and almost met Feng Jueyu's eyes. Fortunately, there were too many people nearby, many
The man was rushing forward desperately, his cry of killing shocked the whole world, and the waves of divine power rolled like a tide, just in time to block him.
Upon seeing this, Feng Jueyu quickly stopped his murderous thoughts, lowered his head, and sat quietly under the rocks to keep calm.
Du Mingli scanned the mountains with his eyes, but did not find the presence of Feng Jueyu. Although the latter did not change his appearance, there were too many cultivators around, and many of them were also murderous and prepared to find the cultivators from the Western Region.
Risking one's life and exuding a strong fighting spirit.
The intention to fight, the intention to kill, and the intention to kill generally give people similar feelings. They are both very aggressive and violent emotions. There were too many people at the scene and the killing intention was endless, so he was covered up.
"Calm down, the show hasn't started yet. Let him fight with that barbarian from the Ancient Man Mountains for a while." Feng Jueyu secretly told himself that at the critical moment, he should not act on impulse. After preparing for so long, he must not be the one who takes the lead first.
bird.
Sure enough, Du Mingli couldn't find him, and probably never thought he was still alive.
After a while, Du Mingli came to the east side of Pingtian Ridge and stopped about a mile away.
The unidentified divine rainbows following him had dispersed in the chaos and reached unknown locations. However, the battle between the east and west realms was still going on in full swing, and was becoming more and more intense.
Throughout the night, all the best masters from both sides came out, killing each other in darkness and darkness.
At the scene of the decisive battle, after a whole night of killing, too many people died. The Fifteen Heavens Sect in the West, the various factions in the East, and the experts invited by both sides, no one was spared. The vast majority of people were killed by the enemy.
It ended dismally under the claws and sharp weapons of others, but no one cared about it.
At this time, even the famous brave people and powerful people in the world are just like ordinary people. Even if they live for tens of millions of years, they will only have one life after all. If they die, they will die. They will become the past and will never recover.
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Of course, in addition to those who died, there were also many escapees whose bodies were killed and whose souls escaped. Most of these people were not spared. Even if their souls escaped, they were still caught up.
They were killed, but some of them didn't know where to escape. Some people even directly found a dead flesh fetus to seize the body.
After all, you only have one life, and it doesn't matter if you really die. If it disappears, you won't fall into reincarnation and miss this life.
Therefore, the entire Pingtian Ridge scene was very chaotic, with all kinds of curses, conquests, provocations, and fighting sounds coming and going one after another. It was deafening, like thunder rolling from the sky, and the sound of thousands of drums beating. It was so lively.
Feng Jueyu sat there and watched the whole night. Even though he was used to seeing big scenes, he couldn't help but be frightened.
"This is much more brutal than the massacre of tens of thousands of people in the chaotic world. Kill, kill as many people as possible, so that Xiaoyue Sect and Tianfang can feel more relaxed."
Anyone's mentality will change when they truly participate in the war. In the past, Feng Jueyu still had some compassion for others. In front of him, he could not stand some people who were not really evil, but were really evil.
He was determined to kill, but now, everything has changed.
Judging from the current situation, any compassion or kindness is useless. There are only strong and weak, victory and defeat, life and death in the battle.
Taking into account the overall situation, a woman's kindness is poison and a deadly weapon.
While waiting and watching, he focused on the northwest direction of the battlefield, where Xiaoyue Sect and Tianfang fought, and those who were hostile to Xiaoyue Sect and Tianfang were Wuhua Island Beifeng Academy and Shanhai Martial Arts Academy, which were affiliated to the east.
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Luo Linlou seemed to regard the Xiaoyue Sect as a formidable enemy, and had been leading several of his disciples to fight against the Xiaoyue Sect, not caring how much hatred the fifteen sects in the Western Region had against him.
The masters of Shanhai Martial Arts Academy, such as Ru Lin, also have their own elites, Qingyan Palace, Purple Sword Altar... and so on. Not only are they not inferior to Xiaoyue Sixth Palace, but they are also slightly superior in skills.
Under such an urgent situation, the number of casualties on both sides was also increasing, which made Feng Jueyu feel pain in his heart.
Sadly, for the sake of the overall situation, he can't show up yet.
What's more, Xiaoyue Sect and Tianfang are both Tianzong who have been in the core area for hundreds of years. Their sect has accumulated a lot of reputation, but although there are many masters in Tianzong, there are only a few people who can hold up the main pillars.
This includes Nie Renkuang, Xiang Potian, etc. After all, their cultivation time is still very short, and they cannot compete with Qixia giants such as Shanhai Academy and Splendid Paradise. Even the fifteen sects in the West and the various schools in the East
There is no way to compare with other factions, and it is precisely because of this that more experience and more dangers are needed to squeeze them and let them discover greater potential.
Being born in the cultivation world, one must go through hardships and hardships, and go through the test of life and death. Otherwise, if one blindly uses the strong to protect him, he will never be able to grow.
Having experienced the world of disorder, Feng Jueyu, who has been wallowing in the sea of fire for many years, knows very well that what the Xiaoyue Sect lacks now is the power to stand alone, but after all, it is too young, too young to stand firm in the world.
At the top of the world, it must go through hardships and grow, so that one day it can break through the void and ascend, or it can still be proud of the world after being dissolved.
It can be said that Xiaoyue Sect and Tianfang are lacking in everything now. Wealth, resources, and connections have all reached a point where they can keep pace with Shanhai Academy and Splendid Land. What they need is top-notch masters to form a team.
This is a powerful, perfect, powerful and endless inheritance, so that no one will ever dare to provoke the descendants of Xiaoyue Sect.
Fight, fight, give full play to your strength and tell the world that you are the strongest existence in the world.
Feng Jueyu secretly encouraged Xiaoyue Sect. At the same time, his eyes wandered around the battlefield, looking for those terrible enemies hiding in the dark, ready to jump out and deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.
The scene of the anxious decisive battle was grand in scale and extremely violent. Located in the northwest of Pingtian Ridge, more than 100,000 people from Xiaoyue and Tianfang headquarters participated in this terrible internal battle. At this moment, the strong Xiaoyue
They all came out, from the most powerful killing god, to the Second Master Nie Xiang, to Huang Tianjue, Fan Wudou, Guangxiao Zhenren, Wu Yingxue, Shangguan Ruomeng, Li Tong'er, Yi Bingyan, Sima Ruyu, Lin
Lie, Wei Xu...etc., etc., as long as they are strong men whose cultivation is above the Chengdao realm, almost all of them have left the protection of the sect and become murderous weapons on the battlefield.