A desperate scene was staged deep in the Tianyu Dao Palace.
No matter how many times the enemy is eliminated, they can quickly "respawn".
This speed of rebirth is really incredible. It seems that the creation of twelve peak Hedao realms at one time consumes nothing at all for the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace.
Fang Dingge's hand holding the burner was trembling, and his eyes were red. He desperately wanted to go further, but in the end he had no choice.
Even though everyone has used various immortal weapons, they still cannot break through this last line of defense.
"Only by destroying the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace can it be possible to completely defeat the Twelve Paths. But to destroy the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace, you must first defeat these twelve figures..."
The eyes of everyone in the ten sects were all gloomy.
Just before the oil was about to run out, someone finally spoke: "Master Fang, this can't be done. Let's retreat for now!"
"If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. As long as you can go back alive, there will be hope. If we die here... the Xuanhuang Realm is in danger!"
Fang Dingge is not an indecisive person.
Even though he was too unwilling to do so, he knew that what he was planning today was impossible.
"Go!" he said bitterly.
In the incinerator, there were only a few milky white flames left to open the way. They rushed straight out of the impenetrable Tianyu Dao Palace that had been surrounded by the Taiyuan Realm's defensive monks.
However, it is easy to come and hard to go.
As if they had been ordered to kill them, all the monks on the Taiyuan battlefield began to besiege them.
Like continuous dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun. Regardless of his own life and death, he only hopes that his attack can hit the ten sects and one line.
He was already in a state of exhaustion, and he still had to fight his way out of the heavy siege.
So sacrifice inevitably occurs.
By the time they tried their best to break through the defense line and return to the last territory of the Xuanhuang Realm, most of the raiding party had been killed or injured. Even Jiang Yixing, one of the ten sect leaders, was overwhelmed by the endless undercurrent of monks.
I don’t know my life, death and whereabouts.
The Xuanhuang monks who were fighting on the battlefield naturally saw the way they returned in embarrassment.
It was originally thought that the plan to destroy the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace was successful.
However, after waiting for a long time, no news came. An uneasy feeling began to gradually emerge on the battlefield.
Especially after seeing those Taiyuan monks who were killed return from hell again and charge towards the Xuanhuang defense line again.
The uneasiness in my heart slowly turned into despair.
Even the ten sect leaders can't destroy the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace together, which means that their enemies will never be killed. Is there any need to continue such a war? It's just a waste of death!
Dark emotions breed, spread, and spread.
Devouring the Xuanhuang monks on the battlefield at extremely fast speeds.
Originally, he was holding on with a single breath, but now that the energy was released, the resistance quickly collapsed.
"kill!"
The monks from Taiyuan Realm also took the opportunity to launch a general attack on Xuanhuang's last station.
Seeing the endless enemies swarming up like locusts, Brother Xuanhuang collapsed completely.
"Run away!"
"Go back, I want to go back to the Xuanhuang Realm!"
"Where are the other people in Xuanhuang Realm? Why are we here!"
The Hengkong Golden Lock leading to the Xuanhuang Realm was temporarily hidden by the ten sects, and there was no way out behind them. However, they still instinctively wanted to escape and panicked. In the chaos, there were many who killed each other.
The Taiyuan monks seemed to have received unified orders and were in no hurry to attack the last occupied land.
Instead, it keeps compressing the encirclement.
It seems that they want the surrounded Xuanhuang monks to suffer incomparable despair before they die.
"Master Fang..." Situ Yao, whose face was stained with blood, looked at the Xuanhuang monks who were collapsing and howling around him, with a look of unbearable expression in his eyes.
Fang Dingge opened his mouth, and finally said resolutely: "Although Hengkong Golden Lock cannot be cut off, there is still formation protection in the Xuanhuang Realm..."
"The Taiyuan Realm cannot be breached for a while. We must take this opportunity to discuss countermeasures."
"But..." Everyone already understood what Fang Dingge meant, but they still couldn't accept it psychologically.
"The protective formation must not be closed. Otherwise, it is not this position that will fall, but the entire Xuanhuang Realm. If there are important disciples, you can go and pick them up quickly. You only have to wait for ten breaths..."
In Fang Dingge's cold voice, the shadow of the golden lock in the sky slowly solidified.
Everyone no longer objected, and with a flash of their bodies, they had already gathered all the important disciples from their respective sects.
"Let's go."
After taking one last look at this sad land, they were about to leave.
"Are you going to abandon the hot-blooded Xuanhuang disciples on the battlefield?"
Suddenly a voice sounded, and everyone froze when they heard the words.
"Although I can survive, I won't do it."
The speaker was none other than Li Ping, the recently famous Changqinggu Hedao.
I saw contempt in his eyes as he looked at the ten sect leaders and elites who were about to escape.
He arched his hands, picked up the knife and turned around.
"Where are you going!" Everyone present, namely Jiang Yingyue and Li Fan, were familiar with each other and knew that going back at this time would be a dead end. Although the question was a bit stupid, she still asked hurriedly.
Li Fan didn't look back, he just said coldly: "Kill the enemy!"
Fang Dingge sighed softly: "He is a true righteous man. Let him go."
The figure merged into the golden lock and was already the first to return.
In fact, Fang Dingge's decision was not wrong. As the leaders of the ten sects, they need to return to the Xuanhuang Realm as soon as possible to convey what happened in the Taiyuan Realm. And to deal with the possible counterattack from the Taiyuan Realm as soon as possible.
But the behavior of everyone fleeing in the face of the battle, even disregarding the life and death of other Xuanhuang monks, is very different from Li Fan's brazen death.
They were all so ashamed that they hid their faces and walked away.
Seeing that the elite disciples had the urge to return and follow Li Fan and fight to the death, the ten sect leaders sighed and forcibly took them away before they made a reckless decision.
"This expedition against the Taiyuan Realm is our ten major strategic mistakes. As long as the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace is there, it is impossible to defeat them in the Taiyuan Realm itself."
"But the situation is not completely out of control. The power of Taiyuan's resurrection cannot take effect in the Xuanhuang Realm. Even though we withdraw, they may not dare to attack."
With words to soothe the emotions of his disciples, everyone went through a journey and finally returned to their familiar homeland.
The high-pressure state on the battlefield was instantly released, the huge pressure between life and death, and the guilt of abandoning him. Many emotions suddenly broke out.
Many people cried bitterly on the spot.
However, the crying did not last long, and everyone in the ten sects who returned in embarrassment were shocked by the strange sight above their heads.
The Hengkong Golden Lock, which was originally hidden by the formation, unexpectedly took on a physical form as if out of control.
Throughout the sky.
It's like a crack appearing in the sky of Xuanhuang Realm.
And in this crack, there is a faint light blooming.
A battlefield scene filled with chilling and bloody atmosphere was projected into the sky.
"That's... Taiyuan Realm?"
"How come it appears on the black and yellow sky?"
The people of the ten sects who had survived the disaster were naturally no strangers to the scenery shown in the sky, so they were even more stunned.
Fang Dingge and the ten sect leaders' expressions changed dramatically, and they tried their best to control the Hengkong Golden Lock.
But they found that the floating formation seemed to be ineffective.
I can't control it at all, I can only let this scene unfold.
"Is it the fault of Taiyuan Realm?!"
"Is this a demonstration against us..."
Reminiscent of the previous incident where the Hengkong Golden Lock was solidified in the Taiyuan Realm, and the tragic scene of Xuanhuang disciples being surrounded and killed by Taiyuan monks appeared in the sky at this moment in front of all the creatures in the Xuanhuang Realm.
Everyone in the ten sects had pale faces.
They knew that this matter could no longer be hidden.
It seems that in order to retaliate against the Xuanhuang Realm's aggression, the Taiyuan monks slowed down the siege. It even seemed to torture or tease.
Watching the scenes of Xuanhuang monks dying of grief and anger after trying to struggle to no avail.
In the two worlds of immortality, different emotions began to emerge.
In the Xuanhuang Realm.
"What's going on?"
"Ba Hongyi? That's Ba Hongyi! How could I, the head of the three generations of disciples of the Buddha Sect..."
"That's me, Zhang Yufan of the Qingmu Sect!"
"I also recognize that figure. Senior Brother Wanruohongwan of the Taiyan Sect, I have had a relationship with him. I heard before that he went on an expedition to other worlds to achieve unparalleled feats."
"Aren't they supposed to be killing enemies in the Taiyuan Realm at this moment..."
Soon, the Xuanhuang Realm monks recognized the identity of the victim.
As a result, I became even more panicked, puzzled, and frightened.
The Xuanhuang Realm, which was thought to be powerful in the past, seems to have no power to resist in front of the Taiyuan Realm.
Being teased, toyed with and slaughtered to death.
There are those who are angry, there are those who are extremely sad, and there are those who are unbearably sad.
And among the countless emotions intertwined, suddenly a series of exclamations sounded out one after another.
"Who is that? Faced with the siege of so many people, he is still fighting!"
"Although you are scarred, you are still not defeated?"
Compared to the other Xuanhuang monks who were slaughtered, a figure that looked like a god of war stood out.
Even though he was surrounded by many people, he never gave up hope.
Every time the sword light surges, it will take away the lives of dozens of Taiyuan monks.
This made the Xuanhuang creature, who was originally extremely depressed, couldn't help but secretly cheer.
"It's a pity that I can't hold on for too long."
At the same time, I felt a sense of sadness in my heart.
"The ten sects of Immortal Dao actually retreated like this. Why didn't you save them? Why didn't you save them?"
All living beings in the world feel unworthy of this figure who is still fighting to the death.
Those who looked up at the sky were not only the unsuspecting creatures, but also the monks from the ten sects who had fled back from the Taiyuan world in embarrassment. Looking at Li Fan fighting at this moment, his face felt as if he had been severely whipped with a whip dipped in spicy oil.
generally.
I wish I could rush back to the Taiyuan Realm and fight side by side with Li Fan.
But ideas are ideas.
When they thought about the fact that there were countless creatures in the Taiyuan Realm, they felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts. It was as if their feet were filled with lead, and it was difficult to take even half a step.
After all, all those with real blood and guts have been buried in that battlefield.
Everyone looked up silently and watched the black and yellow hero leave.
I originally thought that he wouldn't last much longer.
After all, there are too many Taiyuan monks around.
But what I didn't expect was that after half a day, Li Fan was still not dead.
Still fighting.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other and began to observe carefully.
"I clearly saw that the monks in the Taiyuan Realm were all attacking him with all their Taoist, magical, magical, and even magic weapons. Why is it that he seems not to have been injured?"
"Could it be an illusion caused by the cross-border spread of light and shadow?"
"No. Wait..."
The disciples of Dao Dao Sect seemed to have thought of something, and they all exclaimed: "Dao Dao is like me?"
"Look at the blazing sword light he cuts out from time to time. It's so powerful. Even if the opponent is in the Hedao realm, it's hard to stand up to him! Even the sky will be cut off by it!"
"When you say that, it's a bit like our Tianjian Sect's [Breaking Sky Sword]?"
"There is also that unpredictable escape method. Even if you are surrounded by many people, you can still do it with ease..."
"It's our Undefeated [Piaomiao Divine Walk]!"
…
At this moment, Li Fan, who was showing off his prowess on the battlefield, used most of the moves from the Ten True Traditions.
How could this not shock them.
Moreover, the magical powers used by Li Fan seem to be stronger than those in the original version.
"Master Fang, what do you think?"
The level of shock in the hearts of the leaders of the ten sects was actually not lower than that of the sect disciples.
Fang Dingge squinted his eyes, looked at the fighting scene in the sky, and sighed.
"I have heard before that this person has made breakthroughs in life-and-death battles several times, and he is a natural conqueror. I was a little unconvinced at first and thought it was a bit exaggerated. Now it seems that it is true."
"In a short period of time, not only have you mastered all the secrets we have taught you, but you have also deduced them one step further? What kind of talent is this?"
All the leaders of the ten sects were eclipsed.
Everyone's thoughts went blank for a while and they fell into silence.
After a long time, someone just sighed: "It's a pity that such a genius should perish on that battlefield."
"If we give him some more time, it might not be impossible..."
"Perhaps we can organize our forces to rescue him? One such true genius is worth dozens of others!"
"But we had planned to take him back. He didn't want to." Fang Dingge's words silenced everyone.
They were all speechless and could only see the final performance in the sky.
No matter how talented the performance is, it will eventually come to an end.
Although Li Ping is very strong, the Taiyuan monks cannot kill them all.
No matter how many people are slaughtered, after a while, they will quickly come from the depths of the Taiyuan Realm.
After being heavily besieged and desperately killing the enemy for three days and three nights, Li Ping seemed to have finally reached his limit.
The figure is no longer agile, and the sword light is no longer sharp.
His movements also became slower and slower.
Even the absorptive properties of Dao Rumei are slowly beginning to fail.
Wounds appeared constantly on the body and blood spurted out.
Under the gaze of countless creatures from both worlds, the body of this black and yellow God of War slowly froze.
However, he still didn't fall down and kept his body upright.
One person, facing countless Taiyuan monks in front of him.
For this powerful monk, the Taiyuan community also expressed full respect.
He did not attack again, but silently waited for his death.
Li Fan's body remained motionless for a long time.
Just when everyone thought he was dead.
But he suddenly raised his head again.
A strange aura began to emerge from his body.
The projection on the black and yellow sky screen produced inexplicable distorted ripples.