Blood, the ground was covered with dazzling bright red blood, dyeing the entire square on the top of the mountain red. The corpses of fellow sects were lying everywhere. There were fresh disciples, Yuan Ying master uncles, and even the elders of the sect's transformation gods.
Everyone was lying on the ground with their eyes wide open, as if they had seen something amazing before they died, and they had lost their breath.
The whole family was wiped out.
He felt his whole body go cold instantly, his mind went blank, and he looked at the purgatory-like scene in front of him in disbelief.
"Huh? There's one more." Suddenly a voice as cold as ice sounded above his head before he could even raise his head.
A huge pressure that was too overwhelming to resist instantly fell on him. His feet gave way, and his whole body was immediately stuck on the ground full of blood. His internal organs were instantly broken, the meridians were severed, and the golden elixir was crushed to pieces.
When he opened his mouth, blood spurted out. He couldn't move at all, and he could only let the cultivation level drain from his body like blood at a very fast speed.
"Huh, just an ant." The voice sounded again, with a condescending tone, and gradually faded away.
The little brother used up the last of his strength to raise his head and look over there, only to see a white figure flying towards the sky, with the glow flowing around him like a dream.
That's... fairy energy!
They are actually immortals! Why? Why do immortals want to destroy all of them?!
He was filled with questions, but he had no chance to solve them. His life began to drain away, and his eyesight became darker and darker.
Suddenly a familiar shadow appeared in his sight.
"Brother? Brother, are you okay?"
This voice is...
"Shen..." Miss Shen, why is she back? There was no time to be surprised. The next moment something was suddenly stuffed into his mouth. He felt his whole body warm up, the blood stopped immediately, and his body regained some strength.
"what happens?"
Only then did he realize what he was doing, and he tried desperately to push her away and said, "Let's go! Quick, get out of here! That person... is not from this world."
"Have you been here before?" Her face suddenly darkened and she stood up immediately, "When did you leave and where did you go?"
"It should be in the direction of Yintian City." Seeing that she was about to chase him, he immediately wanted to stop her and said, "Miss Shen, you...can't beat him, leave quickly..."
The person in front of me has disappeared.
"Don't go, run away!" He suddenly became more desperate, "That's a fairy..."
Before he finished speaking, a white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and with a bang, a person suddenly fell in front of him. He was dressed in white like snow, with immortal energy still remaining around him. It was the immortal who flew away just now, but at this moment he was already gone.
Just like everyone on the ground... they have no breath.
"Brother, how are you? Are you still alive?" Shen Ying tilted her head and squatted next to him again.
"..."
She thought for a while, then suddenly pulled out a white plant from her feet and picked a lot of white flowers.
"Chichichichichi..." The plant screamed a few times in frustration.
"I'll stew you if I make any more noise."
The plants are silent.
She handed him the flowers and said, "You will feel better if you eat these. I am in a hurry and will leave first."
"Ah...oh."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and headed towards Yintian City.
The younger brother's heart suddenly warmed up, and he couldn't help but ask, "I wonder which sect your senior comes from?"
The other party was stunned for a moment, then turned around and replied, "Oh, I am the leader of the Invincible Sect." After thinking for a while, he added, "If you are free, go and notify the other immortal sects and ask them to take refuge in the demon world first."
After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared again.
Only then did the little brother look away and took a look at the flower in his hand that was full of energy. The head of the Invincible Sect, she is the number one sword cultivator?!
(⊙o⊙)
It turns out that her real name is Yiqing!
A firefly not far away.
Ah chirp...
Do you always feel that you have suffered something?
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Xuanyuan family.
The whole city is desolate, the city defense formation has been broken down, broken walls are everywhere, the originally clean and tidy ground has been dyed red, and there are damaged monks' bodies everywhere. In good conditions, half of the corpses can be seen.
, most of them have no bones left.
The Immortal City, which was originally the most prosperous, is now like a dead city. The only popular place is in front of the Xuanyuan Family Head Palace. Xuanyuan Yu and several Immortals desperately held up the defensive formation. Inside the formation were hundreds of surviving people in the city.
Disciples and citizens.
Yi Qing stood outside the formation alone with a sword. His body was covered with bloodstains, but he still stood upright without giving in, looking up at the sky.
There were six people standing in the air, all dressed in white, with fairy aura surrounding them and full of glow. They looked down contemptuously, with no fluctuation in their eyes, as if they were looking at a group of dead things. Except for one immortal at the front.
He frowned and looked down at Yi Qing angrily. He covered his arm with one hand. Red liquid was continuously leaking from his fingertips. He was obviously injured.
"I really didn't expect that this time an incredible sword cultivator appeared in this world. He could actually break through the body-protecting immortal energy." One person said with a hint of teasing, "Yan Yu, you have capsized in the gutter this time.
"
The injured immortal's face darkened, and he looked at Yi Qing with an even more angry look. He sneered and said, "Humph, it's just that he broke through the body-protecting immortal energy. How can a little monk be able to beat me?"
?”
As he spoke, the pressure of the Golden Immortal all over his body was released downwards. Yiqing's face darkened, and he used his sword to support himself to stabilize his body. A trace of sweetness flashed across the corner of his mouth. Behind him, Xuanyuan Yu was holding up the formation.
Others vomited blood directly, and even the formation was on the verge of collapse.
Yiqing could feel how strong these immortals were, even incomparable to the five people who were in the Ascension Tower. The strength of these people was almost overwhelming. He tried his best, but he could only break through that
A person's body-protecting immortal energy, and it was still in a one-on-one situation, and the other people did not take action.
"It's just a bunch of ants. You guys are too slow." The person on the far right urged with an impatient expression, "Okay, stop playing. Just kill them. You have to go to other places to clean them up!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to cast a spell, and suddenly his whole body was filled with immortal energy, and he was about to attack everyone.
An immortal standing at the back suddenly changed his expression, stepped forward with some urgency, grabbed him and said, "Slow down!"
"Luan Xu, why are you stopping me?" The man turned back and glared at him somewhat unhappily.
Luan Xu was stunned for a moment, something flashed in his eyes, he smiled for a moment and said, "Fellow Immortal, I'll be here once in a while, so don't be so anxious, right?"
"Aren't you in a hurry?" The man snorted coldly, "The Lord ordered me to clean up this world within three hours. Why do you want to disobey me?"
"No... of course not." Luan Xu froze for a moment, and glanced at the people below him from the corner of his eye, "I just think that there are just a few mortals who don't need you, a fairy, to do it yourself. Leave such small things to us.
Just the Golden Immortal will do."
"You?" He sneered, "It's been almost a quarter of an hour, and Yan Yu can't even take down an ant that hasn't ascended. It's a waste of time to leave it to you bunch of trash. Sure enough, the Golden Immortal is the Golden Immortal, and it's useless at all.
No."
"You..." Yan Yu's face turned red with anger, as if he wanted to get angry, but he didn't know what he thought of, so he endured it.
The man snorted softly and raised his hand again to cast a spell, but was still blocked by Luan Xu, "Wait a minute!"
"Luan Xu, what's going on with you today?" The man's face darkened and he was already angry. He thought of something and glanced at him suspiciously, "Speaking of which, you were the one who just suggested that Yan Yu take action alone.
You saw that these people are also alchemy cultivators and wanted to let them go, right?"
"I didn't!" he retorted immediately.
The man glanced at him and snorted coldly, "It's better not to have any! Don't forget the Lord's instructions just because you were born. No one in this world can be left behind."
"Of course not." He twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the man below. "I just think that this sword cultivator is an eyesore. He dares to block me and hurt Immortal Yan Yu. I really want to see where he is.
If you don’t have the courage, why don’t you leave it to me like this?”
After saying that, without waiting for the other party to reply, he rushed towards him with his sword in hand, as if he couldn't wait to show his loyalty.
Yi Qing once again felt the immortal pressure coming towards his face. He clenched the sword in his hand and mobilized the spiritual energy in his body. Just as he was about to fight hard, a low voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Attack my right waist, use the teleportation talisman, and let's go!"