Immortals are restricted by rules and cannot take action in battles in Xuanyuan Realm.
In the process of climbing the Babel Tower, Gong Shantie, who had been waiting for a long time, volunteered to rush to the front.
In addition to the crazy soldiers in the tower, there are also monsters that Yuchi Yanhong collected from who knows where.
During the process of climbing the Tower of Babel, the resistance inside the tower was indeed not weak, but it was still not enough in front of the lineup of heroes.
In order to save as much time as possible, Lu Xiao and others took turns fighting and almost never stopped while climbing the tower.
The Tower of Babel, built in imitation of the Tower of Babel, has 10 floors. The floor area at the bottom is larger, and the floor area becomes smaller as you climb higher.
When entering the last floor near the top of the tower, the hairs on Lu Xiao's body suddenly stood up because of his keen senses.
Gu Yuesheng also opened his narrow red phoenix eyes, and the faint smile that had been hanging on his face gradually disappeared.
"He Ran, do you still remember this breath?"
"Um."
Ran Weng nodded solemnly: "The aura of the Western Demons, I didn't expect to be able to feel this disgusting demonic aura within the Chinese enchantment."
"Tsk!"
Fairy Zhong smacked her lips in displeasure: "It would be great if we could take action. It would be a shame for a guy like this to take refuge in the Western Demon Clan. I really want to kill her with my own hands."
Gu Yuesheng shook his folding fan again and turned his eyes to Lu Xiao and Yong Zhen who were fighting in front.
"Leave it to them. Our era is over. I believe these young people with potential can successfully solve the crisis facing China."
When a group of people were about to enter the top floor of Tongtian Tower, Yu Wentuo came from the distance of Heluo Plain at high speed. Before he could get off his horse, he saw a large number of corpses scattered inside and outside the tower.
Yuwen Tuo got off his horse, walked up to a civilian husband who was still staring at death, and checked his fatal injuries.
"Sword wound."
"Judging from the condition of the wound, it should have been caused by a military-style battle sword."
Once again, he walked up to a Sui soldier with ferocious eyes after his death to check. Yuwen Tuo frowned and said, "Something's wrong. There was something wrong with the mental state of these soldiers when they died. They were probably controlled by someone."
"boom!"
The vague roar coming from the upper floors of the Babel Tower aroused his idea.
"Is there a war? We must hurry up."
…
"boom!"
The transformed high-level wood spell Jungle Dou Fanxing created a large number of spiritual branches in front of Lu Xiao and others, barely blocking the black energy ball spit out by the strange monster opposite.
The branches manifested by the wood spiritual power were severely eroded. Gong Shantie hurriedly dispersed the spell, and everyone saw the strange monster with vigilance.
It was a humanoid monster with a dark body, six hands and two faces.
The face on the head was vaguely human-like, it was Dugu Ningke's maid, the thousand-year-old vixen Wei Chi Yanhong.
At this time, Yuchi Yanhong's overall shape no longer looked like a human being. A face with a ferocious mouth grew out of her abdomen. Just standing nearby could feel the extremely uncomfortable demonic energy.
"Well..."
Chen Fu, who was defenseless, was struck by the demonic energy, and his face suddenly turned pale. Gu Yuesheng, who was also standing behind, took action to protect him in time.
"Chen Fu, stand behind us."
Gu Yuesheng changed his hand gestures to form a defensive array to protect Chen Fu who had no fighting ability.
Chen Fu took a deep breath: "Thank you, immortal."
Yuchi Yanhong, who turned into a deformed monster, did not completely lose her mind. She laughed wildly and waved six hands while using spells with different attributes to attack Lu Xiao and others.
"It was you who killed the princess! It was you who destroyed me and my little dream!"
"Why is it that the human race is the leader of all spirits! Why can we, the demon race, have to hide outside the scope of the human race's activities and live in an ignoble existence!"
After eating the Satan Fruit, Yuchi Yanhong gained the power of the devil Satan in a short period of time. Even Lu Xiao and Gong Shantie did not dare to resist her attack.
Zhang Lie relied on the Pangu Ax to banish Yuchi Yanhong's attacks into different spaces many times, but the attack frequency of the giant ax was far inferior to that of Yuchi Yanhong, who had six hands, and he gradually began to be unable to keep up with the rhythm.
"The princess promised us that once the Western Demon Clan takes over China, we Demon Clan will have the right to live on an equal footing with the Human Race!"
"And all this..."
Yuchi Yanhong waved her six hands angrily, and the dark spells from outside the territory were aimed at Lu Xiao, who was standing in the first place.
"Everything was ruined by you!"
"Boom!"
At the critical moment, Lu Xiao used the absolute defense of the time and space barrier to block Yuchi Yanhong's attack.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Yuchi Yanhong's magic power is endless, and she uses powerful spells one after another in a very short period of time regardless of her body's ability to withstand it.
While Lu Xiao maintained an absolute defensive barrier, all of Yuchi Yanhong's attacks passed by the stripped space and time, unable to cause any harm to Lu Xiao.
However, time and space itself forms a defense by manipulating the absolute time and space changes of the big world, and Lu Xiao cannot always bear the side effects caused by time backlash.
While dispersing the barrier, Yuchi Yanhong ignored her crumbling body and once again fired a series of dark magic spells.
The entire floor was shrouded in darkness, and the highly corrosive dark spells were eroding the wooden spell barrier that Gongshan Iron had added in time.
"Brother Zhang!"
"Leave it to me!"
At the moment when Gong Shantie's spell was defeated, Zhang Lie swung the Pangu ax to create a spatial rift in front of Yuchi Yanhong.
While defeating Yuchi Yanhong's defensive spells, a large number of black mist created by dark spells was sucked into the alien space.
Yongzhen immediately released the prepared spell, and the extremely cold ice rain, blown by the strong wind, surrounded Yuchi Yanhong, temporarily restricting her movement.
Lu Xiao has always believed in the principle of equivalent exchange. Whenever there is gain, there must be sacrifice, and strength is no exception.
Cracks had begun to appear on Yuchi Yanhong's face, and the forceful use of Satan's power placed a huge burden on her body. A mere mortal body could not bear the power of Satan's demon.
Taking advantage of Yuchi Yanhong's temporary inability to concentrate on her defensive spells, Lu Xiao put his hand on the handle of the unsheathed sword and began to attack.
Under the cover of his teammates, he nimbly dodged Yuchi Yanhong's six-handed counterattack. The long knife in the sheath was unsheathed at a speed that Yu'er and others could hardly catch with the naked eye.
"Dragon Flying Flash!"
The sharp sword energy all over the sky covered Yuchi Yanhong's body, and her sword skills with both strength and speed cut a large number of wounds on her body that were deep enough to show the bones.
But Yuchi Yanhong didn't care about her injuries. When Lu Xiao ran out of strength, the big mouth in her abdomen suddenly opened, and a highly compressed black energy ball was aimed at Lu Xiao and spit out.
"Qiang!"
Just when Lu Xiao was about to escape into space, a golden sword energy flew from the entrance to the lower level.
There was no suspense in the contact between the sword energy and the black ball. The sharp golden sword energy cut Yuchi Yanhong's sneak attack in half, and hit her big mouth on the abdomen with unabated force.
"Ouch!"
A howl completely different from Yuchi Yanhong came from the big mouth.
"Will Satan, the Great Demon King of the West, enter China even with just a wisp of his remnant soul?"
The Xuanyuan Sword held high by Yu Wentuo emitted an unprecedented light. Chen Fu, who had witnessed this move with his own eyes, had a sudden change in his face, and he recalled the shadow of more than ten years ago.
Gong Shante also hurriedly called to everyone: "Get out of his attack range! Being affected is no joke!"
"Yuwentuo!"
Yuchi Yanhong gave up her attack on Lu Xiao and others, and looked at Yuwen Tuo who was planning a killer move with hatred on her face.
"You are the culprit who killed the monarch with your own hands! I want you to die!"
Yuwen Tuo's expression remained unchanged, and he swung down the Xuanyuan Sword without hesitation after Lu Xiao and others withdrew from the attack range.
"If you don't agree with each other, you should follow Princess Dugu on the road together."