At the same time, the Demon Emperor also launched an action to unify the world of immortality. He directly resurrected millions of demon soldiers and began to conquer the world of immortality from the southern region.
The demon soldiers swept in like black clouds over the city. Their steps were uniform, with endless malice and destruction. Their armor shone with a cold light, and the weapons in their hands exuded the breath of death.
The defense line in the southern region quickly collapsed under the fierce attack of the demon soldiers, and countless immortal cultivators died tragically at the hands of the demon soldiers. The entire Nanyue that the demonic soldiers trampled mercilessly left ruins and wreckage everywhere they went.
The monks rose up to resist, but their power seemed so small in front of the demon soldiers.
The demon soldiers broke through the heavy defense lines of South Vietnam with thunderous momentum, marching all the way, capturing one force after another.
At this moment, the blue moon sky was shrouded in darkness by the evil aura of magic ice. What was once a paradise in the fairyland has now become a hell on earth, filled with the smell of blood and decay.
Under the fierce attacks of the demon soldiers, the immortal cultivators were retreating steadily, and their hopes were gradually dashed. The end of the world of immortality seemed to have come, and there was no way to stop the demon soldiers.
The immortal cultivators in the Southern Territory were also driven to the border of the Northern Territory by the demon soldiers. Since the people behind them were ordinary mortals, they did not want to implicate others, so a fierce battle started here.
The demon soldiers came like a tide, and their defense line was in danger.
At this critical moment, the Empress of Yaochi galloped in from afar. She led a group of monks. Their figures were like meteors streaking across the sky, with fearless expressions. Courage and determination.
They were dressed in gorgeous robes, holding shining fairy weapons, and their eyes revealed firm belief.
They come from various sects, and in order to protect the peace of the world of immortality, they devote themselves to this battle without hesitation.
They cast various powerful spells, and the situation suddenly changed, with lightning and thunder. Their immortal energy shone with strange light, colliding with the dark power of the demon soldiers, emitting a deafening sound.
Under An Ran's command, the immortal cultivators formed a tight formation to cooperate with each other and fight together. Their attack was like a gust of wind, catching the demon soldiers by surprise. The swordsmanship of the cultivators was like the wind, and their sword skills were like lightning. Their figures shuttled on the battlefield, and wherever they went, the demon soldiers fell one after another.
Their arrival brought them hope, and their courage and strength inspired everyone. Under the leadership of An Ran, all the immortal cultivators launched counterattacks one after another, gradually turning the tide of the war.
On the battlefield, the will of the immortal cultivators became a beautiful scenery. They use their actions to declare the responsibility and responsibility of immortal cultivators. In order to protect the peace of the immortal cultivator world, they will pay any price, including their lives.
The battle lasted for several hours, and the entire border was littered with the corpses of demon soldiers, and the battle came to an end.
But the human side also suffered heavy losses. In this battle, tens of thousands of people died directly, but what they destroyed was only the first attack of the demon world.
"Everyone, can you listen to what I say?" An Ran's voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of every monk.
"Every brave immortal cultivator is facing an unprecedented crisis in the world of immortality. The invasion of demon soldiers has devastated our homes, and our relatives, people, and friends are suffering. However, we cannot succumb to fear and despair. We are Immortal cultivators, we have the responsibility to protect this land and the people we love.
We must believe in our own strength and our path to immortality. We have gone through countless hardships and obstacles to get to where we are today. We have a strong will and an unyielding spirit, which is our greatest weapon in defeating the demon soldiers.
At this moment when the life and death of the immortal world is at stake, we must unite as one, abandon sectarian differences, and fight against the enemy together. We must give full play to our maximum potential, display our unique skills, and let the magic soldiers see how powerful we immortal cultivators are.
We must not forget our original intention and why we embarked on the path of cultivating immortality. We are pursuing truth, pursuing justice and cultivating immortality, and now is the time for us to practice our beliefs.
We mustered up the courage, picked up our magic weapons, and rushed to the battlefield for the final decisive battle with the magic soldiers. We must fight for the future of the world of immortality and our beliefs.
The final victory will definitely belong to us, to the heroic immortal cultivators, and to our human race. Let us let out our final roar together and let our voices be heard in every corner of the immortal cultivators: Immortal cultivators will never bow to the demons.
Her words instantly raised the morale of everyone present. Yes, we cannot bow to the demons. Instead of being ants that are slaughtered by others, it is better to give it a try.
Immediately, the immortal cultivators present regarded An Ran as their leader in their hearts, firmly believing that she would lead them to victory in this battle.
Countless sect forces came to seek refuge, and the news also spread to Daotian Holy Land.
Jun Wuqing couldn't help but be shocked by this. He never expected that Anyang would become the leader of the entire world of immortality today.
(Mirror of Creation: Mirror of Creation is a coveted realm. Immortal cultivators who have reached this realm have mastered the mysterious changes between heaven and earth, and can manipulate the power of nature at will. Their bodies are full of spiritual energy, their meridians are smooth, and every Every cell is full of vitality. They can taste cruelty, imperceptible subtle changes, and feel the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth. They can use their mysterious magic power to change the surrounding environment, and even transform new lives and creations. The lifespan of a Jing monk is more than 12,000 years)
