Sword Mountain is millions of miles vast, with countless dangerous peaks and abundant spiritual beings. However, at this time, there are a large number of corpses scattered among the mountain valleys, and the flags of various sects are ringing in the wind.
The broken bodies of various ships transporting spiritual objects, including flying kite warships and flying warships, were lying between the hills, with bursts of thick smoke rising from the hulls. Although they had been shot down in fierce battles for many days, the wreckage was destroyed. A lot of it was burned, but the rest still had some life left.
There were broken strongholds everywhere, abandoned spiritual armors, broken and useless magic weapons were thrown everywhere, lying crookedly on the ground, and only half of the flagpole was left in the burnt flag.
At this time, in the cloud top, there were dozens of figures passing over the flying warship. Occasionally, a golden elixir monk on the flying warship could see a faint figure passing through the air. His heart skipped a beat. In the past battles, although Occasionally, traces of the Nascent Soul Ancestor can be seen, but there are so many of them in a row like this, which is something weird that has never been seen before.
"After this battle, it will take at least hundreds of people in the Wangyue Cultivation World to recover." Ji Qianshui from the Qingdan Palace looked at the sword mountains that had been nearly half destroyed and sighed.
"Every few thousand years in the world of cultivating immortals, there will be a disaster, either caused by disaster or man-made disaster. The road is ruthless. Those who are eliminated by the war ultimately have insufficient fate, so there is nothing to lament." The speaker was Yuan Xing Palace. The old monster of the galaxy. He has a beard and a rough look on his face.
"Fight, fight, you know how to fight. If you continue to fight, the tens of thousands of years of Wangyue Cultivation World's orthodoxy will collapse in our hands." Wen Changyun of the Ancient Sword Sect had his hands behind his back and his body was thin, but Wen Changyun opened his mouth After that, the old monster from Xinghe closed his mouth.
"Old Monster Chen, if you can make peace with the three major Immortal Cultivation Worlds headed by Qiong this time, your Lingxiao Palace will have done a great thing for our Wangyue Cultivation World." Ji Qianshui glanced at Old Monster Chen Henian and said.
"Not sure yet. Now Qiong, Nanhuang, and Xingxiu have clearly gained the upper hand. They have suffered such heavy losses in the past two hundred years. It is not easy to get them to withdraw their troops." Old Monster Chen was suddenly appointed. The old monster Nascent Soul was introduced to the new generation of Lingxiao Palace.
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you have to give it a try. Although we old guys are still here, the future of the Mochizuki Immortal Realm will eventually be handed over to those generations. If all the generations are gone, who will inherit it? This Taoist tradition has been passed down for countless generations, so how can you and I meet those powerful ancestors who have passed away?" Ji Qianshui sighed.
Just then, dozens of figures on the opposite side rushed towards him one after another like shooting stars chasing the moon. The auras of the first few people were particularly powerful, and the vast auras were like a landslide, pressing towards everyone.
"It seems like you outsiders can't hold it anymore. Our elders have been fighting for hundreds of years. How about we old monsters also have a fight?" Wen Changyun was thin. As soon as he said these words, he looked old. At this time, his body was like a sharp sword that could open up the ground. A surge of sharp energy rushed up, splitting the clouds and fog, and attacked the huge momentum on the opposite side tit for tat.
Ji Changshui from Qingdan Palace also laughed loudly, "That's right. If you don't move your muscles and bones for hundreds of years, these bones will rust!"
After saying this, Ji Changshui's loose Taoist robe was filled with wind, and the skirt of the clothes shook. With a slight wave, a hurricane suddenly rose in the air.
The fiery-faced old man headed by Qiongjie and Huoxiao's face changed slightly. The sword intention of the ancient sword sect's Wen Changyun rushed towards him. The unparalleled sword intention actually made him quite uncomfortable, and Qing Qing Ji Qianshui from the Dan Palace has an aura that is not much weaker than that of Wen Changyun. He is worthy of being the most powerful ancestor of the immortal sect in the world of Wangyue Cultivation.
The auras of these two old monsters are not inferior to that of him and Silkworm Lord. If they really want to fight until the mountains and the ground collapse, if it affects the low-level monks of the Zhanyue Alliance, the previous golden elixir and foundation-building seniors have been fighting for hundreds of years. The result of the fight will be ruined. Once the two Yuanying ancestors fight, there will be no winner in this war that has lasted for two hundred years.
Master Huo Xiao and Lord Canxie looked at each other, and you could see the fear in their eyes.
"Haha, why do fellow Taoists say this? It's just a matter for the people below to grab the territory. It's best to let them take care of it by themselves. We old monsters have lived for hundreds of years, and there is nothing we can't figure out, so why bother? It hurts the harmony like the elders." Master Huo Xiao changed his tone from the aggressive one when he came.
Silkworm Lord also laughed in his heart. The three major immortal cultivators have joined forces to fight for two hundred years, resulting in countless casualties. It was not easy to get out of the current situation. He has already offended the Mochizuki Immortal Community. If he beat a snake but was bitten instead of dying, how could he do it again? Give Mochizuki the Immortal World a chance to come back for revenge.
A pot of good rice is half cooked, but it cannot be cooked into uncooked rice.
"Seeing how fierce you are, I thought you couldn't stand being lonely and wanted to stretch your muscles."
Wen Changyun snorted coldly. Naturally, he did not want to fight with the other party. The reason for this was because the Wangyue Cultivation World was in a suppressed position at this time. The situation had already declined by seven points. In addition, the movements of these hostile Nascent Soul cultivators had just arrived. No, Wen Changyun did not have the idea of breaking the jar.
Although the Jindan and Foundation Builders of the Wangyue Immortal Cultivation World have lost one after another, the level of the Yuanying Ancestor is not inferior to that of the three major Immortal Cultivation Worlds. If there is a fight, the outcome is still difficult to predict.
"I wonder what we are talking about, friends of the Taoist Literary Society, inviting us here?" Lord Silkworm stopped dwelling on this issue and went straight to the point.
Wen Changyun winked at Xu Henian in Lingxiao Palace. Xu Henian nodded and released a shadow bead. Black energy surged inside, and the gloomy scene of thousands of ghosts howling together suddenly made the air around him freeze. There were already a few lowly ghosts inside who had broken through the black mist and began to move around.
"Where is this? There is such a gloomy ghost energy, and there are so many ghost clans?" At this time, an old woman from the Star Realm asked in shock.
"This is a mysterious passage leading to the Cangqiong Immortal Realm in the Wangyue Mountains. It was discovered by my Lingxiao Palace disciple. It is a mysterious ghost cave. According to my disciple, no ghosts came out of it last time. Being restrained within the black mist, some ghost tribes have now broken through the blockade. I am afraid that it won’t take long for countless ghost tribes inside to swarm out. At that time, it will not only be my Wangyue Cultivation Realm, but also the connected firmament realm. , will also be attacked by the ghost clan. This place is actually a ghost cave that spans several realms. If the ghost cave does not appear in the world, it will cause disaster in the world. I think you must have heard the ancient motto." Chen Henian put the photo pearl directly Throw it towards the opponent.
"What do you mean?" A trace of solemnity flashed through Huo Xiao's eyes. Obviously, he also thought of the terrible situation of the ghost clan raging.
