The ground is flat, with nothing but loess as far as the eye can see, and no grass growing on it.
This is a desolate place, extremely rare in the aura-filled interface of Shendong.
There are few living things here, and even the birds in the sky are reluctant to fly over it.
On the ground is a ferocious huge rift valley.
This rift valley is boundless, winding from one end of the sky to the other end of the sky. It has no edge and no idea how long it is.
The rift valley is about 800 feet wide and bottomless. The desolate wind roars through it, making a roar like a ferocious beast.
However, this place should have been untouched, but at this time it was crowded with people, and the sky was filled with flashes of light. If you look closely, you will have the illusion that it is an immortal cave.
This is the cliff of extinction.
At this time, people from both sects were standing on both sides of the rift valley.
They looked at each other from a distance, both of them excited and throbbing because of the battle that was about to begin.
On the Purple Air Sect's side, a lavender thousand-foot curtain of light rose along the rift valley, with ripples rippling on it and a continuous buzzing sound.
The camp is divided into three areas from top to bottom.
On the edge of the cliff closest to the rift valley, there are thousands of things similar to earthly ballistae placed side by side. These ballistae are light cyan in color and engraved with many spiritual patterns. The strange thing is that although these ballistae have the shape of a ballistae, they are But there were no crossbow arrows or bow strings, which looked quite strange. Behind each crossbow cart stood two disciples of the Purple Air Sect.
These disciples, without exception, are all wearing disciple clothes, and the aura they exude has reached the tenth level of Qi absorption.
There were much fewer people in the second area, with only a few hundred people, but the fluctuations emitted by these people were all above the Foundation Establishment stage, and they were clearly the Four Peaks elders of the Purple Air Sect.
This last area is a high platform, and in the center of the high platform stands a simple bronze drum. This bronze drum is huge, with a diameter of ten feet, and its surface is covered with golden paint, giving it an infinitely majestic feeling.
There were five chairs placed under the bronze drum. At this time, two people were sitting on the five chairs. They were the gentle Taoist Tongtian and the rough-looking Guan Longping.
On the other hand, the Blood Soul Sect's formation formation method is different from that of the Purple Air Sect.
However, at the place closest to the cliff, there were more than a thousand stone platforms standing side by side. This stone platform was square in shape, with a light gray surface, and looked like an altar. On the top of each altar there were figures from the Blood Soul Sect. His disciples sat cross-legged on it.
In the second area, there are a group of Blood Soul Sect elders exuding fluctuations in the Foundation Establishment Period. Judging from the number of people, there are more than a dozen more people than the Purple Air Sect, but it is not much different.
At the top of the Blood Soul Sect camp was a man with red light all over his body.
Compared with Li Hun's shriveled appearance, this man is much better looking. His skin is smooth and slightly chubby. There is no hair on the top of his head but he is bald. He is wearing a monk-like bloody cassock, which makes him look even more attractive. He is not a Taoist, but a Buddhist.
It's just that this man's lips are slightly dark, and there is a hint of evil between his eyebrows from time to time. A quick glance gives people the feeling that this man has evil intentions.
This person is none other than Xue Guang, one of the three supreme ancestors of the Blood Soul Sect.
At this time, he was sitting on a bloody lotus platform, suspended in mid-air, his eyes slightly closed as if he was entering concentration.
Guan Longping held a jade slip and placed it between his eyebrows. After a moment, he took it off with a movement of his eyes.
"Senior brother, Wujizi has already set off. It will probably arrive in half an hour."
Taoist Tongtian looked relaxed and nodded with a smile, "When everyone is here, we will start immediately."
"Hahaha, the Blood Soul Sect must be wiped out today. They never expected that our Purple Air Sect would have another golden elixir-level monk."
Taoist Tongtian also chuckled, recalling in his mind the young man who only had his Qi period.
From his words at that time, Tongtian Taoist could see that the young man was proud and kind-hearted, and he was a descendant of Senior Ji Yunxiao who had saved his life, so he favored that boy a little more. .
Later, when the news of the boy's death came, Taoist Tongtian felt a little sad, fearing that no one would avenge Senior Ji's great revenge, but there was nothing he could do. His life was approaching, and the cracks in the golden elixir were still there, so he could only regard himself as A spectator.
But he didn't expect that just a few days ago, news came from the sect that the descendants of Senior Ji had suddenly returned, and their cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds and reached the peak of the late Jindan period.
Taoist Tongtian was very pleased, but he did not delve into why the boy entered the country so quickly.
"Among the bastards of the Purple Air Sect, do any of you dare to come out and fight me?"
At this moment, the light curtain on the Blood Soul Sect's side flashed, and a ray of light rushed out of the light curtain. It meandered down between the rift valleys and cursed at the Purple Air Sect.
But I saw that this man was about forty years old, with sunken eye sockets, dry skin, and crisscrossing blood veins bulging out. The aura exuding from his body was already in the late stage of foundation building.
The battle is imminent. Since someone from the other side comes out to call for formation, if our side does not fight, it will inevitably damage morale.
There was a commotion in the area where the elder of the Purple Air Sect was, and finally a white light flashed into the air, zigzagged and hit the light screen, and reached the rift valley, standing opposite the Blood Soul Sect man.
The man who came out of the battle was a child-like man with white hair, wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, and holding a bright silver three-foot long sword. The aura around him had also reached the late stage of foundation construction, but he was none other than Zhao Xinghai's ancestor, Zhao Mingzong.
"Children, don't be crazy, I will not kill unknown people." As soon as Zhao Mingzong stood firm, white light flashed around his body, and his fierce momentum exploded, pressing on the man opposite him and then said.
"Hahaha, it doesn't hurt to tell you, so that you can remember who sent you to hell."
The man ignored Zhao Mingzong's spiritual pressure, laughed, and then fell deeply into
A fierce light flashed in his eye sockets, "Old man, remember, the name of the person who killed you is Zhu Hong."
After that, Zhu Hong patted the storage bag on his waist, and a bloody stream of light rushed out, condensing into the air and forming a large dark sail about three feet long.
As soon as the big sail appeared, dark winds suddenly rose in the rift valley, whizzing past the two military formations.
Zhao Mingzong narrowed his eyes slightly, shook the long sword in his hand, and immediately started buzzing and trembling, and circles of waves rippled instantly. Without any nonsense, the long sword was raised high in the air.
Buzz.
But he saw a silver-white sword light that was a hundred feet long condensed in an instant, cutting through the void and slashing down towards Zhu Hong.
"Hahaha, what a small trick."
Zhu Hong laughed, grabbed the big sail with one hand, and swung it violently, and a strange and mysterious blood cloud roared out and hit the sword light.
This blood cloud seemed to be illusory and insubstantial, but when the sword light touched it, it immediately sank in like it was cut on cotton. Then it was unable to move any further and was blocked in mid-air. However, it was blocked by this blood cloud in an instant. The power was gone and completely dissipated.
"snort!"
Zhao Mingzong snorted coldly and threw his long sword into the void.
He quickly pinched it with his hand, pointed at the long sword, and shouted, "Tianxing Sword Technique."
At the command, the long sword immediately buzzed, and in the next moment, it divided into two, two into three, and countless three points. In just a few breaths, the sword shadow covered the sky, twinkling like cold stars all over the sky.
"It's the same no matter how many times it comes." Zhu Hong also shouted loudly, waving the sail wildly in his hand, and blood clouds roared out, covering the sword light that was stabbing him.
Everyone's eyes were focused here, and the people on both sides were sweating for the two people in this confrontation.
This kind of one-on-one challenge has happened no less than twenty times before. Both sides have won and lost, and it is considered a tie. However, this is the rare first time that the elders of both sides have come to blows.
They were fighting lively here, and on a mountain several dozen miles away, several people were watching with great interest.
"Hahaha, it looks like there's another fight over there." At this time, a big man with short red hair laughed.
"Yes, but this time it seems that the two elders took action." Another old man wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with yin and yang patterns said with a smile while stroking his beard.
"The war is approaching, and it seems that their gunpowder smell is getting stronger and stronger." A beautiful woman wearing a moon-white robe also said with her hands behind her hands.
"It doesn't matter if they fight and kill each other. Their two families have dominated our place for too long. They have suppressed several of our sects and can hardly breathe. After today's battle, one sect will be destroyed, and the one who survives will The strength of the sect will also be greatly reduced, and then it will be an opportunity for our sects to turn around."
The people who spoke were none other than the Supreme Patriarchs of Jiugong Mountain, Bahuang Valley, Liangyi Mountain and other sects that were close to the Purple Air Sect and the Blood Soul Sect.
Li Huo, Taoist Qingxu, Fairy Butterfly and others.
The strength of their sects has always been much lower than that of the Purple Air Sect and the Blood Soul Sect. Needless to say, the power of the sects is much smaller than these two sects. In these two huge sects, The five sects under the sect could only stick together and barely survive.
It's okay now. Their two sects have issued orders to exterminate their sects. In this battle, one sect will definitely be exterminated.
As the saying goes, the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit. Several of these sects were eagerly anticipating the war to begin. These people all arrived here in advance to watch the show, even several days earlier than the two sects.
"Although the Blood Soul Sect has the upper hand in terms of numbers, the strength of the four ancestors of the Purple Air Sect is there, especially the perfect realm of Tongtian Taoist Jindan, which is far superior to the three of the Blood Soul Sect. In my opinion, today The chances of the Blood Soul Sect winning are slim."
"That's not necessarily true. Li Hun is not a fool. He must have relied on something to issue the order to exterminate the family rashly. Maybe Li Hun has made a breakthrough in cultivation in recent years, or he may have obtained some good treasures."
"Hey, why do you care so much? No matter what the outcome is, we will always benefit."
"Yes, yes, let's discuss how to divide the territory between the two sects first."
"Hey! This is a good suggestion. Don't let the disciples start fighting over the territory."
The few of them were talking to each other, and before the war between the two sects started, they had already begun to fight over the territory of the two sects.
"coming."
At this moment, just when they were about to say something, Liehuo suddenly moved his big eyes, looked into the distance, and said something.
Everyone followed Li Huo's gaze and saw that on the Blood Soul Sect's side, there were thousands of mighty warships, sweeping across the sky like dark clouds and gathering towards the cliff of extinction.
And before the Blood Soul Sect arrived in the camp, the shadow of a warship also appeared on the horizon on the Purple Air Sect's side.
"The two sects have discussed it, how come it's such a coincidence?"
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