Ji Liao looked at the fierce scene in the field and couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart. Although he had seen countless big scenes, this was the first time he saw such a tragic decisive battle between two sects.
A few hours later, the battle was still going on, but two-thirds of the thousands of warships in the air had disappeared, leaving only a few hundred solitary ships, and hundreds of foundation-building monks in the field. More than half of them were killed or injured. If the fighting continued like this, the people of the two sects would definitely be completely wiped out.
"Fellow Daoist, when will things be over with Daoist Li Hun? The war here won't wait for anyone." Xueguang, who was sitting cross-legged on the blood lotus, saw that most of the remaining people in the field were from the Purple Air Sect. , suddenly feeling a little unable to sit still, he asked Taoist Huntian next to him.
Taoist Huntian was also anxious, calculating the time in his mind, feeling that it was almost time. He glanced at the two disciples who were still fighting in the field, and he let out a deep breath.
"I think it's almost time. Let's go and rescue the disciples of the sect. We won't get entangled with Tongtian and the others for the time being. We just wait for our senior brother to arrive." Taoist Huntian said.
The bloody eyes flashed, as if they had been prepared for a long time. As soon as Taoist Huntian finished speaking, he immediately turned into a red light and rose into the sky, rushing towards the Purple Air Sect in the battle group.
"Hey, don't even think about it, old thief."
Guan Longping kept staring at the opposite side. When he saw the blood light move, he immediately smiled and turned into a shock and rushed towards the blood light.
At the same time, Taoist Huntian also moved. He ignored the warship and rushed towards the foundation-building monks who were fighting.
"That bitch wants to sneak attack on my sect disciples, don't even think about it!"
Seeing this, Wujizi slapped the armrest of the chair, shouted loudly, and faced Taoist Huntian in a flash.
In mid-air, Guan Longping tapped the storage bag on his waist, and saw a flash of black light, and a huge black iron sword that was about ten feet wide suddenly appeared in his hand.
Guan Longping moved very quickly, the aura of the golden elixir level all over his body burst out, and the giant sword in his hand suddenly raised. In an instant, black light bloomed, and thunderbolt arcs condensed on the giant sword. With the momentum of cutting through the void, he volleyed towards the bloody light. .
Seeing Guan Longping's attack, Xueguang's eyes turned cold, and the blood lotus under his body flashed with light. It started spinning crazily, spreading red light all over the sky, coiling around him, and suddenly condensed. A figure with his hands clasped together, wearing a blood-red cassock, exuded The endless evil blood Bodhisattva suddenly condensed.
Blood Bodhisattva's stern eyes flashed fiercely, his clasped hands parted, and he raised his hand and patted the void.
The void suddenly shook, majestic pressure gathered, and a huge blood-red palm print formed in an instant and shot towards Guan Longping.
boom!
Just when he finished doing this, Guan Longping's shocking sword came closer and struck the palm print with a bang.
Arcs of electricity overflowed, thunderbolts collapsed, and surging spiritual power surged wildly.
With one blow, the two immediately fell back and separated.
"All Purple Air Sect disciples return to the camp." Guan Longping faced
The disciples of the Purple Air Sect who were still fighting fiercely shouted.
"Blood Soul Sect disciples, go back and defend the formation." Xue Guang also shouted.
At this time, the Golden Core Stage monks have already taken action, and these low-level disciples are no longer of much use. They can't help but play no role here, but are still in the way.
"yes!"
The disciples of the two sects agreed at the same time, and everyone who was still fighting fiercely immediately put down their posture and retreated.
However, all these people looked relaxed. The battle just now was too brutal. If it continued like this, there was no guarantee that they would not be the next ones to die.
The warships of the two entangled sects separated. At this time, there were only a hundred warships left in the front of the Purple Air Sect, and there were only two to three thousand disciples left on them. Their bodies were covered in blood and they looked hideous.
The Blood Soul Sect is not much better than the Purple Air Sect. Although their warships are large in number, their quality is much worse than that of the Purple Air Sect. Now there are only dozens of ships left, and the disciples on them are even more inferior. It’s less than two thousand.
"Ghost Fist!"
Taoist Huntian shouted loudly on another battlefield, and a huge skull phantom condensed into shape, roaring towards the foundation-building monks of the Purple Air Sect in the field.
"Don't even think about it, bastard!"
Wujizi shouted sharply, and in an instant he was close to him. The golden light on his palm lit up, and he slapped the silhouette of the skeleton with his palm.
"boom!"
The two collided, and the awe-inspiring spiritual power of heaven and earth exploded, rolling in and sweeping the world.
"snort!"
Wujizi snorted coldly, retreated, and hung in the void. He glanced at the still alive Foundation Establishment Stage monks and said, "You go back and raid the formation."
"yes!"
Upon hearing this, all the foundation-building monks responded one after another. Knowing that they had nothing to do here, they immediately left the battlefield.
"You also go back." Taoist Huntian said.
"It's the ancestor!" The Blood Soul Sect's foundation-building monk also lowered his posture at the same time and flew back towards his formation.
Taoist Huntian looked at these leaving people, his eyes flashed slightly, his lips suddenly moved slightly, and he transmitted a few words to one of the foundation-building monks who was flying away.
The Foundation Establishment Stage monk paused and glanced at Taoist Huntian in surprise. When he heard Taoist Huntian's voice transmission, he nodded slightly, "I'll go right away."
Having said that, the Foundation Establishment Stage monk flashed and did not return to his formation, but flew away into the distance.
Ji Liao, who was sitting in a high position, moved his eyes slightly and stared at the departing figure for a while before retracting his gaze.
His heart moved slightly, "It seems that the Blood Soul Sect must have some back-up plan."
When all the people from the Purple Air Sect returned, the light curtain stretching along the shore of the rift valley rose again, isolating them from the rift valley.
"I thought there would be even fewer left." Taoist Tongtian looked at the remaining people in the formation and smiled.
"The rest here are the best of the best.
After experiencing this war, these disciples will become the backbone of the Purple Air Sect in the future. It is expected that in the near future, the strength of the Purple Air Sect will reach a higher level. "Ji Liao said with the same smile.
"Okay, it's our turn. Let's deal with those two first. Then I won't bother you to wipe out the Blood Soul Sect." As he spoke, Taoist Tongtian had already stood up, and then he turned around and sat aside. The standing Yaochi said, "Yaochi, the four of us in the field are enough. You can protect the remaining disciples here so that no accidents happen."
"I know." Yaochi nodded when he heard this, without thinking too much.
Ji Liao raised the corner of his mouth slightly after hearing this. It turned out that Taoist Tongtian was aware of it. He also noticed that Li Hun did not appear in the field. He asked Yaochi to stay here just to prevent Li Hun from suddenly appearing.
However, Ji Liao also heard the hidden meaning in these words.
Tongtian Taoist did not let Ji Liao, who was half an outsider, guard here. Instead, he let Yaochi stay here. The cemetery is that if an accident happens when they are fighting, Yaochi can still survive and retain a point of the Purple Air Sect. strength.
Seeing through without saying anything, Ji Liao didn't say much. The aura of the late stage of the golden elixir on his body suddenly exploded. With a movement of his body, he broke through the light curtain and rushed towards Taoist Huntian.
Taoist Tongtian looked at the retreating figure, his eyes moved slightly, and he merged with Guan Longping in a flash.
Ji Liao turned around, glanced at the field, chuckled, raised his hand and waved the jade butterfly, and then it flew out, hanging in the void. The golden patterns loomed inside, and the large formation inside moved up, with a snapping sound. Opening and closing, a stream of light shot out and exploded in the air, followed by a crashing sound, which turned out to be the Dragon Soul Locking Talisman.
More than a hundred black gold iron ropes were twisting in the void like snakes, and the sharp tips stabbed into the void at the same time, directly drilling into the void. The next moment, Taoist Huntian suddenly had fluctuations around him, and the ferocious iron rope tips were abrupt. It stabbed out and stabbed towards Taoist Huntian.
At this time, Taoist Huntian was holding an oversized black flag, with gusts of black wind blowing on it. A huge skull screamed and circled around him. When he sensed the hundreds of black gold iron ropes, Taoist Huntian He was surprised at first, but soon followed with a disdainful sneer.
"It's easy to show off this kind of method."
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a hundred black gold iron ropes were already approaching, and they were stabbing towards him with bang bang bang.
"Buzz buzz."
Just hearing a buzzing sound, Taoist Huntian's body immediately erupted with bursts of light, and all the black gold iron ropes that came with it were blocked.
Then, before Wujin Iron Chain could launch its next attack, the black wind swept up from the sky.
Upon contact with it, the hundreds of black gold iron ropes immediately shattered into auras that filled the sky, and exploded and disintegrated.
Ji Liao raised his brows and pointed at the Good Fortune Jade Butterfly again. A red light shot out from it and hit him in a winding motion in the void.
Next
At this moment, Ji Liao twisted his body, and his whole body became illusory. The red light suddenly shined brightly, and Ji Liao appeared in the form of red mist.
Ji Liao moved again, dragging his long tail of red mist and rushing towards Taoist Huntian.
As it flew by, the Jade Sculpture of Creation opened and closed again, dense streams of light radiating from it, and hundreds of thunder talismans condensed into it.
"court death!"
Taoist Huntian shouted loudly and pointed at Ji Liao who was flying towards him.
The skulls hovering around him immediately stopped, their empty eyes flickered with light, their mouths opened, and a thick stream of light shot straight out.
The stream of light came very quickly, and it came close in just a blink of an eye, hitting Ji Liao's body with a bang.
Ji Liao's body suddenly collapsed, turning into red mist that filled the sky.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that a monk at the Golden Core stage could be solved so easily.
The phantom of the thunder talisman still continued, rushing towards Taoist Huntian.
"Boom boom boom boom."
Groups of huge thunderfires sounded violently, the fire filled the air, and the flames were raging into the sky. The thunder intertwined into a power grid, covering half of the rift valley.
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