Yongzhou.
Thirteen years ago, the land of Yongzhou was captured by the Xuanyi Army. After that, Yongzhou became a place of four wars. The dragon clan, demon clan, human clan, demon sect, and Buddhism were all fighting here.
Yongzhou is an important place and gateway to the Central Plains. If you occupy this place, you can easily enter the Central Plains. Therefore, both sides have deployed a large number of troops here. Yongzhou is adjacent to southern Xinjiang, so the demon tribe's army also gathered here. For this reason, the dragon tribe also sent water tribe warriors to help Da Zhou.
The two sides assembled two million troops in Yongzhou and faced each other. There were large and small battles almost every day.
"kill!"
In front of the city, soldiers swarmed up the city wall like a black tide, fighting constantly with the army at the top of the city. Black armor, cold blades, hot blood, and crazy killing intent were constantly intertwined.
A pair of indifferent eyes, without any emotion, like a killing machine. After ten years of war, the soldiers on the front line have long been numb.
Above the sky, colorful light spots intertwined, and there were bursts of thunder-like sounds.
The soldiers below turned a deaf ear to this and just kept fighting. They were used to it.
Thousands of miles high in the sky, several figures confront each other, emitting fluctuations of varying strength and weakness. Various magical weapons are intertwined, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.
There are seven monks here in total, all of them are monks in the realm of Nascent Soul, two are monks from the Xuanjing Division of the Great Zhou Dynasty, two are demon sect monks, and the rest are one each from the demon clan, the dragon clan, and the Buddhist monks.
Although there was one more monk on Da Zhou's side, because the Buddhists and Dragon Clan people were paddling, Da Zhou was unable to win and the situation was deadlocked.
"Boy, you've been fighting for so long, aren't you tired of it?" the Nascent Soul monk from the Demon Sect said with a grin.
"Humph, the land of Yongzhou is our territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the demon sect thieves have no right to occupy this place!" The monks of the Xuanjing Division said coldly. In the past ten years, the monks of the Xuanjing Division have also suffered a lot in the war.
War is cruel and anyone can die.
"It's a joke, without the help of Buddhism, your great Zhou Dynasty is nothing!" The demon monk stretched out his hand, and a bloody magic sword bloomed with bright sword light. Thousands of sword shadows were layered on top of each other, and blood light rushed into the sky. Arise, the sky and the earth are over.
"A long river of blood!"
"Blood Nerve?" Brother Xuanjing Division narrowed his eyes and recognized the origin of this move. Although the monks who practice Blood Nerve are all direct descendants of the Demon Sect, over the years, many secret techniques of the Blood Nerve have been used by the Demon Sect. Take it apart and teach it separately.
As soon as the words fell, a long bloody river surged in the void, and the gurgling blood continued to flow out, sweeping in all directions!
"Jianwen Bodhi!"
At this moment, the battlefield has been divided. The Demon Cult monks faced off against the Xuanjing Division monks alone. The others had their own opponents and could not interfere.
This is not the first time they have fought, so they have a general understanding of each other's methods. According to their expectations, the result of this battle is probably that both sides will end hastily, and the gains and losses of one or two cities will not affect the overall situation.
However, no one expected that the situation of the battle would change drastically this time.
The monk of Xuanjing Division is wearing armor, and a golden divine sword above the Tianmen is breathing sword light. He is full of Zen, and the golden Buddha light is dazzling, forming a shadow of a Bodhi tree standing in the void.
If you take a closer look, you can see that this bodhi tree is condensed from countless sword energies, as if it were a substance. However, at this moment, an inexplicable realization flashed through the mind of the monk Xuanjing Division, and the moves gained inexplicable power as they changed.
The Bodhi tree intertwined with the bloody river, and the winner was determined in an instant. The bloody river collapsed on the spot under the suppression of the Bodhi tree, and the remaining sword energy attacked the demon sect monks.
Suddenly, a bronze cauldron emerged from his body, blocking the sword energy. After one move failed, the Demon Cult monk's face changed, and he said with a smile, "Very good!"
The next moment, he made a seal with both hands, and the majestic magic power gathered around his body, transforming into Tianpeng's true body. The shape is like a bird and the body is like gold.
His eyes shot lightning, his beak was like a magic needle, and his ferocious eyes seemed to be bleeding.
The feathers on the body are extremely bright, and the tail feathers are blood red, exuding an unknown aura.
"Dharmakaya? Do you think I am innocent?" Seeing this, Monk Dazhou changed his energy and turned into a Buddha. The Buddha held a sword of wisdom and sat under a sapphire lion. The five-color treasure wheel behind his head rotated and the Sanskrit sound was loud.
Tian Peng spreads its wings and stretches out its sharp claws, its sharp Qi machine extremely domineering.
At this time, ripples appeared in circles on the Buddha's body, and the five colors intertwined behind him, colliding with the claws of the Tianpeng, constantly being born and destroyed, and between birth and death, it was particularly dazzling.
"Manjusri Forbidden Sword!"
With a low shout, the green lion under the Buddha's seat turned into a divine light and spread across the void. The void made a crackling sound and went straight towards Tianpeng.
"Bang!"
The divine light did not penetrate Tianpeng, but instead became entangled with his protective magic weapon, the bronze tripod. At the same time, with a slight stroke of the sword of wisdom in the Buddha's hand, a bright world of sword energy exploded.
"Not good!" The Demonic Cult monk felt something was wrong. He was about to change his body shape and return to his original body, but now it was too late. The protective magic weapon was entangled. If he was swept away by the sword energy, his magic body would not last long. It will inevitably be severely damaged.
Fight!
He felt cruel in his heart and let out a scream. At first, the sound was like an eagle's cry in the long forest on the empty mountain, which made people startled. Then the sound got higher, louder and more exciting, getting louder and louder, out of control.
The other monks present noticed the movement here, their eyelids twitched, and they quickly summoned magic weapons to protect their souls. In the void, circles of sound patterns spread, like the roar of God, and even the battlefield below was affected. All the soldiers Being hit by the aftermath, he became deaf in both ears on the spot, and there was blood oozing between his mouth and nose. Many people were unlucky. No matter how far away they were, the lingering sound filled their ears and they were still so stunned that they couldn't wake up for a long time.
However, the sword energy world collided with Tianpeng Leiyin, and the sword energy turned in all directions, changing unpredictably, intertwining and circling, the sword light slashed out, twisting and turning, no one knew where it came from, no one knew where it was going. Where to go.
Quiet and elusive. Weird, eerie, elusive.
"Jingle, clang, clang!"
Circles of sound marks continued to shatter in the collision of sword energy, but the sword energy seemed to be endless and indelible. It was broken and reorganized. The sword light suddenly came and went suddenly. The virtual and real changes made it difficult to guard against.
With the sound of sword chanting, the dust finally settled.
"Kacha!"
The bronze tripod made a cracking sound, turned into a pile of fragments, and fell between the sky and the earth. Tianpeng's body seemed to be stagnant, his blood-red eyes lost their luster, and turned into nothingness in the next moment, returning to a body shape and falling.
Although his body was not damaged by the sword just now, his soul was cut off, leaving only an empty shell.
"How can it be?"
This scene fell into their eyes and set off a storm. The people of the Demon Sect actually lost?
However, when another demon cultivator saw this scene, his expression changed drastically, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and he lost his will to fight again. He did not entangle with the people of Xuanjing Division, and grabbed the corpse of his companion and turned it into a ray of light. Disappear.
The people from the Demon Sect had all left, and there was no point in continuing the fight. The other people also stopped and evacuated the battlefield.
The war has come to an end, the battle between the monks has been decided, and the battle between mortals no longer needs to be fought. The next day, the army of the Demon Cult evacuated the city.
However, although the war came to an end, it had a far-reaching impact. The monks of Nascent Soul Dzogchen were all the seeds of the Yuanshen Realm and would not die easily. The Yuanshen Realm was considered one of the top ranks among the three major sects.
This person's death seemed to be the beginning. In the following months, several Nascent Soul monks from the Demon Sect died again, and one of them was the son of an elder from the Demon Sect.
The defeat of many parties in the battle seemed to add a catalyst to the war. No one expected that the monks of Dazhou would suddenly explode and directly kill the enemy on the battlefield.
You know, for monks of the same level, it is easy to defeat, but difficult to kill. In the long-term battle, the Demon Sect has also figured out the forces participating in the war in Dazhou and all parties. Now, except for changes, the battle situation in Yongzhou is almost A total rout.
Seeing that the fruits were about to be harvested, how could the Demonic Cult give up? At this point, a new round of war began. The tacit battle between the two sides in the past turned into a brutal fight. Countless monks fell between life and death.
Among these fallen monks were not only monks from the Demon Sect, but also monks from the Great Zhou Dynasty, Dragon Clan, and Buddhism. They were also the seeds of the Yuan Shen realm. These monks were originally practicing on the battlefield and accumulating strength. Once the war was over, they They will return to the mountain gate and attack the realm of Yuanshen. Now, these people have died on the battlefield.
In just a few months, not only the war situation in Yongzhou, but also in other states has also undergone drastic changes. Not only the Dazhou side has exploded, but the demon sect and Buddhist monks have also exploded. They may suddenly have something. Enlightenment, or a sudden improvement in mana, kills the enemy by "miss".
All parties add up to hundreds of people. This number is almost as much as the Yuanying monks who died in the past ten years. If that's all, these Yuanying monks are the soul seeds of all parties. There are many descendants of Yuanshen monks.
The battle situation changed so fast that many people did not react. It was normal for monks to die on the battlefield, even the seeds of the soul, but no one expected that so many people would die in just a few months.
Among these hundreds of people, even one-tenth of them would reach the realm of Yuanshen. They would still be dozens of Yuanshen monks, which was considered a moderate loss to all the major forces.
The last time the monks from the world of immortality came to the realm of Yuanshen, it was the wave set off by Su Ming. At that time, a whole generation of monks from the world of immortality had accumulated to enter the realm of Yuanshen.
Once that wave passed, very few monks entered the realm of the soul in the following decades. Just like a river releasing floods, the accumulated resources were exhausted and needed to be saved again. Like Taoist Qingxu's generation of Yuanying monks, almost all of them have been polishing themselves in the Yuanying realm for decades or even hundreds of years before they can step into this mirror.
The great catastrophe is approaching, and the cultivation environment is becoming more and more difficult. This generation of Yuanying monks is almost the last batch before the great catastrophe. In the future, there will probably be very few monks in the world of immortal cultivation who can ascend to the realm of Yuanshen. With the coming of the catastrophe of the end of law, The calamity is becoming more and more terrible, and the spiritual energy is getting weaker and weaker. If you want to survive the calamity of the soul, it is almost impossible to survive.
However, this generation of Nascent Soul monks do not have that long time to polish themselves and accumulate knowledge, and fighting on the battlefield is the fastest way. Fighting with other monks and communicating can help them improve their cultivation faster.
Moreover, it is not like it was ten years ago. At that time, all parties had just formed an alliance and were fighting with each other. Even the Nascent Soul monks had fallen a lot. How is it like now? Although the forces of all parties are also fighting each other, they have already lost control of each other. It is a tacit understanding that all struggles have a degree and there will not be too much danger.
It is for this reason that the Buddhist sect and the Dragon Clan let their talented disciples go down the mountain to "walk the gold", but they did not expect that this seemingly harmless action would actually cause them to die on the battlefield. .
All the forces have lost a group of elite disciples, the true seed of Yuanshen, and the face of each family is at stake. Who will let it go?
The matter quickly escalated, and the Yuanshen monks were also alarmed. Even though all parties were restraining themselves, some people still couldn't help but take action.
The old man Heisha is an elder of the Demon Sect. Although he is a newly promoted Yuan Shen and has a wide network of connections in the Demon Sect, this time he allowed the most talented tribesman among his descendants to enter the battlefield for training. This tribesman is also his grandson. , once the war is over, there is hope of entering the realm of the soul when you return to the mountain.
He originally thought that this time was foolproof and was just a one-time money grab, but he didn't expect that his grandson would die because of it. Now the family is like a heir, and the most promising soul seed has died. How can the old man Heisha not feel sad?
So, he began to prepare for revenge, give an explanation to his tribe, and take a breath for himself. After getting the enemy's information, due to the rules, he did not take action himself. He first sent people to surround and kill him, and then used various means, but he had no choice, because the enemy also had a very important role in the Xuanjing Division of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he had Secret treasure for protection.
Unexpectedly, not only did his methods fail to kill him, but it actually made him improve his cultivation further, singing all the way, and even half-stepped into the soul.
After getting this news, the old man Heisha couldn't sit still anymore. If his enemy were allowed to step into the realm of the soul, wouldn't he become a laughing stock in the demon sect in the future?
These days, he was not the only one who was making secret attempts to avenge his family members and relatives. There were undercurrents from all sides, and he held a breath in his heart.
At this point, the old man Heisha decided to take action himself and kill the enemy in the bud, even if he was punished by the Demon Cult afterwards. After all, the Demon Cult was in the midst of employing people, and it was impossible for him to pay for it with his life.
Such things can only be done personally, and other Yuanshen monks dare not interfere.
However, the action that Old Heisha thought was foolproof actually overturned. Not only that, he also got himself involved and became the first Yuan Shen monk to die at the hands of Zhou since the war.
