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Chapter 50 The war begins

 Monsters are constantly attacking the barrier. Several Jindan cultivators are pale and their mana is rapidly draining away. If this continues, the barrier will be broken sooner or later.

Just as they were transmitting messages to each other about whether to retreat, several figures quickly approached this side.

Looking at the appearance of the visitor, several people's expressions darkened.

The person who came was the barbarian Jindan monk.

The expressions of the three barbarian golden elixirs were also greatly changed by the horror scene in front of them.

Seeing that the barrier maintained by several Middle-earth monks was crumbling, the three of them looked at each other and dispersed.

"Chinese-Earth monks, don't be nervous. We have no interest in being your enemy. If this monster breaks out, our holy clan will be the first to bear the brunt. We have sent out a big message, and our ancestors will come to help soon."

Li Qianyuan and others also heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this. If the barbarian monks were hot-headed at this time and they were attacked from both sides, they would really die without a burial.

Fortunately, these barbarians are still clear-headed.

The Lingjian Sect's Golden Core cultivator thanked him. With the addition of three Golden Core cultivators, the shaky barrier was stabilized again.

But before they could take a breath, a group of monsters emerged from the blood-colored space again. The strength of these newly arrived monsters was uneven. The auras from the foundation to the golden elixir stage were mixed with each other. Looking at the densely packed and squirming bodies, everyone

I just feel my scalp is numb.

Invasion, this is definitely a prepared invasion.

The world of immortality is about to change.

In Sanyang City, Zhou Tong and others were anxiously waiting for news at the sect's headquarters.

Half a day has passed, and none of the golden elixir monks have returned.

A bad premonition lingers in everyone's mind.

"Isn't this really going to be a war?"

Song Lin's face looked a little ugly.

Zhao Shanhe sighed: "I hope not, otherwise no one in the entire world of immortality can be alone."

Yun Tiancheng sat cross-legged on the futon, adjusting his state. No matter whether a war breaks out or not, in this case, he should maintain his best state as much as possible and strive to survive the next changes.

Zhou Tong was also extremely upset. What kind of war was he fighting so easily, and he didn't notice any signs of it before?

And what is that weird aura? It is not the aura of a monk at all.

At this time, Sanyang City was under martial law and the city defense formation had been activated. People in the city were panicking and had no idea what was happening.

One day later, Zhou Tong received the call and joined the Sanyang City garrison.

Since the Golden Core Stage monks are not around, they, the Foundation Building monks, will have to take on the responsibility of defending the city.

Zhou Tong was appointed as the captain of a small team, and with a dozen Qi Refining Stage monks, he began to patrol the area he was responsible for to prevent young people from causing trouble.

At this time, anyone who dares to show his face and cause trouble will immediately be struck like a thunderbolt.

Each sect issued a strict order, and all monks were strictly prohibited from moving around at will. If necessary, they would be recruited unconditionally, and those who dared to resist would be killed without mercy.

One day has passed since Elder Jindanqi left. At dusk that day, countless rays of light emerged from the south.

Huge warships appeared on the horizon in the distance.

This posture made Zhou Tong's eyelids twitch wildly. This was the rhythm of a big battle.

I have just been cultivating immortality for more than a hundred years, why did I encounter such a tragic thing?

Even if I traveled hundreds of years earlier, at least I would have more ability to protect myself than I do now.

"Bless me, the Jade Emperor, please don't let me belch like this!"

Those warships flew past Sanyang City like they were blocking out the sky, without stopping for a moment. Zhou Tong saw the warships belonging to the Xuanling Sect among them.

The speed with which the world of cultivators responded to emergencies greatly exceeded his expectations.

Such a huge army can be mobilized in just one day.

This also gave him a lot of peace of mind, at least it wouldn't be his turn to be cannon fodder in the short term.

Half a day later, violent mana fluctuations came from the north. Even though Sanyang City was thousands of miles away, it was slightly affected.

All the monks in the city were horrified, and the mortals even thought that it was a punishment from heaven that had come to the world, and they had already lost their gods.

At this moment, no matter whether they are high-ranking immortal masters or ordinary mortals, they are nothing before this power that destroys the world.

As time passed day by day, Zhou Tong seized all the time to practice the blood magic and added all the remaining attribute points to his lifespan, increasing his lifespan to more than two thousand years in one fell swoop.

He has just broken through the second level of Blood God Technique. After forcibly casting it, it will consume one hundred years of life, which can raise his cultivation level to the late stage of foundation building in a short period of time. With the addition of various attributes, an explosion of

The ultimate combat power is comparable to the early stage of Golden Elixir.

It’s just that a life span of two thousand years cannot withstand too much consumption.

This method can only be used as his last resort to save his life.

There is still no news coming back from the north, and the entire Middle-earth cultivation world is shrouded in this depressing atmosphere.

All mortal nations are heavily armed and expanding their armies frantically.

Those cultivators who were once equivalent to legendary figures to most mortals began to appear frequently in the mortal world.

The unusual behavior in the Immortal Cultivation World in Middle-earth has also made the demon clan in the man’s Endless Mountains nervous.

Deep in the mountains, in a huge palace, a man with blood-red hair sat on a throne.

"Can we find out clearly what happened in China?"

A demon king said: "We don't know the specific situation yet, but we just learned that most of the human race's Nascent Soul Stage monks have gone to the north, and the human race has made preparations for war."

The red-haired man pondered for a moment and said: "Continue to investigate. If necessary, we can send people deep into the north. I feel that things will not be that simple this time."

He had a vague premonition in his heart. As a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, he had a premonition that this thing was often very accurate.

"Let the tribe prepare for war. I'm afraid we won't be able to survive alone this time."

The faces of the demon kings changed slightly and they quickly said yes.

At this time, the north.

The barrier maintained by Li Qianyuan and others had already been breached. When the reinforcements arrived, several of the more than ten Jindan monks had already exploded their Jindan and died. Among them, Wu Feng, who returned to Yuanzong, had already been killed.

But those insect-like monsters keep pouring out like a tide.

Li Qianyuan and others fought and retreated, but several barbarian monks joined the battle midway.

When the reinforcements arrived, Li Qianyuan was already scarred. If it were a moment later, he would be ready to follow in the footsteps of his comrades and explode his golden elixir.

Fortunately, it was all over, and Li Qianyuan, whose mana was almost exhausted, was picked up on the warship.

The warship that covered the sky and the sun flickered with spiritual light, and huge beams of mana were formed, blasting towards the tide-like insect swarm monsters.

The battle was already heating up as soon as it came into contact.

Eight great monks at the Nascent Soul Stage personally took action and used general spells to destroy the world and constantly strangle these monsters from other worlds.
Chapter completed!
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