A desperate scene was staged deep in the Tianyu Dao Palace.
No matter how many times they have eliminated their enemies, they can quickly "reborn".
This speed of rebirth is really incredible. It seems that the creation of the twelve peak realms of the Taoist dynasty at one time does not consume any consumption for the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace.
Fang Dingge's hands holding the incinerator tightly trembled, his eyes red. He wanted to go further, but he had no choice but to do anything.
Even though everyone has used the immortal weapons of various sects, they still cannot break through this last line of defense.
"Only by destroying the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace can we completely defeat these twelve figures. But to destroy the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace, we must first overcome these twelve figures..."
All the people in the ten sects had dark eyes.
Before the oil was about to run out of energy, someone finally spoke: "President Fang, you must not do anything. Please retreat for the time being!"
"Stay the green mountains here, and don't be afraid of burning firewood. As long as you can go back alive, there will be hope. If we die here... the Xuanhuang Realm is in danger!"
Fang Dingge is not an indecisive person either.
Even though he was too unwilling to give in, he knew that what he was planning today was indeed impossible.
"Let's go!" he said hatefully.
In the incinerator, there were only a few milky white flames that opened the way. They rushed out from the Tianyu Dao Palace, which had been surrounded by Taiyuan Realm, which was surrounded by monks.
However, it is easy to come, but difficult to go.
It seemed that he had received the order to kill them, and all the monks on the Taiyuan battlefield began to siege them.
Like a continuous dark cloud, it covers the sky and the sun. Ignore my own life and death, and only seeks to attack and hit a single line of ten sects.
It was about to be close to the state of exhaustion, and he had to fight a path out of the numerous encirclements.
So sacrifice inevitably emerged.
When they tried their best to break through the defense line and return to the last territory of Xuanhuang Realm, most of the raids were killed or injured, and even Jiang Yixing, one of the heads of the ten sects, was overwhelmed by the endless tide of cultivators.
I don't know where life and death are.
The Xuanhuang monks fighting on the battlefield naturally saw their group returning in a mess.
I originally thought that the plan to destroy Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace was successful.
However, after waiting for a long time, he had not waited until the news came. An uneasy mood began to gradually emerge on the battlefield.
Especially after seeing that the killed Taiyuan monks returned from hell again and charged towards the Xuanhuang defense line again.
The uneasiness in my heart slowly turned into despair.
Even the heads of the ten sects can't destroy the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace, which means that their enemies will never be killed. Is there any need to continue such a war? It's just a waste of death!
Grey emotions breed, spread, and spread.
He devoured the Xuanhuang monk on the battlefield at an extremely fast speed.
I originally held up my breath and held on forcing myself, but now after the aura is discharged, the resistance momentum collapses rapidly.
"kill!"
The Taiyuan Realm monks also took the opportunity to launch a general attack on Xuan Huang's last garrison.
Looking at the endless enemies rushing up like locusts, the Xuanhuang monk completely collapsed.
"Escape!"
"Go back, I want to go back to Xuanhuang Realm!"
"What about the others in Xuanhuang Realm? Why are we here!"
The Hengkong Golden Lock leading to the Xuanhuang Realm was temporarily hidden by the ten sects, and there was no way out behind them. However, they still instinctively wanted to escape and panic. In the chaos, there were many people who killed each other.
The monk Taiyuan seemed to have received a unified order and was not in a hurry to launch an attack on the last occupied land.
Instead, it constantly compresses the encirclement.
It seems that the surrounding Xuanhuang monks suffered extremely desperate suffering before their death.
"President Fang..." Situ Yao, with blood on his face, looked at the Xuanhuang cultivator who was shaking around him, and his eyes were filled with unbearable expressions.
Fang Dingge opened his mouth and finally said resolutely: "Although the golden lock in the sky cannot be cut off, there is still formation protection in the Xuanhuang Realm..."
"The Taiyuan Realm cannot be broken for a moment, and we must take this opportunity to discuss countermeasures."
"But..." Everyone already understood what Fang Dingge meant, but they were still a little unacceptable psychologically.
"The protective formation must not be closed. Otherwise, it will not be this position that is lost. It is the entire Xuanhuang Realm. If there are important disciples in the sect, you can pick them up quickly. Just wait for ten breaths..."
In Fang Dingge's cold voice, the phantom of the golden lock in the sky slowly condensed.
Everyone stopped objecting, and as they flashed their bodies, they had already brought all the important disciples in their respective sects.
"Let's go."
Finally, they looked at this sad place and were about to leave.
"Do you guys want to abandon the passionate Xuanhuang children on the battlefield and ignore them?"
Suddenly a sound rang out, and when everyone heard this, their movements were frozen.
"Although I can survive, I won't do it."
The person who spoke was Li Ping, who had recently become famous.
He saw contempt in his eyes, looking at the ten sects and elites who were about to escape.
He bowed his hand, took the knife and turned around.
"Where are you going?" Everyone present, namely Jiang Yingyue, was a little familiar with Li Fan. She knew that going back would be a dead end at this time. Although the problem was a bit stupid, she still asked hurriedly.
Li Fan didn't look back and just said coldly: "Kill the enemy!"
Fang Dingge sighed softly: "The true righteous man, let him go."
The figure merged into the golden lock and was already the first to return.
In fact, Fang Dingge's decision was not wrong. As the leader of the ten sects, they need to return to Xuanhuang Realm as soon as possible to pass on what happened in Taiyuan Realm. And to deal with the possible counterattack in Taiyuan Realm as soon as possible.
But everyone fled at the battle, even ignoring the life and death of other Xuanhuang monks, the difference between them and Li Fan's brazen death was too great.
They were all ashamed and left with a cover of their face.
Seeing that the elite disciples had the urge to return and follow Li Fan and fight to the end, the heads of the Ten Sects sighed and forced them away before they made a reckless decision.
"This conquest of Taiyuan Realm is a major strategic mistake for our ten sects. As long as the Taiyuan Resurrection Furnace is there, it is impossible to defeat them in the Taiyuan Realm."
"But things have not reached a completely out of control. The power of Taiyuan's resurrection cannot take effect in the Xuanhuang Realm. Although we withdraw, they may not dare to attack."
Words soothe the emotions of the disciples. After a while, everyone returned to their familiar homeland after going through a long journey.
The high-pressure state on the battlefield was instantly released, with huge oppression between life and death, and the guilt of turning away. Many emotions suddenly burst out.
Many people cried on the spot.
But the crying did not last long, and the people of the ten sects who returned in a mess were shocked by the strange phenomena above their heads.
The golden lock in the sky, which was originally hidden by the formation, actually appeared out of control.
Throughout the sky.
It was like a crack that appeared on the sky curtain of Xuanhuang Realm.
And in this crack, a faint light bloomed.
A battlefield scene full of solemn and bloody atmosphere was cast into the sky.
"That's... Taiyuan Realm?"
"How could it appear on the Xuanhuang Sky Screen?"
The ten sects who survived the disaster were naturally familiar with the scenery presented in the sky, so they became more and more shocked.
Fang Dingge and the heads of the Ten Sects changed drastically, trying their best to control the Golden Lock of the Sky.
But I found that the floating ferry formation seemed to have failed.
It is impossible to control at all, so I can only let the scene be revealed.
"Is it the Taiyuan Realm that's the trick?!"
"Is this a demonstration to us..."
Recalling the previous incident of the Qiankong Golden Lock solidifying in the Taiyuan Realm, and the miserable scene of Xuanhuang disciples being surrounded and killed by Taiyuan monks who appeared in front of all the creatures in the sky in the sky.
Everyone in the ten sects had their faces turned pale.
They knew that this matter could not be hidden.
It seemed to be in revenge for the invasion of the Xuanhuang Realm, the Taiyuan monk slowed down the speed of the siege and killing, even like torture and tease.
Looking at the scene of Xuanhuang monks dying of grief and anger after trying to struggle without success.
In the two worlds of immortal cultivation, different emotions began to emerge.
In the Xuanhuang Realm.
“What’s going on?”
"Ba Hongyi? That's Ba Hongyi! The leader of the three generations of disciples of my Futu Sect, how could it be..."
"That's my Aoki Sect Zhang Yufan!"
"I also know that figure. Senior Brother Wan Ruohongwan of Taiyan Sect, I had a relationship with him once. I heard that he had gone to another world to make unparalleled achievements."
"Aren't they supposed to kill the enemy in Taiyuan Realm at this moment..."
Soon, the monks in the Xuanhuang Realm recognized the identity of the victim.
Therefore, I became even more panicked, confused and frightened.
The powerful Xuanhuang Realm in the past cognition seemed to have no power to resist in front of the Taiyuan Interface.
Being joking, playing with slaughtered.
Some are angry, some are extremely sad, and some are hard to bear.
And among the interweaving of countless emotions, suddenly burst into screams.
"Who is that? Faced with so many people, he is still fighting!"
"Although it's already scarred, it's not a disadvantage?"
Compared with other slaughtered Xuanhuang cultivators, there is a figure that looks like a god of war, which is particularly prominent.
Even though he was surrounded by numerous sieges, he did not give up hope.
As the sword light surged, dozens of Taiyuan monks were taken away every time.
This made the originally extremely depressed Xuanhuang creature unable to help but secretly applaud.
"It's a pity that I can't hold on for too long."
At the same time, I felt a sense of depression in my heart.
"The Ten Sects of Immortal Dao retreated like this. Why not save them? Why not save them!"
All living beings in the world feel that this figure is still fighting to the death.
Looking up at the sky, not only the creatures who were originally unaware of it, but also the monks of the Ten Sects who fled back from the Taiyuan Realm in a panic. At this moment, looking at Li Fan's fighting figure, his face seemed to be whipped with spicy oil.
I wish I could rush back to Taiyuan Realm and fight side by side with Li Fan.
But ideas are ideas.
When they thought of the fact that the Taiyuan Realm was killing countless creatures, they felt powerless in their hearts. They felt as if they were filled with lead, and it was difficult to take a step.
After all, those who are really bloody and have been buried in that battlefield.
Everyone looked up silently and watched the mysterious hero leave.
I originally thought that he couldn't last long.
After all, there are too many Taiyuan monks around.
But unexpectedly, Li Fan was not dead after half a day.
Still fighting.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other and began to observe carefully.
"I clearly saw that many magical powers and magical weapons of Taiyuan Realm cultivators all hit him. Why was he not injured?"
"Can it be the illusion caused by the cross-border propagation of light and shadow?"
"No. Wait..."
The disciples of the Dadao Sect seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed: "The Dadao is like me?"
"Look at the blazing sword light he slashes out from time to time, it is too powerful. Even if the opposite side is in the realm of Hedao, it is difficult to stand his edge! Even the sky will be cut off by him!"
"You said that, there is a shadow of our Tianjian Sect [Breaking Heavenly Sword]?"
"And that unpredictable escape method of gods and ghosts, even if you are surrounded by a lot of siege, you can still be at ease..."
"It's our Undecided Prison [Piaomiao Divine Walk]!"
...
At this moment, Li Fan, who showed his power on the battlefield, used most of the tricks he used were the true teachings of ten sects.
So how can this not shock them.
Moreover, the magical powers Li Fan used seemed to be stronger than the original version.
"President Fang, what do you think?"
The shock in the hearts of the ten sect leaders was actually not inferior to those of the sect disciples.
Fang Dingge narrowed his eyes, looked at the fighting scenes in the sky, and sighed.
"I have heard before that this person broke through several times in the battle of life and death, which was a natural holy body of conquering the enemy. He was a little unbelievable, but he felt that it was a bit exaggerated. Now it seems that it is true."
"This is in a short period of time, not only did we integrate all the unique skills we taught, but we also deduced them further. What talent is this?"
The leaders of the ten sects were all disgraceful.
Everyone's thoughts were blank and they fell into silence.
After a long time, someone sighed: "It's a pity that such a genius is going to fall on that battlefield."
"If you give him some more time, you may not be able to..."
"Maybe we can organize our strength to save him? There is such a truly genius, which is worth dozens of people! "
"But we were planning to take him back. He didn't want to." Fang Dingge's words silenced everyone.
They couldn't speak, and could only see the final performance in the sky.
No matter how talented a performance is, it will eventually end.
Although Li Ping is very strong, Taiyuan monks can't kill them all.
No matter how many slaughtered, after a moment, they would soon come from the depths of Taiyuan Realm.
After being surrounded and fighting to kill the enemy for three days and three nights, Li Ping seemed to have finally reached his limit.
The figure is no longer agile, and the sword light is no longer sharp.
The movements became slower and slower.
Even the avenue, like my absorption characteristics, began to gradually fail.
A wound kept popping up on his body and blood gushed.
Under the gaze of countless creatures in the two realms, this Xuanhuang war god slowly froze.
However, he still did not fall down and still straightened his body.
One person faced countless Taiyuan monks in front of him.
This powerful monk, the Taiyuan Realm, also expressed full respect.
He did not go forward to attack, but silently waited for his death.
Li Fan's body has not moved for a long time.
Just think everyone thinks he is dead and gone.
But suddenly, he raised his head again.
A strange aura began to emerge on his body.
Chapter completed!