Chapter 138 The Great Wall

Just as the army of the Nether Clan filled the entire gully, Baiyi Xue and Gao Chenggong also appeared beside Wang Fuqiang, either sacrificed spiritual treasures or used secret techniques to directly cover everyone.

At the same time, Baizhi appeared instantly, and vines continued to spread out, lifting everyone up. At the same time, the vines on both sides prolonged forward and then converged, forming a huge triangle, which separated the tide-like army of the underworld directly from it.

The city behind him instantly turned into powder and was instantly submerged by the tide of monsters!

Above the sky, there were darkness, and there were some monsters that could fly, directly blocking the entire sky.

Bai Yixue stood beside Wang Fuqiang, killing some monsters that rushed up, while asking, "What should I do now?"

Wang Fuqiang said in a deep voice: "Isn't you letting you go, why are you back?"

Bai Yixue did not answer, while Gao Chenggong said: "Don't worry, uncle Shi, we will never drag our uncle down."

Wang Fuqiang felt bitter in his heart, but he didn't say anything else.

Now that we are here, nothing else is unnecessary.

He looked at Hongling, and Hongling said, "Don't take action first, hide your breath. I'm afraid that once your identity is exposed, it will attract the attention of the strong person of the Nether Clan. Even if you want to leave, you may not be able to leave."

Wang Fuqiang was stunned, then he figured out the relationship and nodded.

Wang Fuqiang retreated, and Hongling stepped forward and squinted her eyes at the monsters in the sky that covered the sky.

Everyone also looked up at the black cloud-like monsters in the sky, feeling heavy.

So many monsters rushed to Xuanyang Sect at the same time. Can Xuanyang Sect really defend it?

Even if you can keep it, how long can it last? How many people will die this time?

Wang Fuqiang said sadly: "Maybe there is a right place on the Hanging Temple. The entrance to Hanging Temple really cannot be given up easily."

Hongling said, "I didn't expect there would be so many. Now it seems that even if I retreat to the Yunling Sect, I may not be able to defend it."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "We still have to find a way to return to Xuanyang Sect as soon as possible."

Hongling nodded and said, "But we still have to wait for this wave of impact to pass."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and asked at the same time: "Will Bai Zhi be fine for such an impact?"

Hongling replied: "It must have an impact. It depends on how long this wave of impact lasts."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless monsters rushed up directly, and then rushed towards everyone like moths to the fire.

These are all monsters. As long as you see creatures, you will eat them directly. What's more, these people have shown spiritual power, so for these monsters in the underworld, it is like a beacon in the darkness.

However, these monsters should have been driven by some kind of force, so except for the monsters close to Wang Fuqiang and others that would impact everyone, the rest continued to rush to the west, which undoubtedly relieved a lot of pressure on everyone. Even so, it was still a bit unbearable.

The impact continued, and it seemed that there was no end. Looking around, there was only rolling black gas around. Whether it was plants or buildings, they were completely submerged and there was nothing unnecessary at all.

Only the huge triangle formed by angelica stands in the black wave, like an isolated island in the sea, so small that it is almost negligible.

As time goes by, the triangle formed by Baizhi has become smaller and smaller, the tips that meet in front have become dull, and more and more monsters are rushing up. Fortunately, Baiyi Xue and Gao succeed in cooperating with Hongling, they can barely resist it.

After a while, the black tide-like monsters finally began to decrease, and soon there were only a few scattered. These monsters came and went faster.

As all these monsters disappeared, looking around, there was only a desolate area, just like the scene I saw in the underworld.

Bai Zhi under her feet should have been unable to bear it and disappeared in an instant, and everyone fell directly to the ground.

Between Wang Fuqiang's waist, the angelica that turned into seedlings appeared again, but was already dying.

Without thinking, Wang Fuqiang directly cut his wrist and dripped his blood into the bamboo basket. The blood dripped off and disappeared quickly. Bai Zhi, who was originally dying, was gradually regaining his anger.

Bai Yixue and others have long been accustomed to this.

On the other side, Qi Dongping no longer needed the disciples of the Yunling Sect to take action, because he was already scared to death, and he was really scared to death.

When Bai Zhi held everyone up, she also supported him together, but at this moment, he was dead, and no one knew when he died.

Wang Fuqiang sat on the ground and said, "I hope those disciples can really go directly to Xuanyang Sect without stopping, otherwise they will be caught up by these monsters."

Bai Yixue and others nodded.

Previously, they thought that monsters were only on the ground, but now they saw with their own eyes that the real threat was the monsters in the sky.

But at that time, no matter whether you entered the underworld or were in the Hanging Temple, you had never seen such a monster. Now it seems that it should be deliberately hidden from the underworld.

In other words, with the existence of these monsters, it will become more difficult to defend the sword energy mountains and rivers, because the formations of many sects are only aimed at the ground and have little effect on the air, so Xuanyang Sect may be able to defend it, but other sects that form a front line with Xuanyang Sect are difficult to defend it.

In this way, Xuanyang Sect can only be forced to withdraw, because once it continues to hold on, it will become a lonely army and will be abandoned and have no supplies. Even if it is not swallowed by these monsters, it will starve to death.

After a while, Wang Fuqiang stood up and said, "Okay, I'll clean up, go back to Xuanyang Sect first, and then make the next plan."

Hongling suddenly asked, "How much do you know about the rules of Jianqi Mountain and River now?"

Wang Fuqiang was stunned.

Hongling said directly: "Maybe we can find a way to break the rules of sword energy and mountains first, break the rules of this world, and let other worlds be fully integrated into it. The sword energy and mountains are now chaotic enough. If you want to keep it, maybe it is only more chaotic."

Wang Fuqiang frowned and said, "The rules on the demon clan may be broken, but there is no clue in the Yuanyang Realm."

Hongling nodded and said, "That's right, after all, I have never been to Yuanyang Realm."

Wang Fuqiang asked, "But even if the demon clan world and sword energy merge, it doesn't seem to be of much use, right?"

Hongling shook her head and said, "It's not that there is no one, the key is..."

She shook her head and changed her mouth, "Let's go back to Xuanyang Sect first. No matter what, the current situation still depends on the cultivators of Jianqi Mountain and River to defend themselves. Only in this way can you have time to consider whether to open up the connection between Jianqi Mountain and River and the world of the demon clan."

Wang Fuqiang nodded, took out a flying sword, silently recited the mantra, and the flying sword became larger in an instant, and then everyone drove the flying sword and flew towards the direction of Xuanyang Sect.

After this shock, there will definitely be no more survivors on the ground.

Walking forward, he did not catch up with the spiritual boat that Wang Fuqiang had sacrificed before, nor encountered those monsters. This made everyone feel relieved, at least it proved that the disciples of the Yunling Sect did not stop.

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Xuanyang Sect.

The Great Elder stood in front of the Xuanyang Sect Mountain Gate.

Now Xuanyang Sect has been re-transformed, from the original sect to a city-like existence. Before the mountain gate, a huge formation was built with countless spiritual treasures, forcibly changing the mountains, forming a huge barrier.

In addition, Xuanyang Sect extended from north to south and built countless city walls. The mountains were connected to the mountains, like a giant dragon, extending from south to north.

The Great Elder looked at the clouds and mist below, his face heavy.

A disciple of Yunling Sect came to the Great Elder and saluted: "The Great Elder, there is still no news about the Master's Uncle."

The elder nodded and asked, "What's the situation in the underworld?"

The disciple replied: "Tonight, Xuanyang Sect should have encountered the first round of impact, with a large number. According to the news sent back by the disciples in the sect, there should be 50,000 or 60,000, and there are also flying people."

The elder frowned and looked at the sea of ​​clouds below and couldn't help but look up into the sky.

Then he hurried towards Xuanyang Sect and said, "Immediately ask all the managers of the sect to gather in the hall. No matter what they have, they will put them down immediately."

The disciple left.

Xuanyang Sect Hall.

The Great Elder stood in the middle of the hall, and countless powerful sects entered one after another. After almost all the people arrived, the Great Elder said directly: "Just just received the news, Xuanyang Sect should have encountered the first wave of underworld army tonight. According to the information sent back by my disciples of the Yunling Sect, there are flying monsters in the underworld this time, so the defense must be changed immediately."

After hearing this, everyone frowned and began to whisper.

Half a day, changing the defense again, isn't this a joke?

You should know that Xuanyang Sect’s current defense has taken a lot of foundation and time to achieve its current form. It is impossible to suddenly say that it needs to be changed.

The Great Elder continued: "I said before that it was just the first wave, so the formation must be changed, but the number of the first wave was not large, so the ones on the ground can be defended by the formation, but the ones in the sky can only be resisted by the cultivators of the sect."

Everyone started to talk again.

The Great Elder continued: "This matter concerns the safety of the entire sword energy mountain and river, so I hope you will focus on the overall situation. Now the Qin family has the weakest cultivation, so the ground defense is the Qin family in Nanxun, and the defense in the sky is the responsibility of our sects. My Yunling Sect will stand on the front line."

Everyone was still in the round, and a strong man from Lingbo Pavilion asked at this time: "When will the uncle of your Yunling Sect come back?"

The elder frowned and said, "There is no news about the junior uncle at the moment, but don't worry, the junior uncle will definitely come back."

This time, the hall became a little noisy.

The Great Elder was also helpless in this regard.

With so many sects gathered together, only that junior uncle can shock him. If anyone else was to let them obey their orders, it would be difficult for them to obey. If this junior uncle did not come back, I am afraid that the Xuanyang Sect will become the second Hanging Temple.

At this time, a disciple suddenly ran out of the door and said, "Great Elder, Senior Brother and the others are back, they are all injured, as if they have encountered the demon clan."

The elder was stunned and asked directly: "Is Uncle Master here?"

The disciple shook his head and said, "Uncle Master and Senior Sister Bai are not here. The disciple didn't ask, and came to report to the Great Elder directly."

The Great Elder didn't care about these people in the hall, so he walked out and said, "Take me over."

So the disciple led the elder towards the mountain gate, and the strong men from the major sects could only follow.

At this point, everyone is very concerned about the young uncle of the Yunling Sect. Because of the uncle of the master, they decide what choice they want to make.

Before the mountain gate, a spiritual boat fell down and then disappeared directly. Everyone fell into Xuanyang Sect, all of them were from the Xueqing Gang, and several disciples from the Yunling Sect.

These disciples were indeed injured, but their injuries were not serious. They should have only encountered some scattered monsters.

After the Great Elder appeared, these people could still salute.
To be continued...