Chapter 339 War Without Years The Last Tragedy
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
The front line of the border battlefield.
"Rumble..."
The Milky Way is rolling in, the waves are roaring, and the huge waves are roaring like thunder, as if a tsunami is coming, not the sound of ordinary waves.
The densely packed warships are undulating in the Milky Way, and the momentum of the Endless Immortal Cultivation is mighty, and the momentum is astonishing!
At the head are hundreds of giant ships as huge as mountains, and behind them are endless and densely packed warships of all sizes.
Tens of millions of warships started a world-shattering battle with Tianyu on the surface of the river. Immortal cultivators and Huishou were everywhere, and the sound of self-detonation continued. There were many more Feishous here than in the rear.
All the lurking people in the frontier battlefield have come out of the mountain, and both sides no longer hold back, either you die or I live.
This time, the creatures in the realm suddenly set off a decisive battle, leaving them unprepared and even having no time to practice anymore!
"Lei Yao Qianli!"
An old man in green robe soared into the sky from a certain side of the Tianhe River, and his berserk magic power slammed down on Feishou who was hundreds of miles away from the front of the Tianhe River... a great power in the mid-stage of transformation!
Crackling and crackling sounds sounded, and the temperature on the vast battlefield dropped sharply.
Shocking and horrifying scenes appeared...
An unknown amount of bone-piercing and terrifying thunderbolt spread, centered on the old man in green robe, like a god of thunder descending into the world, summoning the wind and thunder, sweeping away like a thunderstorm, thunderous for thousands of miles!
Thunder arcs rippling the river surface, roaring river waves, set off thousands of feet of waves, all of them were set off in an instant, turning the land thousands of miles ahead into a thunderfield.
Amidst the thunder that shook the world, the high-altitude wind roared, and countless dark clouds gathered, forming a huge thundercloud with a size of tens of miles and dazzling thunder!
And this kind of lightning method shocked the countless army and immortal cultivators here, it must be the ancestor of the ancient immortal sect!
All of a sudden, both the enemy and us were shocked, and a large number of uncles who came aggressively stopped one after another, looking at the thundercloud in shock and amazement!
It even made their scalps tingle, and Fei Shou was most afraid of the might of the sky.
"Old... old ancestor?!"
A disciple of the ancient immortal sect was horrified. Although this person was hiding in the green robe, only the ancestors of their sect could practice this method!
He looked very excited, looking up at Tianyu's elegant ancestors, their sect thought that these ancestors would not participate in the war.
"Presumptuous, who is your patriarch, this seat is Xihai Loose Cultivator, Lei Yaozi!"
The old man in green robe snorted coldly, his whole body was hidden in the thunder, "If it wasn't on the battlefield, just based on your nonsense, this seat can punish you for the crime of disrespect!"
The violent voice resounded in all directions, and the eyelids of countless immortal cultivators on this battlefield jumped wildly, and they bowed their heads hastily.
The disciple of the ancient immortal sect looked as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit. Didn't the ancestor open his eyes and talk nonsense...
"Fellow daoists, follow me to kill!"
Lei Yaozi roared forward, and pointed at the disciple of the sect with one hand, "You boy, stay with me, this side will fight, and your flesh and blood will not be spared, so don't die!"
"Yes! Old...Senior!"
The disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect responded with a loud roar, excited in their hearts, this is definitely their ancestor.
Rumble!
The Milky Way is turbulent, continuous, and powerful, endless cultivators come out with all their means, and all kinds of mana rainbow lights soar to the sky, screaming to kill and shaking the sky, and the evil clouds cover the sky!
Feishou is divided into an army of hundreds of routes, without fear of life and death, to meet Tianhe, to defile Tianhe!
There are big battles in all directions, whether it is Feishou or the creatures of the realm, they are constantly rushing to reinforce the army from behind.
Many monks look like crazy demons, facing the sea of blood, the real blood has been forced out by the monstrous battle, and the Dao of Longevity is completely unimportant at this time!
In a certain battlefield, Meng Sheng looked panic-stricken. Although he was powerful, he was still inconspicuous in such a big battle, and had even overturned his imagination of the world of cultivating immortals.
His lifespan and vitality are passing, but his strength is also slowly improving.
He is not so fearless, he has been controlling the erosion of the bloody aura on the battlefield, and kept his mind absolutely clear.
"I still want to aspire to the Great Dao of Longevity, and I must not die here."
Meng Sheng's eye sockets were bloodshot, why did heaven and earth have such a terrifying enemy as Feishou, "Cut life..."
Standing on the Tianhe River, he sacrificed spirit beasts and puppets from the storage ring, and even array flags, etc., with so many means, he rushed to the other side in an instant.
Of course, there will be a big war here, but he must not make fearless sacrifices. He has no feelings for Dali and Boundary, and he doesn't even have the pride of those sages.
Meng Sheng has always known what he needs. He is only in the Nascent Soul stage, so he can't control the situation of the war here, so save his life first.
His expression became more and more calm, and he calculated his improved cultivation base and remaining lifespan, and continued to join the battle!
……
Time flies, war has no time, and five years have passed.
The spirits in the realm were like a broken bamboo, and they followed Tianhe and drove straight in, and countless people fell down. Their remnants were wrapped and protected by Tianhe!
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The heavy and melodious war drums and horns continued to sound, as if they wanted to shake the black earth and suppress the endless evil life.
As far as the eye can see, countless warships on the Tianhe River started brazenly, slamming into the black earth, even like those ancient warships, they died together with the dirty life!
Warships, like fearless beasts, smashed into the black mountain that blocked the way, pressing down on the Feishou Bailu army with great momentum!
Countless Huishou's expressions were violent and ferocious, exuding boundless hatred, and their attacks became even crazier...Starting their filthy blood self-destruction method, the entire battlefield became more tragic, and the wind wept like ghosts.
On a certain black mountain.
There was a cruel smile on Qi Gengyun's face. His arms were broken, his hair was disheveled, and he was full of old age. His life was not long.
"Live...spirit."
A Nascent Soul, Feishou, spoke with difficulty with an ugly expression. He was seriously injured, and blood flowed all over the place.
"I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, haha..."
Qi Gengyun gave a low-pitched and cruel smile, violent mana surged from his body, and his mouth was full of magic weapons the size of beads. He blatantly rushed at Yuanying Feishou, "Zhuang Yun, your revenge has finally been avenged!!"
boom! !
There was a burst of dazzling light above the black mountain, the roar shook the sky, and the top of the mountain broke. The cultivator below took a deep breath and slightly cupped his hands.
……
Above the Tianhe River, in the continuous barracks.
"Report, Marshal, the Huishou Bailu army is retreating, and there seems to be a big change there!"
"Report, Marshal, in the northwest, there is an early stage of Huashen self-detonation, intercept our army's pursuit!"
"Report, Marshal, reinforcements from Dali's rear have arrived, but fewer and fewer monks are coming to help."
……
One after another, urgent military reports came in. Baili Zhonghu was murderous, his eyes were calm, and he said: "The whole army is attacking, intercept Feishou!"
"Yes, Marshal!"
Several people roared, covered in blood, and rushed out.
Baili Zhonghu stuck a blood blade upside down on the ground, his black hair danced lightly, and his whole body was filled with a cold and utter murderous aura: "... Feishou, if you want to retreat, how can we allow you to do so?"
He was full of energy and blood, picked up the blood blade and walked out step by step. There was not a single soldier in the huge barracks, but looking at the sky in the distance, it was covered with evil clouds.
The Milky Way was stained with blood, countless immortal cultivators and armies were still charging, and even spirit beasts and strange beasts were charging forward fearlessly.
They believe in the Baili clan, believe that there is a way ahead, and believe that there is a way ahead in the frontier battlefield!
"Rumble..."
The Milky Way is rolling in, the waves are roaring, and the huge waves are roaring like thunder, as if a tsunami is coming, not the sound of ordinary waves.
The densely packed warships are undulating in the Milky Way, and the momentum of the Endless Immortal Cultivation is mighty, and the momentum is astonishing!
At the head are hundreds of giant ships as huge as mountains, and behind them are endless and densely packed warships of all sizes.
Tens of millions of warships started a world-shattering battle with Tianyu on the surface of the river. Immortal cultivators and Huishou were everywhere, and the sound of self-detonation continued. There were many more Feishous here than in the rear.
All the lurking people in the frontier battlefield have come out of the mountain, and both sides no longer hold back, either you die or I live.
This time, the creatures in the realm suddenly set off a decisive battle, leaving them unprepared and even having no time to practice anymore!
"Lei Yao Qianli!"
An old man in green robe soared into the sky from a certain side of the Tianhe River, and his berserk magic power slammed down on Feishou who was hundreds of miles away from the front of the Tianhe River... a great power in the mid-stage of transformation!
Crackling and crackling sounds sounded, and the temperature on the vast battlefield dropped sharply.
Shocking and horrifying scenes appeared...
An unknown amount of bone-piercing and terrifying thunderbolt spread, centered on the old man in green robe, like a god of thunder descending into the world, summoning the wind and thunder, sweeping away like a thunderstorm, thunderous for thousands of miles!
Thunder arcs rippling the river surface, roaring river waves, set off thousands of feet of waves, all of them were set off in an instant, turning the land thousands of miles ahead into a thunderfield.
Amidst the thunder that shook the world, the high-altitude wind roared, and countless dark clouds gathered, forming a huge thundercloud with a size of tens of miles and dazzling thunder!
And this kind of lightning method shocked the countless army and immortal cultivators here, it must be the ancestor of the ancient immortal sect!
All of a sudden, both the enemy and us were shocked, and a large number of uncles who came aggressively stopped one after another, looking at the thundercloud in shock and amazement!
It even made their scalps tingle, and Fei Shou was most afraid of the might of the sky.
"Old... old ancestor?!"
A disciple of the ancient immortal sect was horrified. Although this person was hiding in the green robe, only the ancestors of their sect could practice this method!
He looked very excited, looking up at Tianyu's elegant ancestors, their sect thought that these ancestors would not participate in the war.
"Presumptuous, who is your patriarch, this seat is Xihai Loose Cultivator, Lei Yaozi!"
The old man in green robe snorted coldly, his whole body was hidden in the thunder, "If it wasn't on the battlefield, just based on your nonsense, this seat can punish you for the crime of disrespect!"
The violent voice resounded in all directions, and the eyelids of countless immortal cultivators on this battlefield jumped wildly, and they bowed their heads hastily.
The disciple of the ancient immortal sect looked as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit. Didn't the ancestor open his eyes and talk nonsense...
"Fellow daoists, follow me to kill!"
Lei Yaozi roared forward, and pointed at the disciple of the sect with one hand, "You boy, stay with me, this side will fight, and your flesh and blood will not be spared, so don't die!"
"Yes! Old...Senior!"
The disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect responded with a loud roar, excited in their hearts, this is definitely their ancestor.
Rumble!
The Milky Way is turbulent, continuous, and powerful, endless cultivators come out with all their means, and all kinds of mana rainbow lights soar to the sky, screaming to kill and shaking the sky, and the evil clouds cover the sky!
Feishou is divided into an army of hundreds of routes, without fear of life and death, to meet Tianhe, to defile Tianhe!
There are big battles in all directions, whether it is Feishou or the creatures of the realm, they are constantly rushing to reinforce the army from behind.
Many monks look like crazy demons, facing the sea of blood, the real blood has been forced out by the monstrous battle, and the Dao of Longevity is completely unimportant at this time!
In a certain battlefield, Meng Sheng looked panic-stricken. Although he was powerful, he was still inconspicuous in such a big battle, and had even overturned his imagination of the world of cultivating immortals.
His lifespan and vitality are passing, but his strength is also slowly improving.
He is not so fearless, he has been controlling the erosion of the bloody aura on the battlefield, and kept his mind absolutely clear.
"I still want to aspire to the Great Dao of Longevity, and I must not die here."
Meng Sheng's eye sockets were bloodshot, why did heaven and earth have such a terrifying enemy as Feishou, "Cut life..."
Standing on the Tianhe River, he sacrificed spirit beasts and puppets from the storage ring, and even array flags, etc., with so many means, he rushed to the other side in an instant.
Of course, there will be a big war here, but he must not make fearless sacrifices. He has no feelings for Dali and Boundary, and he doesn't even have the pride of those sages.
Meng Sheng has always known what he needs. He is only in the Nascent Soul stage, so he can't control the situation of the war here, so save his life first.
His expression became more and more calm, and he calculated his improved cultivation base and remaining lifespan, and continued to join the battle!
……
Time flies, war has no time, and five years have passed.
The spirits in the realm were like a broken bamboo, and they followed Tianhe and drove straight in, and countless people fell down. Their remnants were wrapped and protected by Tianhe!
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The heavy and melodious war drums and horns continued to sound, as if they wanted to shake the black earth and suppress the endless evil life.
As far as the eye can see, countless warships on the Tianhe River started brazenly, slamming into the black earth, even like those ancient warships, they died together with the dirty life!
Warships, like fearless beasts, smashed into the black mountain that blocked the way, pressing down on the Feishou Bailu army with great momentum!
Countless Huishou's expressions were violent and ferocious, exuding boundless hatred, and their attacks became even crazier...Starting their filthy blood self-destruction method, the entire battlefield became more tragic, and the wind wept like ghosts.
On a certain black mountain.
There was a cruel smile on Qi Gengyun's face. His arms were broken, his hair was disheveled, and he was full of old age. His life was not long.
"Live...spirit."
A Nascent Soul, Feishou, spoke with difficulty with an ugly expression. He was seriously injured, and blood flowed all over the place.
"I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, haha..."
Qi Gengyun gave a low-pitched and cruel smile, violent mana surged from his body, and his mouth was full of magic weapons the size of beads. He blatantly rushed at Yuanying Feishou, "Zhuang Yun, your revenge has finally been avenged!!"
boom! !
There was a burst of dazzling light above the black mountain, the roar shook the sky, and the top of the mountain broke. The cultivator below took a deep breath and slightly cupped his hands.
……
Above the Tianhe River, in the continuous barracks.
"Report, Marshal, the Huishou Bailu army is retreating, and there seems to be a big change there!"
"Report, Marshal, in the northwest, there is an early stage of Huashen self-detonation, intercept our army's pursuit!"
"Report, Marshal, reinforcements from Dali's rear have arrived, but fewer and fewer monks are coming to help."
……
One after another, urgent military reports came in. Baili Zhonghu was murderous, his eyes were calm, and he said: "The whole army is attacking, intercept Feishou!"
"Yes, Marshal!"
Several people roared, covered in blood, and rushed out.
Baili Zhonghu stuck a blood blade upside down on the ground, his black hair danced lightly, and his whole body was filled with a cold and utter murderous aura: "... Feishou, if you want to retreat, how can we allow you to do so?"
He was full of energy and blood, picked up the blood blade and walked out step by step. There was not a single soldier in the huge barracks, but looking at the sky in the distance, it was covered with evil clouds.
The Milky Way was stained with blood, countless immortal cultivators and armies were still charging, and even spirit beasts and strange beasts were charging forward fearlessly.
They believe in the Baili clan, believe that there is a way ahead, and believe that there is a way ahead in the frontier battlefield!
