Hearing what Emperor Xie said, Gu An could only sigh. Escape to the ocean? What a joke! Gu An didn't know what Emperor Xie's mentality was, but he felt that after the human race of the Eight Dynasties was destroyed, the next to suffer would be the demons. The previous legend proved this point. When the earth was full of demons, powerful cultivators would come. Feeding demons with humans, and feeding humans with demons? Transformed, it would not be a fight between the same race, and the holy land would still be worshipped by the two races. Gu An chatted with Emperor Xie casually, his eyes did not leave the Tiantai, and he was also weighing whether to take action. After all, he still had some time to reach the ten million year life mark. If he broke through now, he would definitely be able to break through the great realm, but he wanted to open the next life function more.
He was afraid that his action would accelerate the progress of the demon catastrophe. ... Dajiang Dynasty, this is the northernmost Jiangshan of the Eight Dynasties, with towering mountains and steep cliffs all over the land, and various wonders are famous all over the world. With the land of demons on their backs, the living environment of the cultivators of the Dajiang Dynasty is even more difficult. It is for this reason that the strongest dynasty was created. In the north, the mountains overlap and the snow covers the sky. The majestic snow fog makes the mountains looming, like the back of a real dragon, magnificent and majestic, and like a natural wall that separates the world into two halves. On a mountain, Lu Lingjun sat on a huge rock, and his spiritual power vibrated, making the snow fog around him unable to approach, forming wisps of white smoke rising. She slowly opened her eyes and looked towards the horizon. There were still undulating mountains in front of her, and there was a faint fire at the end of the world. The flying snow could not completely cover it, and strong winds blew towards Lu Lingjun from time to time. The terrifying demonic aura of the six-headed Jiao Luo enveloped the entire world, and even Lu Lingjun and the Bai Ling Demon Emperor on her shoulder were worried. "What is he waiting for?" Bai Ling Demon Emperor asked in a low voice. Lu Lingjun looked calm and said, "It may be related to the mountain god. After all, a Mahayana cultivator died at the hands of the mountain god." "Will the mountain god take action? There are so many demons in the north. This disaster is definitely not comparable to the Epiphyllum Sect. No matter how you look at it, the human race will die." Bai Ling Demon Emperor muttered. It is also a demon, so it will naturally not stand on the side of the human race. It hopes that Lu Lingjun can evacuate this troubled place. Lu Lingjun was silent, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking. Bai Ling Demon Emperor couldn't help but persuade: "Lingjun, why don't you go south? Maybe the ocean is not that dangerous." Lu Lingjun said faintly: "Do you still remember when I broke through, the Taixuan Sect cultivators plundered for me?" Bai Ling Demon Emperor opened his mouth when he heard it, but finally couldn't say anything. It knows Lu Lingjun too well. If Lu Lingjun was not such a loyal person, how could it follow him?
The head of Bai Ling Demon Emperor fell down, and he said in a muffled voice: "Let's see if the mountain god is powerful. By the way, Taixuan Sect also has a sword master who helps the way. He should be able to take action." Yin—— A high-pitched dragon roar came, shaking the earth, and the fishy wind mixed with flying snow came, and even the mountains under Lu Lingjun trembled. Thousands of miles away. The war was raging, the earth was scorched, and magma was flowing in the wounds on the surface. The fire floated between heaven and earth. Mountains were flattened, and the mountains left behind showed huge holes. Countless monks were suspended in the air, and various magnificent formations were laid out in the sky. The earth was divided into two by a bottomless crack in the ground. The human monks cast spells on one side, and the other side was full of demons and monsters. They were crowded on the edge of the cliff, densely packed, and each had a hideous face. The roars and howls came one after another, turning this world into purgatory. A terrifying giant demon stood behind the endless demons. His body was as high as the clouds. He was wearing heavy black armor. His shoulder helmet had sharp fangs like a mountain peak. There were heads hanging on his belt, all of which were heads of big demons. His body was like a human, thousands of feet high, his neck was immersed in the clouds, and the heads of six dragons were looming in the clouds. Those pairs of scarlet eyes seemed to be the eyes of the demon god peeping into the world from the abyss, which made people shudder. He was the six-headed Jiao Luo, the peerless demon who was fearful of the demon land! On his shoulder was a figure surrounded by dark demonic energy. It was very small, revealing only a goat head, and the goat eyes were as red as blood beads. "My king, it seems that there are no Mahayana cultivators in the human race, and the so-called mountain god dare not cause trouble." The goat-headed demon said, and his voice penetrated into the ears of the six-headed Jiao Luo. Upon hearing this, a terrifying pressure erupted, scaring the demons in front to flee in panic and make way for the six-headed Jiao Luo. In front of the six-headed Jiao Luo, which was as huge as a giant mountain, most demons were as small as ants. As the six-headed Jiao Luo stepped forward, the ghost energy rose up, forming countless female ghosts with graceful figures and charming faces. They surrounded the six-headed Jiao Luo, and their laughter gathered together, making the monks in the distance feel fascinated. "The six-headed Jiao Luo is coming!" A burly gray-robed man shouted angrily, his voice like thunder, resounding through the world. Liang Canghai, the leader of Cangtian Sect, flew to the front of the formation. He raised the long sword in his hand and shouted angrily: "Disciples of Cangtian Sect, listen to my order, take the pills, and fight to the death!" After the words fell, millions of Cangtian Sect disciples in the back took out the pills without hesitation. It was a dark brown pill. After the monks took it, their spiritual power surged, and bloody energy emanated from their bodies. Veins popped out on their faces, their eyes were wide open, and their eyes were full of bloodshot. The leaders of other sects gave orders one after another, all with the attitude of fighting to the death, and the same was true for Taixuan Sect. Ancestor Xuanquan flew across the battlefield and flew to the cliff. He held a fly whisk and drew talismans with one hand. The talismans drawn by spiritual power appeared in front of him, lined up in a row. More and more great monks in the Xuanxin Realm flew to the sky above the cliff that isolated the battlefield, and together they faced the six-headed dragon that was about to cross the cliff. The sword mad Han Ming is also in the Yu Dynasty's position, preparing to fight to the death. Lu Lingjun came stepping on a hundred-foot-long white python. She held a sword in both hands with unparalleled courage and no fear in her eyes. "It seems that the human race has no Mahayana. If so, it should become the food circle of the demon race!" The cold voices of the six dragon heads echoed in the world, and then, the six terrifying dragon heads screamed in unison, shaking the heaven and the earth. The dragon roars gathered together and spread very far, towards the land of Eight Dynasties. The war breaks out again! But this time, the approach of the six-headed dragon heralds the official beginning of the demon calamity!
… Taixuanmen, the outer gate of the city. When the dragon's roar came from the distance, the flying snow between the sky and the earth seemed to stop, and hundreds of thousands of disciples on the sky-building platform all opened their eyes. The face of Gu Zong, who was sitting in the middle, changed drastically, and his eyes were full of worry. The disciples in various streets and mansions in the city were also disturbed. Even if they couldn't see the situation in the north, they were frightened just by hearing the sound. What kind of shocking monster could have such a terrifying roar? Even Fangyao Valley outside the outer gate was alarmed. Xuan Valley, on the top of the mountain. Gu An and Chu Jingfeng stood side by side, looking at the north together, the wind and snow blowing their robes. When Chu Jingfeng heard the dragon roars of the six dragons, he couldn't help but frown. He asked, "Master of the Valley, do you think Taixuan Sect can survive this disaster this time?" While watching the battle with his spiritual consciousness, Gu An said: "Of course it is possible. I believe in Taixuan Sect and the world of immortality we live in." When the six-headed dragon crossed the canyon, a mysterious aura emerged from the Eight Dynasties, heading towards the north. It’s not just the land of Eight Dynasties! Even the southern ocean has a strong aura! At this moment, Gu An felt the heritage of the Eight Dynasties human race, which had been accumulated over the past ten thousand years. There are always people who go to the ocean in search of immortality, but there are always people who miss their homeland even if they are in a foreign land. Gu An's left hand touched the double heart ring on his right hand. In fact, he didn't need this ring to feel Lu Lingjun's danger. Even with the long-range attack, Lu Lingjun was still seriously injured. The six-headed dragon was so powerful that its offensive destroyed the world and forced the entire human race to retreat. "It's a pity that I am a useless person now, otherwise I would have participated in the war, even if I died on the battlefield." Chu Jingfeng sighed. Gu An patted Chu Jingfeng's shoulder and said: "How can you be a useless person? As long as people are alive, there is still hope. You can turn your current unwillingness into motivation. Maybe in the future, Taixuan Sect will need you to save it." , then, you will be the hero of Taixuanmen, I hope I can see that day in my lifetime. " Chu Jingfeng couldn't help turning his head to look at him and asked, "Do you really think I can do it?" Gu An smiled and said: "That's natural, Brother Chu, you are the pride of heaven in my eyes. You can definitely do what I can't do." The pride of heaven? Chu Jingfeng was in a daze, looking at Gu An's smile, a surge of strength surged in his heart. Gu An has been encouraging him these years. If there was even the slightest bit of hypocrisy, it would not have lasted to this day. This shows that Gu An is really looking forward to him! "Please take action, Sword Master Fudao!"
Gu Zong's hoarse shouts came from the distance, and a gust of wind and snow rushed towards the two of them. Before Chu Jingfeng could speak, shouts rang out again in the distance. They were the shouts of hundreds of thousands of monks, speaking in unison, and not even the sound of wind and snow could cover it up. "Please take action, Sword Master Fudao!" "Please take action, Sword Master Fudao!" The sound became louder and louder as more and more people joined in. Chu Jingfeng sighed: "I'm not sure whether I can become a hero in the future, but now, Sword Master Fudao is the hero of Taixuan Sect." distance. Inside the outer gate city. On the Tianbu Platform, hundreds of thousands of disciples were sitting in meditation, shouting at the top of their lungs. Even the disciples on the streets began to shout along, begging the Sword Master Fu Dao to take action. Gu Zong, who was screaming, seemed to feel something and couldn't help but lower his head. He saw his sword trembling, as if he wanted to unsheath it. He took off the sword, not only him, but also other disciples, some even took out their own swords from their storage bags. On the street, a disciple coming and going stopped. They looked at the sword on their waist or in their hands in astonishment. Everyone's sword blades were trembling, and they felt a huge sword intent envelope them. Could it be... A bold guess emerged in the minds of the Taixuanmen monks. Thanks to Stonewell for the reward of 1500 starting coins~~ Update begins!