"I knew you wouldn't be so kind."

On the side peak of Xianshan, on the Dongling Pavilion, Liu Zhuoran reached out to wipe the blood stains on the corner of his mouth. The robe of the ranger with his hair was covered in blood. Most of the Dongling Pavilion behind him had been destroyed in the fierce battle.

In front of Liu Zhuoran, on the mountain stream where he spent his youth, more than a dozen corpses were lying down by Ling Xu.

The long sword held in his right hand continued to suck the fragments as the spiritual energy surged, making the broken sword blade like a long whip filled with light, with a few sharp and mysterious threads.

Among those flying fragments, there were drops of blood dripping from the broken blade.

Obviously, the process of his coming here to pay tribute to his master was not going smoothly.

There is an ambush against him here, perhaps not what the ancestor ordered, but these Japanese hiding here are indeed good players, as well as Onmyoji who plays with ghost paths, helping the powerful ghost martial artists.

This place has become ruins.

Liu Zhuoran turned around and looked at the demolished Dongling Pavilion behind him. His eyes were filled with sighs. In his memory, the last slightly warm place of memories that had lived in Penglai for nearly ten years was also destroyed in this battle.

"It's not just me."

Liu Zhuoran walked a few steps forward and looked down from this high place. He was surrounded by clouds and mist. He could probably see that wars had emerged everywhere in the entire Xianshan Mountain.

The gangsters who came with them were separated by the Japanese masters replaced in Penglai, fighting each place, and on the battlefield close to the main peak.

He could vaguely see a blue turbid current moving outward.

"The Yin soldiers have been released, and it seems that the situation is not good."

Wu Jian carried Ling Xu and jumped down from the cliff and rushed to the nearest battlefield. The wound on his waist was still hurting slightly, but the spiritual energy was overflowing here, and he used magic martial arts to suppress the wounds and could continue to fight.

He could probably guess the reason why these Japanese people ambushed him here.

Ling Xu Qianren may not have many advantages when facing the ancestor.

But if the swordsmen who are not afraid of group attacks and are also roam around, the attacks arranged by Japanese people on the Middle Earth warriors will become empty talk.

This has been proven in Qilu.

The defeat of the King of Hongchen was six points in the joint force of Shen Qiu and Taoist Ziwei, and the remaining four points were all due to the domineering strength of the aiders in the Jianghu.

"Don't panic with fellow workers."

Liu Zhuoran moved up and stepped on the steep mountain wall and went down the road. His speed was rapid. The spiritual energy was swept into wind and wrapped around the Lingxu Thousand Blades. When it landed, the fairy sword was swung up.

The attack was the Dongling Immortal Sword. The green sword lotus operated with Canglan's true energy lit up outside the encirclement closest to him. The stream of light of each lotus flower contains a piece of Ling Xu.

Thousands of lights flew into flowing blades, like a tide breaking through the dike, rushed towards the battle formation ahead. The encirclement composed of ghost martial arts and Japanese sword saints was cut open in the blood light.

The divided warriors, seeing that the assistance was so powerful, were cheered up one by one. As Liu Zhuoran rushed to the left and right, he quickly repelled the Japanese nearby.

Several ambush points were broken, and the warriors who could still fight in the sword gathered together. As he advanced to the main peak of Xianshan, he wanted to join the Yin soldiers who rushed down from the mountain.

The Penglai thieves suffered heavy losses in Lin'an. The Japanese ambushed in the mountains were the main force. These guys selected from hell on earth were all terrible.

In order to deal with the storm of Yin soldiers, some Onmyojis joined forces to set up the eight-phase ghost formation and continuously put Shikigami ghosts into the battlefield. There is enough spiritual energy here, which also allows Onmyojis to let go of their actions.

Only half an hour after the war started, the Penglai Fairy Mountain was full of ghosts. The original outrageous and ethereal spirits were gone, and the gusts of the fairy spirit were replaced by gusts of gusts of gusts, just like the sacred springs came here.

Where can I have a trace of peace that the immortals should have?

Of course, this may be the original appearance of this fairy mountain.

Just like what Chen Qiu said to the ancestor.

In this battle, the Penglai people tried their best to destroy these hard-core warriors in the world. The warriors also made up their minds to break the evil land of Penglai in one battle.

Both sides did not give in, and they all played their trump cards, and they played extremely fiercely.

But generally speaking, the chances of victory are still leaning towards the warriors with the help of ghost soldiers. The tourists from the world came with the belief of saving the world. They were more brave than the Japanese thieves who just wanted to kill and destroy the world with the immortals.

However, this victory or defeat is just a battle between people and ghosts in the mountains.

On the main peak of Xianshan, there are also battles between the Tianbang people and the ancestors. From time to time, there are low beast roars, wind and thunder, and black clouds rolling.

There is a powerful force fighting there, and it has become a deadly battle forbidden area. No one knows what the situation is, but the success or failure there will undoubtedly directly affect the end of today's battle situation.

However, everyone involved in the battlefields of both sides must do their own responsibilities. The top group of masters in the world will not retreat when they fight to the death. These tourists who represent ordinary warriors cannot stop fighting.

"Liu Daxia, this island is flying."

While fighting with ghosts and thieves, someone took the time to shout:

"It seems to be flying towards the Middle Earth. I was on the main peak before. I heard the old ghost say that it was going to fly to the Middle Earth to act as a source point to activate the evil formation and refine sentient beings in the world.

Can't let it fly over!

Liu Daxia, you were once a disciple of Penglai. Do you know that there is a way to stop it?”

"there!"

Liu Zhuoran put away Ling Xu, and thousands of pieces of sword blades were reclaimed on the hilt. He looked at the mountain on the other side, pondered for a moment, and said to the bloody warrior beside him:

"As far as I know, that mountain peak is where various formations of Penglai Fairy Mountain are located. I have never been there, but if I break that site, I may be able to stop the island's flight."

Speaking of this, he looked at everyone, each of them was bleeding, some of them were seriously injured, don't ask:

"But there must be strong enemies guarding over there. Can you still fight?"

"What did Liu Daxia say?"

The warriors answered in a verbal way:

"We dare to come here today, so we don't plan to go back alive. We practice martial arts for most of our lives, just to protect the Tao with martial arts?

It is no longer in vain to be able to participate in such a big event.

Take us to rush, Daxia Liu, although we cannot fight against that fierce old ghost, we can do more things for us in this world. Let’s break the evil formation now!”

"good!"

Wu Jian also felt a sense of heroism. He waved Ling Xu and broke the tide of ghosts in front of him. He took the lead and flew towards the side peak. A group of warriors behind him took their swords and followed.

As the warriors said, Penglai Fairy Mountain has been flying rapidly above the sea of ​​clouds since it entered the clouds. They fought fiercely on the island and did not know the specific direction.

But the island flies faster than they thought.

From Chongming Island to Penglai Fairy Mountain, even if there were Penglai treasure ships and dragon snakes pulling them, it took everyone almost a whole day. However, at this time, Xianshan went from the East China Sea to the Middle Earth, and in less than an hour, most of the road had been completed.

There is no sea of ​​clouds covering the eyes.

Looking up from this fairy mountain, you can even faintly see the outlines of the coastal areas under the darkness. In another half an hour, this fairy mountain can fly to the Middle Earth.

As it continues to approach Middle Earth, various visions also emerge on the earth around Middle Earth.

On the holy volcano in the Western Regions.

The saint Lei Shiyin, who was protecting the holy fire, was awakened by the violent shock. Under the escort of several saint fire guardians, the saint quickly walked into the hall where the holy fire was located.

The golden flame, which was carefully protected by her, had reached its prosperity, was no longer the quiet and burning state of the past, as if it was hit by some force.

On the bronze lamp shaped into a lotus-shaped shape, the burning sacred fire showed a peeling and bursting posture, and even danced into a ball of fire in the hall, constantly flying flames around.

"You'll quit!"

Shiyin saw that something was wrong and shouted to everyone behind her.

He walked forward a few steps, soothing the sacred fire with his bloodline, and the other guardians also realized the danger, and quickly retreated from the hall, and closed the bronze hall gate.

The restlessness of the thousand-year-old holy fire was felt throughout the holy volcano. Looking out from the peak where the hall was located, you can clearly see that it was late at night, and there was light like a sun above the sky.

Dispelling the night is like the arrival of day.

Looking further west from this place, you can see towering, huge, mountain-like stone pillars growing rapidly among the mountains at the end of your sight.

It's like a stone pillar that pierces from under the ground.

This scene shocked everyone present, and the sincere believers knelt on the ground, recited scriptures loudly, trying to relieve their fear.

Not only in the Western Regions, but also in the depths of the 100,000 mountains in the southern border, there are also such lonely stone pillars rising like a hundred miles away, and they are still clearly visible. The witch Xuanyu, who is in charge of Phoenix City, also received the news as soon as possible.

In the temple of Gu Mother, several dormant Gu insects left by the ancestors a thousand years ago also had abnormal movements. She went to the temple to protect her, and sent a black and white Gu master to rush to the mountains overnight to check.

At the end of the border between the northern grassland and the bitter and cold land, there are also stone pillars rising, but this place is remote and has not yet alarmed others.

But there are such strange phenomena in the land of Liaodong and the coast of the East China Sea.

Even the Kunlun Dragon Vein, the source of Xiang River, the Yellow River, and the Yangtze River are all in the movements of the earth and the mountains, rising up the stone pillars that are like lonely peaks, like formation nodes, breaking out of the ground.

When they appeared as the fairy mountain approached the Middle Earth, the all-spirit arrays that were located in remote places and had not yet been demolished were activated. The spiritual energy was seized and did not escape, but instead poured back into the dry earth veins for thousands of years.

This caused the entire Middle Earth to surging for a while.

Earthquakes occurred in many inland areas at the same time, landslides, waters diverted, and cities flooded.

A turbulent hurricane broke out on the sea, causing sea tides wherever Xianshan reached, sweeping towards the coast, getting closer to the middle ground, and the operation of the all-spirit array on the Xianshan became more and more manic.

The small islands on the East China Sea shattered, as if they were pulled by force, pulled out of the sea. As the fairy mountain moved forward, the gravel took off, surrounding the fairy mountain one by one, like spiral star rings.

This fairy mountain is like a moving disaster point, attracting the whole world to move.

Once it reaches the predetermined location, the combination of the Tongtian stone pillars everywhere and the remaining spiritual arrays in the world will inevitably push this sudden disaster to the extreme.

What's worse is that under the Kunlun Fairy Pool, where the monsters are suppressed are also gradually rioting.

Zhang Moye and Cang Lan Zhenren were guarding the rift valley leading to the center of the earth, fighting every moment, killing the monsters that rushed out of the rift back into the rift valley.
To be continued...