Without staying too long, Jiang Chen turned into a stream of light and left, and no one in the city noticed that at the moment Jiang Chen left, all the demon spirits that had been killed by Jiang Chen and remained in the void were all gathered up. , For the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, these are all nutrients. Although the level of these demons is too low compared to Jiang Chen, there are too many demons on this battlefield. This time, Jiang Chen wants to let the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda enough to absorb.
The monks who were rescued in the city all bowed and saluted in the direction where Jiang Chen was leaving. They would never forget such a life-saving grace. In their hearts, the status of the ancients soared in an instant. Believe in Buddhism and worship Daleiyin Temple.
But today they suffered a terrible disaster, and it was not the Daleiyin Temple who rescued them from dire straits, but the genius of the ancient tribe.
"It's a matter of the world to fight against the demons, and the ancients are the ones who really care about the world."
The mayor sighed.
"Lord City Lord, what should we do now? Are we going to escape?"
Someone asked.
"If you want to run for your life, you can run away. I will not run away. My home is gone, and my relatives are dead. If you can't kill the devil in your lifetime, even if you are alive, you will be a walking dead."
"That's right, I'm not running away. Let's go to other battlefields to hunt demons. Now the entire Western Regions are full of demons and battlefields. If we survive, we must also contribute."
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The crowd was excited, everyone's eyes were red, looking at the broken homes around them, looking at the dilapidated corpses of their relatives, even if they survived, their hearts are bleeding. A race, now that Jiang Chen has saved them, are they really going to escape
"Okay, let's leave here and go to other battlefields to kill demons and protect our homeland."
The city lord was shocked, and flew away in one direction with the remnants.
Jiang Chen is not in a hurry to enter the main battlefield now. He has to stand up for the ancients first, because he knows very well in his heart that the war with the demons, although only in the Western Regions, affects the entire human race. This is a great opportunity to make a name for the ancients. , must not be missed.
Among the Eight Great Domains, although the Western Region is the smallest, it is also tens of millions of miles away, and there are countless large and small cities. Just like the peripheral cities that I saved before, there are thousands of them. indivual.
These peripheral cities are not the main battlefield, but at this moment is also the real doomsday. Some monks fled when the demons started to attack, and many others did not escape and were fighting fiercely with the demons.
They can't get the help of Daleiyin Temple, or even the help of the Eight Pure Land clans, and they can only survive on their own. At this time, a young man in white, incarnated as a savior, stepped out of the sky, walked on the periphery of the Western Regions, galloping In the sky above one city after another, wherever they passed, the demons wailed and died countless times.
The level of the demons on the periphery is really too low. For Jiang Chen, he can kill them all with a single breath. Jiang Chen’s gust of wind blows through, and he is truly famous for the ancients. The name Guchen begins In the rapid spread of the Western Regions, vaguely, the prestige of the ancients has far surpassed that of Daleiyin Temple.
At the same time that Jiang Chen started to slaughter frantically, many geniuses from the Eight Pure Land clans also appeared, and entering these peripheral battlefields can be regarded as truly helping these cities relieve the pressure.
After all, at the beginning, the attacks of the demons were too fierce. Not only were there a large number of them, but there were also many tyrannical great demon saints, who had a close relationship with the Daleiyin Temple. Chen killed their patriarch and the elders of the sixth-level great sage. When he was in despair, his passion for fighting against the demons was not high. In addition, the real masters from the Shengyuan Temple had not yet arrived. They also dare not let their geniuses easily enter the battlefield of the Western Regions.
Now, with the arrival of the masters of the Holy Yuan Palace one after another, the geniuses of the Eight Pure Land clans have also poured in.
This is a tragic war in the world, but such a war is not without benefits for human monks. The journey of cultivation is originally a journey against the sky, a boat against the current, and any famous person in history is not without feet. , achieved through many trials and tribulations.
Therefore, fighting against the Demon Race is also a process of human growth, and it is a ladder to the maturity of genius. Cultivation is inherently cruel, and some people are destined to rise and some people fall.
Jiang Chen is undoubtedly the biggest beneficiary of this war. At present, and in the future, he has been in the Western Regions for an hour, and the number of demons who died tragically in his hands is at least 10,000.
With such a huge number of demons, Jiang Chen did not let go of all the essence and energy, all of which were absorbed by the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda. The fourth floor of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda has begun to gradually condense and has a prototype.
The ninety-ninth-story Ancestral Dragon Pagoda is the same as Jiang Chen's condensing dragon patterns. The further back, the more difficult it is to condense. Therefore, if the fourth-story Ancestral Dragon Pagoda is to be fully condensed, it is bound to be more difficult than the third-story. many.
The best way to condense the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda is to absorb energy, huge energy, more and more energy, those demons that Jiang Chen killed before, the level is too low, for condensing the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, the effect is not great.
And just when Jiang Chen was on the outskirts of the battlefield, the sky at Daleiyin Temple had already collapsed, and countless demons were besieging Daleiyin Temple. The master of the Shaosheng Yuan Temple.
At this moment, it was the eighth-level great saints of the ancient clan who were sitting in the Daleiyin Temple. Some of the eighth-level great saints had already joined the battlefield and fought fiercely with the eighth-level devil saints of the demon race, and the fight was indistinguishable.
Today's Daleiyin Temple is indeed not the Daleiyin Temple of the past. Buddhism has declined too fast. In the past thousand years, there has been an ancestor of Qinglian. Today's Daleiyin Temple is relatively large. In terms of the battlefield, it is even more vulnerable. In the entire Daleiyin Temple, not even an eighth-level Great Sage can be found.
Qinglian Mountain!
It is not far from Daleiyin Temple, and it is also one of the main battlefields. All the peaks outside Qinglian Mountain have been smashed, and there are big pits everywhere. Thousands of demons are crushed in black, facing Qinglian Mountain. Pounce on.
At this moment, outside the Qinglian Mountain, a white-haired young man stood in a mighty battle. The demonic waves emanating from his body were more terrifying than those demons. His hands were covered with demonic blood, which was the blood of the enemy. It is the blood of the devil, and under his feet, the corpses of the devil can already be piled up into mountains.
The young man is none other than Han Yan. For Han Yan, such a battlefield is simply a dream. As a powerful ancient demon physique, he can absorb the essence and spirit of all demons to improve his cultivation. .
In other words, in such a battlefield, his methods are almost the same as Jiang Chen, and they are the biggest nemesis of the devil.
"Little friend, be careful, there is a powerful fifth-level demon saint on the opposite side, which is difficult to deal with."
Below, in front of the gate of Qinglian Mountain, an old monk covered in blood was sitting cross-legged. He looked at the huge demon sage over a hundred feet across from Han Yan, and couldn't help worrying that the old monk was Master Ran Feng. Only Master Ran Feng, the second-level Great Sage level, was seriously injured in the previous battle. If Han Yan had not appeared in time, he would have been killed by the crazy attack of the devil.
The demons have deep hatred for the people of Buddhism, so they are extremely cruel to attack. The leader standing opposite Han Yan at this moment is a powerful fifth-level demon saint.
"Master, rest assured, I will not let these demons disturb the monk's cultivation."
Han Yan opened his mouth and said, he has learned that the tyrant is at the most critical moment of retreat, and he must not be disturbed.
After Jiang Chen left that day, it only took ten minutes for the tyrant to break through the great sage, and the 9th-turn catastrophe he successfully attracted. The power of the relics left by the ancestors of Lian is too great, and the extent of his growth is definitely not just as simple as a first-level great sage.
Looking at the progress of the tyrant, Master Ran Feng was naturally very excited. On the day when the demons launched the attack, the tyrant's cultivation had broken through to the third-level great sage. Even now, he still sang all the way, according to Ran According to Master Feng's estimation, after the tyrant leaves the border, he will be at least the peak of the fifth-level great saint, and even break through to the sixth-level great saint.
After all, the relic integrated with the fairy is too terrifying. The tyrant originally inherited the inheritance of the ancestors of Qinglian. It can be said that the inheritance is a line, and it is natural to refine it, without any difficulties or obstacles.
Today, there is a looming aura in Qinglian Mountain. That aura is sometimes tyrannical and sometimes weak. It is exactly the aura of a tyrant, which shows that the tyrant has reached the most critical moment at this moment, and it is the last step of the retreat. Blockbuster.
And this is the most critical step, and the most important thing is not to be disturbed. Otherwise, the loss that the tyrant can suffer is immeasurable.
Facing the attack of powerful demons, Master Ran Feng was already desperate, but Han Yan's timely appearance gave him hope again.
"Pure Ancient Demon's physique, I really didn't expect that such an existence exists among human beings. Unfortunately, the strength is still too weak. If this seat kills you, it will directly devour your Ancient Demon's bloodline, and then the cultivation base will be diligent. Invincible, quack…”
The fifth-level demon sage on the opposite side laughed loudly. The bloodline of the ancient demon appeared on a human body, which made him feel extremely surprised, but at the same time as the accident, there was a hint of joy. This was his own chance. If you eat a human with the blood of the ancient demon, the benefits you can get are simply endless.