Shangnanzhou, Los Angeles.
Because this city is not far from Wanming Sword Sect, the city has always been lively and prosperous, but these days, the streets have suddenly become deserted.
As the matter of the devil's fetus has been widely spread, everyone knows that the crisis is at hand, and the residents of the city do their best to stay out of the house if they can, and many businesses have closed their doors.
But there are always some thorns in every city, and Wang Changsheng is one of them.
He was born and raised in Luocheng, and his talent was not that good, but he was not bad. Now he has built a foundation. Because he was timid and chivalrous since he was a child, he was nicknamed "Wang Daan", and he was considered the number one person in Los Angeles.
At this moment, Wang Changsheng was struttingly walking down the street, with his own spirit eagle parked on his shoulders, and humming a little song.
Suddenly, Wang Changsheng saw an acquaintance.
"Yo, isn't this fellow Daoist Lin? Where are you going in such a hurry?"
The Taoist friend Lin he mentioned was wearing an old Taoist robe. When he was walking, the hem of the Taoist robe kept being lifted up because he walked too fast, like a fallen leaf blowing in the wind.
When Daoyou Lin heard someone call him, he paused, and then suddenly realized, "So it's Daoyou Wang, why do you still have the mind to hang out?"
Wang Changsheng raised his head and looked at the sky, "It's a pity not to stroll around on this glorious day?"
Daoyou Lin couldn't help but admire, "Young Daoyou Wang is really good-hearted. When a disaster is approaching, You Daoyou Wang doesn't take it all seriously."
"It's a big disaster? Are you talking about the devil's fetus?" Wang Changsheng laughed loudly, "Hahaha, the rumors in the market, why should Daoyou Lin take it seriously? I think my righteous cultivator is far stronger than a demon cultivator. How can the birth of the devil be allowed? It's just a little trick of the devil's way, it's just trying to confuse people's minds!"
Fellow Daoist Lin shook his head, "I'd rather believe it, little brother, I'll rush to Xincheng, which is the closest to Wanming Sword Sect. If something goes wrong, be safe."
Wang Changsheng: "How could it come out—"
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Changsheng widened his eyes sharply. Seeing this, Fellow Daoist Lin followed his line of sight and subconsciously opened his mouth.
I saw countless red red cranes flying in the air, and the number of them was tens of thousands. When the cranes passed over their heads, it seemed like a cloud shrouded Luo City, and there was no sunlight.
Fellow Daoist Lin: "Thousand Feather School..."
With so many red dandelion cranes in captivity as mounts, only the Qianyu faction, one of the four major factions in Shangnanzhou!
It was not until the crane group disappeared without a trace that Wang Changsheng asked in a daze, "Is the Qianyu faction all dispatched? What happened?"
There was that person who came out to watch the excitement: "What else could it be? It must be related to the devil. Watching the battle of the Qianyu faction, the sects of the right way are afraid to start."
Wang Changsheng was about to refute this person when he heard an exclamation from behind.
He turned his head and saw a compass appeared in the sky. The compass was pure black with red edges, and it was half the size of Los Angeles. Wang Changsheng recognized the origin of the compass at a glance—Xingluo Villa!
It is said that this object is the most precious treasure of Xingluo Mountain Villa, with the formation engraved on it, not to mention the half-city people, even the ten-city people can hold it! However, it takes a lot of spiritual jade to activate this treasure. If it has nothing to do with the life or death of Xingluo Villa, it will never be used easily!
First was the Qianyu faction, then Xingluo Villa, and the second of the four major factions in Shangnanzhou. Could it be really related to the demon embryo
Wang Changsheng was in shock. Suddenly, he saw several black spots appearing in the distant sky. The black spots were getting bigger and bigger, and they were actually ten huge treasure ships!
"It's the Taichu faction!"
Fellow Daoist Lin beside Wang Changsheng exclaimed in surprise, "Treasure Ship of Chaos!"
This ship is a flying instrument sent by Taichu, and it is called Chaos.
Obviously, the dispatch of so many treasure ships in the early days is also the trend of the dispatch.
But there are not only these three factions in Shang Nanzhou, the most famous is the world's first sword sect - Wan Ming Sword Sect!
I saw a colorful stream of clouds floating from a distance, as if the rainbow bridge was falling, but when the stream was close, people realized that there were countless afterimages of flying swords. There is no doubt that the sword must be a monk of Wanming Sword Sect!
People in Luocheng have never been so close to the great power of Wan Ming Jianzong since they were born. As long as they think about who might be on the sword, as long as they mention those people's names, they can't help but feel excited and their blood boils!
They looked at Caixia in the sky and wished they could follow Wanming Sword Sect and kill all the demons in the world!
Unfortunately, I can only dream of daydreaming—the liuxia dissipated in an instant, leaving only a faint trace in the sky.
"I can't believe that all the four major factions in Shangnan Province have been dispatched?"
"Yeah, I didn't expect Zhengdao's movement to be so big!"
"I remember that even a thousand years ago, when the right way went to Shuxi Continent to clear the devil's way, only one-twelfth of the men and horses were dispatched..."
"It seems that this demon robbery is unusual, but hasn't the demon robbery just passed 10,000 years?"
…
People were talking a lot, but at this moment, Wang Changsheng didn't dare to mention any "market rumors". If such a big battle was not for the devil, he couldn't think of any reason.
"Ugh… "
The person beside him sighed, recalling Wang Changsheng's sanity, and he stared at him blankly.
Fellow Daoist Lin: "Xincheng doesn't seem to need to go there, Wanming Sword Sect is gone, and it's just as dangerous everywhere."
Wang Changsheng: "There are still some low-level monks to keep the sect, right? There are also mountain guards! It's always safer!"
Fellow Daoist Lin: "Looking at the fact that the major factions are facing the enemy, I don't think there is much confidence. If the devil does come, it will be in vain for us to hide wherever we are. "
After he finished saying this, he only felt a little lighter in his heart and showed a relaxed smile.
In the end, Fellow Daoist Lin patted Wang Changsheng on the shoulder, turned around and walked back.
When his back disappeared at the intersection, Wang Changsheng shook his body, and then hurriedly ran towards the city gate, he had to hurry to hide in Xincheng!
What? chivalrous? brave? Farts are nothing compared to life! After all, Xincheng is safer than Luocheng!
At this moment, Comrade "Wang Daan", who has been focusing on the f*cking design for two hundred years, finally collapsed...
The scene of Shangnan Continent also happened in other continents, and even the Dragon Palace far away in Yudong participated in it. Now even mortals understand that the battle between the righteous and the devil is imminent!
Shuxi, blood peach forest.
Here grows a kind of plant that is rare in the whole cultivation world - blood peach. Its shape is like a peach tree, but the petals and leaves are blood red, so it is called blood peach.
At this time, the blood peach blossoms in the forest fell one after another, and an elderly monk stood under the falling flowers and said to the young man beside him: "This place is the intersection of the three spiritual veins. According to the ancestors, the formation point should be here."
The monk is naturally Kongmiao, and the young man is Jingyue.
Because the arrangement of the Myriad Realms Star Array is very troublesome, not only does it have high requirements for the selection of other array points other than the opponent's eyes, but the array formation must also change at any time according to the star position, and there can be no mistakes. Therefore, Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi acted separately, with Jing Yue in charge of the north and west, and Qin Yanzhi in charge of the east and south.
Shuxi, as the old nest of demon cultivators, far outnumbered the other six Luzhous. In order not to arouse the vigilance of demons, Jingyue placed Shuxi last.
Not long ago, Jingyue finally arrived in the west of Shu, and found Kongmiao today.
"Only when the layout of the south, south, and northwest is completed, and the luck of the magic path is blocked, can I make the layout of the formation." Jing Yue said: "Now there is only this place left, let's start from tonight..."
And in the wilderness thousands of miles away from them, there is an altar in the middle of the wilderness. There are tens of thousands of monks of the right way around the altar, and the coalition army composed of demons is pressing step by step, and the sound of killing is loud.
The ground was scorched black, there were signs of flooding and fire everywhere, the ground was littered with stumps, and the potholes were full of blood.
A one-armed cultivator stumbled to his place in front of the purple-robed old man, "It's not good! The monster clan has added 100,000 troops, we're afraid we won't be able to stand it anymore!"
The old man in the purple robe was the elder Wei from the Zixia faction who was beaten in the face by Jingyue several times.
Although the demons have joined forces, this robbery is a human race after all. Even if the demons help, they should not sacrifice too much. After all, the demons are now withered, and 100,000 demons are not a small number!
Before he could understand, another cultivator came running out of breath, "From the east, seven or eighty thousand demon revisionists are here!"
Elder Wei: "What?!"
Mo Dao has always wanted to take down the altar and prevent the arrangement of the human race, but before that, tens of thousands of people had been dispatched. Why did nearly 200,000 suddenly come today
One-armed cultivator: "Could it be that Han Guang is impatient because of the recent righteous movements?"
After all, a few days ago, people from Sanjie Temple and Xuanyue Jiugong Sect came to Western Shu.
Elder Wei: "It's possible, these people sent by the demons can't be mobilized in a short time, they must be prepared for a long time, and they will take down the altar in one fell swoop today!"
One-armed monk: "Then what?"
Elder Wei: "Fight! Even if we all die here, we must defend the altar!"
One-armed cultivator: "But they outnumber us, what if we can't keep it?"
Elder Wei took a deep look at the other party, but without answering, he summoned the sword of life, leaped up, and rushed towards the enemy camp!
The one-armed monk was stunned, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward.
For the next few days, the Right Way side was trying their best, but the large number of the demon alliance forces forced them to continue to shrink their territory and gradually became exhausted.
On the battlefield, there has always been one ups and downs. Seeing that the people in the right way are losing one after another, only one-third of the monks are still holding on, while the demons are powerful and their offensives are getting more and more fierce.
Everyone knows that it won't be long before the altar here will change hands completely!
But the people in the right path did not give up, nor did they dare to give up. What they carried was not their own lives, but the luck of the right path for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years. If they don't want to hide in a dark corner like a mouse, but also want to walk in this world openly, they must not retreat!
Another day, the alliance of demons and beasts was less than ten miles away from the altar, and Elder Wei, who was fighting in the crowd, was at the end of the fight.
"Boom—"
He was kicked away by the tail of a leopard demon, smashing a big hole on the ground. Elder Wei felt that all the bones in his body were crushed into powder. He vomited a pool of black blood, wiped the corner of his mouth, and struggled to get up.
His sword was already damaged, with cracks everywhere, and he was very old at this time, and he was different from a few days ago.
But Elder Wei still shook his hands to pick up the sword that had fallen to the side, endured the severe pain, and struggled to move forward...
Suddenly, his body froze.
Elder Wei was stunned for a moment, then took a bell from his waist.
There was no wind at this time, but the bell trembled slightly, making a pleasant bell.
With ecstasy on his face, he turned and shouted: "Get out! Get out!"
Some people are puzzled, "Elder Wei, if we withdraw at this time, the altar..."
Elder Wei: "What about the altar! Let's go!"
In addition to him, many people on the battlefield also gave the same order. Although most of the monks were confused, they still chose to evacuate obediently.
As soon as they left, the allied demons easily attacked the altar, but there was nothing on the altar.
There is a demon king said: "They suddenly withdraw, will it be cheating?"
Another cultivator pondered for a moment, "It's hard to say, but they've been guarding the altar for several months, so it's not useless, right?"
The magic cultivators tried to find some clues, but suddenly, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in the west, and went straight to the sky.
And in Jibei, Yudong and Xiananzhou, which they can't see, there are also three beams of golden light reaching the sky. At that moment, no matter how low the strength is, the magic cultivator feels like being put on shackles, as if the luck of this side is blocked. Living.
A Dongtian Demon Xiu looked at the golden light that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and said in shock, "No! We have been fooled!"