Similar to the gathering of the human army in front of the Green Dragon Wall, the Demon Abyss has been bursting with demon breath these days, and the black clouds completely cover the entire Demon Abyss, making it impossible for people to see clearly what is happening on the Demon Continent under the black clouds. upheaval.
Only the roar of day and night came from behind the clouds without interruption, like the heartbeat of some huge monster, or like a heavy hammer hitting some metal.
Thick clouds rolled and there were loud noises, which made people's hearts flutter and they were in panic all day long.
Countless demon kings led a small group of demon forces to rush into the main land of the human race through the four domains of the Purple Demon Sea, which is no longer guarded, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of crimes.
Their purpose is naturally very clear, to disturb the fighting spirit of the top powerhouses of the human race gathered in front of the Azure Dragon Wall.
The cruelty of the war has been expected by everyone. If you disperse your combat power stationed in front of the Qinglongbi in order to protect every weak one, it is tantamount to destroying the suicide of the entire human race.
Because the Demon Lord of the Six Paths joins Sayana's sect, it means that the Six Paths, who has an extremely deep grasp of the mysteries of space, can tear apart a space avenue from the Demon Abyss to the Azure Dragon Morris Sea Area in front of the Azure Dragon Wall at any time.
There is no need to travel long distances, and Sayena's minions will suddenly appear above everyone's heads at any time.
Under the pressure of this situation, Blood Thirteen directly issued an order that no one should leave the Azure Dragon Morris Battlefield where he was stationed without authorization. At the same time, through the Qilin King, he summoned all sects, big and small, and summoners from the ancient martial arts family to all clan masters. , the warriors consciously threw themselves into the flames of war against the demons.
If one does not save himself, he has no chance of being saved.
A small force of the demon king quietly infiltrated a quiet valley in the interior of the Conferred God Continent.
There are dozens of cultivation sects of human races, big and small, all of them belong to the lower-level sects under the jurisdiction of Shenzong.
Today is the 3,000th birthday of the Tieyumen sect master.
But on this joyful day, the Tie Yumen was not filled with lights and festoons, and the whole scene was full of prosperity. On the contrary, the disciples in the gate all had serious faces, humming and fighting to train their bodies, so serious.
In this slightly cold autumn day, these disciples in the sect, whose upper bodies were naked and lean, were all condensed on their heads and covered in sweat.
Since the news of the birth of the first demon ancestor came out, their daily homework has tripled.
Some disciples were tired and complained like a dead dog. No matter how hard they practiced, they could never grow into a superpower within a few months and rush to the Green Dragon Wall to compete with the giants of the human race. To fight against the chaos together, it is better to wait for the end of the war with peace of mind inside the gate.
If they win, they still have their lives to continue their practice, but if they lose, they will die anyway, so they don't need to suffer from the cruel torture they have suffered in the past few months.
On the contrary, the disciples who complained secretly were all locked in a pig cage by the master of Tieyumen and thrown into the back mountain stream for three days!
In his old man's words: Only a coward would be lazy than a pig in the face of the catastrophe of the human race.
With such a ruthless and arbitrary sect master, the disciples in the sect naturally tensed up and began to practice hard after seeing their brothers being soaked in water and turning into old sauerkraut.
Unexpectedly, immersed in crazy and endless practice every day, it wiped away the fear and worry hidden in the heart of the destruction of the human race, and the whole person fell into an ethereal state. This is a kind of advanced fantasy that is extremely difficult for summoners to enter under normal circumstances Cultivating the state has surprisingly increased the number of disciples who have broken through in the past few days!
At this time, the master of the Tieyumen is sitting under the eaves.
Today's birthday star is only wearing a plain white cloth robe, which is no different from usual. His thin cheeks are covered with wrinkles, but a pair of old eyes hide a bright light.
He played with a few small iron stones between his fingers, and whenever he saw a lazy disciple, he would mercilessly throw the iron stones in his hand.
"Little Dingzi, you've gone mad again! Why do you have such a bad memory?"
A piece of iron stone flew out of the old man's hand with a "poof", and hit the chest of the young disciple who was sitting cross-legged in the hall.
The spiritual energy breathed out by this child a second ago was already filled with restless turbid energy, indicating that the luck in the dantian was chaotic and the inner breath was mixed.
A boy who was only in his teens, four or five iron stones had already fallen beside him, and Chiguo's chest was even red and swollen, which seemed to be the marks of being shot by iron stones.
"Ahem..."
"Master taught me well."
Xiao Dingzi touched his chest painfully, with a face of shame, but in the end he added weakly:
"Master, can... can you hit me lightly, it hurts... Ouch!"
Before he finished speaking, another iron stone hit the young man's forehead impartially, causing blood to gushe out immediately.
"Trash, if you don't work hard today, one day your master will die, how can you protect yourself?"
The master of Tieyumen was not soft on his hands. Although the flames of war were burning in front of the Azure Dragon Wall, he also regarded himself as a member who was ready to sacrifice at any time.
If everyone could work as hard as they do today in peaceful times, where would it be the turn of the revived first Demon Ancestor to bully him
"The master is wise and powerful, with a rosy face, and he will never be able to sit down before his disciples. He will live forever and become king and emperor..."
While flattering downstream, Xiao Dingzi stuck out his tongue and hurried into the next round of breathing. He knew that his unreasonable master would never show mercy to any disciple who made mistakes.
"You're the only bastard who talks too much!"
Master Tie Yumen pretended to be angry, but couldn't help showing a smile on his cheeks. If this battle can really end smoothly, then he also hopes that he can live for eight thousand years, and hit the realm of heaven and man to bring the sect to the world. Go to a higher level.
I have to say that Xiao Dingzi's flattery sounds very nice.
At the moment when he closed his old eyes and imagined that Tie Yumen would grow into a great sect like Shenzong, the originally blue and clear sky suddenly turned gloomy.
boom!
An unexpected terrifying magic light hit the lobby straight from the zenith!
The hall of Tieyumen was destroyed in response, and those disciples who sat cross-legged in meditation under the eaves blessed by spiritual energy were fine, with their hands and feet broken, and there was still a sigh of relief in their throats.
But most of those disciples who were shirtless in the center of the hall fighting each other to train their bodies died tragically on the spot. Their corpses were torn apart, and all were traces of being torn and burned by the magic light.
"Ah!"
Continuous screams came from the mouths of those seriously injured. No one imagined that the power of the Demon Race would quietly infiltrate into the interior of the Conferred God Continent!
The battlefield in everyone's mind before spread from the Demon Sea. After receiving the message, everyone will set off from the sect to support the frontier battlefield in the sea area.
But this time... a chaotic storm broke out directly inland!
Pulling away the gravel covering his head, Xiao Dingzi crawled out from under the rubble with a pale face in fright, his eyes were already blushing, and he couldn't tell whether it was the blood flowing from the center of his eyebrows that stained his eyes red. , or it is true that so many brothers and sisters died instantly.
He moved forward desperately, and touched a hand that was still warm. The talisman on the hand should belong to the mistress who shared the room with him.
"Little three! Little three!"
Shaking desperately, Xiao Dingzi realized that what he was holding tightly was just a severed arm of Xiao San, but Xiao San himself had no idea where it was buried!
"Ah!"
Xiao Dingzi threw away the hands and started covering his ears and screaming desperately.
He didn't know why he was screaming at this time, and he didn't know what he should do now to get rid of this damn nightmare!
Why did my favorite sect be destroyed overnight? Why does this doomsday crisis between the top powerhouses of the human race and the evil ancestors of the demon race directly affect me who is indifferent to the world
From this moment on, only the living understand with the blood of their dead relatives and friends what is... the end.
"Master! Master!"
After finally calming down, Xiao Dingzi, whose face was covered with blood and ashes, began to swallow his saliva to find the whereabouts of the master of Tieyumen.
From the sound of fierce battle rumbling in the sky, he heard the familiar roar.
"Damn beast! You all go to hell!"
Most of the disciples were killed and injured in an instant, and his foundation was destroyed in the blink of an eye. The Tie Yumen Master, whose white robe was stained red with blood, had fallen into a half-mad mood at this time, his eye sockets were cracked, his long beard was trembling, and the iron stone he was holding in his hand was all shattered. It was melted by the aura tainted with anger, and dripped from the fingers in the form of crimson molten iron.
Three demon god-killing powerhouses of the same level as the old man surrounded him, and it was these three murderous demon kings who directed the tragedy!
At this time, they not only used coercion to coerce Old Man Tie, but even installed a solid barrier around the entire Tie Yumen, so that the flames of war and murderous aura here could not spread to other directions in the valley.
This was a brutal sneak attack. Seeing such a situation, Old Man Tie immediately understood how many nearby small sects were silently exterminated under the cover of this surprise attack and barrier!
The entire valley, because of the beautiful earth veins, nourishes dozens of sects, big and small.
The masters of the sect and the masters of the valley get along well with each other. Although they occasionally stare at each other because of comparing their disciples and strength, in fact they are all very good friends for many years.
Not only was he heartbroken for his disciples who had died, but Old Man Tie was also worried about those old friends who didn't know if they died before him.
If this powerful demon king is allowed to continue to cause chaos in the valley, then it is not impossible for them to uproot the sects here one by one.
Raising his eyelids and looking at the three opponents again, the old iron man who had been half-paralyzed by the magic light knew that it was almost impossible for him to fight against three.
So between the lightning and the flint, he made a ruthless choice.
Before the three demon kings stepped forward with their swords and pierced through his dantian, there was a loud sound like metal breaking suddenly erupted inside the old iron man's body!
Then several streaks of crimson aura flowed out like blood gushing out! Circle after circle of majestic ripples formed on the side of the old man!
"No! Master! Master!"
Xiao Dingzi, who was standing in the ruins, suddenly became hoarse from crying. He cursed at his crow's mouth fiercely. He really didn't want to see his master sitting down in front of his eyes!
"Burst you dogs!"
The Tieyumen master had a decisive style, he didn't give the opponent a chance to block the attack, and decisively blew himself up!
His fierce aura is like a sharp iron blade, instantly sending a demon king into the wind knife Lingchi, the strong wind tore apart the enchantment of the demon clan, and immediately spread his dying fighting spirit over the entire valley!
"Fighting!"
One second before his breath returned to the dust, the whole world resounded with the old man's roar of grief and indignation but with infinite fighting spirit!
In an instant, dozens of lands of coercion soared into the sky, with different colors flowing, all of them came to the ruined Tie Yumen with the power of punishing gods!
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I thought for a long time whether I should write this small branch of the Doomsday War, and after repeated revisions many times, I decided to send it out. Because in my primary world, every character is a protagonist. Whether it is the main battlefield or the sub-battlefield, there are strong people who can express my belief in the human race. I need big and small people to build this beautiful new world together.