When the sky was slightly white, there were several deafening noises from the surrounding fields of Kunlun.
The barriers on the eight mountain gates burst open simultaneously in an instant.
Countless monsters with teeth and claws rushed in from the cracked barrier, accompanied by poisonous gas and poisonous insects.
The Devil's Cult adopted the most suitable attack method for the current situation, hoping to defeat Kunlun in one fell swoop.
Fortunately, Kunlun has already made preparations.
The monks had already lined up and concentrated on the mountain gate. At the moment the mountain gate burst, they immediately stabbed the long sword in their hands. At the same time, the talisman paper was thrown like snowflakes, forming a new barrier to block the poisonous gas.
Even though the Demon Cult's methods are ever-changing, it is impossible to get rid of the original routine, and all the routines have long been memorized by Mu Qingning.
Wan Guangliu stood on the flying sword with a ferocious expression, surrounded by many guards, with the long knife out of the sheath in his hand, and commanded the monks under him sternly.
Eight mountain gates, a total of eight commanders, orders like a mountain, no one dared to resist.
Kunlun blocked the first wave of attacks relying on careful arrangements.
The monks were a little scared at first, but after killing all the monsters, they gradually relaxed and their morale gradually increased.
"Hey, Junior Brother, look behind." A monk quietly said to the monk beside him, "The Phoenix is watching us."
Long before the battle started, someone noticed it. On a tall fairy tree behind, a phoenix stopped. It didn't make a sound, but just watched the monks there quietly, and occasionally flew down to patrol One lap, not to disturb the battle.
"Don't be distracted! Focus on the battle situation!" Wan Guangliu roared.
The monks dare not go to see Phoenix anymore, but they still have an extra layer of security in their hearts.
They have all received orders, if the Phoenix comes out to command, it is the meaning of the Immortal Master and Lord Jijiu, and must be strictly followed.
Now that Phoenix didn't make any moves, it meant that the battle situation was still stable, and it was not up to the Immortal Master and Master Jijiu to take action, as long as he obeyed the original commander.
Li Yuebai's eyes were still tightly closed, cold sweat streaming down his neck.
Fierce battles are taking place on the four screens in front of him, and he has to observe each screen carefully without any distraction.
Fortunately, two hours have passed, and the Devil's Cult didn't take advantage of it.
"Mu Qingning!" His body was shaken violently, and Li Yuebai shuddered. Only then did he realize where he was—lying on a cold cliff, with no one beside him besides Yu Tianji. other people.
The person shaking himself was of course Yu Tianji, and his voice sounded anxious.
"... I'm fine." He didn't open his eyes, but just comforted him.
"It's okay?" Yu Tianji sat down and grabbed Li Yuebai's icy wrist: "You should really look at yourself now and say it's okay, who would believe it?"
The cliff was bare basalt, pitch black in color, Li Yuebai lay on it, his complexion became paler, his long white hair fell out at some point, and his whole body seemed to be carved from ice and snow, even his lips were bloodless.
"The battle situation on the front line is good, so I'm naturally fine..." Li Yuebai hadn't started commanding yet, and he still wanted to report the battle situation to Yu Tianji.
"Since the battle is going well, you should let the commanders of each mountain gate command. You can cut off the psychic communication with Phoenix first, otherwise the loss will be too great." Yu Tianji said hastily.
"No, I'm Kunlun's sacrificial wine, so I can't be negligent." Li Yuebai's voice seemed to come from far away: "... here we come."
"What's coming?" Yu Tianji asked hastily.
But Li Yuebai didn't answer any more, he just clenched his hands tightly.
The tide of battle has changed.
At the beginning, the Kunlun cultivator's resistance could be leisurely and leisurely, but the demon sect saw that the situation was not good, and accelerated the speed of attack. Relying on the viciousness of Taoism, it actually pushed forward step by step.
Although Kunlun's side is fighting well, they are not the best elite after all. Over time, their disadvantages in Taoism and swordsmanship gradually show up, and they are gradually unable to do what they want.
And the energy of the commander is not unlimited. Despite Wan Guangliu's strong Taoism, he persisted for two hours in the state of fighting while commanding, and began to make mistakes.
Even he was like this, and the commanders of the other mountain gates gradually couldn't stand it anymore.
They are outstanding among Kunlun's remaining forces, but they are still not enough. They cannot be compared with Mu Qingning's experience and ability, and they cannot cope with some unexpected situations.
The followers of the Devil's Cult were secretly happy, and they cast evil spells one after another, pouring into the mountain gate.
"Oops..." the Kunlun monks yelled inwardly, and hurriedly blocked them, but they only felt that the enemy was coming so fiercely that they couldn't stop it.
At this moment, a clear whistle came from the sky behind the Kunlun monks.
It's Phoenix.
The radiant wings spread out, and the gloomy sky was instantly illuminated.
The monks immediately cheered up.
They all knew that the first battle was won under the command of Phoenix, so this time, they will definitely win.
Li Yuebai frowned, his breathing and heartbeat were all messed up.
He drove the four phoenixes into the air at the same time, commanding the monks to adapt to the situation and form a new formation with the direction of flight and crisp chirping.
The effect was excellent, the morale of the monks was high, and more than half of the demon cultists who rushed in were quickly wiped out... However, such a command is really terrible.
The four screens in front of me are spinning and changing crazily, and the eyes are full of flames from the explosion of spells.
My mind was spinning, and my heart felt nauseated and oppressed.
Then he felt his body being hugged, and someone's hand was pressed to his heart.
Yu Tianji grew up so big, she has never taken care of anyone, and her ability to take care of herself is also in a mess.
Therefore, he was at a loss for a while facing the pained Master Jijiu.
In the end, I could barely lift him up from the ground, hold him in my arms, put my palm close to his heart, and slowly input my true energy.
Communicating with four phoenixes at the same time will consume a lot of spiritual power and physical damage. If you don't give him some real energy, the consequences will be disastrous.
Those four phoenixes must have been extremely brave and flexible on the battlefield, setting up countless miraculous camps. Even if the demon cultists saw it, they would not have expected that their commander, Lord Jijiu, was showing such a fragile appearance at this moment .
Li Yuebai struggled unconsciously, clutching Yu Tianji's clothes with both hands, and clenched them tightly. His fingers were long and slender, well-articulated, and very handsome.
Yu Tianji only felt her heart being squeezed.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Yuebai coughed violently.
"What's the matter?" Yu Tianji hugged him tighter, and whispered in his ear.
"It's... still good..." Li Yuebai said softly, his voice was hoarse, and his voice was as thin as a gossamer: "It's just..."
"Just what?"
"Kunlun is united in one mind." Li Yuebai said intermittently: "If the fairy master can go to the mountain gate to supervise the battle in person, the monks will definitely boost their morale and fight the enemy bravely..."
"I can't leave you here." Yu Tianji said.
"Don't be angry." Li Yuebai smiled wryly: "If you go to the front line, maybe you can win early..."
"But… "
"If you don't go for a long time, you are forcing me to die." Li Yuebai said helplessly: "If this continues, I won't last long."
Yu Tianji gritted her teeth resentfully, took out a spell, and cast a small enchantment, enveloping Lord Jijiu, and then took out countless fairy grasses containing spiritual power treasures and piled them all over him, and finally took three steps. Yu Jian turned back and left.
"Host, I have reduced your pain by half, is it still so unbearable?" the system asked with concern.
"It's... still..." Li Yuebai gritted his teeth.
Since his previous two missions were complete success, the system rewarded him, which halved the pain this time.
But still very uncomfortable.
"Did the original owner also adopt such a commanding technique?" Li Yuebai asked subconsciously in a daze.
"Almost." The system replied.
Li Yuebai couldn't help but have greater respect for the original owner.
But this kind of respect can only exist vaguely in the subconscious, and all his energy and consciousness are devoted to commanding the battle.
When Yu Tianji came to the mountain gate in person, the monks were almost boiling.
Obviously, he was still the flirtatious second son before, but he didn't expect that after he became the fairy lord, he would become so powerful. Such a person would definitely be able to lead Kunlun to victory.
Yu Tianji was inconvenient in her legs and feet, but she still rode on the flying sword and went deep into the enemy's line without hesitation.
The Kunlun monks couldn't help but gasped.
That's the fairy master, it's too risky to fight so hard!
Moreover, I have already heard that the second son's swordsmanship and Taoism are mediocre...
If the fairy master died in the formation, the situation would be bad.
As soon as he thought about it, several Kunlun disciples had stepped forward spontaneously, guarding the fairy master.
Yu Tianji just had a stern face, full of anger, and swung his sword viciously, and chopped off the head of a Demon Sect leader.
As long as he thought of Mu Qingning's appearance, he would be filled with anger. If it wasn't for the invasion of the demon sect, how could Mu Qingning push himself to this point
Seeing the blood, the long sword in his hand became sharper, as if out of his control, it spontaneously found the neck of the Demon Cultist.
Black blood splattered everywhere, and a lot of it splattered on her body. Yu Tianji couldn't hear anything, only knew that she stabbed out with one sword after another according to her instinct.
The fighting started early in the morning, and by the time it was over, it was already dark.
Corpses were strewn all over the field, and blood flowed everywhere.
"...Win...Win?" A young monk held the corpse of his companion in a daze, looked around, only to find that there were no demon cultists to kill.
Under the silent twilight, the mountain gate looked extraordinarily solemn.
This battle was won by Kunlun.
The main force of the Demon Cult was wiped out near the mountain gate. Seeing that it was impossible to capture the Demon Cult's generals, they had to flee with the remaining members.
Yu Tianji pulled out the sword from the last believer, and let the blood splash all over her body.
At the same time, the four phoenix folded their wings and swooped down from the sky.
Yu Tianji didn't want to wait any longer, so he immediately took off his sword, left the mountain gate, and rushed towards the basalt cliff. The four phoenixes quietly followed behind him, as fast as a shooting star.
Stumbling back to the cliff, Yu Tianji grabbed Mu Qingning into his arms and tried his pulse first - it was very weak.
"Host, please wake up." The system said.
"..." Li Yuebai only felt that his mind was blurred, and he couldn't even regain his consciousness.
"Host, please don't give up, you have won the battle." The system said: "You have completed the third mission, congratulations."
Anyway, there will be endless tasks ahead... It's better to sleep first...
Li Yuebai was so tired that he didn't even have the energy to lift his eyelids.
But the body still feels, someone is hugging him, someone is calling his name in his ear, someone is holding his wrist, inputting warm qi into it, who is it...
Li Yuebai only felt sick in his heart, frowned, and spat out a mouthful of blood.