Without any hesitation, Lu Xuan immediately walked out of Taixu Pavilion, used the jade talisman to teleport directly to Wangyue City in Xuanzhou.
Then, without alarming anyone, he headed straight towards Yuzhou.
An hour later, Lu Xuan had crossed hundreds of states and arrived in Zhaozhou.
Lu Xuan looked at the scene in the distance where demonic energy was spreading and people were shouting and killing everywhere, and his heart was slightly shaken.
Zhaozhou, the territory of the Zhao family, was originally split from Yuzhou and existed to suppress Yuzhou.
The Zhao family, which once posed a huge threat to Lu Xuan, has now been completely trapped in a sea of demonic energy.
In such an environment, the immortals are far less advantageous than the demons, and the demons are taking advantage of the home court.
At this time, more than half of Zhaozhou had been destroyed, with only countless masters fighting desperately. Because it was close to Yuzhou, the people of Zhaozhou were considered to be tough, and it was really difficult for ordinary forces to survive in this place.
Everywhere one can see battles between human immortals, celestial immortals, golden immortals, and even great golden immortals.
The entire Zhaozhou was about to turn into a Shura field, being filled with evil energy.
Lu Xuan's figure flashed and he went directly into Zhaozhou. Countless people were fleeing, and above, countless immortals were fighting against all kinds of demons that were overwhelming like a tide.
Deep in the boundless blue sky, a flying boat was crossing the sky. In an instant, it had cut through the sky for thousands of miles.
This is a flying boat made in Heaven, used to travel across the continents. Not everyone has the amazing speed like Lu Xuan, nor the means to tear apart space.
On the flying boat, there was a group of about a dozen people, both men and women, of different ages.
Suddenly, one of the leading old men among the dozen people suddenly realized something and saw a young man in a moon-colored robe chasing after them on the side of the flying boat.
He was immediately shocked. You know, their flying boat can reach thousands of miles in an instant. Such a flying speed is comparable to that of an ordinary Golden Immortal. Yet, the young man next to him could gradually catch up with them and even surpass them.
He discovered that, as a Golden Immortal, he could not even tell the level of cultivation of this young man.
"What a fast escape light!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and it was obvious that they were all impressed by the young man's speed of escape.
"I don't know your name, fellow Daoist. We are cultivators from Qianyuan Mountain. We are now rushing to Yuzhou to support Feijian Sect. Please forgive us if we have disturbed you!" said the old man.
The young man in the moon-white robe turned around, smiled and said, "I didn't disturb you. My surname is Lu. I also received a mission and came here to support Yuzhou!"
This person was none other than Lu Xuan.
The old man thought about it and realized that this young man was not any famous master he had known before, but the heaven was too big and it was normal that there were many unknown masters.
"Why don't you get on the flying boat? Although your escape technique is amazing, it still consumes a lot of mana. If it consumes too much and you are unable to support us, that would be a pity!"
The old man invited.
Lu Xuan was a little surprised. Although this kind of consumption was nothing to him, he immediately nodded and agreed. He was not afraid that these people had any bad intentions, because the strongest of them was only at the level of Golden Immortal, and it was impossible for them to harm him.
Lu Xuan got on the flying boat, and those people looked at Lu Xuan with some curiosity. Except for this old man, the others were not very old, but they all had a capable aura and were obviously the elite disciples of Qianyuan Mountain.
Lu Xuan looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and they could not tell the depth of his cultivation. They only knew that Lu Xuan's escape skills were amazing, and he could actually catch up with their flying boat.
You have to know that this was purchased at a huge cost by Qianyuan Mountain. There are only a few ships in the entire Qianyuan Mountain. Generally, they are only used when there are very important matters or when important people are traveling.
To them, it was equivalent to one of the sect's treasures, but it was easily caught up by Lu Xuan.
"Is Fellow Daoist Lu a sword cultivator?" The old man looked at Lu Xuan, who was wearing a moon-colored robe with a sword hanging from his waist. The scabbard had an ancient shape, but he couldn't tell what it was, so he asked directly.
Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment, then said: "I guess so!"
Lu Xuan actually had some favorable impression towards Qian Yuan Shan, who seemed to be kind-hearted. After all, it was difficult for him to tell whether they were sincere or not.
As everyone chatted on the way, Lu Xuan learned that Qianyuan Mountain had come from a state next to Yuzhou to rescue a friendly sect, the Feijian Sect.
The distance across states is nothing for Lu Xuan, but for ordinary sects, it is a real long-distance hike.
But soon, the flying boat arrived in front of a huge mountain. This mountain was like a straight sword, emitting amazing sword energy, and the sword force was soaring into the sky.
However, the mountain gate formation on this mountain opened, and all kinds of amazing offensives blasted towards the sky. Amazing sword energy swept out from it, and each sword energy could take away a large number of demons.
"Everyone, we have nowhere to retreat. Behind us is our mountain gate. If we lose even the mountain gate, we will have no choice but to die here today!"
At this time, a sword-wielding master flew high into the sky and shouted.
Behind him, there are hundreds of cultivators, but none of them are very powerful. The sword-wielding master is just a Golden Immortal, and as for the others, they are basically celestial immortals and human immortals.
In addition, there are tens of thousands of disciples who have not yet become immortals and are controlling formations and barriers to fight the enemy.
"Everyone, today is the day to slay the demons and eliminate the evil!"
The old man shouted, and a group of cultivators from Qianyuan Mountain flew out and charged into the battlefield.
Although this number of people is just a drop in the bucket compared to the endless demons on the entire battlefield, it is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the cultivators of the Feijian Sect.
They have reinforcements, and they are coming from all over the heavens. They are not alone.
The momentum that had almost collapsed after the demise of the Zhao family was restored.
But even so, the human monks were still beaten back. There were too many demons, more and more of them flew over from afar, fearless and extremely terrifying!
"How long can we sustain this situation?" A disciple of the Feijian Sect almost felt like he was about to despair.
At this moment, a dazzling sword light fell from the sky, swept across the air, and swept directly into the endless group of demons.
(End of this chapter)