In the air of Qiantian Continent.
The two immortal elders in the Sword Tower hovered above a huge sword boat, overlooking the lower world with solemn expressions.
On the deck of this sword boat, there is a small space teleportation array that can instantly send the disciple back to the sword tower when he sets foot on it.
As long as the person is not dead and is sent to the Sword Tower with serious injuries, there will always be a way to treat him there.
But unfortunately, there was no similar small space teleportation array in the Qiantian Continent below that could respond to it.
Dozens of miles away, on top of a ship with hideous white bones, stood several ninth-level bloodline warriors of the Demon Scale Clan.
Further away, there were also immortal masters from the Guiji Sect and the Haotian Divine Kingdom, anchored on the receiving ships, waiting for those who had broken through the siege to soar into the sky.
The human race's practitioners in the Dongxuan, Ningshen, Hunyou and Jiemie realms were dying every moment on the land below.
Aliens and ferocious beasts are no exception.
Racial wars have always been so cruel.
Every battle, whether winner or loser, will leave behind a large number of corpses.
And in many cases, after the battle is over, there may not be a winner or loser, all there is is almost an equal number of corpses.
"It's getting more and more difficult over there with Wenhao."
Shi Bingyun was on the deck of the sword boat, watching Zhou Wenhao rushing towards an exchange point, but was intercepted by a woman from the Demon Scale Clan holding a serrated long knife.
An old man from the Sword Tower who was in the late stage of the Nirvana Realm and was once Shi Bingyun's junior brother was killed by the fierce woman from the Demon Scale Clan.
Several Demon Scale Clan warriors with level eight bloodlines, all led by the woman, went to intercept and kill the group of Sword Tower disciples who wanted to evacuate Qiantian Continent.
—They are also the strongest group of killers.
The teams composed of the Yan Clan, the Ghost Clan, and the Wood Clan were not as terrifying as the Demon Scale Clan in terms of their interception of the Swallowing Cloud Army and the Jinghong Army of the Haotian Divine Kingdom, and their killing of the evacuees from the Desolate Realm and the Ancient Law Sect.
This also shows how much importance the alien races in the fifth realm attach to the Sword Tower.
"She is Xuanying, the daughter of Li Bai, the current patriarch of the Demon Scale Clan. I heard that her bloodline was promoted to level eight in the Beiqi Broken Land. Back then in the Demon Spirit Continent, she was the one who stood alone and almost killed Liu Youyu, Hu Yatou and others." Cai Xin's eyes were deep, and he said, "Her bloodline was only level seven at that time!"
"This girl is truly a rare genius among the alien race. I'm afraid she has greater potential than Li Bai." Shi Bingyun said in a cold voice.
They were all in the Immortal Realm and could only watch as Xuanying, who was only at the eighth level of blood, waved his terrifying serrated sword like a cat playing with a mouse, constantly adding scars to the body of the strong man in the Silent Realm of the Sword Tower.
Zhou Wenhao, with disheveled hair and covered in blood, was unable to stop this Demon Scale Clan woman whose bloodline had just reached the eighth level.
“Crack!”
The serrated long knife slashed again, tearing deep cracks in the ground.
This demonic sword, which had shattered many continents and destroyed countless mountains, rivers and kingdoms, first shattered the protective shield of a Sword Tower master in the Nirvana Realm, and then split it into two pieces.
"Uncle Yin!"
The people in the Sword Tower wailed and cried out in grief.
The great master of the Nirvana Realm, named Yin, who came from Tianmen Peak and was a descendant of the great elder Jiang Ran, escorted them diligently all the way, but eventually died in battle in front of them.
The woman from the Demon Scale Clan, wearing a silver scale mask that only revealed a pair of cold eyes, was so powerful that it was despairing.
The chosen ones of the Sword Tower finally understood at this moment that in the fifth realm of eternal darkness, among those alien races that they used to look down upon, there were also earth-shaking and peerless figures.
Xuanying is a fifth-realm prodigy like the enchanting girl from Tianbao Li family.
Zhou Wenhao, Jiang Ran's direct disciple, although he has reached the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm, his brilliance pales in comparison with her.
"Perhaps, only Senior Brother Chen Weihuang can fight with him. It's a pity that Senior Brother Chen is in Xuanyou Continent, not Qiantian." Zhuang Yuyan whispered weakly.
She and Qi Qingsong fought closely with the seventh-level Demon Scale Clan warriors. Their protective shields were shattered and refined again over and over again.
Her hair was covered in blood, and Qi Qingsong's arm, which had been broken and then reattached, had broken bones.
The two men fought while swallowing pills, constantly overdrawing their potential.
They knew in their hearts that the key to this battle lies in Xuanying. No one can deal with this female warrior of the Demon Scale Clan who has advanced to the eighth level of bloodline. They will be completely wiped out here.
But even Zhou Wenhao couldn't do it and couldn't withstand the slashing of Xuanying's magic sword. Who could lead them to escape
The Immortal Realm in the sky has a tacit understanding with the ninth-level bloodline warriors of the alien race and will not take action in the Qiantian Continent.
Therefore, even if they saw the sword boat there, they knew that the elders with the cultivation level of the Immortal Realm would never break the rules and rush down to guide them.
Once the rules that both sides abide by are broken, the Immortal Realm and Level Nine warriors will join the war and the Qiantian Continent will be shattered.
Regardless of whether it is the human race or the alien race, they would rather let the clansmen below level nine and the practitioners below the Immortal Realm fight to the death on the Qiantian Continent than to break up another continent.
As long as there is land, life can continue to multiply and produce more warriors and practitioners with powerful bloodlines.
“Tick!”
Blood kept flowing out of Zhou Wenhao's sleeves. The barrier that protected his flesh and blood was broken, and he felt the invasion of the dirty alien power.
He was too lazy to resist the foul power and the continuous injuries to his flesh and blood body. He didn't care about the difficult-to-heal sequelae and just stared at Xuanying.
His heart was bleeding and roaring.
During the years when Master Jiang Ran was away, it was his uncle named Yin Tong who took care of him and Su Li, taught them swordsmanship, and helped them solve their problems.
Yin Tong was not a genius in cultivation. At the age of over 300, he had not yet reached the immortal realm. He had wasted many years in the state of nirvana without making any progress.
But it was this Yin Tong who treated him and Su Li as his own children and held a very high position in his heart.
Just now, when Xuanying swung his knife, Yin Tong saw that he was already exhausted, so he used his protective shield to try to block the attack for him.
Yin Tong blocked it, but lost his life.
The proud and conceited Zhou Wenhao couldn't help but burst into tears with red eyes. He wanted to do something for Yin Tong, but found that there seemed to be nothing he could do.
"It is the greatest respect for the Sword Tower for me to lead the Demon Scale Tribe to intercept you."
Xuanying's agile and upright body stopped above a dead tree covered in blood, and he looked coldly at the fighting disciples of the Sword Tower.
Behind her, the long, narrow, serrated sword was floating quietly, shocking all the members of the Sword Tower.
"Even though the current Sword Tower has not yet formed a true god, we still dare not underestimate the Sword Tower."
Her chilling eyes fell on Qi Qingsong, then looked at Zhuang Yuyan, and said: "You two are quite extraordinary. After you are promoted to the Nirvana Realm, you will cause great trouble to our eighth-level warriors."
"And that Pang Jian!"
When she talked about Pang Jian, she gritted her teeth under her mask and said, "I went to Beiqi Broken Land on purpose to look for him in his hometown, but there was no news of him."
"He is a bigger hidden danger than you. If..."
The voice stopped abruptly here.
She suddenly looked up at the void under the night sky, and she felt a familiar breath from the sword boat that had been anchored for a long time.
"Pang Jian!"
Xuanying raised his head and shouted, and countless eerie sword lights were released from the serrated magic sword like a school of bloodthirsty fish.
"Pang Jian?"
Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, and Zhou Wenhao, whose chest was bleeding, all subconsciously looked up into the air.
"Pang Jian!"
Elders Shi Bingyun and Cai Xin also looked at the person who suddenly appeared in the small space teleportation array in astonishment. Cai Xin shouted, "What are you doing here?"
"Senior Sister Hu said that Xuanying of the Demon Scale Clan is killing people everywhere, and no one can match her. I came here to take Senior Sisters Qi Qingsong and Zhuang back."
Pang Jian arrived here directly through the teleportation array of Yuanji Broken Land and fell from the sky on his sword.
"Xuanying has an eighth-level bloodline!" Shi Bingyun shouted in surprise.
Pang Jian's indifferent but confident voice floated in the air: "It doesn't matter, I have also broken through to the state of nirvana."
"Nirvana Realm!"
Cai Xin and Shi Bingyun were horrified.
"Jianlou, Pang Jian, who was the second on the Soul Wandering Realm list, has actually come down!"
"The pressure from the Sword Tower is too great. Zhou Wenhao has been holding on for so long, but he is about to collapse. But can Pang Jian alone lead them to survive?"
"That female warrior from the Demon Scale Clan, holding a god-level long sword, is invincible in the battlefield where the Immortal Realm cannot attack! Unless the evildoer from the Tianbao Li family descends in the same level of the Nirvana Realm, I don't think anyone can suppress her!"
"Pang Jian, what can you do after returning from the upper realm?"
"… "
Above the mainland, and everywhere in the mainland.
The teams were still fighting with alien races and ferocious beasts, but their situation was not as difficult as that of the Sword Tower. They watched a black and gold sword light fall from the sky.
The name Pang Jian has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts because of the image of Liu Youyu's Xuantian Divine Mirror, which also allowed everyone to see how powerful he is.
But Xuanying of the Demon Scale Clan was incredibly ferocious and had killed several Sword Tower guardians in the Silent Realm.
They didn't think Pang Jian was qualified to fight against such a dazzling shadow.
…
"call out!"
The black and gold Source Demon Sword, carrying Pang Jian, fell into the mountains and forests, landing in front of dozens of disciples from the Sword Tower.
"stop!"
Xuanying shouted softly and waved his hand to signal the Demon Scale Clan warriors who were surrounding and killing the disciples of the Sword Tower to disperse.
The Demon Scale Clan warriors retreated as instructed, giving the Sword Tower disciples time to catch their breath. They also looked curiously at the new Sword Tower member who risked his life to come.
One man and one sword, Pang Jian arrived in front of Xuanying and stopped at the forest filled with filthy strange power.
He was wearing the blue robe commonly seen among the disciples of the Sword Tower, with a sword order hanging from his waist and holding a black and gold long sword in his hand.
"laugh!"
The tip of the sword, shining with dazzling golden light, pointed obliquely at the earth.
The sharpness of the sword intent that had not yet been revealed actually cut through the air and the ground where the sword tip was pointing, leaving a thumb-sized sword hole.
"Pang Jian!"
Zhou Wenhao, Zhuang Yuyan, Qi Qingsong, and many other people who didn't know him before, all suddenly screamed.
"The Origin Demon Sword is no longer a broken sword! He actually found the other part that was lost!"
"He is in the state of Nirvana!"
The sharp-eyed guardian of the Sword Tower instantly saw the difference in the black and gold sword, and also realized Pang Jian’s new realm.
The human race's Nirvana realm corresponds to the alien race's eighth-level bloodline. Pang Jian should be promoted to the Nirvana realm soon, and the same goes for Xuan Ying.
Xuanying holds the magic knife, and Pang Jian holds the complete source magic sword.
One is Li Bai's daughter, and the other is Li Zhaotian's direct disciple. The two seem to be a perfect match.
"When we were in the Demon Spirit Continent, you cheated and escaped, making it difficult for me to find you."
The sawtooth long sword behind Xuanying exuded the aura of tearing the world apart. She said coldly, "This time, you need to protect your fellow disciples in the Sword Tower. You probably can't leave."
"Pang Jian, if you can stop me this time, I will let you lead your fellow disciples back!"
…
(End of this chapter)