Baili Du was so absorbed in studying the magical powers of the Saint King of Samsara that he had no time to focus on the war, which gave Yan Ziqi a chance to catch his breath, something the Saint King of Samsara had not expected.
At this time, the Holy King of Samsara is no longer transcendent, but has entered the path of reincarnation without knowing it.
The starry sky of the seventh fairyland.
There is often a saying in the world that there are three thousand worlds and a great thousand worlds, but there are more than three thousand worlds in the starry sky.
There are large and small galaxies in the starry sky, there are countless galaxies in the galaxies, and there are stars suitable for living in the large and small galaxies. Such stars are called worlds.
There are thousands of things and hundreds of people. Everyone has a different personality, and so does the personality of an immortal.
In those days, Emperor Yuntian, Emperor Feng, Queen Tian, Emperor Xie and others fought for the world. They each led their troops to fight and killed people everywhere. However, not all immortals were interested in the imperial hegemony, and they knew that they did not have the cultivation strength to do so.
Therefore, these immortals would often stay away from places of conflict, leave the Seventh Immortal Realm and enter the starry sky.
They are hermits.
They will choose a small world with abundant vitality from heaven and earth to settle down, and many tribesmen will migrate in. The immortals will establish a sect in such a world and select young people with excellent qualifications as their disciples.
In some worlds, because they are favored by several immortals, several sects often appear.
There are many stories between these sects, which are quite interesting.
There is a small world in the starry sky called Xiahou Star. This world is quite far away from the main continent of the Seventh Immortal Realm, but the vitality of heaven and earth is very abundant.
The immortal who settled here was named Jiumi, who was originally an immortal from the Emperor Jue era. Emperor Feng murdered Emperor Jue and smashed the Seventh Immortal Realm to pieces. Jiumi escaped at that time and brought his people to the Xiahou world and settled down there.
After more than ten thousand years of development, the world after Xia had become quite prosperous. Later, the seventh fairyland merged, the first fairy became an fairy, and several more fairies emerged among Jiumi's descendants.
The world after Xia became more prosperous. There were as many as a hundred countries and over a billion people in the world. In addition to the sect founded by Jiumi, there were other small sects.
A unique civilization developed here.
When the two thunder pools were lifted into the air and suppressed the Seventh Immortal Realm, Jiumi Immortal was also affected, cut off his Dao flower, and turned into a spiritualist. However, this place was still peaceful and was not fought by the emperor.
But on this day, the sun in the post-Xia world set and never rose again.
People looked up at the sky in the darkness, only to see that the stars in the sky were going out one after another, and the starry sky became dimmer than usual.
There was an atmosphere of uneasiness among the crowd.
In the sky, spiritualists flew to the holy land of the Xiahou world to seek an audience with the Jiumi Immortal. He was the most powerful and ancient being in this world, and he must know what this vision represented.
In the holy land, Immortal Jiumi looked at the ashes falling from the sky with a pale face.
Behind him, thousands of spiritualists were kneeling on the ground, quietly waiting for him to explain the reason for the changes in the star signs.
Jiumi Immortal's eyes twitched violently, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Children, run..."
The spiritualists behind him were stunned, as if they didn't hear clearly.
Jiumi Immortal looked at the shadows moving in the dark starry sky and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Run! Escape to the starry sky! Maybe there is still a way to survive! Run!"
Before the spiritualists in the post-Xia world could come to their senses, the sky had already turned dark red, which was the light of the calamity fire.
Endless numbers of the Jiehui Immortals flew through this world, and a small group of them swooped down and entered the Xiahou World. Their wings completely covered the sky.
"Run!" The Jiumi Immortal shouted, and he used all his strength to summon his immortal weapons and kill the Jiehui Immortal who had landed on the holy land.
The next moment, he and his immortal soldiers were swallowed up by the Jiehui Immortal!
Countless Tribulation Gray Immortals were flying in this small world, devouring the vitality of heaven and earth and devouring living beings. Half a day later, they flew up again and left the Xiahou world.
The post-Xia world was covered in thick ash, and all traces of civilization disappeared.
More than one billion people, hundreds of countries, large and small sects, and a heritage lasting tens of thousands of years are not even a ripple in this catastrophe.
Countless Huihui Immortals were flying in the starry sky, flying towards the brighter place in the starry sky, which was the fairyland.
The seventh fairyland.
And right in front of the Jiehui Immortal Army, separated from the Xiahou World by a Milky Way, the Lord of the East, the Lord of the West and the Emperor of Ziwei each led an army of spiritual warriors here, abandoned the Immortal City and set up camp.
They used the stars in the galaxy as bricks and stones to build walls along the fairy city, like a smaller Great Wall, mobilizing the power of each sun to arrange formations.
The Milky Way gradually became brighter. It was the result of countless stars gathering together, and the soldiers drove the suns one after another, making them burst out with brighter light than before.
Behind this first line, the stars gradually became brighter. That was the second line, where Qiu Shuijing, Zuo Songyan and others were building a starry sky Great Wall.
After Qiu Zuo, there is the third front, which is led by Danqing, Han Jun and others to build the third Great Wall.
In addition to them, there are also the army of Penghao, Prince Yu and others who built the fourth Great Wall, Sang Tianjun, Yan Yinghua and others who built the fifth Great Wall, Yinglong, Bai Ze, Biluo and others who built the sixth Great Wall...
From here to the main continent of the seventh fairyland, there are nine most important galaxies in a straight line, and the soldiers built nine starry sky walls here.
Because the Mingtang Thunder Pool has not been broken, most of these soldiers from Yuanshuo, the Imperial Court and other places are spiritualists. However, in terms of strength, their cultivation strength is comparable to that of Golden Immortals, and it is no problem for them to pick the sun and the moon with their hands!
Only a few people in the imperial court who had cultivated to the fourth or fifth level of the Dao realm could protect themselves from the power of the Thunder Pool.
There are very few people like this.
There are less than a hundred people in the imperial court who have the strength above that of Immortal Lords. Fortunately, Yan Yinghua led a group of Immortal Lords to come and surrender, otherwise the imperial court would find it difficult to select enough generals.
This time, eleven holy kings including Lingji and Dongting also brought their own magic weapons and led their troops to the battle. Yinglong Bai Ze also led gods and demons to the battle, and Biluo also joined the army.
This could be described as the most powerful lineup the imperial court could muster. Anyone who could go to the battlefield had gone to the battlefield, except for the teachers and scholars from the universities and academies!
However, when Fang Zhuzhi, Shi Weiran, Emperor Ziwei and others standing on the city wall saw the stars in front of them go out one after another, their hands and feet still felt cold.
The surging ash-immortals rushed towards this side. Even the brightest sun would be devoured by countless ash-immortals in just a short moment, with its spiritual power and vitality of heaven and earth devoured, and would dim and die!
Behind Fang Zhuzhi, Li Muge checked the position of each soldier in the battle formation. In this battle, he served as a general under Fang Zhuzhi.
Next to him was his acquaintance in Yuan Shuo, the saint’s disciple Bai Yuelou.
Both of them were Su Yun's classmates. Later, Su Yun became the Emperor of Tianshiyuan, and his contact with them gradually decreased. Many years ago, they had already cultivated into the fairyland and became immortals. However, once Lei Chi came out, it became a dream bubble.
Back then, Li Muge was revered as the Holy Sword Immortal, and Bai Yuelou was known as the Young Master of Heavenly Dao, and both of them taught at Yuanshuo Heavenly Dao Academy.
Although they are also at the Yuandao realm, their cultivation strength is extremely powerful, so Fang Zhuzhi appointed them as generals.
"Brother Muge, do you think we will be able to enter the Pantheon if we die in this battle?"
Bai Yuelou was still as suave as before, chatting and laughing with Li Muge to ease the tension. While checking where the soldiers were standing, he said leisurely, "Future generations, will they still remember us?"
Li Muge corrected the posture of a spiritualist and said firmly: "No. This war is not as simple as tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people dying. It is millions and tens of millions of people who will die in battle. Who has the time to remember our names? Even if we are enshrined in the Pantheon, few people can remember Li Muge and Baiyue Tower."
Bai Yuelou was somewhat disappointed and muttered, "Will we become forgotten gods in the future?"
"Not really." Li Muge said.
Bai Yuelou was stunned and looked puzzled.
Li Muge smiled: "Many people remember this battle, but few remember us. But our descendants will not forget us. They will still remember the deeds of their ancestors, and remember that we fought against impossible enemies to protect them. They will be proud of this, and proud of what we did!"
He was not good at speaking, but his words made Bai Yue Lou burst into tears. He smiled and said, "Yes! What we have to do is to make our descendants proud! They will be proud of us being their ancestors! Proud of the blood flowing in their bodies!"
As he was speaking, the army of the Jiehuixian flew in like locusts, getting closer and closer.
The soldiers each mobilized their true energy. Fang Zhuzhi shouted at the top of his lungs and swung his arm violently. Countless magical weapons flew out from behind the First Great Wall and met the vanguard of Jiehuixian!
In the starry sky, brilliant magical powers exploded, extremely colorful.
Bai Yuelou and Li Muge each presided over the formation diagram. With a shout, the sword formation diagram unfolded. It was a simplified version of the First Sword Formation Diagram, which turned into a monstrous killing formation, standing behind the Starry Sky Great Wall!
Countless Tribulation Gray Immortals flew over the Great Wall, and magnificent sword formations unfolded, transforming into sword lights that were thousands of miles long, moving in all directions!
These sword formations are like the sharp swords in the hands of the Lord of the East and the Lord of the West, fighting and killing as they go!
However, more and more Robbery Gray Immortals came, and their strength became stronger and stronger. The Great Wall of the first line seemed to be nothing and was easily destroyed!
"Retreat! Retreat to the second line!"
The voices of Fang Zhuzhi, Shi Weiran and Emperor Ziwei were heard, and the three commanders were at the rear, trying to stop the powerful enemy. However, countless Jiehuixians bypassed the three and rushed to the rear.
Bai Yuelou and Li Muge led their respective troops to retreat to the second front, fighting their way forward. However, the Huihui Immortals continued to pour in, making them feel like they were sinking into a quagmire, making it difficult for them to move forward.
The two men led the crowd and fought hard, finally breaking out of the encirclement, but only half of the soldiers were left around them.
Ahead of them, various generals were also leading their remnants towards the Great Wall of the second front. Someone in the distance shouted, "We need someone to stay behind to cover our retreat! Those who stay behind can't go back! Who will do it?"
"I'm coming!" someone in the team shouted.
Then, he saw that more than a dozen spiritualists in that team were heading in the opposite direction. Li Muge looked over and saw that more than a dozen people from each team that had previously guarded the first front had stayed behind and were heading in the opposite direction of the retreating army.
“Brother Mu Ge, go back and meet my family and tell my son, that little bastard, that he can proudly tell others that he is the son of my Baiyue Tower.”
Li Muge's body froze, and he looked back. Bai Yuelou led a dozen spiritualists out of the formation and waved to him: "I didn't bring shame to future generations, and I hope he won't either. Senior Brother Muge, bring my people back alive!"
Li Muge opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. He nodded heavily and led the remaining soldiers to the second front.
In a hurry, he looked back and saw the faint light emitted by the supernatural powers of those soldiers who were going to die.
The Second Great Wall.
Li Muge led his soldiers to the foot of the Great Wall and joined the army of Qiu Shuijing and Zuo Songyan. Qiu Shuijing asked them to go down and rest. Zuo Songyan asked in confusion: "Shuijing, we don't have many troops, why do we have to divide them into different lines?"
Qiu Shuijing said: "In order to block the Jiehuixian. The Jiehuixian in front was blocked, and the Jiehuixian behind surged up, piling up together, and piling up more and more."
Zuo Songyan was stunned: "How can we fight? With billions of Jiehuixian coming at us, who can stop them?"
“We can stop it!” Qiu Shuijing said expressionlessly, “We can stop it if we fight! Because… Yingying is here. At the Ninth Great Wall, we must stop the Grey Robbery Fairy eight times and gather more Grey Robbery Fairies!”