"Second brother! The news has been sent! In a small valley in the middle of the Valley of No Return, the golden immortal with a full face and beard rushed straight over, shouted loudly, raised his hand and shot out a black light, piercing through the chest of a six-winged birdman, and quickly circled in the air, making a whining and vicious wind sound, and quickly swept over the necks of more than fifty four-winged birdmen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A shocking explosion sounded, and the birdman who was hit exploded instantly, and the light feathers in the sky fell one after another, turning into pieces of streamer light and disappearing into the air.

The golden immortal peak with a fierce face shouted, and a brilliant five-colored brilliance rose from his body, blocking the stabbing of thousands of lightsabers, and the golden light of the flying sword in his hand exploded, turning into hundreds of small golden arrows, and shot out with a bang, and hundreds of four-winged birdmen burst into the air, turning into hundreds of dazzling light clusters. Immediately hundreds of small golden arrows suddenly closed in the air, forming a big arrow that has been dazzling with golden light, the fierce golden fairy held a small golden bow of five inches long, and flicked it lightly on the bowstring, and the golden arrow more than a zhang long volley turned in the air, and suddenly pierced diagonally upward, a ten-winged birdman who was waving his wings to command, the sharp cry stopped abruptly, and the body exploded suddenly, and thousands of low-level birdmen around him were blown into pieces by this explosion, and the feather ** piece composed of white light fell, and disappeared in mid-air.

The elite golden immortal struck a blow, holding the bow in his left hand, and his right hand continued to pluck on the bowstring, and thousands of small golden arrows flew out like locusts, and the golden arrows instantly returned to his hands. With his bow and arrow, he shot at another twelve-winged birdman, and the fierce golden fairy shouted, "What does Sir say? ”

"Sir said," the bearded left hand pushed forward violently, and the powerful spiritual power gathered into a line, emitting a sharp roar, turning Ruyi in mid-air, like a sharp knife, cutting off more than a dozen six-winged birdmen at the waist, before he said loudly, "He can't leave for the time being, let us all obey Elder Jing's dispatch, and-"

The beard screamed loudly as he rushed into the birdman formation, the black light on his body flashed, and a large number of birdmen let out a sharp cry, disintegrating in the air, and his body turned into an invisible and endless white light.

"What else?"

"Also, the boss has already sent more than four hundred inner disciples, who are coming in the starry night, and it is expected that they will arrive in more than a day!" The beard flew through the air, its body was like electricity, it was running as it should, and it flew more freely than the winged birdmen, and everywhere they went, the birds screamed and fell down like dumplings, turning into white light and disappearing in an instant.

"More than 400 inner disciples?" The spirit of the Elite Golden Immortal was lifted at first, and then he was a little puzzled, "So little?" ”

Undoubtedly, such a small number of reinforcements, or the rookies of the inner gate who have not experienced many big battles, are they useful?

Yes, in the eyes of the Elite Golden Immortals, although those inner disciples may have a very high cultivation and are well-trained, they may have been very famous in the immortal world before, and they have experienced great sect disputes, but as long as they have not gone through a fierce battle of this scale like the one in front of them, they are out-and-out rookies!

Those sectarian disputes that often involve thousands of people fighting at every turn, in the eyes of everyone in the nest, are not much better than a circle of children fighting and fighting from house to house!

Here, but the most brutal battlefield in the entire fairy world, every battle here, the number of enemies is at least hundreds of millions, this kind of scene, those rookies don't talk about fighting, it's good not to be scared to pee your pants!

There was a trace of disappointment in his heart, but his subordinates did not stop at all, the golden long arrow roared out ****, after passing through the body of a ten-winged birdman, it turned into thousands of short arrows, shooting hundreds of low-level birdmen in the brilliance, his eyes turned to observe the situation on the right side, and he shouted, the short bow in his left hand shot out of his hand, and it rose in the wind, turning into a giant bow with a length of more than three zhang, and the golden light flashed on the back of the thick bow, blocking the sharp stabbing of dozens of birdman lightsabers, and the bowstring vibrated sharply, sending out dozens of invisible air arrows, Dozens of birdmen fell rapidly from the sky, seeing that there was no longer any way to survive.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the beard fell from the sky like lightning, rushed forward, and pulled a middle-aged Golden Immortal monk aside.

With a "boom", several powerful lightsabers fell from the sky, shooting out a bottomless black hole from the hard ground. The middle-aged monk exclaimed, "Thank you! Turning around and rushing into the birdman formation, the flying sword flashed, and a large number of birdmen screamed and fell.

The black light shot out again, his hands formed into fists, his body turned like a spinning top, and he actually used his body to perform a trick similar to "sweeping thousands of armies", and the hundred and ten birdmen around him let out an incomprehensible exclamation, and the volley exploded.

"Boom!" The beard shouted, the rapidly rotating body suddenly stopped without warning, raised his right foot, kicked forward violently, and a huge wave of air hit a birdman, and then exploded, the ten-winged birdman screamed, and the body fell to the ground, the body had lost all its strength in mid-air, and the body of dozens of zhang exploded violently, turning into a streamer.

With a burst of applause, he flew around in mid-air and flashed to a slightly immature monk, and shouted, "But the boss said that as long as he lasts for two days, he will definitely arrive!" ”

"Then you didn't say it earlier?" The Fierce Golden Immortal was originally a little disappointed, but as soon as he heard this, his spirit was greatly boosted, and he shot out three golden long arrows one after another, which pierced through the bodies of the three eight-winged birdmen, and the remaining momentum was not weakened, and he pierced through the fourth eight-winged birdman, and then exploded hundreds of low-level birdmen, before turning into three golden rays and returning to the hands of the Fierce Golden Immortal.

The power of this blow has increased by two percent out of thin air!

But the Elite Golden Immortal couldn't take care of these anymore, and shouted loudly: "The sixth old man has returned to his position, and the Nine Palaces Tiancheng Formation has changed into a Ten Directions Annihilation Array!" Kill! ”

The bearded old man laughed and agreed, his body circled, he had already stood in his own position, and formed an interlocking formation with the monks in the surrounding streets, and under the joint efforts of ten people, the formation changed sharply, and the power increased greatly, and he broke through the siege of countless birdmen in one fell swoop, and successfully rendezvoused with a team of about ten people not far away.

"Does Elder Jing know?" The Elite Golden Immortal sent out a wave of qi with his backhand, blasting a large number of low-level birdmen, and asked loudly.

The bearded old man shouted violently, and the black light cut off the three eight-winged birdmen, and shouted: "The seventh man has already gone over to pay homage to the elders!" ”

"Good!" The Elite Golden Immortal laughed, "Let these birds see what it means to destroy the withering and decaying today!" ”

The two men were fighting and talking loudly, and even in the midst of a fierce battle, their voices were heard far away, and many monks used them clearly.

"Who is it? Who's coming? Many of the monks had already begun to ask aloud.

"Are there any reinforcements?" Some of those who didn't understand the distance also began to ask. At such a critical juncture, hearing the news that rescue is about to arrive will undoubtedly increase people's morale.

"Who's coming? Hahahahaha! The beard is as imposing as a rainbow, and the black light in his hand is circling and flying, reaping the lives of countless birdmen as easily as cutting wheat, and his mouth is not idle, laughing and saying: "My boss is coming!" ”

"Your boss?" There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd, "Could it be—"

"Haha, Lao Tzu can have several bosses, of course it's him!" The voice of the beard stirred in the air, sounding so loud, so excited, and a little proud.

"Oh my God, it's him, he's coming back!" There was an uproar among the monks nearby, these people were the best of the new generation of monks in the old nest in the past thousand years, of course, they knew what the "boss" in the bearded mouth was, and when they heard the news, they couldn't help but burst into cheers.

That person is the first genius in the fairy world, the first master among the young generation, the most ruthless of all people, the most killer birdman, and a well-deserved idol and spiritual pillar in the hearts of all young people.

As long as he's here, they feel like they have a backbone!

More than twenty years ago, this person suddenly disappeared, which shocked many people, but now, he, the spiritual pillar of this new generation of monks, is about to return!

The crowd was excited, and the monks suddenly burst out with powerful explosive power, and a round of continuous rapid attacks, they actually broke through the siege of a group of birdmen again, and a team of more than ten people was together.

"He's coming back!" As the battle continued, and as the monks continued to cross the battlefield, the news spread rapidly. The older ones were okay, but the younger generation of monks let out bursts of cheers one after another, bursting out with more and more powerful combat power, shouting and fighting, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

"He's coming back!" One voice after another, accompanied by bursts of cheers, gradually condensed, converging into an incomparably powerful huge wave of sound, fluttering over the battlefield!

There was a small clearing in a valley near the rear of the Valley, about 50,000 li from the center of the battlefield. The birdmen circling and fluttering in the sky are densely packed, but among the birdmen, there is a huge hole in a radius of more than ten miles, and millions of birdmen are flying and circling around this hole, constantly attacking downward, but this hole has never shrunk. Whenever they approached this range, those birdmen, whether they were two-winged or four-winged, six-winged or eight-winged, were like snowflakes that had only met the oven, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Only those twelve-winged birdmen dare to show their heads occasionally, but they will immediately scream and dodge, and those who don't have time to dodge will immediately turn into nothingness in an instant like those low-level birdmen.

Underneath this hole, stand proudly these three people. It seems that these three people are already a little old, their shots are not fast, and they don't look mighty, they don't seem to use much strength, and their strength is only a dozen miles away. But every time they struck, the situation changed, and the only fate for all the birdmen who came to the edge of this range was to explode and die on the spot, turning into a bright but meaningless white light!

It was these three people, but they formed an impregnable line of defense, so that these birdmen could not take a step beyond the thunder pool!

However, the faces of these three people became more and more grim.

The three of them are all elders of the old nest, the lowest cultivation, and they are already in the late stage of Xuan Immortal, the one with the least "seniority", and they are already at the forefront of the fight against the birdmen, and have experienced more than a million years of brutal battles. However, they have never encountered an offensive of this magnitude. Those birdmen were overwhelming, endless, and appeared at a rate and number far beyond any time in their memory. The desperate attack, the fierce impact of death, even they felt a huge pressure. What is especially terrifying is that although the birdmen that appeared this time are still mainly low-level, they will not pose a big threat to them, or even to any disciple in the old nest. But what a vision the three of them had, soon after the start of the war, they found that the main body and backbone of these birdmen had changed from the previous four wings to six wings, which also meant that the average strength of the bird-like crowd, which was originally much larger, had also risen to a big level!

The battle had been going on for a full day and a half, the number of birdmen was increasing, and the monks had inevitably suffered casualties. In the distance, the angry cries of the monks were constantly heard, and the intense light that exploded itself.

Every shout, every ray of light came, and the hearts of the three people couldn't help but twitch tightly. These people are all a new generation of outstanding monks in the fairy world, each of them should have a great future, each of them is their heart's meat, if there is a choice, they would rather use their old and decayed bodies to replace these people!

But they can't.

Because they also have a more important mission, and they also have to command the entire group of monks to launch round after round of defense and counteroffensive!

But what if the Birdman attacks in the thigh this time? What to do next time, what to do next time? For thousands of years, in the first and most dangerous place at the forefront of this immortal world, how many monks have sprinkled their blood all over the earth, but those damn birdmen have been surging over in waves, as if there is no end. What's even more hateful is that those big sects in the fairy world turned a blind eye to this, allowing countless monks who originally had a great future to shed their blood here, year after year, 10,000 years and 10,000 years, and all this is just those big sects in order to maintain a ridiculous balance, in order to maintain their lofty status, to maintain their pitiful comfortable life, to maintain their power position that they are never willing to let go!

Do you really want to let go of this portal completely, let those birds rush in frantically, and turn the fairy world, which has been peaceful for tens of millions of years, into a war-torn hell again?

The situation was already getting more and more tense, and the frequency and strength of the birdmen's attacks were getting stronger and stronger, and suddenly, the three Xuan Immortals raised their heads at the same time, looking at the direction of the center of the battlefield, with a surprised expression on their faces. There, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted into the sky, the sound was so loud that it was deafening, and the blood was boiling, and it went straight to the sky.

"What's going on?" The three of them glanced at each other with confused expressions. Immediately, the faces of several people froze at the same time, and a white-faced and beardless Golden Immortal Monk suddenly broke through the encirclement, breaking out of the thousands of birdmen, and shouted loudly: "He's coming back!" (To be continued.) )