"The Palace of Eternal Life has been killed!!"

When he was approaching the foot of the Heavenly Saint Peak, Ling Yan ordered his disciples to gather their essence and shout early.

One is to be strong, the other is to tell others that the people from the Hall of Eternal Life are coming, of course, Ling Yan wants to see the war, if he can't stand it, then he will fight hard, they can't stand it, Ling Yan is still greedy for life and afraid of death, it is too inhumane, and if they hang up, they will definitely not be able to run away. If the Ten Sects of Cultivation are very relaxed, then the main thing is to save their lives without injury.

However, it wasn't until he stood at the forefront of the battle that Ling Yan knew.... How strong are the people of the Demon Realm who dare to come to this Heavenly Sacred Peak.

Towards ten ten, the thick demonic aura in the air had begun to be filled with all kinds of bloody smells...

Cold... Fireblood...

The soul disciples of Immortal Miao Valley stood at the back of the crowd.

Their lethality is far inferior to that of other sects, and at most they are better than the disciples of the Hall of Eternal Life, but they have more important things to do.

That is to preserve the souls of the disciples who died in battle.

Most of the creatures in the demon world have the power to devour the three souls and seven spirits, and when a disciple dies, as soon as the three souls and seven spirits come out, countless demons will suddenly swarm up and snatch and devour that soul.

If it is decomposed and eaten by monsters, then this disciple will not be able to live forever, and his soul will be annihilated.

So it's a real battle.

At this time, it is no longer the Storm and Cloud Meeting, and the lives of every disciple have begun to be truly threatened!

Everyone will fight hard and fight their own strength!!

The battle was extremely fierce, Ling Yan looked at it from afar, just a glance, and at the front, several people died.

It's not that the disciples are too weak.... It's that there are too many creatures in the demon world.

It's like a tide! Overwhelming!!

Oh...

All kinds of noisy and piercing roars resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Saint Peak.

The Demon Realm has the language of the Demon Realm..

"Friends of the Hall of Eternal Life, hurry to the southwest road to guard it, there are some disciples of the Yang Sword Sect stationed there, I'm afraid I can't stand it!"

A disciple of the Demon Palace who was wearing pitch-black leather armor and controlling all kinds of agile aura with both hands shouted at Ling Yan loudly. I saw that his hair was scattered, and there were more than a thousand wounds all over his body like knives.

Ling Yan nodded, and quickly rushed towards the southwest with all his disciples.

"Everyone gives me the strongest technique on weekdays, don't keep it anymore, at this time, it's either life or death!"

Ling Yan, who was galloping with the disciples, shouted in a solemn tone.

The two spirits of good and evil soared out.

The demonic aura filled the entire Tiansheng Peak.

Suddenly, a large number of figures flashed in front of him.

Ling Yan's footsteps froze suddenly, and when he raised his hand, all the disciples also hurriedly stopped.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!!"

Ling Yan drank secretly.

All the disciples were shocked and began to sacrifice all kinds of magic weapons, and for a while, the colorful light bloomed wantonly.

"Elder, it's someone from the Yang Sword Sect!"

Zhuo Shaofeng, who was sharp-eyed, suddenly shouted.

"Ahead is a friend of the Yang Sword Sect!"

"I'm Liu Feng, a disciple of the Yang Sword Sect! Are you friends of the Hall of Eternal Life? ”

A slightly struggling voice floated from the group of disciples who were walking slowly.

"Exactly, friends of the Yang Sword Sect, don't panic, I sent an elder to support you!"

Zhuo Shaofeng replied loudly, and then followed Ling Yan and rushed forward together...

Hearing Zhuo Shaofeng's words, the people of the Yang Sword Sect were obviously overjoyed: "Could it be that Elder Mobi Fangmo of your sect is also here?" Haha, this time, those monsters are going to be out of luck! ”

"Elder Mo has come forward? Hmph, look how these clowns jump! ”

The words that made Ling Yan's flesh jump sounded...

Zhuo Shaofeng looked at Ling Yan with a calm face with some embarrassment, I believe that at this time, many disciples are as entangled as Zhuo Shaofeng.

"Needless to say, prove it with action!"

Ling Yan had nothing to say, and with a wave of his hand into the air, the lightsaber flew out with a 'whoosh' sound, turning into several rays of light that were scattered around Ling Yan.

"Uh... 呲.. Fast... Those people: . Ran over there.. Must.. At. Most.. Short. Target. Time. Inside, kill all those people.... Otherwise, it's bad..."

A hoarse cry sounded from behind the Yang Sword Sect.

The voice was extremely harsh, and Ling Yan could hear it, it was a person from the Demon Realm...

In the end, he also learned some things from Shenzhou, and Ling Yan could hear a rough idea.

At this time, many disciples of the Yang Sword Sect were injured, and their immortal realm was probably not very strong, and it was difficult for the wounds to heal automatically.

Stampede, Stampede..

The sound of a hurried run was unusually loud on this mountain path, and it was definitely a sound that could only be made by people who had no realm or whose realm had changed only once and twice.

Ling Yan condensed.

But when he heard a bang, one by one sturdy demons with hideous faces and bodies two meters away, holding a magic knife with black gas in their hands, with a quick stride, turned out of the road, and rushed towards this side.

The demon was completely black, with a fierce complexion, and he looked like he was not afraid of death. Moreover, there are extremely large quantities.

It's like a flood.

"Fight!"

Ling Yan snorted lightly, his footsteps gradually floated lightly, and the white twilight beside his body suddenly took shape, condensed in his hand, and conjured up a straight line, slashing towards the nearest demon.

"Hidden Dragon Thorn!"

Ling Yan recalled in his heart the sword technique of killing the heavens and the thirteen swords of the flowing clouds... The heart is gradually clearing...

The disciples of the Hall of Eternal Life swarmed up, and the evil qi of Qiankun surged out like an overwhelming place, stabbing at the demon.

"Friends of the Yang Sword Sect, please evacuate quickly, just leave it to our Immortal Hall here!"

Zhuo Shaofeng was busy for the Yang Sword Sect to leave.

There are only some people from the Yang Sword Sect here, they have been holding this place for almost a day, and they don't know how many disciples they have lost, there are no soul disciples in Xianmiao Valley here, the Heavenly Saint Peak is huge, and there are many people in the Demon Realm, the war is spreading in every corner around the Heavenly Saint Peak, how can the soul disciples be distributed in every part of the Heavenly Saint Peak?

The disciples of the Yang Sword Sect, following the route guided by Zhuo Shaofeng, withdrew towards the concentration of the Immortal Miao Valley Soul Sect disciples, where they could be well treated.

However, after the people were almost gone, Zhuo Shaofeng found that Liu Feng had not left with the crowd, but instead, his expression was helpless, but his demeanor was respectfully standing in front of a woman with a beautiful face and bright eyes and bright teeth.....

"Miss, please leave Liu Feng quickly!"

"It's good for you to go, I.... I'll stay! ”

The woman hesitated for a moment, and her eyes suddenly glanced in the direction of the Hall of Immortality who was fighting with the demons behind her..... It seems to be thinking about something, and then .... Yu Yu said..