475. Call the battle

The ground is flat, and there is a piece of loess everywhere you look, and there is no grass.

This is a desolate place, which is extremely rare in the aura of Shendong.

It's rarely touched by living creatures, and even birds in the air don't want to fly over it.

On the ground was a huge rift valley that was hideous.

This rift valley is boundless, winding from one end of the sky to the other, and there is no boundary, I don't know how long.

The rift valley was about 800 zhang wide and bottomless, and the desolate wind howled through it, making a monstrous roar like a fierce beast.

However, it should be a place where no one has set foot on it, but at this time, it is crowded, and the light flickers and fills the sky, and there is an illusion that it is the Immortal Cave Mansion when you look at it fiercely.

This is the Cliff of Extinction.

On both sides of the rift valley were now full of men from the two sects.

They looked at each other from a distance, and each other was thrilled and throbbed by the imminent great battle.

On the side of the Purple Qi Sect, a light purple thousand-zhang light curtain rose along the rift, rippling on it, and a continuous buzzing sound.

The faction is divided into three zones from top to bottom.

At the edge of the cliff closest to the rift, there are thousands of things like mortal ballistas placed side by side, these ballistas are pale cyan and engraved with many spirit patterns, the strange thing is that although this is the shape of a ballista, there are no crossbow arrows and bowstrings, it looks quite weird, behind each ballista stood two disciples of the Purple Qi Sect.

Without exception, these disciples were all wearing disciple clothes, and the aura they exuded had cultivated more than ten levels of qi.

In the second area, there are many fewer people, only a hundred people, but the fluctuations emanating from these people are all above the foundation building period, and they are the four peak elders of the Purple Qi Sect.

This last area is a high platform, in the middle of the high platform there is a simple copper drum, this copper drum is very large, the diameter is ten zhang, the surface of the gold paint is brilliant, there is a sense of infinite majesty.

There were five chairs under the copper drum, and there were already two people sitting on the five chairs at this time, it was a gentle and elegant Tongtian Taoist and Guan Longping, who had a rough appearance.

On the other hand, the way the Blood Soul Sect lined up was the same as that of the Purple Qi Sect.

But I saw that in the place closest to the cliff, there were more than 1,000 stone platforms with a height of more than 1,000 zhang standing side by side, this stone platform was square, the surface was light gray, and the shape was like an altar, and at the top of each altar there were disciples of the Blood Soul Sect sitting on it.

In the second area, there are a group of Blood Soul Sect elders who exude fluctuations in the foundation building period, and in terms of numbers, there are more than a dozen more than the Purple Qi Sect, but it is not much worse.

At the top of the Blood Soul Sect's camp was a man with a red light all over his body.

This man looks a lot better than the shriveled appearance of Li Soul, his skin is smooth, slightly fat, and there is not a single hair on the top of his head but he is bald, and he is wearing a blood-colored robe similar to that of a monk, which makes it seem that he is not a cultivator, but a Buddhist cultivator.

It's just that this man's lips are slightly dark, and a trace of evil is leaking from time to time between his eyebrows, which gives people a feeling that this person is not right.

This person was none other than the blood light of one of the three Supreme Ancestors of the Blood Soul Sect.

At this time, he was sitting on a blood-colored lotus platform, hanging in the air, his eyes slightly closed as if he was in a state of flux.

Guan Longping took a jade slip, put it on his eyebrows, and took it down with a move in his eyes after a while.

"Senior brother, Wujizi's side has already left, and it is estimated that it will be there in half an hour. ”

Tongtian Dao's face was relaxed, and he nodded with a smile, "When everyone arrives, let's do it immediately." ”

"Hehehe, the Blood Soul Sect will be the result of the destruction of the sect today, they can't imagine that our Purple Qi Sect will have another Jindan stage monk. ”

Tongtian Daoist also chuckled, thinking back to the young man who only had a period of qi acceptance back then.

At that time, in his words, Tongtian Dao people saw that the young man was arrogant and had a good heart, and he was the descendant of Ji Yunxiao Ji's predecessors who had saved his life, so he favored that kid a little more.

Later, when the news of the kid's death came, the Tongtian Daoist was a little gloomy, I was afraid that no one would avenge the great revenge of Senior Ji, but he couldn't do anything, Shouyuan was approaching, and the crack of Jin Dan was still there, so he could only regard himself as a bystander.

But he didn't expect that just some time ago, news came from within the sect that the descendants of Senior Ji had suddenly returned, and this cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds to reach the peak of the late Jindan period.

The people of Tongtian Dao were very pleased, but they didn't delve into why that kid entered the realm so quickly.

"Miscellaneous people of the Purple Qi Sect, can anyone dare to come out and fight me?"

At this moment, the light curtain on the side of the Blood Soul Sect flashed, and a ray of light rushed out on the light curtain, and one fell between the rift valleys in a meandering way, shouting and scolding at the Purple Qi Sect.

But I saw that this man was about forty years old, his eye sockets were deep, his skin was shriveled, and the criss-crossing blood vessels were bulging outward, and the aura emanating from his body had already reached the realm of the late stage of foundation building.

The big war is imminent, and since someone on the other side has come out to call for battle, if you don't fight on your side, it will inevitably rub your morale.

There was a commotion in the area where the Purple Qi Sect elder was located, and finally I saw a flash of white light rushing into the air, and one meandered down into the light curtain, and when it reached the rift, it stood opposite the man of the Blood Soul Sect.

The person who came out of the battle had a childish face, was wearing a dark blue robe, holding a silver three-foot long sword, and the aura around his body had also reached the late stage of foundation building, but it was Zhao Mingzong, the ancestor of Zhao Xinghai.

"Don't be crazy, the old man doesn't kill the unknown. As soon as Zhao Mingzong stood firm, the white light around him flashed, and the fierce momentum exploded, pressing towards the man opposite and then said.

"Hahaha, it's okay to tell you, so that you can remember who sent you to Huangquan Road. ”

The man ignored the spiritual pressure that shrouded Zhao Mingzong, laughed, and then fell into a deep sink

The light of murder flashed in the eye sockets, "The old thing remembers, the name of the person who killed you is Zhu Hong." ”

After saying that, Zhu Hong slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a blood-colored streamer rushed straight out, and a dark sail more than three feet long appeared in the air.

As soon as the sail appeared, a dark wind suddenly rose from the rift, whistling through the two formations.

Zhao Mingzong's eyes narrowed slightly, the long sword in his hand shook, and immediately buzzed and trembled, and the circle fluctuated and rippled for a moment, and there was no nonsense, the long sword was raised high and volleyed in the air.

Airplanes.

But he saw a silver-white sword that was full of a hundred feet condensed in an instant, cutting through the void and slashing down towards Zhu Hong.

"Hahaha, carving insect skills. ”

Zhu Hong laughed, grabbed the sail with one hand, and waved it violently, and a strange and mysterious blood cloud roared out, and collided with the sword.

This blood cloud seemed to be illusory and had no substance, but when the sword touched it, it immediately fell into it as if it had been cut on cotton, and then it could no longer advance an inch, and was blocked in mid-air, but in an instant, it was dissolved by this blood cloud and its power was completely dissolved.

"Humph!"

Zhao Mingzong snorted coldly, and threw his long sword towards the void.

He quickly pinched his hand, pointed at the long sword, and shouted, "Tianxing Sword Technique." ”

At the sound of an order, the long sword immediately buzzed, and in the next moment, one was divided into two, two into three, and three into countless points, but in a few breaths, the sword shadow was overwhelming, like a cold star flashing in the sky.

"It's the same as much as you want. Zhu Hong also shouted, the big sail in his hand waved wildly, and pieces of blood clouds roared out, covering it against the stabbing sword light.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this place, and the people on both sides were sweating for the two in this confrontation.

It seems that this kind of one-on-one challenge has happened no less than twenty times before, and the two sides have won and lost, which can be regarded as a draw, but it is a rare first time that the elders of the two sides have a fight.

They are playing lively, and on a mountain dozens of miles away from here, there are a few people watching with relish.

"Hehehe, it looks like it's hit again. At this time, a big man with short red hair laughed.

"Yes, but this time it seems that the elders of the two parties have done it. Another old man wearing a robe embroidered with a yin and yang pattern stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"The time for war is approaching, and it seems that the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger. A beautiful woman in a moon-white robe also said.

"It's okay if they fight and kill, the two of them have dominated us here for too long, and we are almost out of breath after the first battle today, and the sect that survives will also be greatly reduced, and then it will be a chance for our few sects to turn over." ”

The few people who spoke were none other than the Taishang Ancestors of several sects such as Jiugong Mountain, Eight Desolation Valley, and Liangyi Mountain, which were similar to the Purple Qi Sect and the Blood Soul Sect.

Agni, Qingxu Daoren, Colorful Butterfly Fairy and others.

The strength of their several sects has always been much worse than that of the Purple Qi Sect and the Blood Soul Sect, not to mention the power of the sect, compared to these two sects, it is much smaller, under these two huge sects, the five sects can only hold together, so they can barely survive.

Now it's okay, the two of them have issued an order to destroy the sect, and in this battle, one sect will be destroyed.

As the so-called sandpiper and clam compete for the benefit of the fisherman, several of them are looking forward to the start of the big war as soon as possible, and these people all arrived here in advance to wait for the play, even a few days earlier than these two cases.

"Although the Blood Soul Sect has the advantage in numbers, the strength of the four ancestors of the Purple Qi Sect is there, especially the realm of the Heavenly Dao Jindan Consummation, which is far superior to the three people of the Blood Soul Sect, in my opinion, the chance of the Blood Soul Sect winning today is not very good. ”

"Not necessarily, the Soul Warrior is not a fool, and he must have something to rely on for rashly issuing the order to destroy the door, maybe the Soul Warrior has made a breakthrough in cultivation over the years, or maybe he has gotten some good treasure. ”

"Eh, no matter what the result is, we will always benefit. ”

"Yes, yes, let's discuss first, how to divide the territory of the two of them. ”

"Eh! This is a good proposal, don't start a fight with the disciples below because of the grabbing of the territory. ”

A few of them, you and I have a word, and before the two major wars over there have begun, they have already started the doctrine of the two territories.

"It's coming. ”

At this moment, just as they were about to say something, suddenly Agni's big eyes moved, looked into the distance, and spoke.

Everyone followed the gaze of the flames, but saw that on the side of the Blood Soul Sect, there were thousands of mighty warships, sweeping across the void like dark clouds, gathering towards the Cliff of Annihilation.

And before the Blood Soul Sect arrived in the camp, the sky on the Purple Qi Sect's side also revealed the shadow of a warship.

"The two of them have discussed it, how did it come by such a coincidence?"

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