It's really fixed.

As soon as he left from the Nine Heavens Peak, before the head of the True Martial Sect had time to worry about the problems on other battlefields, he received the latest information - the defeat of the human race on the battlefield of the Netherworld Realm had already begun to rout, and the scattered immortals who were sitting on the battlefield of the Netherworld were in a hurry to gather reinforcements to support the battlefield.

Upon learning of this, he was rarely silent.

So what...... Jing Chun just chose to go to the Netherworld Realm, and estimated that the people had already arrived, but the battlefield of the Netherworld had begun to rout?

It's not that he's superstitious, he's also heard some rumors about Jing Chun, and wherever he goes, he can always cause some strange things, shouldn't this ......

The head of the True Martial Sect decisively erased this thought from his mind, he was a rational person, and he would not attribute the reason for the defeat in the Nether Realm battlefield to a person who had been in retreat before, it was pure nonsense just now.

After calming down, he immediately contacted the town keeper Taizhao, hoping that he could take a move to bring an army of monks who had been assembled to the Netherworld—after all, teleportation was unstable now, and temporary teleportation could not take all of them across the border.

However, the Guardian Taizhao is now dealing with the true demons that have descended on the heavens and all worlds in the void, and he can't even distract himself from his transmission, let alone take on such an escort mission?

Inexistent!

Fortunately, the head of the True Martial Sect also guessed that the town keeper would not be able to pull out, and he also made second-hand preparations.

Now there are only four scattered immortals and Mahayana left behind in the True Martial Sect, and the rest are all going to various battlefields separately, but as long as they arrange teleportation for one or two of these four bigwigs, they will bring a cave magic weapon with them when they teleport, and bring the army of monks with them.

- Even if the energy consumption increases dramatically because they carry many people with them, and the temporary teleportation array will be even more unstable, with their strength, even if there is some accident in the teleportation and they fall into the void outside the Netherworld, they will not hurt their lives, and they only need to spend a little more time to enter the Netherworld.

To be precise, this is his first choice, asking the town keeper to help is actually more like a notice, reminding him that the situation in the Netherworld is not very good now, and after beating the true demons, come and help!

The head of the True Martial Sect never thought that as long as he threw reinforcements into the battlefield of the Netherworld, he would be able to turn defeat into victory—they had reinforcements, didn't the demons have them?

If this continues, the battlefield of the Netherworld will only turn into a killing field, until the Netherworld can no longer withstand the melee of countless monks......

There was a trace of worry and unbearability in the calm eyes of the head of the True Martial Sect, and he went on like this...... I'm afraid that even if they really set the sky, they will also face the same disaster as the big world such as Bi Mintian.

"Except for the arrival of three thousand true immortals, the immortal world has no other action, and even caused many big worlds to suffer disasters...... his mood became heavier and heavier, "I'm afraid that the situation in the immortal realm is not good." ”

However, he is only one of the heads of the Nether True Martial Sect, and in such a catastrophe as the Demon Tribulation, he is not much different from other monks, and he has to rise and fall in the torrent set off by great power, and he can't help himself.

He sighed softly in his heart.

But after all, the head of the True Martial Sect is not a sentimental person, and when he can't decide the direction of the future, he can only do his best and obey the destiny of heaven......

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The Netherworld.

After Mo Tianwei disappeared, high in the sky, the battlefield atmosphere of those combined, Mahayana, and scattered immortals became subtle.

The latter two are okay, after all, these demons rely on their own cultivation, and they don't think that a small combined sword cultivation can cause them much trouble; the demon clan who is fighting with the combined cultivators of the heavens and all the worlds is really worried - the demon clan who has cultivated about the same level as them before has overdrawn the bloodline, and there are ten demon clan auxiliaries, and as a result, dozens of breaths have been solved by this human sword cultivator! Even if they are stronger, how long can they hold on to that cold and shining sword?

If you can cultivate to the merger stage, there will be no fools, and the combined cultivators on the side of the heavens and all worlds looked at the situation on the field, and one by one they were even crazier than when they knew that the battle situation was unfavorable before, and even some forbidden moves and secret techniques that they were reluctant to use in the past were taken out, and they didn't care how much damage this would cause to themselves.

They have pinned their hopes on Mo Tianwei - who has been faintly known as the "First Day Pride" in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds since the Jindan period, who doesn't know it? Such a legendary character suddenly appeared in the Netherworld Realm, it must have been specially arranged by Zhen Dingtian to rescue, and there must be a large number of reinforcements after her!

"Boom!"

The black dragon with wings on its back roared past, under the dark heavy clouds, the torrential rain was like a note, every drop of black raindrop was concentrated on a Kunxu demon, the rain containing the power of the origin of the Great Dao corroded the solid scale armor on his body, and the rain silk was woven into a net, trapping him in it, and he couldn't break free for a while.

There was a blue-clothed monk sitting on this strange dragon, and he was surrounded by extremely strong fluctuations of the Great Dao, and it was obvious that he had already tried his best to attract the Great Dao he had cultivated.

One by one, he took out the magic weapons one after another, followed by more and more violent fluctuations in the void, as if the void had turned into an invisible ocean, and he held the sea flag and the seal of the town, stirring up the wind and clouds, causing his enemies to fall into it, and gradually being pulled into the abyss of the sea, crushed into powder by the undercurrent of rage.

Kunxu Demon roared wildly, his strength was naturally better than that of this monk and his mount, but who made this human race already mad and attack at any cost?

The rain curtain became denser and denser, the net tightened more and more, and the sound of the tide surging filled the boundless sky, and Kunxu Demon felt that he was being dragged into a dark world where there was no water in sight, but water was everywhere......

Kunxu Demon gritted his teeth, and had to use secret techniques to improve his strength, wanting to forcibly break free from the tighter and tighter shackles, but the extent of the secret technique to improve his strength was not large, and he still had a stalemate with the hateful human race.

At this moment, his heart skipped a heavy beat, and a terrible chill flowed down the blood to every corner of his body, as if the corners of the Grim Reaper's clothes were quietly brushing over him......

"That sword cultivator!"

This thought had just flashed through his mind, and a cold sword aura had forcibly broken through the rain curtain woven by the dragon, silently cutting off half of his small demon body—if he hadn't reacted in time and transferred the magic bead, this sword would have been able to make him die!

"Shhh

Kunxu Demon's heart was cold, but he didn't let this heavy injury affect his actions, he endured the severe pain and weakness, and wanted to escape through the crack where the sword qi was broken, and at that time......

"Don't let him escape!" the monk on the dragon immediately shouted, eagerly waving the sea flag to help Mo Tianwei.

However, Mo Tianwei has always been a neat and neat person - if you can't solve the enemy with one sword, then you will have another sword.

"Whew——!"

A painful wail resounded through the void, and the demons and monks on the nearby battlefield couldn't help but look over, only to see a brilliant sword aura like a scorching sun, a Kun Void Demon melted like remnant snow and broken ice, and even his soul was crushed by the surging sword qi.

"It's really a terrible Terran sword cultivator!"

Those demons felt chills in their hearts, and suddenly gave birth to a sense of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox—perhaps they would be the next one to be dissolved by the sword intent.

However, there was nothing they could do, and Mo Tianwei would not stop killing because of their fear.

After dealing with this Kun Void Demon, she exchanged a look with the monk above the dragon, and needless to say, the two of them escaped into the void together and ran to other battle circles.

Seeing that the situation had begun to turn bad, the demon general, who was fighting with the Terran Scattered Immortals, gritted his teeth and waved out a pitch-black talisman in the interval between the fights.

The talisman was drenched in blood, and the strong smell of blood seemed to have its own consciousness, surging towards the noses of every human race and demon race on the huge battlefield, and for a time it overwhelmed all movements.

Lines of blood flew out from the pitch-black talismans, drifted to all parts of the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

However, soon, both the monks and the demons found that the surrounding void had been firmly sealed, and those who were originally fleeing into the void to exercise their magical powers were rejected one after another, and many of the divine powers related to the void were also unusable.

Mo Tianwei's body froze, she didn't expect that the demon general would use such a method to kill a thousand enemies and damage eight hundred in order to prevent her from sneaking up at will—speaking of it, there are many more magical powers related to the void than monks, and this is related to the inheritance of the two worlds.

Fortunately, she doesn't care about this, she can sneak attack naturally, if she can't, in the same realm, she hasn't been afraid of anyone.

On the chaotic battlefield, Mo Tianwei is like a fish in water, coming and going freely, no demon clan can stop her at all, after all, those demons also have their own opponents, and they are so entangled that they can't get out at all, they can only be cut down.

And her sword intent is terrifyingly strong, basically with other human races, she can solve a demon clan within five swords - this is simply appalling!

"Whew-"

It was another magnificent sword qi that stretched for thousands of miles, breaking through the sea of clouds and mist, and completely strangling a high-level demon clan who was seriously injured and dying, Mo Tianwei finally stopped, and the continuous use of powerful sword intent was also a big burden for her.

The demon general watched the generals under his command die under the sword of the human race almost without resistance, and his heart was dripping with hatred. If this continues, the results they have achieved through countless painstaking efforts will be gone again - unbearable!

"Reinforcements, reinforcements!"

The army under his command has been fully committed to the battlefield, and if you want to win, you can only hope for reinforcements.

The Demon General angrily sent out a message to the Xiyao Realm near the Netherworld, which was the closest Demon Realm passage, and could immediately bring in countless reinforcements!

"Boom!"

When he divided his mind and moved the army, his opponent would not let go of such a great opportunity, a huge palm print was suddenly slammed down, and the demon general couldn't dodge, but he actually suffered a solid move, and suffered a big loss.

But at this time, he also received news that the reinforcements had been assembled and would immediately rush to the Netherworld Realm, which was a huge force that was enough to turn the tide of the battle!

The two fought frantically again.

Mo Tianwei watched from afar, she was not bold enough to intervene in a battle that was a big realm higher than her, and now she has played a huge role in the battlefield that is most suitable for her, temporarily stopping the rout of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, as long as the head of the True Martial Sect who received the summons can arrange for reinforcements to come as soon as possible, the Nether Void Realm will not fall into the hands of the demons in a short time.

- The reason why I say "in a short time" is because today, the location is not on the side of the heavens and all the worlds.

Mo Tianwei looked at the battlefield below, the ruins that had been swept away countless times by countless spells and supernatural powers were the core of the Netherworld Realm, the Netherworld City!

Before she came to the Netherworld Realm, the giant formation that had gathered the painstaking efforts of countless monks from the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms had been broken by the demons—having lost their greatest reliance, it was difficult for the monks to compete with the endless demons.

On the battlefield, there are monks who fall all the time, they may have been righteous monks who hoe the strong and help the weak, they may be demonic monks who do their own thing, or they may be loose cultivators who are sharp words...... Before the catastrophe came, they may have a grudge against each other, even to the death, but now, they must put aside their grievances and fight side by side.

At this moment, there is no distinction between good and evil, whether they really regard the world as their own responsibility, whether they know that their lips are dead or their teeth are cold and it is difficult to support them alone, they are all doing their best to fight for a future for the heavens and all worlds.

Mo Tianwei felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

No matter how much killing and bloodshed she had been contaminated in the Xiuzhen realm of the jungle, she still had a trace of compassion in her heart from the peaceful era of the previous life, and she didn't want to see the flames of war and corpses everywhere - but now, this is already the greatest luxury.

"Alas!"

Mo Tianwei sighed softly, in this catastrophe of heaven and earth, she was only a leaf of the boat that could be destroyed at any time, fate - or those powers that control fate may favor her, but this kind of charity from the pity of others does not actually make her feel lucky.

She doesn't have a heart that loves the world, and even is indifferent to everything in this world, and everything is from her heart, but she ...... Her wish is to let everything develop as she hopes, without the inevitable catastrophe and without so many powerless sacrifices.

However...... She's not the one who rules the world.

A ray of black ghostly light appeared in the distant sky, Mo Tian looked at it indifferently, and found that it was not someone else, but the two scattered immortals she had seen in the True Martial Sect.

They glanced in her direction, and then one of them waved his hand and threw an endless sea of people into the battlefield below, and the other figure flickered, and he had already reached the demon general's side.

The demon general's heart sank suddenly, he didn't expect the reinforcements from the heavens and all worlds to come so quickly, his reinforcements were still on the way!

This little time difference is likely to determine the outcome of this war!

He took a deep breath, his gaze swept over the other Scattered Immortal who was also coming, and without hesitation, he began to overdraw his bloodline!

- He has no other way, if he doesn't overdraw his bloodline, it is impossible to hold back these three scattered immortals, and he can't wait for reinforcements to come!