Should we ignore the spatial rift? But on second thought, with this information, the Asura Realm is no longer just harmful.

If we can obtain a large amount of crazy blood, it will definitely greatly change the tense battlefield with the ogres.

Maybe they could even launch a counterattack? This has been the dream of many monks in the Temple of the Gods for thousands of years.

Under such circumstances, whether the Temple of the Gods is willing to completely close the space-time rift remains to be seen.

Choose the lesser of two evils. Which of the two is more dangerous will have to be judged by the top leaders of the Temple of the Gods.

Jiang Li, the young leader of the alliance, doesn't need to consider such a big matter.

Now it would be more reliable for him to take care of his own hundreds of millions of acres of land in Dachongshan.

As for the invitation from the Yun Mansion, Jiang Li accepted it without much hesitation.

In this world, the importance of relationships and background is far greater than in the previous life.

He had had enough of this Eastern Region. Now the Yun Mansion valued merit, so maybe he could make some friends with them.

From now on, I will use the Yun Mansion’s reputation to our advantage and see who dares to bully Dachongshan.

. . . .

In the Dachongshan immortal cultivation world, the misty mountains where the Chongshan League’s headquarters is located are now filled with smoke.

Although the Chongshan League used a large illusion array of misty mountains to temporarily block the attack of the Wantumen fleet.

But this is only temporary.

In the first five days, the Wantumen fleet randomly bombed everywhere in the fog. Although Chongshan League could still fight back, the effect was minimal.

And after the Wantumen spent several days trying to break through the heavy mountain obstruction and failed, they quickly changed their mind.

Instead of aimless bombing, they launched large-scale fire hurricanes in an attempt to burn the mountains and forests and disperse the fog.

They used a kind of blood flame that was extremely difficult to extinguish. The fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind helped the fire, burning for several days and nights.

Even when the disciples of Chongshan League formed a formation and cast water-attributed spells to put out the fire, they filled the eye of the formation with people and used their own spiritual energy to strengthen the formation.

After a few days, the fog was finally dispersed, and many of Chongshan's disciples were burned to death.

The fog in the mountains mainly comes from the evaporation of these trees. The burning of large areas of trees has greatly slowed down the recovery of the fog.

So soon, a circle of mountains outside the foggy mountains were exposed outside the fog.

Afterwards, they witnessed the brutal warfare methods of the intermediate gods.

After the edge of the mountain was revealed among the foggy mountains, the Wantumen's master of transformation launched an attack on the mountain.

They displayed their amazing spiritual power, cutting down mountains when they encountered them and cutting off water when they encountered it, destroying the terrain of the place in the most direct way.

After reaching the Nascent Soul level, one is already capable of causing large-scale changes to the environment and terrain.

With more than thirty Jindan monks taking action, it is really not difficult to tear down a mountain in front of them.

Starting from one direction, these guys began to advance in a straight line, destroying the mountains one by one.

This was a situation that Chongshan League had never thought of.

They were worried before that most of Dachongshan’s power was concentrated here.

If the Wantu Sect changes direction and attacks other sects' headquarters, they will be unable to provide support and will not know what to do.

But what was unexpected was that Wantumen was thinking about a crushing kill from the beginning to the end.

Now all the people from Dachongshan are gathered here, and they are going to annihilate them all here.

As long as this group of cultivators are wiped out, the backbone of the Dachongshan immortal cultivation world will be broken, and there will be no way to recover from then on.

To deal with the large-scale illusion array arranged based on the veins of the mountains, the Wantu Sect’s approach is to simply tear down your mountains and see how you can still form the array.

The unreasonable push made them feel helpless.

As the straight line moved forward, one mountain after another was shattered and collapsed, which inevitably damaged the foundation of the Misty Mountains Array, and even the local ground veins were destroyed.

Some important earth veins were directly cut off.

As the progress of Hammer Mountain continued, the outer fog became thinner and thinner.

You have to know that the foggy mountains, although when you look down from your head, it seems that there are mountains next to each other, clouds upon clouds, and everything is white.

But in fact, this group of mountains is a circular group of mountains, and in the middle is actually a vast and flat medicinal garden.

If this continues, the ring of mountains will be opened up sooner or later. At that time, not only will the fog array be destroyed, but the enemy will also be able to drive straight into the heart of the secret realm of the medicine garden through this opened passage.

Inside, there is no maze covering.

By then, the Chongshan Alliance might not be able to hold on for long.

On the opposite side were more than thirty cultivators at the God Transformation level, plus Wu Fan, the leader of the Wantu Sect with unfathomable strength.

Don’t think that the Wantu Clan had lost eight gods in the war with the Duoluo Blood Arena.

But in fact, they have always had nearly half of their combat power on the front line facing the armor-faced ogres.

On the way here, Wu Fan transferred back some men from the front line to supplement the combat power for attacking Dachongshan.

On the other hand, after eliminating the ambitious Bailian Mountain, the upper echelons of Dachong Mountain lost a quarter of their strength.

Even though he got a deity from Mo Men in the later period, there were still a few powerful people who lived in seclusion in Dachong Mountain, the wind-proof giant who just wanted to sleep on weekdays, and Jiang Li's statue clone.

At most, there are only twenty-seven or twenty-eight of them who have reached the God Transformation level.

Now there are still ten gods who need to be stationed in the Machinery City for a long time, and the force left in their hometown is even less.

Even if Wu Fan did not take action, the top-level strength would only be half of that of others.

How can we be the opponent in a head-on battle?

The only thing they can rely on is the formation.

Therefore, even if they are defeated, the Chongshan Alliance must take action and do everything possible to stop them from breaking into the mountain.

This was also an unavoidable conspiracy, and the Wantu Clan had obviously made preparations in advance.

Every time they rushed out of the fog, they would be struck by thunder.

Three days later, in one direction of the foggy mountains, a wide road leading to the sky had been opened up by human power alone.

A deity from the Wantu Sect, who was over three meters tall, was holding a giant mountain-splitting axe and was swinging and chopping at a mountain in front of him.

Every time the giant axe fell, the earth shook and terrible cracks appeared on the mountains.

Even if it is connected to the earth vein formation, which enhances the strength of the mountain, it may not last for more than a few quarters of an hour.

But he was alone in front, and looked like he really deserved a beating.

"Brother Jianyi, that man is obviously a bait."

Taoist Master Wushe was sitting on a tree stump. His Taoist robe was torn and there were three hideous knife wounds on his back.

Behind him, a water-attributed divine monk was treating his injuries.

However, the alien energy attached to the knife wound is extremely stubborn and not so easy to remove.

The Yi Wood Water Ball that was attached to his back was completely dyed red in just a moment, and the wound was still bleeding continuously.

"It's bait, but we can't not go."

Shenshan Jianyi was not much better than him. His left hand was wrapped in a thick bandage. If it weren't for the bandage, his hand would probably fall off.

In the past few days, the Wantu Clan's offensive has never stopped, and the large formation of the Misty Mountains has been half destroyed in that way.

If they continue to destroy us like this, the remaining remnants may not be able to hold out for another three days.

"That giant axe can split mountains too fast. We can't leave it behind."

"Everyone, prepare for another quarter of an hour, and then work together to kill that guy."

"Remember, don't fight too long. Once you succeed, return immediately. Also, don't be alone!"

The gods of Chongshan League who were together sighed and started to prepare.

In Dachongshan, they are the ceiling of combat power, revered and worshipped by countless people, and regarded as myths. However, facing such a powerful enemy, they dare not guarantee how long they can survive.

"Natives of Dachongshan, let's see how long you can hide!"

The three-meter-tall monk wielding a giant mountain-splitting axe had foul language and kept clamoring and mocking the Chongshan Alliance, as if he was being used as a bait.

At this moment, from the fog, which was less than 50% of its original density, a sword rainbow that could split the sky and the earth shot out, aiming directly at the tall god who was splitting the mountain in the front.

But just as they thought, the enemy was already prepared and was waiting for them to come out.

The sword rainbow was blocked, revealing an ancient thick-bladed long sword.

That is Gu Chen, the most powerful earth-level flying sword from the Five Elements Peak of Mount Shu.

The spiritual light formed by the Red Umbrella magic weapon was pierced through by the Gu Chen Sword.

After the magic weapon was broken, it immediately shattered into pieces, turning into gray dust that had been burned by flames and drifted away with the wind.

A top-grade Xuan-level magical weapon was destroyed in an instant.

The power of the Gu Chen Sword is so great.

But after that, several more magic weapons flew over and continued to block the ancient Chen sword.

After destroying several magical weapons, even the Gu Chen Sword had lost a lot of power, and its speed was no longer even half of its original speed.

There were also five large nets made of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. They flew out one after another and were controlled by five Divine Transformation monks in an attempt to capture the Ancient Dust Sword.

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This flying sword was extremely powerful. In the previous battle, they were caught off guard and even lost a Divine Transformation Elder, and injured several colleagues.

If this flying sword can be captured, Chongshan League will lose its sharpest tooth.

But how could the Chongshan Alliance do as they wish?

Moreover, Gu Chen's sword has not yet been successful, and their goal has not been achieved.

From the mist, dozens of figures flashed and flew out, rushing towards the Wantumen deity in the front who was wielding a giant axe.

Just cut off one of their fingers.

But this was obviously a bait, as more Wantumen gods-transforming monks flew over from all directions.

They were not in a hurry to rescue people, but formed a circular killing formation and surrounded the flying monks of the Chongshan League.

He also cut off their retreat as soon as possible, wanting to kill them all here at the cost of sacrificing a companion.

More than a dozen of them attacked together, and the monk with the giant axe was taken down without much resistance.

But they have also fallen into a dangerous situation.

"Everyone, don't separate, break through the fog."

Each of them had serious injuries on their bodies, and only by relying on the power of the Divine Transformation cultivators were they able to suppress their injuries and maintain their combat effectiveness.

The number of powerful gods is only half of the other side. If they are evenly divided into one versus two, they can still hold out for a while longer. Although they will be at a disadvantage, they can still hold out for a few days.

But that's not how war is fought.

This was vividly demonstrated in the previous battle with Bailian Mountain.

If they were separated, Wantumen could easily hold them back one-on-one.

Then the remaining dozen or so gods besieged one together.

Even the most resilient physical cultivators would not be able to hold out for long. If they were beaten to ash, even a strong and resilient Divine Transformation cultivator would die.

Now that their retreat route was cut off, they could only defend in the center to prevent being cut off from the battlefield by the enemy while trying to break out together.

It's just that the other party has no intention of giving them this opportunity.

Thirty-three blood-red sword lights that could cut through mountains flew out together and killed the people of the Chongshan League in the middle.

Hit by this sword-like killing formation, half of the dozen or so people among them would die on the spot.

Buzz! A blood-red lotus shadow quickly expanded, covering all of them.

Thirty-three blood-red sword beams collided with the lotus phantom.

The blood-red blade light formed a storm, rushing towards it and cutting madly.

The Fruit and Reward Pure Lotus, which had once made its mark in the battle of Bailian Mountain and had trapped the six great monks without any means, also began to fluctuate violently at this time.

This level of damage is obviously not something that the Lotus Phantom can easily endure.

This impact lasted for half a quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating.

Looking at the lotus pedestal again, the petals had been torn into pieces.

The statue's clone sitting on the lotus pedestal had thirty-three cracks on its body. To block this kind of damage, he also had to pay a price.

If not, what is supporting the Pure Lotus of Fruit and Reward is the blood pool of the Dora Blood Fighting Arena, if it was only the power of the earth veins, it would have completely collapsed by now.

"Master Ananda, are you okay?"

The other Jindan monks around were all frightened by this.

Being able to survive this disaster safely, they all looked towards the statue in the middle with gratitude.

This friend of Alliance Leader Jiang could actually withstand this terrifying sword formation.

If it weren't for him, the foundation of the Dachongshan immortal cultivation world would have been destroyed by half.

But looking at the thirty-three cracks on his body, you can tell with your brain that it is impossible that he is really okay.

"Master, is there anything I can do to help you recover from your injuries? If you need anything, please let me know."

Everyone took out their own healing medicines and handed them to the statue's clone. This person must not fall down, if he falls down, everyone will be doomed.

"The rest is useless to me. Can you lend me the Buddhist relic? Using this blood lotus is too much of a pressure on me."

The statue's clone barely opened his eyes, and two streams of blood and tears flowed down.

When others saw this, they were all shocked.

This person must have suffered extremely serious injuries just now.

When the statue's clone arrived at Chongshan League, he returned the relic, which had become much dimmer.

Now the situation is urgent and I have to do nothing but ask for a loan again.

Everyone looked at the people from Cihang Temple.

Zhenren Liaoku looked at the blood and tears of Venerable Ananda. Although this person looked like a demon, fighting side by side for a few days had completely eliminated their misunderstanding of appearance.

Such a righteous man risked his life to help them.

Even if it was a Buddhist relic, how could they be reluctant to give it up?

No matter what Buddhist treasure it is, if we don’t take it out now, we will all die.

"Your Majesty, please feel free to use them. The relics of our ancestors can be used to save the common people, which is also the best ending for them."

Six relics were taken out and floated above the head of Venerable Ananda. Six golden lights were cast down, allowing the incarnation of the statue, which was a combination of Buddha and demon, to rebalance the energy in the body.

Continue to draw energy from the wealthy Dora Blood Fighting Arena, allowing the lotus petals to return to their original state one by one.

"Master Wushe, please hand the prisoner over to me."

Also shrouded in the lotus shadow was the Wantumen deity who served as bait.

He was now being held down by a Fang Tian Seal and could not move at all.

The statue's clone had a request, so Fang Tianyin raised his hand slightly and released him.

Then Master Lao Ku, with his muscular body like a diamond, reached out and grabbed the opponent's neck.

This incarnation of Wantumen was injured and was no match for the abbot of Cihang Temple.

The body, which was more than three meters tall, was lifted up like a chicken and thrown into the lotus platform.

The statue's clone placed one hand on the head of the Wantumen monk.

"Karma, Amitabha!"

As the light on the Pure Lotus of Karma flickered like breathing, the thirty-three cracks on the statue's clone transferred one by one along the arms into the body of the Wantumen monk.

One, two, three, with each time a crack shifted, the aura of the Wantumen monks weakened.

After the thirteen cracks shifted, the Wantumen monk suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Thirteen damages were diverted, greatly reducing the pressure on the statue's clone.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and came forward to share the burden, with each person bearing one or two cracks to help Venerable Ananda recover as quickly as possible.

But at this moment, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes and wearing a blood-red crown appeared outside the lotus shadow.

(End of this chapter)