"I guessed right! Only tens of thousands?"

Ling Tian stared coldly at the tens of thousands of blood corpses in the bloody burial sea, his eyes were icy, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his stern face.

Obviously, this cannot be compared with the Corpse Ancestor in his prime period.

According to the legend recorded in ancient books, the ancestor of corpses appeared, followed by millions of blood corpses, the heavens were in turmoil, and the ghost soldiers shook the nine heavens.

Such a loud noise was frightening just by sounding it, but compared to what they saw at the moment, it was just the tip of the iceberg, not even one ten-thousandth of it.

"Everyone, don't panic! His current strength is only one tenth of what it was before. The number of blood corpse puppets he can summon is only tens of thousands. As long as we work together, we will surely win."

Taoist Tianfeng shouted loudly, stabilizing the morale of the army.

Meng Tianzheng is not here at the moment, and he is the backbone. His words instantly calmed the anxious hearts of everyone present.

"You son of a bitch, take this from me."

An angry curse was heard from the crowd. Everyone looked and saw an angry Ye Wuhen slashing at the void with a knife.

The two previous defeats had already aroused his anger, and seeing him take the lead, the others responded one after another.

"This is the greatest disaster that our Butian Pavilion has seen in tens of thousands of years. We should be the ones to deal with it. We cannot let the world look down on us. Let's all fight together."

With a loud shout, tens of thousands of disciples of the Butian Pavilion instantly responded and rushed out together.

In an instant, a great battle began, with tens of thousands of blood corpses fighting against tens of thousands of disciples of the Butian Pavilion.

The three hundred elders of Zhaixing Tower use the Heaven Protection Formation to guard the sacred mountain. The most important thing is to protect Linglong.

The reason why the two sides are evenly matched now is that Linglong is still safe. Once something happens to her and she is abducted by the Corpse Ancestor, the result will be one-sided.

"Humph, ants are still ants after all. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't change the outcome of your destruction."

Looking at the people from the Butian Pavilion who were fighting back as if they were dying, the Corpse Ancestor showed a playful smile on his face.

He really enjoyed the fear his prey felt before dying. While playing with it, he admired the bloody scenery, which was particularly charming.

A great battle broke out. Ye Wuhen slashed with his sword and fought with the Corpse Ancestor, but the disparity in strength caused him to be defeated again and again.

Fortunately, Taoist Tianfeng took action in time, and the two of them were able to cope with it together.

Of course, if the Corpse Ancestor had not allocated some of his strength to open the blood-colored barrier, the situation might have become one-sided.

While the Corpse Ancestor was dealing with Ye Wuhen and Taoist Tianfeng, he looked at Linglong greedily.

From beginning to end, his eyes never left Linglong.

A bloody hand swept across, forcing the two men back. When everyone was engaged in the battle, he knew that his chance had come.

"Hehe, past causes, present results! Let's understand it now."

Suddenly, a pair of bloody hands stretched out from the void. This time... his target was very clear, it was Linglong.

At this moment, Ye Wuhen and Taoist Tianfeng were restrained by another bloody hand and could not get away at all.

"retreat!"

Gu Sanqiu roared angrily, and the power of the peak of the Dao of Sacrifice burst out instantly, trying to beat Linglong back to Zixia Dojo, and formed a formation with three hundred elders to try to block the attack.

But there was nothing they could do, after all, they were only at the peak of the Dao of Sacrifice. Before taking that step, they had no ability to fight against the Corpse Ancestor, even with the simplest attack.

boom……

The loud noise shattered the sky, and the formation was broken in an instant. The bloody hand stretched out through the barrier and appeared in front of Lin Qingzhu.

In Lin Qingzhu's cold eyes, there appeared a hint of determination to die.

Under her nose, she would not allow anyone to hurt Linglong unless she died.

In an instant... the Zhu Xian Sword appeared in his hand. Lin Qingzhu pushed Linglong towards Yaya and told her, "Take her away! Quickly..."

There was no extra explanation, the Zhu Xian sword in his hand emitted an extreme light, which was the precursor to the outbreak of the Cao sword technique.

This sword is the most powerful and the one that leaves no room for maneuver among the Cao swords.

Grass three!

Life for life.

She had no choice. Facing the Corpse Ancestor, no fancy moves would work. This sword was her greatest reliance.

The gap in strength was too great, and she knew very well that this sword might not be useful. However, the current situation did not allow her to think, and she could only fight.

Even if it only causes minor trauma to the other party, it is enough.

"Senior Sister!"

When Cao San took action, at that moment... Linglong's eyes suddenly changed. No one knew better than her what the consequences of this sword would be.

The demon sleeping in my heart seemed to be awakening, and the hostility emanating from my body was so cold that it was suffocating.

Yaya felt desperate, she didn't know what to do. Since her master was not around, she could only listen to her senior sister.

Seeing that Linglong was about to lose control, she had no choice but to take Linglong away.

"Leave? You can't leave, haha..."

The Corpse Ancestor kept watching all this coldly, completely ignoring Lin Qingzhu's sword energy, and went straight towards Linglong.

In his eyes, Lin Qingzhu was just an ant, so why bother taking him seriously?

Although the sword moves she made were a bit strange, they were not enough to make him feel a sense of crisis.

Seeing that the other party looked down on her and even ignored her, Lin Qingzhu was overjoyed, because the disparity in strength gave her an opportunity.

No one knows the horror of the third sword better than her. Often, your carelessness will make you pay a heavy price.

Seeing that bloody hand reaching out, Lin Qingzhu took action instantly. At that moment... the sky and the earth changed color, and the void twisted, as if falling into a time trap and the adversity of reincarnation.

"What!"

This sudden change shocked the Corpse Ancestor. He could clearly feel that his blood was rapidly draining away.

“Damn it…”

As soon as they met, he felt a burst of pain on his bloody hand. Millions of plants and trees flew across the sky, weaving in the countercurrent and almost cutting off his entire arm.

At this moment, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he should have realized that something was wrong.

However, the huge gap in strength greatly reduced the power of Lin Qingzhu's sword and it did not seriously injure him.

He just grabbed with his backhand, and the powerful force instantly broke through the sword.

"puff……"

Lin Qingzhu spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked away.

The injured Corpse Ancestor became furious and didn't even give her a chance to fight back, he slapped her again.

Everyone witnessed it all, and at this moment, time seemed to stand still.

"No!"

Linglong’s red eyes revealed a blood-red murderous aura. It was obvious that once that palm was slapped down, the next second... the world would be overturned.

At this critical moment, a white aurora rushed towards Zixia Mountain.

"puff……"

In just a moment, the bloody hand of the Corpse Ancestor was pierced by a strange sword, and the blood instantly dyed the sky red.

"This... How is it possible?"

The Corpse Ancestor was instantly shocked. His bloody hand, which had powerful defensive power, was pierced in just a moment.

Who is it?

Is that Meng Tianzheng?

Shouldn't he be in the other side of the sea at this moment? How come he is here?

This sudden change frightened not only the Corpse Ancestor, but everyone present.

Obviously, the sword that pierced through the Corpse Ancestor was not an ordinary sword. Ordinary immortal swords could not hurt him at all, let alone cause such a huge damage.

As the white light flowed, it returned to the mountain. In less than a moment, there was a loud bang, and a man walked out of the ruins.