Chapter 163 Please ask Fudao Jianzun for help!
After hearing Di Xie's words, Gu An could only sigh.
Escape to the ocean? What a joke! Gu An didn't know what Di Xie's mentality was, but he felt that after the human race of the Eight Dynasties was destroyed, the next to suffer would be the demons.
Previous legends prove this point. When the earth is filled with demons, powerful monks will come.
Using humans to feed monsters, and using monsters to feed humans? If transformed, it would not be fratricide, and the holy land would still be worshipped by both tribes.
Gu An was chatting with Di Xie in a random manner. His eyes never left the Bu Tian Tai. He was also weighing whether or not to take action.
After all, he still has some time before he reaches the ten million year lifespan mark.
If he breaks through now, he will definitely be able to break through to a higher realm, but he wants to unlock the next lifespan function more.
He was afraid that his actions would exacerbate the progress of the demonic catastrophe.
…
The Dajiang Dynasty is the northernmost of the eight dynasties. It is dotted with towering mountains and various wonders that are famous throughout the world.
With the land of demons at its back, the living environment for the cultivators of the Dajiang Dynasty was even more difficult. It was for this reason that the strongest dynasty was created.
In the north, the mountains are overlapping and the sky is covered with snow. The majestic snow fog makes the mountains appear and disappear, like the back of a real dragon, majestic and magnificent, and like a natural wall that separates the sky and the earth into two halves.
On a mountain range, Lu Lingjun was meditating on a huge rock. His spiritual power was vibrating, preventing the snow and fog around him from getting close, and wisps of white smoke were forming as they rose up.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked toward the horizon.
There were still undulating mountains ahead, and there was a faint glow of fire at the end of the sky and earth. The flying snow could not completely cover it, and strong winds blew towards Lu Lingjun from time to time.
The terrifying evil aura of the six-headed Jiao Luo enveloped the entire world, and even Lu Lingjun and the Bai Ling Demon Emperor on her shoulders were worried.
"What is he waiting for?" asked the Demon Emperor Bai Ling in a low voice.
Lu Lingjun looked calm and said, "It may be related to the mountain god. After all, a Mahayana cultivator died at the hands of the mountain god."
"Will the mountain god take action? There are so many demons in the north. This disaster is definitely not something the Epiphyllum Sect can compare to. No matter how you look at it, the human race will perish." Demon Emperor Bai Ling muttered.
It is also a monster, so it naturally will not stand on the side of humans. It hopes that Lu Lingjun can evacuate this troubled place.
Lu Lingjun was silent, looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
Demon Emperor Bai Ling couldn't help but persuade him, "Lord Ling, why don't you go south? Maybe the ocean isn't that dangerous."
Lu Lingjun said faintly: "Do you still remember when I broke through, the Taixuan Sect monks helped me?"
When Demon Emperor Bai Ling heard this, he opened his mouth, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.
It knows Lu Lingjun too well.
If Lu Lingjun was not such a loyal person, why would it follow him? The head of Bai Ling Demon Emperor fell down, and it said in a muffled voice: "Let's see if the mountain god is powerful. Oh, there is also a Fudao Sword Master in Taixuan Sect, he should be able to take action."
Chant——
A high-pitched dragon roar was heard, shaking the earth. A bloody wind mixed with flying snow blew over, and even the mountains under Lu Lingjun were shaking.
Thousands of miles away.
The war was raging, the earth was charred, magma was flowing in the scars on the surface, flames were floating between heaven and earth, mountains were flattened, leaving behind huge holes, countless monks were suspended in the air, and all kinds of magnificent formations were spread across the sky.
The earth was divided into two by a bottomless fissure. Human monks were casting spells on one side, while the other side was filled with demons and monsters. They were crowded on the edge of the cliff, densely packed, all with ferocious faces, and roars and howls came one after another, turning this world into purgatory.
A terrifying giant monster stood behind the endless demons. His body was towering into the clouds. He was wearing heavy black armor, with sharp fangs on his shoulder helmet like mountains. There were heads hanging on his belt, all of them were the heads of big monsters.
His body was like a human, a thousand feet tall, with his neck sunk into the clouds. Six dragon heads were looming in the mist, and his pairs of scarlet eyes seemed like the eyes of a devil spying on the world from the abyss, making people tremble with fear when they saw him.
He was the six-headed Jiao Luo, the great demon who terrorized the land of demons! On his shoulder was a figure shrouded in dark demonic energy. It was very small, with only a goat head showing, and the goat's eyes were as red as blood beads.
“My king, it seems that the human race has no Mahayana cultivators, and the so-called mountain god dare not cause trouble.” The sheep-headed demon spoke, and his voice penetrated into the ears of the six-headed Jiao Luo.
Upon hearing this, an extremely terrifying pressure erupted, frightening the demons in front and causing them to flee in panic, making way for the six-headed Jiao Luo.
In front of the six-headed Jiao Luo that was as huge as a mountain, most of the monsters were as small as ants.
As the six-headed Jiao Luo stepped forward, ghost energy rose and formed countless female ghosts with graceful figures and seductive faces. They surrounded the six-headed Jiao Luo, and their laughter gathered together, making the monks in the distance feel infatuated.
"The six-headed Jiao Luo is coming!"
A gray-robed man who was as burly as a bear shouted angrily, his voice like thunder, resounding through heaven and earth.
Liang Canghai, the leader of Cangtian Sect, flew to the front of the formation. He raised the long sword in his hand and shouted angrily: "Disciples of Cangtian Sect, listen to my order, take the pill, and fight to the death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, millions of Cangtian Sect disciples in the back took out the pill without hesitation. It was a dark brown pill. After the cultivators took it, their spiritual power surged, and blood energy emanated from their bodies. Veins bulged on their faces, their eyes bulged open, and their eyes were full of bloodshot.
The leaders of other sects all issued orders, all with the attitude of fighting to the death, and the Taixuan Sect was the same.
Patriarch Xuanquan flew across the battlefield and came to the front of the cliff. He held a whisk in his hand and drew talismans with one hand. Talismans drawn by spiritual power appeared in front of him, lined up in a row.
More and more great cultivators in the Xuanxin realm flew to the sky above the cliff that separated the battlefield, and faced the six-headed Jiao Luo that was about to cross the cliff.
Sword maniac Han Ming is also in the camp of the Dayu Dynasty, ready to fight to the death.
Lu Lingjun came riding on a hundred-foot-long white python. She held a sword in both hands with unparalleled courage and no fear in her eyes.
"It seems that the human race has no Mahayana. If so, then they should become the food circle of the demon race!"
The cold voice of the six-headed dragon echoed between heaven and earth. Then, the six terrifying dragon heads roared together, shaking the earth.
The dragon roars gathered together and spread far away, heading towards the land of the Eight Dynasties.
The war breaks out again!
This time, the approach of the six-headed Jiao Luo heralds the official start of the demonic calamity! ...
Taixuan Gate, the outer gate of the city.
When the roar of a dragon was heard in the distance, the flying snow between heaven and earth seemed to stop, and hundreds of thousands of disciples on the Bu Tian Terrace opened their eyes at the same time.
Gu Zong, who was sitting in the middle, had a drastic change of expression, his eyes filled with worry.
The disciples in the streets and mansions of the city were also disturbed. Even though they could not see the situation in the north, they were frightened just by hearing the sound.
What kind of terrifying demon could have such a terrifying roar? Even the various medicine valleys outside the outer gate were alarmed.
6◇9◇Book◇Bar
Xuan Gu, on the top of the mountain.
Gu An and Chu Jingfeng stood side by side, looking towards the north together, the wind and snow blowing their robes.
When Chu Jingfeng heard the dragon roar of the six-headed Jiao Luo, he couldn't help but frown. He asked, "Valley Master, do you think Taixuan Sect can survive this disaster this time?"
While watching the battle with his spiritual sense, Gu An said, "Of course you can. Believe in Taixuan Sect and believe in the world of immortal cultivation we live in."
When the six-headed Jiao Luo crossed the canyon, bursts of mysterious heart realm aura emerged from the land of the Eight Dynasties and were heading towards the northern border.
Not only the land of the Eight Dynasties! Even the southern ocean has a strong aura coming from it! At this moment, Gu An felt the heritage of the human race of the Eight Dynasties, which is the accumulation of nearly ten thousand years.
There are always people who travel across the ocean in search of immortality, but there are also people who miss their homeland even when they are in a foreign land.
Gu An's left hand touched the double heart ring on his right hand. In fact, he could sense Lu Lingjun's distress without the ring.
Even with a long-range attack, Lu Lingjun was still seriously injured. The six-headed Jiao Luo was too strong. Its offensive was devastating, forcing the entire human race to retreat continuously.
"It's a pity that I'm a disabled person now, otherwise I would also join the war, even if I die on the battlefield." Chu Jingfeng sighed.
Gu An patted Chu Jingfeng on the shoulder and said, "How can you be a useless person? As long as you are alive, there is still hope. You can turn your current unwillingness into motivation. Perhaps one day, Taixuanmen will need your rescue. At that time, you will be the hero of Taixuanmen. I hope I can see that day in my lifetime."
Chu Jingfeng couldn't help but turn his head to look at him and asked, "Do you really think I can do it?"
Gu An smiled and said, "Of course, Brother Chu, you are a child of destiny in my eyes. You can definitely do what I can't do."
A child of destiny?
Chu Jingfeng was in a trance. Looking at Gu An's smile, a sense of strength surged in his heart.
Gu An has been encouraging him over the years.
If there was even a hint of hypocrisy, it wouldn't have lasted until today.
This shows that Gu An is really looking forward to him! "Please help Dao Jianzun!"
From afar came Gu Zong's desperate shouts, followed by a gust of wind and snow blowing towards the two of them.
Before Chu Jingfeng could speak, shouts were heard again in the distance. It was the shouts of hundreds of thousands of monks, all in unison, unable to cover up even the sound of the wind and snow.
"Please help Dao Jian Zun!"
"Please help Dao Jian Zun!"
The voice became louder and louder as more and more people joined in.
Chu Jingfeng said with emotion: "I am not sure whether I can become a hero in the future, but now, Fudao Jianzun is the hero of Taixuanmen."
distance.
Inside the outer gate city.
On the Bu Tian Terrace, hundreds of thousands of disciples were sitting in meditation and shouting at the top of their lungs. Even the disciples on the streets began to shout along, asking Fu Dao Jian Zun to take action.
Gu Zong, who was screaming, seemed to sense something and couldn't help but lower his head. He saw his sword trembling, as if it was about to be unsheathed.
He took off his sword, and not only him, but other disciples did the same, and some even took out their own swords from their storage bags.
On the street, disciples passing by stopped one by one and looked at the swords at their waists or in their hands in astonishment.
Everyone's sword blades were trembling, and they could feel a huge sword force enveloping them.
Could it be...
A bold guess emerged in the minds of the Taixuan Sect monks.
Thanks to Shi Dongweier for the reward of 1500 starting coins~~ Update begins! (End of this chapter)