Lord Hong

There is also blood everywhere on the city wall, and some bricks and stones have turned black.

Down below, half of the tens of miles of land where millions of soldiers marched were stained red with blood. One could imagine the brutality of the war in Changbei City.

"Soldiers and soldiers." Wearing a black robe, Chang Zhen star master stepped forward and came to the front, his eyes swept over the millions of troops below.

His voice was infused with true energy, reverberating between the heaven and the earth, echoing in the ears of every soldier.

Between heaven and earth.

All eyes are on him.

"This beast tide war is the most terrifying beast tide that my Yangzhou and even the entire Central Territory human race have encountered in hundreds of years. Four demon gods, more than two hundred demon kings, and more than ten million ordinary monsters..." Star Lord Chang Zhen's voice was low: "This is a terrifying force capable of destroying most of Yangzhou!"

Hu~hu~

Whether it was more than a hundred immortals or millions of soldiers on the vast wasteland, they all listened quietly.

"But..." Star Master Chang Zhen's voice was firm.

"One day! The major sects in Yangzhou mobilized three true immortals and 83 upper immortals to reinforce the seven major towns."

"Two days! Xuntian Temple, from the other eight states, mobilized a total of three true immortals and forty upper immortals to enter Yangzhou and patrol the four directions!"

"Three days! From 23 counties, a total of 330 million soldiers were mobilized to go to various battlefields."

"Four days, my human race, 28 counties in Yangzhou, 15 billion people, completed all mobilization for war. If the east falls, everyone will take up weapons to protect their homeland." Chang Zhen's voice echoed in the vast world.

There were expressions of excitement on the faces of countless people.

"In this beast tide, we lost nine immortals. A total of 74 sergeants died and more than 120 million were injured." Chang Zhen star master said in a low voice.

In a word.

Many immortals and countless sergeants below all showed dejection.

casualties.

Too bad.

"Yes, our casualties are very large, beyond imagination." The voice of Chang Zhen Star Lord contained terrible belief: "However, we have all defended the seven major towns on the eastern defense line. It did a lot of harm to them."

"One demon god, 63 demon kings, 360 million demon beasts, this is the price paid by the demon clan."

"Our sacrifices are worth it!" Chang Zhen Star Master's slightly impassioned voice made the hearts of many immortals and ordinary soldiers tremble.

"If we don't fight, more people will die!"

"In the future, there will be wars, and we have to take up weapons to fight. More people among us will fall in the war between the two clans."

"To protect the mountains and rivers for the rest of my life and send this body to Kyushu, this is our only choice."

"One way, kill all enemies, kill all alien races and dare not invade our human race, kill all alien races in fear." Chang Zhen Star Lord's voice contained fighting intent.

"The human race will win!"

"In this life, I will be the sword of the human race and cut down the demons that violate the world!" The roars of more than a hundred immortals and millions of soldiers shook the sky and the earth.

Chapter 51 Kneeling in Front of the Temple

In the vast mountains.

Whoosh~ whoosh~

More than twenty figures streaked across the sky, each exuding a powerful aura.

All of them are immortals of the ultimate Taoist sect.

Two true immortals, Yang Lou and Kong Feihong, flew at the front of the team, followed closely by Yun Hong, Hong Yuanyao, Ye Gaoxuan and other consummate monks in the Upper Immortal Realm.

"I didn't expect that Lu Lang and Li Li both fell." Hong Yuanyao sighed in a low voice.

Yun Hong listened silently.

This time, although they were the seven major towns, the ones that were actually attacked were Youshui City, Dongshan Pavilion, and Changbei City.

Among them, Changbei City was the main battlefield, and the two sides fought several battles, resulting in countless casualties.

Seven of the nine immortals who fell from the human race died in Changbei City, including Lu Lang and Li Li.

Ji Dao Sect, the beast tide has lost their two immortals.

"Yun Hong, you've done a good job." Ye Gaoxuan looked at Yun Hong and said softly, "After this beast tide, you've killed fifteen demon kings and defeated demon gods, and you're only in your 20s... In the future, you have every hope and Your master has even reached the height of the sect master."

"Yes, Yunhong." Hong Yuanyao also said in a low voice: "In this battle, although dozens of demon kings were beheaded, in fact, none of them can be compared to beheading a demon god... the role played by a powerful true immortal , is worth hundreds of immortals, and a great cultivator in the spiritual realm, and its role is immeasurable."

Yun Hong nodded slightly.

Over the years, he has fought in all directions, and he has become more and more aware of why the immortals of the human race can abandon the differences of sects and maintain a considerable degree of unity.

Without unity, we will perish!

He has a better understanding of the role of a powerful practitioner.

"Taoist Tianxu, one person suppressed Kyushu, so that the monster forces of all parties dare not start a decisive battle, and guarded our human race for 800 years." Yun Hong thought silently: "If another Taoist Tianxu can emerge from our human race, and even surpass the sky Daoist Xu, our human race will not be in danger of extinction."

time flies.

In the afternoon, many immortals from the Jidao Sect finally crossed the land of more than two thousand miles.

Came to the sky above Dongyang County City.

Looking down.

In the city of Dongyang County, the news spread that the beast horde had receded, and the bustle and bustle of the past had long been restored. Restaurants and shops were opened, people selling goods, children playing...

Everything is so peaceful and happy.

Suddenly, someone found them.

"Immortal, it's my ultimate Taoist immortal."

"The one coming from the east is the Shangxian who went to join the battle and returned."

"Immortal."

"Thanks to the immortal for the bloody battle." Countless people looked excitedly at the sky.

I don't know who took the lead, in the city, a large number of people began to kneel down, kneeling excitedly to dozens of immortals in the sky.

In the sky, many immortals witnessed all this.

The expressions also changed.

"Is it my sister-in-law?" Yun Hong's eyes fell on the direction of Yunfu, as if he saw his eldest brother and sister-in-law kneeling down with Yunmeng and Yunhao.

The corners of Yun Hong's eyes were faintly wet.

"Protect Kyushu with the rest of my life, and send this body to the mountains and rivers." Yun Hong muttered to himself, recalling Chang Zhen Star Master's words.

Looking at the millions of people below: "This is the human world we want to protect!"

……

Whoosh~ whoosh~

The group quickly crossed Dongyang County City and approached the Shanmen headquarters.

in front of the mountain gate.

Naturally, there was a small-scale welcome ceremony prepared by the sect's left behind Shangxian and thousands of disciples.

The reason why no large-scale celebration was held was because after the 20 mortal army returned to Dongyang County, Jidaomen would hold a truly grand martial arts performance.

At that time, monuments will be erected for the immortals and ordinary soldiers who died in this beast horde, and countless latecomers will mourn.

Heroes don't die, they just turn into human souls.

……

At the welcoming ceremony.

most watched.

It is Yanglou and Yunhong.

The two masters and apprentices, one beheaded the demon god with one sword, and the other beheaded fifteen demon kings. These were the two most dazzling battles in this Xikun beast tide, and they have already spread throughout the world.

In the Jidao Sect, everyone knows it.

Over the past few years, Yunhong has already made countless disciples of the sect set him up as their role model with his astonishing achievements one after another.

but.

At the welcoming ceremony, Yanglou and Yunhong were relatively indifferent, and with their strength and status, they didn't care much about these false names.

The main point is that Yang Chenyu and the sect master Dongfang Wu are both in the future.

When Yun Hong was chatting with Yang Lou and Yang Qing, suddenly, Yun Hong caught a glimpse of a person approaching from the corner of his eye, and his heart moved slightly.

"Uncle Mo." Yun Hong said.

The person who came was Mourning who was wearing a black robe. There was no smile on his face, but he was very calm. He nodded slightly and said, "Peak Lord."

Immediately, Mourning's eyes fell on Yanglou.

Yang Lou also looked at Mourning, with a hint of apology on his face, and said firstly, "Junior Brother Mo, I haven't seen you for decades."

Mourning's eyes fell on Yanglou's snow-white hair, and said in a low voice, "I'm back."

"The master of the peak and Junior Brother Yang sent a message, saying that you have found a treasure that can help the master, but is it true?" Mourning stared at Yanglou.

"[-]% certainty." Yang Lou whispered.

Mourning was a little silent.

Just when Yunhong and Yanglou were worried.

Suddenly, Mourning said softly: "Brother, this journey... has been hard work!"

Yunhong and Yangqing looked at each other, and finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. What they were most worried about was that Mourning and Yanglou would quarrel.

They are well aware of Mourning's stubbornness towards the events of the year, and also understand the pressure that Yanglou has been under for a long time.

"This is what I should do." Yanglou said solemnly.

time flies.

The welcome ceremony was finally over. Although many disciples staying behind in the sect were very excited, they gradually dispersed under the orders of the immortals of the various peaks.

One side.

"Xiaolou, it's been more than 20 years. Your uncle and I are almost buried in the ground. You are finally willing to come back." Ouyang Lu suddenly appeared in a purple robe, walked up to Yanglou, and bowed slightly to Yunhong: " Peak Lord."

Obviously, Ouyang Lu and Yang Lou were very familiar in the past.

Yun Hong nodded slightly.

"Uncle Ouyang." Yang Lou bowed slightly, and immediately said in a low voice, "Where is the old man, Master?"

"Brother has been meditating for the past few days, and now I am waiting for you in the main hall of Chiyan Peak." Ouyang Lu said, "Follow me to see senior brother."

Yanglou nodded, with a hint of excitement on his face.

immediately.

A group of immortals from Jidao Sect followed Ouyang Lu and quickly flew towards the top of Chiyan Peak. At the speed of the immortals, they could reach it in three to five breaths.

But Yun Hong found that there was a hint of fear on Master Yanglou's face.

Yes.

Yanglou, a real immortal monk whose strength is strong enough to kill demon gods with a single sword, looked at the familiar palaces and pavilions flying by along the way, and felt more and more frightened in his heart.

Near nostalgia is more timid.

When he first arrived at the mountain gate, Yanglou didn't feel it, but the closer he was to the top of Chiyan Peak, the closer he was to the palace where Yang Chenyu lived, the more timid he felt.

How many times have I woke up from a dream.

How many times have I dreamed that I have returned to Chiyan Peak.

but.

When the dream became reality, when he really returned to Chiyan Peak, and really wanted to see his master, Yang Lou felt a little scared in his heart.

Hu~hu~hu~