Mortal's journey to immortality

There was still an hour before noon. The golden dragon watched from afar as a small dot turned into a bird-like flying treasure within a dozen breaths. The bird-like flying treasure swooped down and stopped at the gate tower. in the square behind.

More than four hundred Nascent Soul stage monks, led by Yaojun and Caiwei, flew out of the ancient treasure.

When Golden Dragon saw them, his spirits were lifted. He jumped down from the top of the city with Lin Zhixiang, Liu Yuanshan, and Xiong Qifang and came to Yao Jun and others.

"Fellow Taoists, fellow Taoists from the South and East China Sea, thank you for your hard work! If you don't come here, we will bury the body here, please." The golden dragon was overjoyed, half-joking, but at the same time a look of doubt flashed across his face. said.

"Brother Huang, you have also seen that although we have more than 400 people, our strength is only 60% of the usual strength. However, from my perspective, the other party is not much better, and they will not leave much for us to recover. Time, today the only way to survive is to fight against the odds and live towards death, maybe there is a chance of survival." Yao Jun laughed.

"What a man who fought against the odds and lived towards death. Let us fight side by side today. Even if we die in battle, we must have a few more people to support us." The golden dragon looked up to the sky and said with a smile.

He immediately understood how serious the injuries of Yao Jun and others were, but the other party still came. This pride and bravery immediately made him admire and respect him.

Under the leadership of the golden dragon, everyone arrived at the city tower with great fanfare.

Their purpose is to let the Yao Clan and Feng Yan Sect see it, to give them a blow in terms of momentum, and to give them a psychological shock.

After Yaojun's inquiry, the formation at the tower in the central battlefield was a large attack and defense formation, which could be regarded as an older and more powerful formation. He also learned that on their human side, except for those who were strong at the Yuan Ying stage, In addition to the number of attackers being more than double that of the opponent, all the trump cards have been used up, and the opponent may still hold a valuable treasure like a spiritual weapon in his hand.

These words made Yao Jun and others worried. Even though there were more powerful Yuan Ying stage warriors on their side than them, any advantage was not an advantage until the last trump card was played. Besides, they had more than four hundred Yuan Ying stage warriors. The infant monks only had about 60% strength, and their contribution to this final battle was relatively limited.

It can only be regarded as insufficient strength, and the number of people comes together.

This is the numerical advantage that Golden Dragon and Yaojun only have after taking into account the cultivators in the northern part of Changfei Ming who cannot hide.

Now that the matter has come to this, the only option is to break the cauldron and fight a bloody battle.

At noon, the two tribes were five miles apart. Dozens of battle flags of various colors and patterns were flying on the tower behind them. The battle flags were fluttering in the wind, and under the reflection of the dazzling red clouds, they seemed to be soaked in blood.

On the human side, there are still more than 700 golden elixir stage monks, more than 600 Nascent Soul stage powerhouses, and nine late Yuanying stage monks including Golden Dragon and Yaojun.

On the side of the demon clan Feng Yan Sect, there are more than 1,700 level 5 and 6 demon beasts, more than 300 infant-stage powerhouses and level 7 and 8 demon beasts, eight peak level 8 demons, and seven late-stage Nascent Soul members of the Feng Yan Sect. Great monk.

The Nascent Soul stage strong men on both sides were in front of the formation, and the Golden Core stage monks were at the back. The two armies were widely spread out. On the human side, nine great monks were lined up in a row, as were the Monster Clan and Feng Yan Sect.

Yao Jun, Golden Dragon, Zhang Shunfeng and Chi Yan came out on behalf of the two clans and came to the middle of the battlefield. The four of them calmly looked at the last opponent who was rarely seen and almost always planned and strategized behind the two clans.

The golden dragon Fusu smiled faintly and said: "Calculate the time, you and I have been fighting for more than eight years. For more than eight years, this is unprecedented in the history of the war between the two races, and the casualties caused are countless. From the very beginning From the foundation building stage, to the golden elixir stage, to the Nascent Soul stage, and now we are fighting here, haven't fellow Taoist Chi Yan ever thought about why our two tribes have been fighting for so long, and why the blood feud between the two tribes has become more and more intense. The accumulation is getting deeper and deeper, until now we are forced to fight to the death. In the past wars, it was our turn to fight here. Our clan has lost five fellow Taoists who are in the same realm as you and me, and your side is not much different. Is it possible that there will be another one in the future? Isn't there something that is constantly pushing you and I into the abyss? If our side is defeated, the worst we can do is give up the Bleeding War City, and then take this city back based on the entire Western Desert; and if your side is unfortunately defeated, , even if the vast sea is boundless, almost more than 60% of the combat power will be lost. Will this allow interested people to see a glimmer of hope, and then take advantage of the vast sea of ​​spiritual materials, secret realms, monuments and other resources? "

The golden dragon's voice was not loud, but it could be clearly transmitted to every corner of the battlefield, including the ears of every human monk and every demon clan.

As the golden dragon continued to talk, an almost invisible crack gradually appeared in the camp of the Demon Clan's Feng Yan Sect. The strong men of the Demon Clan kept looking around at the familiar and yet unfamiliar Feng Yan Sect monks who had fought alongside them for more than eight years. , they followed the golden dragon's question and kept thinking, if the demon clan failed, then Feng Yan Sect would take the opportunity to occupy part of the Manghai land. You must know that many places in the Manghai are suitable for human cultivation, such as Manghai. The Orange Light Lake in the sea is a treasure land for cultivating immortals. There are many places like this with rich spiritual energy in the vast sea.

"Haha, it is said that the golden dragon of the Miao Nian Sect has the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix. It often makes the other party feel fearful and suspicious with its sharp tongue. Now it seems that it is worthy of the people who control it. "Zhang Shunfeng knew he was going to suffer as soon as he heard Golden Dragon's instigation. The Yao Clan and Feng Yan Sect Alliance began to be suspicious of each other before they started fighting. This was a taboo before the war.

The Golden Dragon actually tried to drive a wedge between the two clans at such a critical moment before the final battle, which was actually an ulterior motive and harbored evil intentions.

Immediately, Zhang Shunfeng continued: "Dear fellow Taoists of the Demon Clan, our Fengyan Sect was hunted down by the Miao Nian Sect 300,000 years ago. For 300,000 years, the Miao Nian Sect has commanded various sects in the Western Desert to brutally attack us. During the massacre, not a single Fengyan Sect monk was spared, and even any sect or family that had anything to do with our sect was not spared. They were brutally annihilated, including women, children and children who had no spiritual roots. Let it go, we have never forgotten the genocidal crimes they committed. Indeed, our Feng Yan Sect initiated this war, but what they committed against us 300,000 years ago cannot be ignored. Is this what they have done to you Manghai tribes over the past hundreds of thousands of years? We are all victims, and we all have a common enemy, and that is the Miao Nian Sect and the various sects in the West Desert. If our Feng Yan Sect is defeated Wherever we come from, we will remember today's battle, lick our wounds, and then fight with them again; if we win this battle, our Feng Yan Sect will never occupy an inch of land in Manghai. I will find another place to establish a sect, and form an alliance and friendship with all the tribes in Manghai forever. If I violate this word, I, Zhang Shunfeng, will not die well, and my Fengyan sect will disappear from now on and disappear into thin air."

"Okay! I believe you because of Zhang Daoyou's inner demon oath. The Miao Nian Sect and the various sects in the West Desert are our common enemies. Now that we have formed an alliance, it is the time to kill the enemy and collect debts." Chi Yan heard Zhang Shunfeng say He said it categorically, vowing from the bottom of his heart.

The Yao Clan and Feng Yan Sect, who were already estranged from each other, were moved by Zhang Shunfeng's words and Chi Yan's words, and their eyes ignited with raging anger and strong fighting spirit.