You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

As Liu Yuntian shouted "Let the war begin!!!" like thunder, the entire battlefield was instantly ignited, and the shouts of killing and the surging of spiritual power intertwined together like a raging tide.

Under the Eye of Heaven, the dark green mist around Wei Hong became thicker and thicker, as if it had turned into a layer of evil protective shield, tightly wrapping his body.

Those National Defense Army soldiers who inhaled the mist seemed to be injected with a gene of madness. They let out bursts of creepy roars and rushed towards the direction of the Eye of Heaven regardless of everything.

Their figures appeared and disappeared in the mist, like a group of evil spirits from hell, and every move they made was filled with the madness of a determination to die.

Wei Hong was suspended in the air, the blood flowing from the wounds on his body blending with his spiritual power to form strange runes that flickered and flowed on his body.

His eyes were originally full of enthusiasm and determination, but as time went by, the light gradually dimmed.

A trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his breath became intermittent.

In fact, the moment his Dantian was shattered, he already knew that he would not live long, but he relied on a strong obsession to support this body that was gradually losing its vitality.

At this moment, his heart had stopped beating, but his body seemed to be driven by a mysterious force and continued to instinctively spread mist.

Wuji, Nalan Yumo and others beside Liu Yuntian also displayed their unique skills.

Wuji looked solemn, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

In an instant, a layer of ancient golden runes appeared around his body. The runes swam like lively creatures, intertwining and converging with each other, gradually forming a huge golden shield, which floated steadily above everyone's heads.

This shield emits a soft yet powerful light, resisting the invisible pressure emitted by the Eye of Heaven. That pressure is like a real hammer, constantly hitting the shield, making a dull sound.

When it comes to formation, Wuji is one of the best.

Nalan Yumo stood aside. She raised her jade hand and placed a emerald green flute to her lips.

A melodious and passionate flute sound rang out, and colorful waves of sound poured out from the flute like a gorgeous meteor.

The fifth uncle controlled the body of the mechanical puppet, and the mechanism behind it made a low humming sound.

Immediately afterwards, countless sharp blades shining with cold light shot out like a rainstorm.

These sharp blades shuttled through the dark green mist, making sharp whistling sounds, like a swarm of bloodthirsty locusts, shooting towards the Eye of Heaven.

Yuan Sheng clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and recited obscure scriptures.

In an instant, a layer of soft Buddha light radiated around him, as warm and bright as the spring sun.

The Buddha's light spread out like ripples, and wherever it went, the dark green mist gradually dissipated, as if ice and snow had encountered a raging fire.

In the Buddha's light, there are faint shadows of solemn Buddha statues. Some of them have compassionate faces and eyes full of compassion.

Some Buddha statues have angry faces, as if they want to subdue all evil in the world.

The phantoms of these Buddha statues all flew slowly towards the direction of the Eye of Heaven, trying to dissolve the terrifying pressure of Heaven with the boundless power of Buddhism.

As for Liu Yuntian himself, the sword intent, the knife intent, and the fist intent were blending madly around him, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a volcano about to erupt. The powerful force was surging and roaring in his body, as if it was going to break through all restraints.

The ground beneath his feet could not bear the weight and spider-web-like cracks appeared. The cracks spread rapidly, like a pair of huge open black mouths.

He stomped his feet suddenly, and with a deafening roar, he rushed towards the Eye of Heaven like a cannonball.

During the flight, the "Splitting Sky" long sword in his hand burst out with thousands of feet of light, and in the light, the scene of the swordsman's fierce battle with Tiandao in the past was faintly visible.

It was a battle that shook the heavens and the earth. The swordsman, relying on his "Sky-Splitting" long sword, fought a desperate battle against the terrifying power of heaven.

Liu Yuntian seemed to be inspired by the swordsman's will. He roared, gathered all his strength on the long sword without reservation, and slashed fiercely at the Eye of Heaven.

This sword contained his endless anger towards the way of heaven and his persistent pursuit of freedom, as if it was going to cut through the sky and sever all the shackles in the world.

However, Heaven will not show weakness easily.

Light flashed in its huge eyes, and mysterious and powerful forces spread like a surging undercurrent to the entire Qi Yang continent in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, all the sons of luck on the continent were forcibly pulled to the battlefield by this force.

These sons of destiny were originally in different corners of the continent, either practicing or traveling, but at this moment they appeared on the battlefield with a confused look on their faces.

Before they could figure out what was happening, they were involuntarily driven by the invisible force of Heaven and, like manipulated puppets, they quickly formed a line of defense to block the advance of the National Protection Army.

At the same time, Heavenly Dao separated a ray of divine power and locked onto Fang Qing.

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a thick purple thunder struck down with a deafening roar, as if it was going to tear the sky and the earth apart.

Fang Qing sensed the danger approaching and wanted to hide, but he found that the space around him seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force and he could not move at all.

The thunder struck him instantly, and in an instant, his body seemed to be rapidly crushed by the wheel of time.

The originally black and shiny hair instantly turned snow-white, and each strand seemed to carry the vicissitudes of a thousand years;

On the smooth and firm skin, wrinkles spread rapidly like spider webs, like dry earth;

The strong and upright body became hunched in an instant, as if it was bent by an invisible mountain.

His vitality was fading away as fast as the tide, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

In the eyes of Heaven, Fang Qinggui is the new emperor of Northern Frontier and the backbone of this rebel army.

Moreover, he had just chopped off Liu Yi's head with his own hands, and his prestige among the rebel forces was extremely high.

As long as Fang Qing dies, this seemingly united rebel army will inevitably fall into chaos and collapse.

But unfortunately, although the Heavenly Dao is high above, it has long been confused by Liu Yuntian's carefully planned operations.

It thought Fang Qing was the mastermind behind all this, but in fact, the person who truly controlled the entire situation was not Fang Qing at all.

Fang Qing was nothing more than a puppet pushed to the front by Liu Yuntian, a cover to confuse the Heavenly Dao.

On the battlefield, those sons of destiny who were forcibly teleported by the Heaven were mostly young boys who were still immature and had not yet grown up.

Each of them is indeed gifted, like the brightest star in the night sky, with infinite possibilities in the future.

However, at this moment, their strength is still a major flaw.

Faced with the National Protection Army who were charging like wolves and tigers with the determination to die, their defense line was instantly broken up at the mere sight of them.

Some of these young men of destiny were overwhelmed by the flood of the National Defense Army before they had the chance to display their natural talents and supernatural powers, and struggled in the chaos.

Seeing this, Tiandao realized that his plan to use the Son of Destiny to stop the National Defense Army had failed.

There was no emotion in its huge eyes. In its eyes, all the monks in the entire continent could be used by it.

Although the sons of luck are consumed too quickly, there are still independent cultivators. They are independent of the major forces and are not bound by the rules of the sects. Their personalities are more complicated and they are easier to control.

But unfortunately, it fell into Liu Yuntian's plan again.

Liu Yuntian had long anticipated that Tiandao might take this step, and used Liu Yi in advance to destroy all the resources that Tiandao could use.

The corpses of those independent cultivators who might have been bewitched by the Heavenly Dao had already covered the ground.

On the other hand, most of the National Defense Army members are elite soldiers whose willpower has been carefully trained by Liu Yuntian.

Liu Yuntian knew very well that in this battle with the way of heaven, a firm will was the most powerful weapon.

Through a series of rigorous training and ideological guidance, he solidified the thinking of the National Protection Army soldiers in war.

In their hearts, there is only loyalty to Liu Yuntian and the belief of defeating the enemy, so it is difficult for them to be transformed into puppets by the Heavenly Dao in a short period of time.

Seeing the situation gradually getting out of control, Tiandao, who had lost his support, finally stopped hiding and decided to take action himself.

In an instant, the Eye of Heaven shone brightly, and countless chains as black as ink with a cold glow surged out from the deep eyes like madly twisting pythons.

On the chains, strange runes flickered, as if whispering an ancient and terrifying curse.

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding "crunching" sound, as if the longitude and latitude of space were being forcibly torn apart, these chains stretched wildly in all directions, and in an instant, the entire sky was connected by an intricate barrier.

This barrier is like a huge prison, covering everything below.

The soldiers of the National Protection Army did not stop because of this, and the army continued to charge bravely from bottom to top.

However, when their bodies just touched the chains, it was as if they were hit by a huge hammer. A dazzling blood mist burst out instantly, and then disappeared into ashes, leaving only a faint smell of blood in the air.

They didn't even have time to scream.

Not only that, the magic treasures in their hands, which were originally shining brightly and contained powerful spiritual power, as well as the extremely sturdy armor on their bodies, were like fragile paper ashes under the ravages of this terrifying force. They silently turned into tiny debris in the wind and drifted away into the invisible, as if they had never existed.

While Tian Dao was exerting all his strength to perform this series of methods and had no time to take care of other things, Liu Yuntian

He perfectly integrated his sword intent and knife intent. In an instant, a mysterious and powerful force surged in his body, and he instantly reached the wonderful state of resonance between the sword and knife intent.

Send out a full-strength attack!

Tiandao instantly noticed Liu Yuntian’s sneak attack and made a fierce response almost at the same time.

A terrifying force of divine punishment, like an ancient beast breaking free from its cage, swept towards Liu Yuntian with all the anger and destructive aura between heaven and earth.

The divine punishment appeared as a strange and deep purple-black beam, like an endless black hole in the depths of the universe, emitting a terrifying glow.

As the light shone, the surrounding space seemed like fragile glass, with twisted ripples appearing one after another. Black cracks quickly spread out like a hideous spider web, as if they were going to tear the space apart completely, leading to an unknown endless abyss.

He forcefully obliterated Liu Yuntian's full-strength attack, and then continued to attack him.

Liu Yuntian was horrified and tried his best to dodge again and again.

His figure flickered in the void like a ghost, trying to get rid of the deadly threat that followed him like a shadow.

However, no matter how he moved, the beam of divine punishment that distorted space always locked onto his trail like a maggot on the tarsal bone, as if it had its own will.

At the critical moment, Liu Yuntian made up his mind and decided that since there was nowhere to hide, he would not hide!

He clenched his teeth suddenly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he changed direction without hesitation, rushing towards the National Defense Army like a cannonball, trying to use the human wave tactics to resist the divine punishment that could destroy everything.

However, the disparity between the cultivation level of the National Defense Army soldiers and this horrific heavenly punishment was too great.

The power of heavenly punishment was like a hot and indestructible blade, which easily penetrated the defense of the front-line soldiers with overwhelming force.

In an instant, those soldiers didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were instantly turned into dust and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The soldiers around witnessed this scene, and their faces instantly showed expressions of extreme fear. Some of them opened their eyes wide, opened their mouths wide, and let out desperate and shrill cries;

Some just stood there in a daze, their bodies shaking uncontrollably, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness, as if they had seen the end of the world coming.

Just as Liu Yuntian was preparing to withstand the remaining power of heavenly punishment, a figure came rushing over from afar like a meteor.

The figure was moving extremely fast, causing a sharp whistle that cut through the tense and oppressive air.

Without a single unnecessary word, or even a hint of emotion, he rushed straight towards the beam of punishment light.

“Boom—”

Where the two met, there was a roar so violent that it almost shattered the soul.

The sound seemed to be able to shatter everything between heaven and earth. The rolling sound waves spread out in all directions like a surging tide. Wherever it passed, deep grooves were plowed into the ground, and trees were uprooted and turned into powder in the air.

"What happened?!"

"Who is that figure?!"

Before everyone could react to this sudden change, they looked around in shock, their eyes filled with confusion and fear.

But Liu Yuntian saw clearly, it was Qi Xing!

He recognized the familiar figure at a glance, the close friend who had fought alongside him and gone through countless life and death tests.

At this moment, Qi Xing's figure, illuminated by the dazzling light of heavenly punishment, seemed so small, yet so firm, like a towering mountain, blocking the catastrophic disaster for him.

Qi Xing, who took the blow head-on, seemed to have no damage on the surface, as if he was just hit by an ordinary beam of light.

His aura was steady, and his sleeves were only fluttering slightly. He exuded the powerful yet restrained cultivation fluctuations of an early Mahayana cultivator, as if the punishment he had just faced was not a devastating one.

He turned slowly and came face to face with Liu Yuntian. Their eyes met and they were both speechless.

At this moment, time seems to freeze, and thousands of words flow in this silent gaze.

Liu Yuntian's eyes were filled with grief, and his lips trembled slightly, as if there were countless words stuck in his throat, but he didn't know where to start.

Qi Xing shook his head slightly, relief revealed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

However, the power of the divine punishment is strange and unpredictable. It looks like just an ordinary beam of light, but in fact it contains a delayed burst of destructive power.

The next moment, half of Qi Xing's body began to shatter without any warning. The way it shattered was like an ancient rock that had been weathered for thousands of years, and it slowly dissipated like dust in the wind.

Fine cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and wherever they passed, the body was reduced to dust.

He looked calm, slowly raised one arm, and watched quietly what was happening to him, without any fear or regret in his eyes.

Then, he raised his head slightly, and in his sight, Liu Yuntian's old appearance formed a sharp contrast with that of ten years ago.

Obviously, ten years ago, Liu Yuntian was much younger than him. At that time, they were in their prime...

"This time, we... we really don't owe each other anything." Qi Xing's voice was very soft, but it seemed as if he had used up all his strength.

There was a sense of relief in the words, as well as nostalgia for the past.