Longevity: Starting with Only One Life, Cultivation Depends Entirely on Survival

Fallen Angels Forbidden Zone.

There are mountain peaks surrounded by black mist. On top of the mountain peaks, you can vaguely see the dilapidated ancient buildings.

This black mist is very strange. It only surrounds the peaks everywhere and never spreads out.

Viewed from a distance, layers of arrays of different light curtains flashed, forming huge encirclements one after another.

These magic formations are ancient magic formations that even today's top formation masters cannot break. 33 novel network

At this time, three levels of restrictions had been opened on the outside of the Fallen Angels restricted area. Deep pits, magma, and even huge ice spikes could be seen everywhere.

On these messy lands, corpses of various monks can be seen everywhere, beaten to pieces by various spells.

At the edge of the sky, the psychic cannons continued to fire, and powerful spells were shot into the distance.

On the ground, the battle line stretched across the entire area where the Fallen Angels Forbidden Zone was opened. Many low-level monks fired spells at both sides.

There are also close combatants, with swords and swords rising to the sky, harvesting each other's lives.

There are obvious differences between the clothing of the monks in the Kyushu Alliance and the monks in the three major regions. The hair of the monks in the three major regions all have different colors, and even the colors of their pupils are different.

Therefore, it is easy to distinguish them on the battlefield and will not accidentally injure teammates.

After all, when a foundation-building monk casts a spell, the range covers a minimum distance of fifty or sixty meters.

Although the battle on the ground was brutal, it was not the most severe.

The battle above the sky is the key to determining the outcome of this battle.

Streams of light of different colors collided in the sky, separated, and collided again.

Every collision will produce a huge wave of mana, and even the monks on the ground will be shocked to death.

And the collision of spells in the sky is the most intense.

Golden elixir stage great monks do not need to spend as long as building a foundation to perform spells. Often, with just one move, the sky will change color, fireballs will fall from the sky, thunder clouds, storms, and extremely cold frost will cover an area of ​​tens of thousands of feet. (Ten thousand feet is approximately equal to 3333 meters), it’s like hell.

There are even more powerful monks who rely on magic weapons or physical bodies to destroy the warships on both sides. The exploding warships in the sky are as gorgeous as fireworks.

The death of every great cultivator in the Golden Core Stage is often accompanied by a rain of blood covering a vast area and an unwilling roar.

It seems that even the heavens are trembling with it. Unfortunately, after hundreds of years of practice, it is withering like a flower.

The roars and screams alternated with each other and never stopped.

This is only the early stage of the battle, and none of the Nascent Soul Stage monks from all sides has come to an end.

There was never a truce in the war between the monks. People rushed forward in batches until they died or retreated to the rear due to exhaustion. The fighting never stopped.

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The war in the Fallen Angels Forbidden Zone has been going on for ten years.

Ten years is just a short moment in the war between monks.

Both sides estimate that as many as 500,000 foundation-building monks have been put into the battlefield, with more than 50% casualties.

There are also over a hundred golden elixir monks, and the area where the Fallen Angels Forbidden Zone has been opened is almost covered with their blood.

…

Wentian City, Wentian Peak, and the Nine Provinces Alliance held a meeting again.

The war has reached the middle stage, and more than half of the areas where the Fallen Angels Forbidden Zone has been opened have been opened.

Although these previous battles were brutal, they could only be described as small scenes compared to the ones that followed.

Because only the real elite began to slowly enter the battlefield.

For example, elite disciples from major immortal sects are about to go on an expedition.

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Above the sky of the Shenxing Sect, the returning warships were in tatters and in tatters. The mournful warships rang out, and countless disciples' hearts were throbbing and they looked up one after another.

They cannot avoid this battle and cannot be timid. They can only fight one after another.

In front of the square of the main hall of the Shenxing Sect, there were densely packed monks fighting. They looked solemn and wore armor that the Shenxing Sect spent a lot of resources to refine.

There are a hundred thousand of these elite monks in total.

In addition to the main sect of Shenxing Sect, there are also many disciples of affiliated sects.

Standing at the front is a handsome white helmet and white robe with a sword on his waist, and a disciple of the Shenxing Sect tattooed on his chest.

He is Bai Yu, the commander of the Shenxing Sect's army of monks.

Behind him, there were more than twenty golden elixir stage monks lined up, either true disciples of various peaks or elders of the inner sect.

"Senior Brother Bai Yu looks very handsome in armor!"

"Yes, with Senior Brother Bai Yu's strength, he will definitely be able to defeat people from the three major regions!"

"That's not true. Apart from Senior Brother Kunli, Senior Brother Bai Yu is the most outstanding in our Shenxing Sect!"

"Brother, come on!"

"Return with great victory!"

The tops of the mountains were filled with disciples seeing them off.

"It is our duty as monks to protect our destiny in the Kyushu Immortal Realm. The first army of the Kyushu Alliance, the God Marching Army, will definitely attack us and be invincible!"

Bai Yu stood on the high platform, raised his sword and roared, and his voice spread throughout the Shenxing Sect.

"Every attack is invincible and every battle is invincible!"

An army of 100,000 monks followed and roared.

For a moment, everyone felt a surge of blood energy, and a rush of hot blood rushed into the sky.

"God marches to war!"

Following Bai Yu's order, the army boarded the battleships one after another and headed for the battlefield.

"Senior Brother Bai Yu once told me that if he could suppress the armies in the three major regions, I wouldn't have to go on an expedition."

On the top of the mountain, Kun Li and Jiang Mu stood in the crowd to see off the army.

"At least, we should leave some ground for our Shenxing Sect, we can't wipe them all out at once."

"Although we don't know how many methods the cultivators in the three regions have, I believe in Brother Bai Yu."

"After all, he is also a great cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core. If it weren't for me, he would also be the brightest star on the Jiuzhou Continent."

Kun Li sighed. At this time, his eyes had become deep and his breath was restrained. It was impossible to tell what kind of cultivation he had. He was like a dormant monster.

"Yes, we all believe in Brother Bai Yu."

Jia Weier also sighed.

"Then let's pray for Brother Bai Yu and wish him a great victory."

Jiang Mu didn't comment. This war was too cruel. There were many empty positions in the entire inner gate area. On the route Jiang Mu used to travel, many cultivators' caves were no longer visited.

Fortunately, he stayed in the rear to do logistics, which was very safe, such as building a grave for the cultivators whose bodies were still warm and providing spiritual treatment for the cultivators affected by the war.

Jiang Mu is an expert at repairing graves. The graves he repaired are magnificent and beautiful, and they are well-known in the Shenxing Sect. Those monks who are going to the battlefield leave messages one after another, saying that if they die, they hope that Jiang Mu will repair their graves for them.

For this reason, Jiang Mu was also given a friendly title: Grave Digger.

Because Jiang Mu not only helps to repair graves, but also sprinkles white paper money, inserts three incense sticks, and pours a glass of wine.

Then he chants in his mouth, and eulogies for the deceased to help the dead souls, open the way to the underworld, pray for the deceased's happiness in the next life, and bless the deceased's relatives.

In this way, Jiang Mu received a lot of praise and consolidated his position in the rear.

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The Shenxing Army has set out, and such elite monks are heading to the Fallen God Forbidden Zone on the Jiuzhou Continent.

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