My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Upper South Continent, Los Angeles.

Because this city is not far from Wan Ming Jianzong, the city has always been bustling and bustling, but these days, the streets suddenly became deserted.

Since the news of the devil's fetus has spread widely, everyone knows that the crisis is at hand, and the residents in the city try not to go out if they can, and many businesses have closed their doors.

But there are always some thorns in every city who always like to sing against the public opinion, and Wang Changsheng is one of them.

He was born and raised in Luocheng, his talent is not very good, but he is not bad, and now he has established a foundation.Because he has been courageous since he was a child and has a chivalrous heart, he was nicknamed "Wang Bold", and he is considered a number one figure in Los Angeles.

At this moment, Wang Changsheng was walking on the street swaggeringly, with his own spirit eagle parked on his shoulder, humming a little song, as if he was not afraid of the rumors at all, and he was very happy.

Suddenly, Wang Changsheng saw an acquaintance.

"Hey, isn't this fellow Daoist Lin? Where are you going in such a hurry?"

The fellow Daoist Lin he was talking about was wearing an old tattered Taoist robe, and because he walked too fast, the hem of the Taoist robe kept being lifted up, like a fallen leaf blowing in the wind.

When Daoyou Lin heard someone calling him, he paused, and suddenly realized, "It turns out to be Daoyou Wang, why do you still want to hang out?"

Wang Changsheng looked up at the sky, "It's such a beautiful day, wouldn't it be a pity not to go shopping?"

Lin Daoyou couldn't help admiring, "Wang Daoyou is really kind, and the disaster is coming, Wang Daoyou doesn't take it all seriously."

"Trouble? Are you talking about the devil's fetus?" Wang Changsheng laughed loudly, "Hahaha, why should Fellow Daoist Lin take the rumors in the market seriously? I think that the strength of my orthodox monks is far greater than that of demon cultivators, and the luck of heaven is naturally in my orthodox way. How could the devil fetus be born? It's just a trick of the devil's way, just to confuse people's minds!"

Daoyou Lin shook his head, "It's better to believe it, little brother, I'll rush to Xincheng, which is the closest to Wanming Sword Sect, so if something happens, it's better to be safe."

Wang Changsheng: "How could there be—"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Changsheng's eyes suddenly widened. Seeing this, Lin Daoyou followed his line of sight, and subconsciously opened his mouth.

I saw countless red-coloured cranes flying in the air, the number of which was tens of thousands. When the flock of cranes passed over their heads, it was like a cloud shrouded the city of Luo, without any sunlight.

Fellow Daoist Lin: "Thousand Feathers Sect..."

The only one who kept so many red dan cranes as mounts was the Qianyu faction, one of the four major factions in Shangnanzhou!

It wasn't until the group of cranes disappeared that Wang Changsheng asked in a daze, "Is the entire Qianyu faction dispatched? What happened?"

The human who came out to watch the excitement said: "What else could it be? It must be related to the devil's fetus. Seeing the Qianyu faction's battle, the orthodox factions are probably going to make a move."

Wang Changsheng was about to refute this person, when he heard a burst of exclamation from behind.

He turned his head and saw a compass appearing in the sky. The compass was pure black with red edges, and it was half the size of Los Angeles. Wang Changsheng recognized the origin of the compass at a glance—Xingluo Villa!

It is said that this object is the most precious treasure of Xingluo Mountain Villa, and there are formations engraved on it, let alone half of the city's people, even the people of ten cities can hold it!But activating this treasure consumes a lot of spiritual jade, if it has nothing to do with the survival of Xingluo Villa, it will never be used lightly!

First came the Thousand Feathers Sect, followed by Xingluo Villa, the second of the four major schools in Shangnanzhou, could it be related to the Devil Embryo?

Wang Changsheng was terrified. Suddenly, he saw several black spots appearing in the distant sky. The black spots became bigger and bigger, and they turned out to be ten huge treasure ships!

"It's the Primordial Sect!"

Fellow Daoist Lin beside Wang Changsheng exclaimed in surprise, "Chaos Treasure Ship!"

This ship is a flying instrument of the Taichu sect, and its name is Chaos, which means that before the world is divided, the vitality is mixed into one, that is, the meaning of Taichu.

Apparently, Taichu sent so many treasure ships, it was also a tendency to send them into battle.

But there are more than these three sects in Shangnanzhou, the most famous one is the world's number one sword sect——Wanming Sword Sect!

I saw a colorful cloud floating from a distance, like a rainbow bridge falling down, but when the cloud approached, people realized that it was the afterimage of countless flying swords. There is no doubt that the sword must be a monk of the Wanming Sword Sect!

People in Luo City have never been so close to the power of Wan Ming Jianzong since their birth. Just thinking about who might be on the sword, and just mentioning those people's names, they can't help but feel excited and their blood boil!

They looked at the colorful clouds in the sky, wishing they could follow Wan Ming Jianzong and kill all the demons in the world!

It's a pity that it can only be a daydream - the clouds dissipate in an instant, leaving only a faint trace in the sky.

"I can't believe that all the four major factions in Shangnanzhou have been dispatched?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect Zhengdao's movement to be so big!"

"I remember that even thousands of years ago, when I went to the Western Continent of Shu on the right path to clear the demon way, only one out of ten people was dispatched..."

"It seems that this evil calamity is unusual, but hasn't the demon calamity only passed 1 years?"

……

People were talking about it, but at this moment, Wang Changsheng didn't dare to bring up any "market rumors". If it wasn't for the magic fetus, he couldn't think of any reason for such a big battle?

"Ugh……"

The person beside him sighed, and Wang Changsheng regained his sanity, and he stared at him blankly.

Daoyou Lin: "It seems that there is no need to go to Xincheng. Wanming Sword Sect is gone. It's just as dangerous anywhere."

Wang Changsheng: "There are still some low-level monks guarding the clan, right? There is also a large formation to protect the mountain! It is always safer!"

Fellow Daoist Lin: "Looking at how the major sects are facing the enemy, I don't think they have much confidence. If the devil's fetus really comes, it will be useless for us to hide anywhere. I might as well give it a go and fight it out. "

After he finished saying this, he just felt relieved and smiled easily.

In the end, Lin Daoyou patted Wang Changsheng on the shoulder, turned around and walked back.

When his back disappeared at the intersection of the street, Wang Changsheng shook his body, and then quickly ran towards the city gate. He had to hide in Xincheng!

What?Chivalry?brave?It's nothing compared to life!No matter what, Xincheng is safer than Los Angeles!

At this moment, Comrade "Wang Daudao", who has been focusing on human design for 200 years, finally collapsed...

The scene in Shangnanzhou also happened in other continents, even the Dragon Palace far away in Yudong participated in it, and now even mortals understand that the war between good and evil is imminent!

In the west of Shu, the blood peach forest.

Here grows a rare plant in the entire cultivation world - blood peach, which looks like a peach tree, but the petals and leaves are blood red, so it is called blood peach.

At this time, blood peach blossoms fell in the forest, and an old monk stood under the falling flowers, and said to the young man beside him, "This place is the intersection of three spiritual veins. According to what the ancestor said, the formation should be here."

The monk is naturally Kong Miao, while the young man is Jing Yue.

Since the layout of the Myriad Realms Star Formation is very troublesome, not only does it have high requirements for the selection of other formations other than the eye, but also the arrangement of the formation must change at any time according to the star position, and there must be no mistakes. It is easy to make mistakes only by dictation.Therefore, Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi split up, with Jingyue in charge of the north and west, and Qin Yanzhi in charge of the east and south.

Shuxi is the old nest of demon cultivators, and the number of demon cultivators far outnumbers the other six land continents. In order not to arouse the vigilance of the demons, Jing Yue puts Shuxi at the end.

Not long ago, Jing Yue finally arrived in the west of Shu, and today he found Kong Miao.

"Only when the layout of the southeast and northwest is completed and the luck of the magic path is blocked, can I arrange the formation eyes." Jing Yue said: "Now this is the only thing left, let's start tonight..."

And in the wilderness thousands of miles away from them, there is an altar in the middle of the wilderness. There are tens of thousands of orthodox monks around the altar, and the coalition army composed of demons is pressing on every step, and the sound of fighting is loud.

The ground was scorched black, with signs of flooding and fire everywhere. The ground was full of stumps, and the potholes were filled with blood.

A one-armed monk stumbled up to the purple-robed old man, "It's bad! The demon clan has increased its troops by [-]. We're afraid we won't be able to withstand it!"

The old man in purple robe was the Elder Wei of Zixia Sect who had been slapped in the face by Jing Yue several times, he frowned, "How could the Yaozu be so willing all of a sudden?"

Although the monsters have teamed up, this catastrophe is a matter of the human race after all. Even if the monsters help, they shouldn't sacrifice too much. After all, now that the monsters are dying, [-] monsters are not a small number!

Before he could figure it out, another monk came running out of breath, "To the east, [-] to [-] demon cultivators have come here!"

Elder Wei: "What?!"

Mo Dao has always wanted to capture the altar and stop the arrangement of the human race, but before that, tens of thousands of people were dispatched, why did nearly 20 suddenly come today?

One-armed monk: "Could it be that Han Guang has been impatient because the righteous way has moved too much recently?"

After all, a few days ago, people from the Three Realms Temple and the Xuanyue Nine Palaces faction came to the west of Shu, some of them had already come to meet at the altar, while the other part did not know where to go.

Elder Wei: "It's possible, the manpower sent by the demons cannot be mobilized in a short period of time, they must have prepared for a long time, and they will take down the altar in one fell swoop today!"

One-armed monk: "What should I do then?"

Elder Wei: "Fight! Even if we all die here, we must defend the altar!"

One-armed monk: "But they far outnumber us, what if they can't keep it?"

Elder Wei took a deep look at the other party, but without answering, he called out his natal magic sword, jumped up, and rushed towards the enemy camp!

The one-armed monk was taken aback for a moment, gritted his teeth, and rushed up.

In the next few days, the Righteous side was doing their best, but the large number of allied forces of monsters forced them to keep shrinking their territory and gradually became exhausted.

On the battlefield, there has always been one ebb and flow. Seeing that the people in the righteous way retreat and lose one after another, only one-third of the monks are still persisting, while the monsters are gaining momentum and attacking more and more fiercely.

Everyone knows in their hearts that it won't be long before the altar here will completely change hands!

But people in the righteous way did not give up, nor did they dare to give up. What they bear is not their own lives, but the luck of the righteous way for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.If they don't want to hide in dark corners like mice, but still want to walk in this world openly, they must not retreat!

Another day, the allied army of demons was less than ten miles away from the altar, and Elder Wei, who was fighting among the crowd, was at the end of his strength.

"Bam—"

He was sent flying by the tail of a leopard monster, and a big hole was smashed into the ground. Elder Wei felt that all the bones in his body were crushed into powder. He vomited a pool of black blood, wiped the corners of his mouth, and struggled to get up.

His precious sword was already broken, and the sword body was cracked everywhere, and he was also very old at this time, and he was a different person from a few days ago.

But Elder Wei still shook his hands to pick up the sword that fell aside, endured the severe pain, and struggled forward...

Suddenly, he paused.

Elder Wei was stunned for a moment, then took a bell from his waist.

There was no wind at this time, but the bell trembled slightly, making a pleasant bell.

With ecstasy on his face, he turned and shouted: "Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Someone was puzzled, "Elder Wei, if we withdraw at this time, the altar..."

Elder Wei: "What about the altar! Let's go!"

Besides him, many people on the battlefield also gave the same order. Although most of the monks were confused, they still chose to evacuate obediently.

As soon as they left, the allied army of monsters easily attacked the altar, but there was nothing on the altar.

A demon king said: "They withdrew suddenly, could it be a fraud?"

Another demon cultivator pondered for a moment, "It's hard to say, but they have guarded the altar for several months, so it won't be useless, right?"

The demon cultivators tried to find some clues, but suddenly, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in the west and went straight to the sky.

And in the extreme north, Yudong, and Xiananzhou, which they couldn't see, there were also three beams of golden light soaring into the sky. At that moment, no matter how weak the magic cultivator was, he felt like he was being shackled, as if his luck was blocked Living.

A celestial demon cultivator looked at the golden light that pierced the sky and earth at the farthest point of his eyes, and said in shock: "No! We have been fooled!"