The world of immortals is ten thousand flowers

Xiao Junqing and Mo Heng looked at each other, and then set their eyes on the army of demons on the opposite side.

Xiao Junqing smiled slowly: "It seems that the speed of news transmission is faster than we imagined."

Mo Heng didn't speak, and carefully observed the opponent's formation.Xiao Junqing understood what he meant, and received a message from Ji Xiaomeng who was hidden in midair, and said softly: "The army of demons must be at least [-], and the army must be led by seven high-level demons."

Before Mo Heng could speak, a high-level demon clan headed by the other side sneered first, and said in a sinister way: "Cultivators who are beyond their limits...kill them for me..."

The calm and gloomy tone made many people who had never really confronted the demons shudder.

Mo Heng didn't speak, but calmly raised his hand and made a gesture.The sword field disciples immediately understood, and more than 200 disciples slapped the head of the spirit beast with their palms, and turned around.The sword had already stopped in mid-air, he raised his step and lowered it lightly, landing on the sword, Yu Jian rushed directly to the front of the formation.

Xiao Junqing gave Mu Chongran a look. With a movement of the long sword in Mu Chongran's hand, he jumped up and followed closely behind Jianyu.All the sword cultivator disciples of Yinxian Valley followed at the same time, and at the same time as the formation of the sword domain formed, their bodies moved together to form a killing formation.

However, An Ming broke away from the formation, and several dodges went directly to the very center. The long sword moved continuously, and countless auras fell down, layer by layer.The army of demons marched forward and was about to shoot down An Ming at the front, but found that their feet seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move an inch.

However, the hundreds of sword cultivators hanging in the air found that not only had no influence at all, but instead provided them with a certain amount of assistance.The sword array was completed, and the army of demons barely marched to the center, and the demonic energy surged up to the feet of a kind of sword cultivator.But at the next moment, the sword array shrouded the tens of thousands of demon army with the momentum of thunder.

Sword intent lingers in the white mist-covered sword formation, Mo Heng's long sword hangs in front of him, a sword art is pinched out, and directly merges into the sword formation.A white light flashed, and the sword array fell straight down. When it fell to the sky half a foot away from the demons, countless sword shadows fell.The devil who had time to react in the future was directly penetrated by the sword shadow.

Murong Ran followed closely behind with the lore-killing sword array formed by dozens of Yinxiangu sword cultivators.The demon who rushed to the front just broke through the attack of the sword formation, but stepped into the lore sword formation in an instant.A sword circle circled, and was completely wiped out by the suggestion of the lore sword formation.

Several disciples of Qin Kong and Yin Pavilion were in their own formation, and various musical instruments appeared in their hands, starting with the sound of the piano, and the attack sound was high-pitched music.All the monks in the Juntian Realm were refreshed, and their attacks became more violent.

However, the demons are bloodthirsty, and they have no kind thoughts in their hearts.As soon as this song is played, the bloodthirsty idea is even more aroused, and gradually it becomes uncontrollable.Seeing this scene, several high-ranking demons felt tense, but they didn't know how to stop it.

Many disciples of Yaowang Pavilion still remember this elder brother, especially He Xichen's subordinates, most of whom still have a good relationship with Shangguanqing.After listening to Shangguanqing's instructions, Danhuo and Linghuo set up a defensive formation together.Flames of various colors intertwined in front of the formation, completely hindering the pace of the demons.

Xiao Junqing stepped into the void, and a dot of ink blurred into a phantom of a giant eagle, carrying him straight up into the air.With the flute of Xuefeng Bingwang in his hand, a clear flute sounded.All the Monarch Heaven Realm monks present could only feel a blue light covering their bodies, which meant a burst of warmth.

A large area fell calmly, and the snowflakes slowly disappeared accompanied by the sound of the flute.Turning the flute in his hand, Kuaixue Shiqing pierced through the sword array and landed directly into the demon army.After a commotion, there was another chaos in the demon army. Many demons were pierced by sword shadows, followed by green light spots with the power of Hunyuan. There was almost no room for reaction, and they fell directly. on the ground.

However, the continuous falling of their companions did not stop them. On the contrary, the music stimulated their killing intent even more, and the smell of blood further stimulated the demon's desire for blood.

Seeing that the army of demons was about to break into the bondage of the sword formation and the flame formation.It seems that it has easily broken through the barrier and is about to go deep into the hinterland.Before the leader of the demon army had time to be happy, he suddenly saw that behind the thick fog, there were still nearly a thousand Dharma practitioners staying.

Xiao Junqing saw the panic behind the army and the high-ranking demons eager to control the demon army, smiled contemptuously, and gave a signal to Yin Lu who was hidden in the mist.

In the sword formation and flame formation, the army of demons had been severely injured, but they had no idea what kind of situation they were facing.Mu Chongran and the others formed lore arrays time and time again in the air, completely wiping out the demons who seemed to be the most sober or more powerful demons time and time again.An Ming saw the opportunity, and the human and sword merged to explode the aura he had set up, and then replenished with Wanjian Guizong.A set of swordsmanship came out one after another, even if they didn't need to get close, with their current strength, they could still deal a huge blow to these low-level demons.

After Yin Lu received Xiao Junqing's signal, he rushed out of the mist with the most number of Dharma cultivators in the Juntian Realm, all kinds of spiritual spells burst out of the air, and directly greeted the army of demons who broke through the sword formation.Few Majin can walk a few steps forward alive.

Xiao Junqing slowly landed beside Mo Heng, and chuckled softly: "This group of demons are more useless than imagined."

Mo Heng nodded, but didn't say much.

Jun Tianjing dispatched a large number of disciples, but they were still less than one-tenth of the demon army.However, due to the bravery and lack of strategy of the demon army, the Juntian Realm side hardly injured a single soldier.

The plan went so smoothly that even Xiao Junqing felt a little unbelievable.When the demon army was about to be wiped out, they were only chased for a short distance before ordering to withdraw.

At this moment, a burst of dust suddenly rose from the originally flat Moon Lingyuan, and countless withered arms or vines drilled out from the ground, binding the Juntian Realm disciple's feet.

Xiao Junqing's face changed, and the Xuefeng Bingwang flute in his hand directly hit the ground with a Shaoyang finger.When the vine was about to retract, he raised his hand to ignite the power of Hunyuan, and threw it directly to Dimie.As if being scorched by fire, the vines quickly became charred black, and then turned into powder.

However, most of the disciples were tied up before they could react in time. Even if the people around them wanted to help, they couldn't take care of themselves.A series of screams sounded, and all the large-scale attack moves rushed to the ground. At this moment, the seven high-level demons who originally ran towards the territory of the demons suddenly joined forces to form a huge magic ball, and went straight to the front. keep going.

Mo Heng's feet were bound by countless vines, and the sword and shadow shattered the vines. He was about to turn around to meet him, but was blocked by a mist in front of him, and then a white figure appeared directly in front of him.The magic ball saw in front of him, Mo Heng had no time to save people, the white shadow directly blocked the first magic flash of the magic ball.Seeing the second magic flash coming one after another, Bai Ying seemed to be waiting for something.Mo Heng didn't have time to think about it, he directly took the man in his arms and turned around, the sword shadow flew and hit the magic ball directly.The sword energy was so fierce that it directly entered the magic ball, the long sword stabbed fiercely, and the magic ball exploded.

Xiao Junqing was the closest, and the Xuefeng Bingwang flute in his hand laid out white defensive barriers with snowflakes, blocking the aftermath of the magic ball.Looking up at the person in Mo Heng's arms, it was the Piao Miao Peak Lord Qian Hua.

However, Qianhua's complexion was not very good, she looked in a certain direction and then looked at Mo Heng with spring in her eyes, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of her lips.

Mo Heng ignored it, and raised his hand to send her into several Piaomiao Peak disciples behind him, and joined forces with Xiao Junqing to break up the attack of seven high-level demons.Then the sword shadow turned around and came out with awe-inspiring sword intent.The seven high-level demons wore a string, and the magic pill was completely crushed.

A slightly familiar voice sounded: "Earth element, wood element, seal the ground, force these things out! Fire element! Burn!"

Xiao Junqing, Mu Chongran, and the others were all startled, and looked up. Among the disciples of the Juntian Realm, a man dressed in black with a mask on his face stood tall and tall among the disciples of Piaomiao Peak who arrived later, facing They chuckle.

"Nightspring?!"

Some people are born to be leaders, such as Xiao Junqing and Ye Quan.

They seem to be born with a convincing momentum, they will be calm and calm at any time, and they will always make people feel that they have the confidence to win.

The mistakes in this battle caused Jun Tianjing a lot of losses, and many sects were already in a panic.Yequan's appearance may not be noticeable, but his calmness at the critical moment made many disciples obey him unconsciously.

Countless earth-type and wood-type spirits came out from the ground, forcing out all the demons who were lurking underground, and the fire-type spirits poured out all over the sky, devouring all the fetters who were bound and writhing on the ground. Wait for the devil.

Ye Quan is only at the beginning of the late stage, and he is undoubtedly the lowest cultivation level among the people present.Shangguanqing and An Ming quickly stood by his side to guard against any surprise attack.

One after another, the wailing sounds spread throughout the entire Yuelingyuan, and the sound made many disciples present feel their scalps go numb.Half an hour later, there was no trace of the demons in the Juntian Realm formation.However, the demon army has already retreated to the northern camp.

Mo Heng glanced coldly at the north where the devilish energy was surging, and then turned his gaze back to the team at the Sovereign Heaven Realm, and ordered in a cold voice: "Return to the camp!"

Xiao Junqing drove his horse to Yequan's side, seeing that he was riding Ziheng's mount, he couldn't help being surprised: "When did you arrive at Juntian Realm?"

Ye Quan smiled slightly, with a cold light on his mask: "Perhaps I was noticed when I entered the stage, and a senior brought me here. But I didn't see that person's face from the beginning to the end, so I don't know if it is Who. It was only when we got to that camp and met your master and the others that we realized that you had entered the front line. It just so happened that the seniors from Piao Miao Peak were going to the front line, so I came with them."

Xiao Junqing frowned: "Uncle Ziheng actually agreed with you to come, the danger ahead is unpredictable, you are not afraid of your life."

Ye Quan didn't seem to care about it: "I thought...he would be with you. He came here anyway. He can't stay in the camp and be protected all the time. You see, this is not much, but it helps?"

Xiao Junqing shook her head, and couldn't help laughing when she thought of those disciples who subconsciously listened to the orders after realizing that they didn't know who Ye Quan was after the war.

Ye Quan hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Is...he not here?"

Xiao Junqing paused, and then said after a while: "Senior brother has disappeared for a long time, and there is no news of him either."