Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1468: The war is back.
"The smoke is everywhere and the flames continue. I don't know when to stop fighting."
Ling Xian sighed lightly, knowing that the Demon Sect was really moving this time, it would either completely fail or dominate the mainland.
It is impossible to stop fighting before any result appears.
"Thank you, seniors, for taking action, saving me is in distress."
The leading man stepped forward to thank him, and his eyes were in awe besides gratitude.
With only a few moves, he suppressed a seventh-level great power. Who can not fear such a strong one?
"I can't say thank you, I did not do it to save you." Ling Xian waved his hand, if it wasn't for one of the demon sects who had grievances with him, he would not be involved in the storm.
"No matter what the cause of the predecessors, the result is to save the lives of the three of us, so we should say thank you."
The man looked solemnly, and said: "This kindness is greater than the sky. If there is a place to be useful to me in the future, seniors don't hesitate to speak."
After hearing this, the other two also expressed their views, saying that they wished to be Ling Xian's liver and brain, and they did not hesitate.
"Okay, let's talk about Red River Valley." Ling Xian changed the subject and asked, "Where is one of the battlefields?"
"Yes, although there are battlefields everywhere today, there are only ten largest battlefields, and the Red River Valley is one of them."
"This place is of great strategic significance, so the fighting is also fierce."
"A few days ago, there was news that the Demon Gate increased its troops in the Red River Valley and wanted to defeat it in one fell swoop."
"After I got the news, I brought the teaching decree and came to support."
The man spoke one after another, briefly speaking.
"Too early to take charge of the teaching, only a few of you were sent?" Ling Xian frowned. All three of them were sixth-level cultivators. In this kind of war at the top, they can play very little role.
"There are too many battlefields. Although my holy land was as strong as a cloud in the beginning, I have already been sent to the ten major battlefields, and there is no extra power. "ωωωiLα is more and more complete."
The man smiled bitterly and said: "However, the palm teaching gave me a decree, which is enough to resist the attack of the strong in the early seventh stage."
Hearing this, Ling Xian shifted his gaze to the decree floating in the air, and the starry eyes flashed with a bit of surprise.
I saw the magic decree and divine light lingering, the rhyme of Taoism flowing, and it was printed with a big red character, Yu, the defensive Yu.
This word contains the great avenue of heaven and earth, and the universe is the most logical. When Ling Xian saw it, he was amazed.
"You deserve to be the Lord of the Holy Land in the Beginning. Through this imperial word, you can see how extraordinary he is."
Hearing this, the man and others all smiled, as if Ling Xian praised them.
"Except for the Holy Land of the Beginning, didn't the other forces send troops to reinforce it?" Ling Xian asked.
"It should also send troops. After all, the Red River Valley is very important and cannot be broken by the magic door." The man hesitated.
"Hope, this war is about the entire continent." Ling Xian sighed lightly, and after a moment of indulgence, he decided to go to the Red River Valley with the man.
At this moment, the demon gate can already be regarded as an extraterritorial demon, and the extraterritorial demon is the common enemy of the entire universe.
Although Lingxian didn't know exactly what the extraterritorial demon was going to do, he knew that once the Xuanwu Continent fell into the hands of the extraterritorial demon, it would inevitably cause extremely bad consequences.
At that time, even if he leaves the Xuanwu Continent, he will not be able to be alone.
"Never mind, let me contribute a little bit of effort." Ling Xian sighed, his expression turned firm.
This made the man happy and said: "Senior, are you planning to make a move?"
"I have no other choice." Ling Xian smiled lightly and said: "Lead the way, I will go to the Red River Valley with you."
From the moment the Demon Gate officially declared war like the Xuanwu Continent, the Red River Valley became one of the most important battlefields.
Because it is located in the extreme west of the Xuanwu Continent, it can attack and retreat and defend.
In addition to its excellent geographical location, the Red River Valley also has a special toxin. If it is refined, it will definitely become a magic weapon for victory.
Unfortunately, no one knows the method of refining. Therefore, the Red River Valley has never been interested.
According to the spies lurking inside the Demon Gate, the Demon Gate mastered the method of refining.
In other words, once the place is occupied by the magic gate, it can be extracted to be highly poisonous, and then the major forces will be in danger.
Therefore, the Red River Valley became the fiercest battlefield, and the two sides continued to conquer and bleed.
Gradually, the rivers outside this place were stained red with blood, becoming a veritable red river valley.
At this moment, the big sun hangs high, shed endless light, but it cannot dispel the cold and **** place.
There are so many dead people. Since the declaration of war by the Demon Sect, at least 100,000 people have been sent to the Red River Valley by the major forces. As a result, there are only less than 30,000 people left.
The deaths of 70,000 people made this place a real Shura hell, with stumps and bones everywhere, blood and corpses mixed into a special smell, and it made me sick.
The **** scene is even harder to look at directly. Ordinary people will feel their legs soft when they see it.
But for the 30,000 people who survived, this is nothing.
They are already numb, and there is always only one expression on their faces, calm, absolutely calm.
That is the peace that can only appear if you are accustomed to seeing death.
At this moment, 30,000 people formed a battle formation, led by twelve seventh-level powerhouses, standing proudly on the periphery of the Red River Valley.
In front of them, there is a monstrous demon, with the intent to kill in the sky.
Although the number is small, there are only a few dozen people, but all of them are elite. And the magic door didn't know what kind of method it used to make them tireless, not feeling pain, not flowing into the last drop of blood, and never falling down.
In this way, they became killing machines, enough to block one thousand.
The leading elders are even more terrifying, and it often takes two or three Ming Daojing monks to take action to compete against one.
This is also the reason why the magic gate can contend with the major forces. Otherwise, even if there are more powerful magic gates, it is impossible to fight against an entire continent.
"It's time to see blood again, and I don't know when it will end..."
On the coalition side, a man in white sighed slightly, and Junxiu's face was full of sorrow.
Every time they go to war with the Demon Gate, the coalition forces have to pay a huge price. There is no way, those people are too terrible, and the word monster cannot be described too much.
"I don't know how many people will survive this time." The man in white sighed.
"Don't be sentimental, if you want more people to live, there is only war!"
A big man in black opened his mouth, looked at the elders of the Demon Sect, and shouted: "Come and die!"
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The coalition forces also slammed out, immediately murderous, shocking the world.
The war has revived, and all the coalition forces regard death as home, fighting fiercely against the magic door.
However, the coalition forces suffered casualties as soon as they fought.
The elite of the magic gate is too strong, not only the cultivation base is very high, but also the combat power is extremely strong, just like the arrogant of the same rank.
Therefore, the coalition forces can only adopt crowded tactics, and this is also true of the top battlefield.
Although there are only five Supreme Elders in the magic gate, they are not let down in the slightest, even with ease.
Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, Ling Xian came quietly, and when he set foot, he frowned.
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