Chapter 649 – On the Path of Martial Immortality, One Should Be Virtuous
Chapter 649 – The Path of Martial Immortality, When There is Virtue
The Eighteen Sect was defeated! The defeat was sudden and clean.
Originally will not be so, three big battle, the top of the various sects of experts in the defense of the mountain spirit treasure siege demon girl, was mutual dawdling state.
Below the tens of thousands of disciples on both sides of the fight, although the attrition is very fast, harsh, tyrannical, direct killing scenes all the time, but in a short period of time it is impossible to distinguish the winner from the loser.
The problem appeared in the middle of the desolate beast, that desolate beast’s killing power can be described as horrible, and it seems that there are several strange states, the first time the devouring hurricane can not be around the big formation, after a few moments of stalemate, suddenly his eyes are blood red, into a berserk state, up to the sky with a hissing roar, the clouds suddenly changed, more majestic devouring storms descended, and even brought up a trace of thunder and lightning.
So much so that the fight between the elite disciples of the two sides below, the fight between the experts of the various sects and the demonesses above were all affected, and had to avoid retreating from afar.
And the great formation at the top of Volsung Mountain only lasted for ten breaths this time before it collapsed, and countless disciples were shaken to death alive, not even having the time to send out screams.
The devouring storm kept on going, and in the angry hissing of the desolate beast, tens of thousands of corpses of disciples of the main formation of the eighteen sects who died tragically and the elders and disciples who had not yet died were twisted into mud by the storm, and then entered into the mouth of the desolate beast along with the wind swirls.
That’s right! One bite swallowed tens of thousands of disciples of the eighteen sects and the materials of dozens of great formations, including the trees and rocks at the top of Volsung Mountain.
The desolate beast swallowed nothing, it was never just words.
At this point, all 40,000 low-ranking elders and disciples of the eighteen sects were killed in action.
It was hard not to break the balance with this scene.
The tens of thousands of elite disciples fighting below and the experts of the sects above were momentarily in a trance.
This trance was fatal-
Tens of thousands of elite disciples blinked into decadence.
That demonic woman’s aura was monstrous, the Hunyuan Void Martial Dao Boundary emitted eye-catching light, and her nine tails seemed like giant pillars bearing the heavens, slapping down so fiercely that the entire sky shook and undulated continuously with it.
The Xuan Heavenly Sword Sect’s Song Tianxing and Liu Lightwind, the Lingyun Sect’s Zhou Fu, the Haotian Sect’s Shen Wufei, and so on were powerless to resist and flew backwards on their backs, their poignant blood spilling all over the sky.
At this exact moment, the Heavenly Evil Sect’s Grand Elder, who was always standing on the back of the desolate beast, let out a strange note from his mouth: “Do–“
The dual fins of the desolate beast fiercely bushed, and the monstrous sized fish mouth spat out with force, and thousands of zhang wide tri-colored light flashed out, transforming into wisps of the Nine Specters’ hostile Qi, and pouncing straight at the people of the eighteen sects.
This strike eighteen sect disciples have no way to dodge!
Both victory and defeat is also life and death, only in a thought!
……
“Defeated!”
“This martial arts world, although life and death is the norm, but it is a pity that the eighteen sects under the Great Luo Sect, from now on die out in the dust, for the first wave of cannon fodder under the Wanwu blooming world!”
In the sky above Great Zhou, the father and son in the broken boat sighed with emotion.
……
“Defeated!”
“Thousands of years of inheritance from the eighteen clans, how many generations of accumulation, and now it’s ruined!”
“How should we explain this to our ancestors?”
At the top of Zhong Yun Mountain, amidst the white snow, a group of old ancestors from the eighteen sects had low voices, their tones filled with pathos and sadness.
The clan that had lived for several lifetimes, hundreds of years, countless lives and deaths, countless years of bitter cultivation, all the glory, all the belonging, was about to be destroyed.
Even if they were still around, but the district was just a few people, how could they restore the scale of the sect that the ancestors had created for thousands of years?
Now that the Great World of Ten Thousand Wonders has opened, and there are countless old monsters, heavenly prides, and saints of the martial arts path of the Heavenly Martial Immortals accumulated over millions of years, all of them have no choice but to be in the same position, so what hope is there?
……
“Victory!”
“This move to lay the pattern of tens of thousands of miles, ghost green heavenly evil, when into the Yuan pole, when into the holy realm, when there is a fight for immortality!”
“The Three Holy Mothers, Xue Ji, deserve all the credit!”
“Hahahahaha ……”
Countless strange laughs came out from that black cloud. ……
“Defeated!”
At the top of the Hegemony Walled City, Xin Zhuo, Lord Zhao Yi and Ling Kucheng had not even discussed whether to move or not to move, and the front was already defeated.
From an even match to a devastating kill, it was but in the twinkling of an eye.
In the next moment, I am afraid that the disciples of the 18 sects will cease to exist.
Frankly speaking, regardless of whether there is no deep feelings for the clan, there is always some sense of belonging in the heart, witnessed all this, indifferent, the heart is difficult to let go.
Xin Zhuo breathing sharply a few points, suddenly grabbed Zhao Yi Lord’s wrist, clamped the just woke up Ji Yu, pinching the dog head of small yellow.
He was hesitant to run away, when a piercing sword sound came from the side.
The Seven Star Drifting Snow came out of its sheath, cutting out ten feet of layered sword flowers, Ling Kucheng’s thin figure had already gone straight up into the air, lightly dropping a sentence: “If I don’t fight for my life, my heart is hard to be even!”
“Go! Whoever wants to die will die.”
Xin Zhuo finally made up his mind and pulled Zhao Yi Lord to leave.
Who would have thought that Zhao Yizhu would lightly break free, gently but persistently looking at him, resolutely and decisively saying.
“The way of the Martial Immortal, when to guard the virtues of heaven and earth, to raise my righteousness, there are some thoughts in the heart, there are also some trade-offs, although the death is still alive in order to break through the shackles of the Martial Immortal, and deeper into the realm of progress, a single avoidance, the heart of the demonic idea, no more progress!
A river, you and retreat, I …… when cut this shackle, for the Xuan Tian Sword Sect to stay a line of life, if you can control the situation, can also be for you to open up the initial place of survival in the world of 10,000 martial arts, to help you in the future to go to and those who are trying to reason with the people!”
After saying that without waiting for an answer, white clothes like snow, the sleeves fluttering, has reached the mid-air, the body around the eye-catching ripples and strange aura.
Exquisite and exquisite, like a fairy like a phantom woman, at this moment, has been full of severity and killing.
Immediately, the long sword out of the sheath, the sword sound across the sky, the ripples in the center of the eyebrow disillusioned, the aura is captivating.
Xin Zhuo pulled Ji Yu with Xiao Huang, staring blankly, to be honest, he did not quite understand this kind of life-sacrificing behavior.
It is like going back to the original Volsung Walled City, when the Hungry Wolf Walled City came to fight, Cui Ying’er and their indignation to die.
The meaning is the same, the location is the same.
He thought, even if we run away, the future martial arts realm soared, and then kill back to destroy the door is the same, why bother?
However, he is now facing a difficult trade-off, whether to run or ……
“Swoosh swoosh–“
The desolate beast spat out thousands of three-colored light that had already surrounded the disciples of the eighteen sects.
Ling Kucheng broke in with great difficulty, his Spiritual Platform Fifth Heavenly Realm was extremely striking.
And the ripples on Lord Zhao Yi’s brow were even greater, as if a power that could cut through the heavens and destroy the earth was about to appear.
At that exact moment, a figure from below flashed and blocked in front of Lord Zhao Yi, her palm was like warm jade, pressing down on her brow.
“Ah He, you ……”
Zhao Yizhu was stunned, staring blankly at Xin Zhuo, she didn’t know Xin Zhuo’s intentions.
“That sword of yours, I will also, don’t you care how it came about, in any case I will, I actually want to keep it to save my life, or it will be of great use in the future, now it seems that not using it is not an option!”
Xin Zhuo’s face was a bit tired, sighed and said: “Master Liu Light Wind is right, your nature is not suitable for killing, you are too soft, this sword of yours, use it in the wrong place, it may be twice as effective, stand down, wait for me down there, I’ll do it!”
Lord Zhao Yi was still stunned.
Xin Zhuo had already lightly pushed her downwards, turning around to look at the roiling scene of extinction again, his complexion had never been calmer.
He saw the helplessness of the master Liu Light Wind in the flying retreat, saw the pathos of the master’s mother’s Chu Sinniang, saw the blood-covered body of the eldest brother Nangong Wentian, the second sister Su Liuli and the third brother Bai Jian San, saw Gongsun Li’s long hair flying, and saw Jia Sanquan’s falling corpse ……
In fact, he also had some reluctance to part with Stained Sword Peak.
In the next moment, his figure flashed, and he arrived on the lowest Volsung Mountain, stepping on layers of corpses, his qi climbed to the extreme peak of the Yang Realistic Triple Sea, and he took a deep breath: “Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s Zuijian Peak disciple Xin Zhuo, with only one sword, to receive the means of the Heavenly Evil, Ghostly Green Sect, and the Desolate Beasts!”
(End of chapter)