A mountain range that towers into the clouds stretches for thousands of miles.

This mountain range is very strange. There are no trees or birds and beasts on the mountain range, only red rocks. The surface of the rock emits a slight light. In the light, countless talismans flow slowly.

In the sky to the west, the blood-colored setting sun reflected the red rocks, and the folds shone with light, like a slight flame.

Above the mountains, thousands of feet high, they were also restricted by countless powerful formations, without wind or clouds. The place at the center was filled with a layer of faint gray and white. In the gray and white, there were black clouds like mountains, casting them heavily. From the outside, there were only bursts of thunder flashing in the gloomy black clouds, emitting a slight brilliance, and there was a faint sound of thunder, but if you listen carefully, it would be too thin to hear! Even the flashing light was flashing with the candles in the night.

At the end of the mountain range is a valley entrance that is dozens of feet wide and narrow. The valley entrance is like a mountain range, with a strong formation firmly sealed, and there is no trace of birds and beasts. The strong fluctuations on the formation are scattered without any concealment...

However, at this moment, a hundred feet away from the entrance of the valley, thousands of monks were wearing different clothes and holding different magic weapons in their hands, spreading from the ground to the sky, surrounding the entrance of the valley with water...

All the monks were nervous on their faces, staring at the formation at the entrance of the valley, without blinking their eyelids. The magic weapons in their hands emitted different lights, as if they were extremely prepared. As long as there was something abnormal at the entrance of the valley, countless magic weapons would come out and hit the entrance of the valley...

Inside the valley, there is far less peace than outside the valley!

The space inside the valley is much wider than what you see outside the valley, and I'm afraid it's not a few miles wide. The stone walls inside the valley are different from those outside the valley. Although they are both red rocks and layers of restrictions, the restrictions are more than ten times more delicate than outside the valley. Runes are everywhere with fine lines, and the fine lines are rolled up again. The wind patterns rushed into the runes and emitted various brilliances again! However, this brilliance was actually covered by a black and red color on the rocks. The black and red color spread throughout the stone walls in the valley. The thickness is different. A little experienced monk will understand at a glance that the black and red color is dyed by blood splashing on the stone wall. Looking deep into the valley, the stone walls in the valley seem to have been completely washed by blood. A piece of black and red. It's strange.

The valley must have just passed a fierce battle. The air was filled with bloody smell, and the rich energy of heaven and earth in the air was very violent at this time. From time to time, you could hear the "bang bang" burst sound, and a strong small storm suddenly emerged, rushing straight to all directions, most of which hit the rocks in the mountains. On the red rocks, a talisman flashed, which eliminated the storm that hit it without any trace! Even the black and red blood stain had not fallen, and I don’t know how much blood had been sprinkled on it, and I don’t know how many years this blood stain has existed!

Not only that, the space in the valley also became extremely unstable due to the war, and from time to time there will be a series of space cracks. Although these space cracks appear for a very short time and flash, they have extremely strong destructive power. Occasionally, space cracks scattered on the rocks, and the blood dirt on the rocks "scattered" and scattered, like the soil layer of the rocks, then the talismans on the rocks were chopped and dispersed, revealing the red rocks! Only when the cracks disappeared, the talismans around the rocks slowly aggregated and gradually restored the formation.

At this time, there were too many living people in the valley, only corpses lying on the ground.

The corpses are also strange. Most of them are human corpses, and the other half are different from humans. Some of these corpses are extremely tall, some are extremely black, some have wings on the back, some have heads and feet, and even various shapes of strange birds and beasts!

These corpses have one thing in common, that is, there is a slight black gas or bloody light flashing slightly. These black gas or blood lights are among the fragments of the corpse. Some are like earthworms gradually wanting to fall into the rocks, and some are like small snakes trying to swim towards them. However, without exception, they are all surrounded by the flashing restriction on the ground. The rays of lightning flash like lightning are gradually strangled.

The few living people in the valley were holding magic weapons in their hands, and all kinds of light flashed around their bodies, flying rapidly in the air, avoiding cracks in the space from time to time, and extremely strong hurricanes heading deep into the valley! Everyone's eyes were alert and their faces were extremely exhausted! However, their spiritual consciousness was like a spider web, sweeping four times inch, and they dared not miss it anywhere...

The deepest part of the valley is a place that is thousands of feet in a radius. This space of about a thousand feet seems to be a huge silkworm pupa, filled with black and red fog. The fog rolls violently like a silkworm pupa squirming. In the black and red fog, there are countless broken limbs and broken arms up and down from time to time. Even a wailing head suddenly appears, and a sharp roar is made. However, this sharp roar has not been heard, and a violent fluctuation outside the black fu is born, blocking it!

The core of the black and red fog is not within the stone wall or on the ground, but in the center of this thousand feet of radius. The core is no longer fog, but is very close to condense. Drops, a trace of sticky blood mixed with the black flames slowly flowing in the middle. The black flames surrounded by these black flames, a hole of dozens of feet of radius. The nearly infinite black air and black flames overflowed from this hole and could not rush into the valley in time, and then condensed in the core! A wave of obscure and unspeakable whimpering sounds came from this hole. Apart from these black air and whimpering sounds, the depth of the hole is filled with blood-colored light, and there is no sign of anything inside.

At this time, at the edge of the void, countless thunder sounds emerged, and endless lightning flashed out. Slowly, unparalleled, and unparalleled force emerged from the edge of the void and squeezed into the inside. Under the squeeze, the void was shrinking little by little...

Look at the air around the black and red air mass that had shrunk to about a hundred feet, there were two hundred monks wearing different Taoist robes standing! These monks were old and young, men and women, some had simple faces, and some had hideous images, but without exception, these monks were even more tired than those who had previously flew in the outer valley. The light of many monks was dim, the magic weapon in their hands had been damaged, and the body of many monks had broken, missing arms and legs! Even among these monks wearing Taoist robes, there were more than a dozen young men wearing sword costumes. They had no magic weapon in their hands, but they stood straight, as if they were magic weapons. Especially, strands of spiritual energy in the heaven and earth rushed in from all over their bodies, and the flying sword flashed from the corners of their bodies. The outline of the flying sword flashed in a flash without stopping.

Whether it was a monk in Taoist robe or a swordsman in swordsman, their alert expressions were pride. Although they stared at the black air in their eyes, a kind of relief had already arisen.

Although these two hundred monks seemed to stand unevenly, they were extremely powerful formations. The tide of heaven and earth spiritual energy rushed into the surroundings with a rhythmic rhythm, falling evenly and orderly into the vicinity of different monks. With the rushing of heaven and earth spiritual energy, this formation seemed to flash with a faint golden light on the side of breathing. A faint rooster shape flashed and flickered, but there were many shortcomings in the shape of this rooster. Obviously, there were originally monks in those places, but they were no longer here!!

In the sky about a thousand feet away from these hundreds of monks, several people stood under an oval canopy. A monk was in his thirties, with a simple face, a little bulging his forehead, and under his thick eyebrows, his bright eyes were like stars in the sky, very bright. The monk's eyes swept over the formation below, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the black and red mist through the formation. He said to a monk in his forties beside him with a smile, "Deputy Leader Luo, this time, the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation can defeat the attack of the Demon Realm, all depends on the leader's Demon Devouring Immortal Formation. I have thanked the Li Xian Alliance for the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation and the Sword Cultivation of Huan Kingdom for my behalf!"

The deputy leader Luo, who was in his forties, looked very majestic. Although he had never spoken, an unspeakable temperament was like the brilliance of Xuyang. It emitted from him that this temperament was not magical powers. It only made people look at it and Li Sheng was close, as if this person was the only confidant in his life. The movements of Deputy Leader Luo were even more elegant. When the first-class monk finished his voice, he immediately bowed and said, "Senior Xuanqing, you are the leader of the alliance. This sentence was really polite! Xingtian was very panicked when he heard it. Xingtian always believed that whether it was the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation or the Li Xian Alliance, they were all from my Taoist sect, and the inheritance originated from the ancient times! You and I want to work together to live together. Whether it is the ancient Buddhist sect or Confucian sect, or even the current demon world, under the torrent of the authentic Taoist sect, it will be destroyed like a destruction!"

"Haha, Vice Leader Luo represents the Li Xian Alliance, and his ambition is really lofty!" This thirty-year-old cultivator is Xuan Qing, the leader of the Three Kingdoms Immortal Alliance of the Xiaoyu Continent. Hearing Luo Xingtian's words, he smiled and said, "I don't dare to think about these things. I just want to resist the invasion of the Demon Realm, protect the Demon Valley, and protect the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation... and the Huan Kingdom and other places in the period of being the leader of the Immortal Alliance!"

Speaking of this, a trace of worry flashed across the smiling face of Zhen Xuanqing, and he opened his mouth, and wanted to speak but stopped...

ps: It is not only for the sake of the leader, but also for the fellow Taoists who support Tanhua. I wish you all a happy holiday! (To be continued...)
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