The gloomy sky seemed to be pressing down, and the biting wind passed through the collapsed city walls, making a whimpering sound. The desolate and dilapidated Tianshui City, as far as the eye can see is full of decayed ruins.
Jiuchen slowly fell from mid-air, stepping on the same bluestone road as five hundred years ago. I wonder if it was because of the dim weather, but his face, which had always been neither sad nor happy, now looked a little gloomy.
Behind him, the desolate square was densely packed with tens of thousands of the Human Clan monks. All of them were holding weapons and staring at the sky in the direction of the Demon Clan with stern expressions, as if they were ready. The faces of the Divine Sword Mountain disciples standing at the front were full of fanatical fighting spirit.
Jian Hong stood at the front of the team, frowning, looking up at the gloomy sky around him from time to time, looking increasingly anxious.
"Shenjun, Tianxuan Pavilion's people haven't come yet." Jian Hong lowered his voice, with worry in his tone.
"They won't come." Jiuchen said nonchalantly.
Jian Hong frowned deeper. "But Demon Clan came out in full force this time, with a large number of people. If there are no formation cultivators to help, this battle may be difficult to fight."
"Don't worry." Jiuchen said in an understatement, "With or without them, there is no difference."
Jian Hong was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Jiuchen meant.
Jiuchen ignored him and looked past the crowd, landing on a broken statue in front of him.
The statue was covered with a layer of green moss, and the head that fell to the ground had the same eyebrows and eyebrows as his own. It was just that under the attack of time, there was a deep crack on the face, making it look a bit ferocious.
Jiuchen looked at the statue quietly, a sarcastic sneer slowly rising on his expressionless face.
Jian Hong looked at Jiuchen's unusual and strange expression, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. He suddenly remembered what Yun Zhan had said before when he left, and an uneasy chill suddenly appeared in his heart.
Jiuchen's expression suddenly paused slightly, and he raised his eyes to the sky where dark clouds were rolling, with a hint of secret excitement in his eyes. "They are coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surging dark clouds at the end of the sky suddenly changed color, turning into a strong and biting black Demonic Qi, sweeping over like a tsunami.
Accompanied by ear-piercing screams, a large number of the Eagle Tribe took the lead in breaking through the clouds, blocking the sky and the sun. Immediately afterwards, countless Demon Clan rode Spirit Shadow Steed, rushing out of the dark clouds like a black torrent. Behind them, several giant monsters as big as mountains appeared. The beast let out a deafening roar, and was covered with fully armed Demon Soldiers. It carried the monstrous Demonic Qi, passed over the lush Ten Thousand Demons Forest below, and rolled towards Tianshui City in a mighty manner.
Langya was dressed in dark red armor and swooped down on Spirit Shadow Steed. Her eyes were cold and stern, and she waved the broad heavy knife in her hand fiercely in the air.
"Boom--!"
The violent Demonic Qi directly smashed the already crumbling city gate of Tianshui City. The black Demonic Qi struck down like a hurricane, instantly overturning a large number of dilapidated houses.
Demonic Qi rushed toward the Human Clan camp like a black raging wave. The Demonic Qi rushing at the front turned into dozens of ferocious animal heads in mid-air, opened its bloody mouth, and roared to bite them down.
"Array!" Jian Hong shouted sharply.
Hundreds of Divine Sword Mountain disciples drew out their long swords in unison, and the golden sword array took shape instantly. Jian Hong stood at Array Eye, and swung the long sword fiercely, and all the disciples fired out their sword energy.
The golden sword energy turned into a torrent and collided with the flying black Demonic Qi.
A huge shock wave spread out, and the already fragile houses collapsed in pieces in the air waves, raising dust all over the sky.
The black Demonic Qi gradually dispersed, and a large number of the Demon Clan troops stepped on the gravel on the ground and crashed to the ground. The huge monster hit the ground, and the entire Tianshui City trembled violently.
Langya flew off his horse with a big sword on his shoulder, and Yin Yu and Ba Shan lined up on both sides.
She strode forward and stepped on the head of the Jiuchen statue. There was a "click" sound and the statue's head was crushed to pieces.
"Monster, stop being so arrogant!" Jian Hong was furious, pointing at Langya and yelling.
Langya sneered and cursed directly, "Stop fucking yelling!"
Human Clan The monks were suddenly furious. They all clenched the weapons in their hands and glared at the Demon Clan in front of them.
Jiuchen looked at the murderous Demon Clan army in front of him, but there was no expression on his face, he just cast his eyes lightly into the air.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind all around.
A jet-black Demonic Qi rushed from the sky with huge pressure. The power was so terrifying that it forced the long swords in the hands of all Divine Sword Mountain disciples to begin to buzz and tremble uncontrollably.
The black shadow rushed straight towards Jiuchen, so fast that only an afterimage remained.
Jiuchen's eyes moved slightly, golden light flashed in his hand, and Nine Heavens Sword appeared.
Cang Mo's Howling Moon Saber and Jiuchen's Nine Heavens Sword collided hard, and the terrifying waves of air directly forced the surrounding Human and Demon Clans back several meters.
After one attack failed, Cang Mo used the force to turn over and return to the front of the Demon Clan's camp.
He was dressed in black, and his white hair was dancing wildly in the wind. His pair of Amber wolf eyes were now scarlet, staring at Jiuchen in front of him, exuding a kind of madness and violence that was on the verge of losing control.
"Where is Lin Qingyang!" Cang Mo's voice was hoarse, with a strong smell of blood.
Jiuchen admired Cang Mo's appearance, with a faint smile on his lips, and said in a light tone, "At this moment, he should be dead."
Cang Mo's breathing suddenly stopped.
He stared at Jiuchen, the scarlet color in his eyes spread instantly, the Demonic Qi around him surged like boiling water, and even the surrounding air was distorted by this terrifying power.
"You fart!"
Suddenly a loud curse came from the sky.
Cang Mo stiffened and suddenly raised his head and looked into the air.
I saw a dazzling golden light suddenly coming out of the dark clouds above my head that were shrouded by Demonic Qi. The dark clouds were forcibly torn open, and a golden Ten-Thousand-Li Tianyan Array was spinning rapidly in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, a figure fell out of Array.
Cang Mo The madness in his eyes faded instantly, his figure turned into black mist, and he rushed over to hug the fallen figure.
At the same time, Array glowed brightly in mid-air, and Mo Yan, Jin Buhuan, Yun Zhan, Su Ruohuan and Li Tian also fell from the formation one after another and landed steadily.
Cang Mo hugged Lin Qingyang, strangling his arms tightly, and looked down at the person in his arms. "How are you? Are you okay? Are you injured?"
Lin Qingyang looked at Cang Mo, his heart suddenly felt sour, his eyes also turned red, he didn't say anything, he just hugged him back tightly.
Jiuchen stood not far away, looking at the two people hugging each other tightly. Not only did he not get angry, but he sneered, with a bit of a joke in his tone, "It's really touching."
Hearing Jiuchen's voice, Lin Qingyang's face darkened. He raised his head from Cang Mo's arms and looked at Jiuchen coldly.