When Chu Xiu, Lu Sanjin, and the others arrived at the battlefield, they were stunned by the scene.
Chu Xiu suddenly realized that he didn't have to spend so much effort to find the core of the Blessed Enclave. That was because the entire Blessed Enclave had almost been penetrated by the Martial Immortals!
Apart from Yuan Kongcheng of Heavenly Demon Palace, who knew what he was doing, there were a total of seven Martial Immortals fighting here. It was as if doomsday had arrived.
The Blessed Enclave itself was not a real world. It was just a small world formed by the corpse of an Ancient Demon God.
Therefore, the rules here were incomplete and had loopholes and flaws.
Under the frenzied attacks of these Martial Immortals, the small world was already full of cracks, and even the blood-red mist that covered the entire Blessed Paradise was expelled.
There were fewer people on the Eastern Territory's side, and for some reason, Fang Yinglong, the strongest expert in the Eastern Territory, seemed to have suffered some injuries during the previous surprise attack. He was suppressed by Mu Baishuang to the point where he couldn't even lift his head. Thanks to Linghu Immortal Mountain's amazing combat power, he was able to fight against two Martial Immortals and Yan Beifeng of the Martial God Sect alone.
Although Zhong Qiushui could also suppress Tao Qianming, the outcome of the battle still depended on the two Martial Immortals at the eighth Heavenly Layer.
In such a chaotic battle, even if Lu Sanjin came with his people, it would be useless.
The other disciples of the High Heaven Sect were also there, and they didn't even take action. They were all watching the outcome of the battle nervously.
Fang Yinglong looked at Mu Baishuang and said through gritted teeth, "You Sword Sect of the World is so bold to want to provoke a war between the Southern Territory and the Eastern Territory. The Daluotian people have lived in peace for ten thousand years, and now you want to break these rules. Aren't you afraid of causing public anger? "
Mu Baishuang said lightly, "It's because this rule hasn't changed for ten thousand years that it needs to be changed now.
Don't take the rules so seriously. In the four Daluotian regions, who doesn't sweep the snow in front of their door?
The northern region's dao schools reigned supreme, and given their personality, they wouldn't care about anything other than the Exalted Divine Palace.
In the Western Region, the Brahman Sect and the Heavenly Treasure Buddha have been fighting for ten thousand years, and they are still fighting. Do you think they have time to care about this kind of thing?
The Eastern Region was vast and abundant in resources, while the Southern Region was narrow and cramped, with poor resources.
It's such a good environment, but your Eastern Region doesn't cherish it. Now, it's time for someone else! "
The Sword Sect of the World had never tried to hide anything. This was what they thought and what they wanted to do.
There was no grudge, only the future of the two territories and the future of the sect!
Fang Yinglong shouted and nine huge golden dragons condensed around his body. However, the nine golden dragons had traces of blood markings on their bodies.
The gathering of the nine dragons was like a battle formation. As the dragon roars erupted, a huge crack appeared in the entire Blessed Enclave.
"Linghu! Prepare to retreat! "
Fang Yinglong roared at Linghu Immortal Mountain as he prepared to flee.
He couldn't fight anymore.
The other party had already made up his mind to kill. This was also a trap. If he died, the war between the Eastern Region and the Southern Region would erupt at any moment!
"Retreat? You can't leave. "
Mu Baishuang's Green Dawn Sword Realm was withdrawn into his body. All the aura around him was condensed, and his longsword shone with a blinding light, as if the sun had descended.
A shadow bloomed around Mu Baishuang. It was eighty percent similar to him, but it was completely formed from sword aura.
That illusory figure stabbed out with his sword. Everything in the world was covered by this sword. The sky and earth were filled with sword Qi. In an instant, Fang Yinglong's nine dragons were shattered. The sword Qi replaced the laws of the world and completely filled up the cracks that Fang Yinglong had created.
One sword, seal the heavens!
"Sikong Jialuo, attack with all your might. Yan Beifeng, use your Bliss Demon Palace's secret technique to kill!"
Mu Baishuang's voice rang in the minds of Sikong Jialuo and Yan Beifeng as he sealed up the crack with his powerful sword aura.
Although the martial artists of the Southern Region often had disputes, at this moment, even the unruly and crazy Yan Beifeng chose to listen to Mu Baishuang's command.
Sikong Jialuo's strength surged, and his qi and blood surged. In an instant, he transformed into a demon god that was hundreds of feet tall. He punched at Linghu Immortal Mountain!
Sikong Jialuo's technique was very similar to Chu Xiu's Lawful Embodiment of Heaven and Earth, but they were not the same type of technique.
The Lawful Embodiment of Heaven and Earth absorbed the energy of heaven and earth around him to form the body of a demon god.
However, Sikong Jialuo's technique did not absorb energy. Instead, it exploded the power of his qi and blood to the extreme. It was also a mystique.
These two mystiques had their own advantages and disadvantages. The Lawful Embodiment of Heaven and Earth was stronger, but the power absorbed was not something he could control. If he was not careful, it could easily backfire on him.
Sikong Jialuo's technique used the power of his qi and blood, so it was easier to control. However, its upper limit was not as strong as the Lawful Embodiment of Heaven and Earth.
Taking advantage of Sikong Jialuo's attack, Yan Beifeng instantly escaped.
In the countless demon palaces behind him, the demon gods roared, but they all knelt on the ground in worship. In that instant, the sky collapsed, and the weather changed!
Kowtow of ten thousand demons!
Mystique! Mystique of the demonic path!
All the energy in the world was converted into surging demonic aura, which dissipated in the next instant.
No one was qualified to withstand the kowtow of ten thousand demons, unless it was the supreme demon lord. Fang Yinglong naturally could not do it!
At that instant, Fang Yinglong's expression changed.
He was an eighth Heavenly Layer Martial Immortal, but the gathering of the nine dragons and forcefully tearing apart the blessed land had exhausted all his energy.
He did not expect Mu Baishuang to be able to seal the sky with sword aura and forcefully seal the crack. This was even more difficult than tearing apart the world!
His remaining energy was not enough to withstand this attack. Even if he did not die, he would be heavily injured if he forced it.
At this time, what was the difference between being heavily injured and being killed?
Just as Fang Yinglong was at his wit's end and was about to unleash the last of his vital energy to forcefully resist, he suddenly discovered that someone had blocked his path. That person was actually Chu Xiu!
Even Lu Sanjin was shocked by Chu Xiu's action.
Although he had told Chu Xiu before that if Fang Yinglong died, the Imperial Sky Pavilion and even the entire eastern region would be in trouble, Chu Xiu had told Chu Xiu before that if Fang Yinglong died, the Imperial Sky Pavilion and even the entire eastern region would suffer.
However, the scene before them was a battle between Martial Immortals. They could not interfere at all. Chu Xiu's action was simply courting death. It was not worth it.
Only Lu Jiang He knew why Chu Xiu would make a move.
Because Chu Xiu was also afraid that the teeth would be interdependent without the lips. However, his teeth were not the Imperial Sky Pavilion, but the stronghold he established in the Southern Barbaric Land.
Once the southern region began to attack the eastern region, the direction of the other party's attack would definitely be the Southern Barbaric Land. At that time, could Chu Xiu's stronghold in the Southern Barbaric Land still be preserved?
Although Chu Xiu could choose to defect immediately and rely on the sects of the southern region, that was equivalent to handing over his wealth and future to others. This was the last thing Chu Xiu wanted to do.
Since he did not want to do these things, the only thing he could do was to help Fang Yinglong get through this crisis!
So far, among the Martial Cultivators that Chu Xiu had fought, the strongest were Xin Jialuo and Ancestor Blood River. Both of them were Half-step Martial Immortals and Ancestor Blood River was killed by him.
However, the strongest expert in the Martial Immortal realm was Yan Beifeng, who had reached the fifth Heaven of Martial Immortal realm. Even for Chu Xiu, it was extremely dangerous.
So, the instant Chu Xiu attacked, he had already unleashed his greatest power.
The power of the Blood Demon Transformation Technique was unleashed. Blood aura that soared into the sky suddenly erupted. Like a huge pillar of blood, it traversed the sky and pierced into the rules of power of the many experts.
"Old Lu!" Chu Xiu suddenly shouted.
Lu Jiang He understood what Chu Xiu meant. Although he was a bit unwilling, he still began to form hand seals at the fastest speed possible. He also used the Blood Demon Transformation Technique.
As both of them knew the Blood Demon Divine Technique, their powers could naturally complement each other.
After Lu Jiang He unleashed the Blood Demon Transformation Technique, a pillar of blood also shot out from his body. However, it connected with Chu Xiu's pillar of blood and poured its power into his body.
The ten thousand demons kowtowed in worship. By the time the power arrived before him, Chu Xiu's body had already been completely dyed the color of blood by the Blood Demon Transformation Art.
However, an extremely pure and magnificent Buddhist light appeared from the hand seals he formed. It was incomparably holy and dazzling.
A cross-shaped lotus appeared in his hand. In an instant, Buddhist light blossomed and Sanskrit descended!
Lotus Great Purification, Cross Great Redemption.
The appearance of the cross-shaped lotus collided with the Ten Thousand Demons Kowtowing. The Buddhist light and the demonic aura collided. The power of the two extremes surged in the air and exploded, transforming into a boundless storm!
"Sect Leader Fang! Hurry up and leave! "
Chu Xiu turned around and shouted at Fang Yinglong. There were even some faint cracks on his body.
He really couldn't hold on any longer. The power of Yan Beifeng's Ten Thousand Demons Kowtowing was stronger than he imagined. Even if he used the cross-shaped lotus that could restrain demonic arts, he still couldn't hold on for more than three breaths.
At this time, Fang Yinglong had no time to think about why Chu Xiu would help him. A mist of blood burst out from his body. As he formed a seal with his hand, a Soaring Heaven Pagoda that seemed to pierce through the sky appeared under his feet. It opened up a corner of the world and tore another crack in the blessed land.
"Retreat!"
As his voice fell, the people from Immortal Linghu Mountain immediately broke away from the battle and entered the crack. At the same time, Zhong Qiushui also waved his hand and fled with the people from Imperial Sky Pavilion.
Fang Yinglong waved his sleeve and a powerful Gang Qi spread out. He directly brought Chu Xiu and a group of High Heaven Sect disciples into the crack.
The next moment, the Soaring Heaven Pagoda dissipated, and the entire blessed land began to shake and crumble as if it was about to shatter.
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