I'll go. "
A heavily injured Quasi-emperor of the Sky Demon Race led dozens of his personal guards and charged away without hesitation.
"You guys leave."
The Quasi-emperor roared angrily before he fell into the formation.
Gu Tieyi knew that this was not the time to be soft-hearted. He did not say a word as he urged Shen Jia and the other young Skyfiends to flee into the distance in a frenzy.
This chase had lasted for dozens of days.
The Solitary Sword Sect, one of the top three Immortal Dao Sects of the Immortal World's Thirty-Six Tribes, was responsible for hunting down, exterminating, and conquering the forces of the Heavendevil Horde.
The Solitary Sword Sect's heritage was no less than that of the Dongxuan Immortal Sect.
According to the information sent back by the Darkblood Demon Immortal, the division of labor among the thirty-six divisions of the Immortal World was extremely reasonable.
The more powerful a chaosworld faction was, the more powerful the immortal dao they would face.
As for the Heaven-Devil Tribe, one of the three great Tribes in the world, they hadn't been able to hold out for very long against the Solitary Sword Sect before being completely exterminated. The main cities of several of the Tribe's branches had fallen, and the subsidiary cities had been razed to the ground.
Blood flowed like a river.
Corpses piled up like a mountain.
Blood flowed like rivers.
When Shen Jia, Wang Baixiang, and the others returned to the Sky Demons' territory from the Land of Immortal Ascension, the war was already nearing its end.
The Martial Emperors of the Sky Demon Race were heavily targeted and almost none of them managed to escape.
They would either die in battle or be captured.
Countless quasi-Emperors died or were injured.
Gu Tieyi was the only one who managed to escape with less than a hundred thousand Sky Demon elites under the cover of his comrades who risked their lives.
The Solitary Sword Sect's pursuit was frenzied, vicious, and cruel.
After meeting up with Shen Jia and the others, the hundred thousand Skyfiends fled.
In just five days, there were less than 10,000 left.
Along the way, whenever they encountered pursuers, there would be Skyfiend powerhouses who would take the initiative to turn around and fight, buying time for others.
As of tonight, the only Quasi-emperor experts left were Gu Tieyi and Shen Jia.
The other survivors were the best of the Heavenly Devil Race. They had the best aptitude and were the youngest, but their strength was not considered to be at the peak. They were the true elites.
That was because the true top experts were all marked on the Solitary Sword Sect's list of targets, and could not escape.
In the past, these Skyfiends were nurtured as the future backbone of the clan.
And today, in the face of a great calamity, it was also a priority to be protected and preserved.
As long as these people survived, there would be hope for the Heavenly Devil Clan's future rise.
After fleeing in the middle of the night, the number of pursuers gradually decreased.
Only then did everyone have the time to catch their breath.
However, who knew that in less than the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the figure of the Heaven-breaking Warrior appeared in the distant sky.
With a determined expression, Gu Tieyi stood up.
"Little Jia, take everyone to the human race and look for Li Mu."
He patted Shen Jia on the shoulder, and without another word, shot up into the air, transforming into a beam of light that shot toward the Solitary Sword Sect's Heaven-breakers.
Shen Jia wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
He felt as if a knife was being twisted in his heart.
Wang Baixiang and Gu Tieyi were the most outstanding and outstanding Heaven's pridelings of the younger generation of the Heavenly Devil Clan. After experiencing the tempering of the Sacred War in the Land of Immortal Ascension, they could have blossomed with endless brilliance in the near future, and become the youngest Martial Emperor of the Heavenly Devil Clan, illustrious rulers of an era.
This was especially so for Gu Tieyi. After abandoning the fetters of his body and passing on his mantle to Shen Jia, he was reborn from the ashes, and his cultivation and battle strength were even greater than before.
Whether it was talent, cultivation, or intelligence, these two people were the top experts below the Martial Emperor realm.
Moreover, Shen Jia had the deepest personal friendship with these two Quasi-emperors.
Now, Shen Jia could only watch helplessly as such a good man of the Divine Race, such a wise predecessor, such a friend and teacher, for the sake of the continuation of the race, used such a tragic and suicidal method to buy time for others.
Every expert of the Heavenly Devil Clan was well aware of this.
As they fled, if they turned around and returned to fight, they would definitely die.
"Go!"
Shen Jia roared angrily.
The other experts of the Heavenly Devil Clan also had tears in their eyes.
They stealthily fled to a farther place.
And Gu Tieyi, after relying on a broken immortal weapon that Shen Jia had given him to kill two Heaven-breaking power warriors, turned around and fled in the opposite direction.
The pursuers of the Solitary Sword Sect, a large number of Heaven-breaking power warriors and Immortal slaves were all alarmed and chased after Gu Tieyi.
…
"Young Emperor, please ascend the throne immediately."
A divine general of the Ape Clan knelt in front of Yuan Hou.
The other generals of the Ape Clan also knelt on the ground.
They had finally escaped from the territory of the Ape Clan, but they had suffered heavy losses.
The ape was covered in injuries, and golden blood was overflowing, dyeing the armor on his body like it was gilded gold.
He held a golden long staff in his hand, looking at the army of about two thousand people of the Ape Clan in front of him.
Finally, they had completely shaken off the pursuit.
For the time being, they could take a breather.
The army of two thousand people in front of them was the last hope of the Ape Clan.
The Immortal Way was ruthless.
This sentence was once a joke that countless Demon Race creatures used to cultivate and pursue the Immortal Way.
But now, for the first time, it was displayed in such a painful and cruel way in front of the Ape Clan, which broke the hearts of every surviving expert of the Ape Clan.
"From today on, I am the emperor of the Ape Clan."
Yuan Hou roared to the sky.
Facing the two thousand desperate, angry, and resolute eyes, Yuan Hou seemed to suddenly understand what his master Li Mu once said to him.
Li Mu said, "These apes are your compatriots.
They are your comrades. "
"The same blood as yours flows in their bodies."
"One day, you will agree with them."
"You will be willing to fight for them."
"Just like you used to be willing to fight for me and die for me."
Now, Yuan Hou finally experienced the weight of those words.
It was an unforgettable experience.
He understood it deeply.
Therefore, he was willing to ascend the throne and be crowned.
The emperor of the Ape Clan, the High Priest, the Four Divine Generals, and the Five Elements Generals had all died in battle, so that the nearly two thousand elite troops could survive.
"If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight."
Yuan Hou's eyes swept over the most loyal and outstanding warriors of the Ape Clan, and his expression gradually became firm.
From today on, he would bear the unfulfilled responsibility of these predecessors.
"Let's go to the Human Clan to find my former master."
Yuan Hou said.
In the most desperate time, there was still a ray of dawn on the horizon, shining in the heart of every rebel.
This ray of light was called Li Mu.
…
…
In Taixuan Academy.
In the main hall.
"Don't worry, my husband. I've really recovered."
Hua Xiangrong's face was a little pale. She held Li Mu's hand and comforted him with endless tenderness.
Old Fish cured Hua Xiangrong.
This was actually reasonable.
Because in order to force Li Mu to find a way to get the devil broadsword, the Dark-blood Demon Immortal made Hua Xiangrong fall into a deep sleep with the power of the Fallen Immortal. At that time, the Dark-blood Demon Immortal was still playing the role of the old man and had two faces. He didn't want to fall out with Li Mu for the time being, so he left some leeway.
Now that Old Fish could even defeat the Banished Immortal, he could also remove the power of the Fallen Immortal from Hua Xiangrong's body.
However, saving was always more difficult than killing.
In addition, Hua Xiangrong had been sleeping for many days, so after she woke up, she didn't look too good. Even with Hua Xiangrong's physique, she needed a period of rest to fully recover.
Li Mu held Hua Xiangrong's hand. After some examination, he was relieved.
Indeed, except for physical weakness, there were no other symptoms.
Next, it was time to get to the point.
Li Mu stared at the old faker and said, "How can your cultivation be so strong?"
The old faker smiled shyly and said, "I practiced."
"You …"
"Can't you say something reasonable?"
Li Mu stared at the old faker and gritted his teeth. "When I was besieged in the main city of the Thunder and Fire Department in Huining City, you fought with the Thunder Ancestor for such a long time. But today, you can resolve the attack of the Banished Immortal … To tell you the truth, old guy, did you deliberately not work hard at that time and waited for me to be killed by the Thunder Ancestor Mountain?"
The old faker hurriedly said, "How is it possible? How can the Thunder Ancestor Mountain threaten your life? At most, you will be seriously injured. How can you die so easily?"
After that, seeing that Li Mu was still angry, the old faker added, "Besides, my strength is amazing. I am invincible. At that time, I didn't kill the people in the Thunder Ancestor Mountain just to use them to sharpen you. You should know that the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of a precious sword is sharpened through sharpening."
"Oh."
"You swindling swindler, you can even recite poems."
Li Mu continued to kill him with his eyes.
The old faker rubbed his face and said, "Well, then I'll tell you the truth. In fact, my cultivation has been improved recently. The Immortal Advance Department opened the domain gate and let the aura of the Immortal Realm overflow into the Chaotic World, so that I could capture the aura of the Immortal Realm and improve my cultivation."
Li Mu nodded.
This answer was barely believable.
No wonder before, no matter how tense the situation was, he did not take action. He was probably using the aura of the Immortal Realm to improve his cultivation and had no time to take action.
For this question, Li Mu did not want to get to the bottom of it.
His focus changed to another question.
"What is the limit of the tactical deployment of the academy?"
Li Mu asked.
The old faker counted with his fingers and said, "When the immortals attack, they can block three attacks. Under the immortals, any attack can be safe and sound."
Li Mu nodded.
It was roughly the same as his own judgment.
In a lower world like the Chaotic World, it was already shocking to have such a tactical deployment. At least it could guarantee the safety of Taixuan Academy for the time being.
"By the way, is there any contact with the other holy lands, the Military Headquarters, and Ning City?" Li Mu was most concerned about this question.
The old faker said, "I know what you are thinking. Don't count on luck. Now, it is only a matter of time before the whole Chaotic World falls."
Li Mu's heart sank.
Although he had some psychological preparation, hearing such words from the mouth of the old faker still made him feel disappointed.
"When you were on Earth, you learned the modern history of the world. In the history of the great voyage and colonization, how long could those natives and aborigines resist guns and cannons?" The old faker asked Li Mu.
Countless words and information flashed in Li Mu's mind, as well as various movies and TV works about that period of history.
When a large number of natives in Australia and America faced the strong ships and cannons of the West, their final fate was complete genocide. Countless tribes and small kingdoms disappeared from history, leaving only some broken bricks and tiles.
Now, facing the invasion of the Immortal Realm, the Chaotic World would also face the same fate?
The old faker sighed and said, "In fact, for this world-ending immortal tribulation, the master of the Taoist Palace, Sword King, and other sages standing at the top of this world have long been aware of it and have prepared for it."
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