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Home > Fantasy > The Legend of Futian > Chapter 1019

Chapter 1019

Words:2669Update:22/06/20 03:58:04

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Xihua Sacred Mountain was shrouded in an atmosphere of despair. The Saint had abandoned the mountain to escape, and the Holy Zhi Palace had surrounded the mountain. It was truly a dead end.

One figure after another rose into the air. What that person had said was right. There were only two paths before them now. One was to stay and wait for the enemy to attack Xihua Sacred Mountain. With the help of the great matrix in Xihua Sacred Mountain, they would be able to exert more power and perhaps kill more of the enemy. However, the ending would not change. They would all perish on Xihua Sacred Mountain.

The second path was to kill their way out before Ye Futian and the others arrived and escape.

Obviously, the second path was more or less a chance of survival. For them, killing a few more cultivators from the Holy Zhi Palace was meaningless.

The army gathered in formation. Even if they were prepared to escape, they had to do it with all their might to have a chance. Otherwise, they would all die in a state of disunity. There was no chance of survival.

As if sensing the movement of Xihua Sacred Mountain, there was pressure from above. Demonic aura swept through the sky, and huge demonic beasts guarded the sky above, preventing them from breaking through.

Not only that, but the other four sides of Xihua Sacred Mountain were also surrounded. At this time, they continued to rise into the air, appearing diagonally above. Once the people of Xihua Sacred Mountain chose to break through, they would be able to form an encirclement in an instant.

In front of these four directions were the cultivators led by Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng's combat power in the battle at the Holy Zhi Palace had left a lingering fear in their hearts. This path was very dangerous.

The other three paths were guarded by Yuan Hong's Heavenly Battle Matrix, which was guarded by cultivators who were more adept at martial arts fighting.

After many Sacred Wars, Yuan Hong's personal strength was far from what it had been in the past. His combat power was getting stronger and stronger, enough to be ranked on the Sage Ranking of the Nine States.

In addition to Yuan Hong, there was also the battle matrix led by Yun Shang of the Ice Temple. They were adept at control, and with the great offensive power of the Heavenly Battle Matrix, no one could stop them.

The Sword Saint was also guarding an area, leading a group of cultivators. Zhuge Qingfeng, You Chi, and other cultivators were in this army. The Sword Saint's cultivation was now close to that of an upper-level Sage. With the demonic blade's amplification, his strength was even more frightening. With the assistance of Zhuge Qingfeng and You Chi, he was naturally able to guard an area.

The last direction was where Yang Xiao and Gu Dongliu, who were ranked on the Sage Ranking, stood guard. They were equally as powerful. Those who had experienced the battle at the Holy Zhi Palace knew how Liu Zong had died. Gu Dongliu and Bai Luli of Jixia Holy Palace had used Yang Xiao's battle matrix to kill Liu Zong. Gu Dongliu was now a mid-level Sage, which made the people of Xihua Sacred Mountain uncertain.

Each of the four directions seemed to have been completely sealed off. Which direction was the weakest?

Back in the day, the Holy Zhi Palace did not have many people who could really fight. Qin Zhuang and the other nine were the best at killing. But now, the people of the Holy Zhi Palace who had been at a lower level had all risen. Yu Sheng and Gu Dongliu were people who could truly hold their own and guard an area. Even if Ye Futian and Qin Zhuang were not there, they could still firmly suppress Xihua Sacred Mountain.

It had been less than ten years since the Nine State Forum of Xihua Sacred Mountain, and the world had been turned upside down. Back then, none of the holy lands of the Nine States had looked up to the cultivators of the Barren State.

"Get into formation and prepare for battle," someone said. Suddenly, above Xihua Sacred Mountain, the mighty army gathered into a matrix, and a tyrannical pressure swept through the sacred mountain. The cultivators of Huatian City in the distance saw this scene and felt their hearts tremble.

Xihua Sacred Mountain was surrounded and forced into a desperate situation.

"Follow me," the cultivator said loudly. As his voice fell, he suddenly stepped in one direction. It was the position of Xihua Sacred Mountain, where Yu Sheng and the others were. They had chosen to break through from the front, and all of them were in this direction. This way, there was a chance that they could open up a gap in a short time.

Their goal was not to fight, but to kill their way out and escape.

Gathering all their forces to attack where Yu Sheng and the others were, naturally, the best choice.

Although Yu Sheng was strong, he was only strong individually.

The army collapsed, and a suffocating pressure swept in the direction where Yu Sheng and the others were. The cultivators in the other three major directions all stepped forward and headed in that direction.

Yu Sheng's cold eyes swept over the mighty army. His eyes turned into demonic eyes, glowing with blood-red light. A monstrous demonic might swept out, and the dark golden demonic light darkened the sky. The demonic might covered the sky, and his body became huge, turning into a demon. Wherever his eyes passed, the cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain trembled. What a pair of terrifying demonic eyes.

The Axe of Judgment appeared in his hand, and demonic might poured into it, causing the Axe of Judgment to release dark demonic light, as if it had turned into a demonic battle axe.

After demonizing, Yu Sheng's aura was close to that of a top Sage Plane.

Behind Yu Sheng, terrifying figures of demon gods suddenly appeared. It was 108 demon gods, looking down on all living things in the world. Dark golden armor surrounded Yu Sheng's body, like the armor of the demon god. Huge and boundless demon wings appeared, flapping in the void.

The scene was too dazzling, and it was frightening. The cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain somewhat regretted breaking out from where Yu Sheng was.

Douzhan took a look at Yu Sheng. After breaking through to the Sage Plane, Yu Sheng had become even more powerful. He had directly used a secret method to activate the strongest demonic art, and he had also integrated the arts of Buddhism into his demonic art, directly releasing his strongest battle form. He wanted to make it so that no one from Xihua Sacred Mountain could escape.

Presumably, that battle back then had not only greatly stimulated Ye Futian, but also Yu Sheng.

Douzhan then looked behind Yu Sheng. There was a battle matrix there, with Huang Jiuge at the center. At this time, he had gathered the power of everyone, allowing his own power to rise to the top of the Sage Plane. The mighty Renhuang will bloomed, and golden light rose, dazzling beyond compare.

The Renhuang Bow, which had been integrated into the imperial implement, appeared. He pulled the bowstring, and suddenly, with his body as the center, thousands of phantom arrows appeared, swallowing the power to penetrate everything, locking down many of the cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain.

Huang Jiuge was the same. Why had the seven holy lands surrounded the Holy Zhi Palace?

The lineage of Renhuang.

Ye Futian had once said that if he could not protect Huang Jiuge, he would not be qualified to protect the Holy Zhi Palace. Although that was the case, the price was too high.

One Renhuang relic, one battle in the Holy Zhi Palace, was enough for him to put his life in Ye Futian's hands.

"Boom." Yu Sheng, who was like a demon god, stepped out. The demon wings flapped, and he descended in front of the rushing crowd, charging straight into the army of Xihua Sacred Mountain with his own power.

"Kill!" The cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain roared, and suddenly, countless attacks were launched at Yu Sheng. The destructive pressure seemed to be able to destroy everything. Even the people of the Holy Zhi Palace who saw the scene shuddered, sweating on Yu Sheng's behalf.

However, Yu Sheng seemed to feel nothing. The Battleaxe of Judgment came down from the sky, and the sky was split open. Giant mountains that came at him were shattered, split in the middle. The Battleaxe of Judgment was unstoppable, and as it came down, a beam of dark demonic light appeared from the sky.

In an instant, the battle matrix in front of him collapsed. Countless cultivators were split apart by the ax, and blood dyed the sky red. However, there were countless attacks coming from the side, blasting on Yu Sheng's demon-like body. 108 demonic shadows gathered demonic power to protect him, and Yu Sheng's body did not take a single step back.

He swung the Battleaxe of Judgment in his hand, and as the axe fell, another straight beam of dark demonic light swept out. This time, the attack range was even wider.

The cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain gathered their strongest defensive power to resist, but the battle matrix still collapsed.

One man held the pass, and ten thousand could not get through.

"Let's go." The mighty army tried to escape in different directions, but many felt that they were being locked on. In the next moment, the Renhuang bow shot a dazzling arrow, piercing through the air.

Pfft! A figure's head was pierced by a golden arrow and exploded. After that, the same scene happened in many places, and they were all archmages.

The cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain did not care about the battle matrix anymore. At this time, if they could escape, they would, and they tried to break out of the encirclement at all costs. They could not afford to waste time, and soon, the other three armies would come.

After Yu Sheng swung the axe again, his body rose into the air. Above the sky, the power of destruction gathered into a demonic halberd, seemingly endless.

"Kill!" Yu Sheng shouted, and endless demonic halberds fell from the sky, wanting to completely seal off the area, but there were still some who rushed out, trying to escape.

One of the top sages was extremely fast, and he was skilled in the rules of wind, like a hurricane.

However, at this moment, a similar gust of wind swept over. He raised his head and saw an incomparably huge eagle rushing towards him. Although it was an eagle, it was even more terrifying than a Peng. Its claws and wings were all a faint black gold color.

The top sage stirred up a terrible hurricane storm, attacking the Black Wind Condor. However, there was a look of contempt in the condor's eyes. Its claws smashed down, and the hurricane storm was penetrated, and the air seemed to be torn apart.

With a loud crack, the cultivator's body was torn apart, and the Black Wind Condor flung him away with its claws. Its wings flapped, and it went to hunt down the cultivators who tried to break out of the encirclement.

This short period of time was enough for the cultivators from the other three directions to come. The Sword Saint's blade slashed from behind, Yuan Hong's Infinite Ruler came down from the sky, and the light of the Nine Words surrounded them. The nine words fell from the sky, killing everything.

Other than that, they also left many cultivators to guard the other three directions, to prevent the cunning of the other side from taking the opportunity to break out of the encirclement.

There were indeed many in Xihua Sacred Mountain who had such thoughts. They had been waiting for an opportunity after seeing the army charge out. However, when they saw that there were mighty ones standing guard in all three directions, and when they looked at the battlefield, it was a one-sided massacre.

The cultivators of Xihua Sacred Mountain only wanted to escape, and they had no strong will to fight. Moreover, several top figures had died in battle before, and now, how could they stop the Holy Zhi Palace's momentum? Their only thought was to escape, but it seemed that the Holy Zhi Palace did not want to let any of them go.

Outside Xihua Sacred Mountain, some cultivators from Huatian City watched the battlefield from afar. Seeing that no one was able to break out of the encirclement, they all felt very emotional.

Xihua Sacred Mountain, the holy land of the Eastern State, was about to become history!

PS: Today is the second update, and the monthly tickets will arrive in a little more than 100. I should be able to get there by night. Keep writing!

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