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Chapter 701

Words:1971Update:22/07/10 11:05:58

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On an unknown planet, the inner demon panted as it looked at Yang Xuan, who was not much better than it, and said with difficulty, "Is it useful? You and I have exchanged nine moves, and this planet has almost been destroyed, but we still can't determine the winner. "

Yang Xuan, who was bleeding profusely, first used his spiritual energy to heal his injuries, then said calmly, "Do you still remember what I asked you at the beginning?"

"What?" The inner demon was stunned. Then, it seemed to have thought of something and asked in confusion, "The realm after the Void Refinement realm?"

"That's right!" Yang Xuan's fingers trembled slightly, and he said, "After the Void Refinement realm, it's called fusion. The primordial spirit and the body are completely merged into one, and there's no longer any distinction between them. It's called fusion."

The inner demon's eyes were filled with disbelief. "Fusion? You want to devour me? "

"No, not devour, fusion." Yang Xuan's fingers trembled even more, and he continued, "And it's not you, it's the primordial spirit."

"What's the difference?" The inner demon sneered. "I'm the primordial spirit."

"No, you're not!" Yang Xuan slowly stretched out his finger, and there was a faint cold air flowing on it. "You're just a wisp of my inner demon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, cold air filled the sky.

Golden light flowed, and the Xuanyuan Sword once again turned into golden light that filled the sky. The inner demon's voice was transmitted through the golden light. "So, if I devour you, I can also enter fusion?"

"That's right!" Yang Xuan's cold voice spread, and the cold air was like a mountain and spread like the sea.

"In that case, you and I will rely on our own abilities." The inner demon held a wisp of golden light in its hand, and it looked like a god descending to the mortal world.

In the next second, the cold air and the golden light intertwined.



In the East Sea, Li Na looked at the huge wound on her arm, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Why are you smiling?" A cultivator from the Blue Cloud Sect who was fighting her asked curiously.

The battle had lasted for three days and three nights. During these three days and three nights, the seemingly weak woman in front of him had gained his greatest respect.

It was respect for an opponent of the same level.

"Nothing, I just thought of someone. If it wasn't for him, I'd probably be dead by now," Li Na said indifferently. As she spread her wings, the long saber in her hand slashed forward again.

Crack!

A white streak of light flashed across the night sky, heading straight for the cultivator.

The cultivator formed a sword seal with his hand and a flying sword flew out from behind him, bringing with it a purple radiance.

On the surface of the East Sea, there were exploding flames everywhere. There were corpses of Alliance soldiers and Penglai cultivators everywhere.

The battle had continued until now, and both sides had suffered heavy casualties.

No one would have thought that the battle would be so tragic. Even the instigators of this war, Yang Xuan and the Inner Demon, would not have imagined such a scene.

The first batch of the Eastern Sea Fleet had been completely annihilated. Even the second and third batches were almost completely wiped out.

Black Shadow Squad, Wild Wolves, and even War Bears and Fierce Tigers who rushed over from behind had lost more than half of their members.

The situation on Penglai was not optimistic either. The Eagle Tribe had long been depleted. The Tiger Tribe and the Flood Dragon Tribe that entered the battle later also suffered heavy losses.

Fortunately, Mo Ling and Yunhua had spent a long time integrating and training the Qi cultivators of Penglai. Plus, the Inner Demon was unparalleled. Otherwise, the cultivators of Penglai who were used to freedom might not have been able to continue fighting.

Asura's face was full of anxiety. He said anxiously, "Immortal Empress, we can't continue fighting like this. We've lost too many people. All the tribes have suffered losses. The people below are very emotional."

Mo Lingyun looked at him indifferently and said slowly, "It seems that Penglai has been idle for too long. They're emotional now that a few people have died? Who's emotional? Say it! "

Asura was stunned. He quickly lowered his stance and said, "Immortal Empress, I mean, why don't we retreat first and reorganize ourselves before planning the next step of the attack?"

Mo Lingyun said coldly, "Those mortals can hold on. We call ourselves immortals. Are we inferior to some mortals?"

Asura was speechless. It made sense. The cultivators of Penglai had died a lot, but the mortals had died even more. The ratio was almost ten to one.

They did not retreat. As immortals, should the cultivators of Penglai retreat?

Thinking of this, Asura did not insist. He only asked, "Immortal Empress, what should we do next?"

"Send the four guards of the Immortal Sect. Let them see blood," Mo Lingyun said coldly.

The so-called four guards of the Immortal Sect were Qi Practitioners that Mo Lingyun had specially selected from many cultivators. Their average cultivation was at the Golden Core Realm, and their leaders were at the Nascent Soul Realm. Each guard had three thousand people, and the four guards had more than ten thousand people in total. They were very powerful.

Moreover, the four guards had battle formations personally passed down by Immortal Emperor Bai Qi. When they worked together, they could unleash even more powerful battle strength.

After Asura left, Mo Lingyun slowly raised her head and looked at the night sky.

The night was deep. A galaxy stretched across the sky. It was magnificent and mysterious.

The starlight shone on her face, making her beautiful face look even more beautiful.

After a while, she said coldly to herself, "Don't die. You haven't fulfilled your promise to me."

While Mo Lingyun and Asura were talking, the old man at the back had not slept for three days.

If it were not for the advanced technology that allowed people to quickly recover their energy and the Genetic Evolution Fluid, it was hard to say whether he could hold on.

He stared at the big screen and said in a deep voice, "Report the situation!"

"There are not many soldiers left in the first batch. The third and second fleets have been wiped out. The Black Eagles have disappeared. There are only a few Wild Wolves left. Although War Bear and Fierce Tiger can still fight, they won't be able to hold on for long." The staff member's voice became lower and lower. In the end, he was already choking with sobs.

The command hall was filled with sobs. These were all fresh lives.

"Send out the first fleet." The old man was silent for a while. Then he shouted, "At the same time, transfer all the soldiers of the eastern military region here. Prepare for battle."

"Huh?" The person next to him was stunned. He said anxiously, "But the first fleet has to protect this place."

"We've already finished fighting. What's there to protect?" The old man glared at him. His voice was like thunder. "Our soldiers need supplies. Our crystal armors need energy. If we don't send out the fleet, they'll all be finished."

"Yes!" The person shivered. He did not dare to say anything else. He turned around and hurriedly passed down the order.

An old man with dark circles around his eyes walked over and said, "It's not the worst situation yet. We can still hold on."

The old man sighed and said, "The crystal armors are not perpetual. They need to be replenished with energy. I'm afraid that the enemy has already discovered this secret. That's why they're surrounding the fleet."

"If we can't, we can only activate long-distance energy transmission. But if we do that, our energy reserves will be severely depleted. I'm afraid that we won't be able to hold on for long."

"If we can't, this is the only way. We can't just watch the enemy invade our territory. So, even if we have to use up the last drop of energy, we have to fight to the last person. We have to drag them to the East Sea."

The person who came later nodded and did not say anything else.

The old man suddenly sighed. His eyes fell on a certain place. He murmured, "I wonder how he's doing over there. The key to this war is still on his side. "

"Maybe, he has already defeated the enemy and is returning. Who knows?" The person who came later said softly. His voice was full of hope.

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