She cried the whole world of comprehension

Chapter 729 Tragic (seeking a monthly ticket)

The sea of ​​blood was overwhelming, crushing everything tyrannically, and the entire realm began to collapse from the center of the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing this, everyone was horrified, their eyes were filled with blood, and the demons around them screamed and exploded one after another. The severely injured cultivator's body was cracked with bloodstains.

"Red Sun Sect, back off!"

Without hesitation, Ye Tianlang struck out the copper ring of Suzaku with blood-stained hands, and forced the domain to protect the surrounding monks when the ring was about to collapse.

"Be careful, bell!"

Pei Shengyue pulled Jiang Ling'er away, waved out a tiger talisman, and the white tiger roared into the sky.

The monks in the Arctic Palace frowned, their fingertips were stained with blood, and they swept the strings wildly to arouse dense sound waves.

The female cultivator of the Feng family scratched the center of her eyebrows, her essence and blood turned into ink, and her pen filled all directions.

Two young boys from the Wu family clashed with their axes, brilliant sparks were created, the Luofu sword was neatly repaired, the long sword crossed the palm, and the sword formation reached the sky!

"Senior Sister Wu'an!"

Zhuge Zigan protects Mo Baichun in his arms, and everyone joins forces, the surrounding Yanjia machines vibrate, and instantly turn into a big steel bowl, and buckle down.

"Ghost King help me!"

Regardless of the fragility of the ghost's body, the cicada spirit sacrificed it, and the ghost king of the ghosts fought against the sea of ​​blood.

"Amitabha……"

With the sound of the Buddha's name, the Vajra Dharma suddenly shines brightly.

Zhuo Qingfeng and Xie Jingshan clashed their swords, using the wind-chasing sword intent to melt a mighty sea of ​​blood.

Jiang Yuebai played out the flower basket, Lu Nanzhi grabbed the fish sword pendant, the water of the Nether Sea Domain poured back, and the seabed of the Hundred Flowers Domain bloomed one by one, stretching for hundreds of miles!
Shi Yuming stood in the middle of the crowd, with the iron rod stuck on the ground, his arms trembled, and the sound was like a bell.

"Wuyue Town Mountains and Rivers!"

boom!
The Five Sacred Mountains rose from the ground and collided fiercely with the bloody waves. Under the surging bloody waves, all kinds of lights bloomed from all directions one by one, reaching the sky with momentum and being extremely bright.

However, the blood wave was violent and domineering, the five mountains collapsed, Shi Yuming vomited blood and retreated, his whole body was cracked.

Ye Tianlang's Suzaku copper ring shattered and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

"Shengyue!"

Pei Shengyue was swallowed by the blood wave together with Baihu Faxiang, Jiang Linger screamed and rushed forward without hesitation.

The screams were accompanied by roars one after another, and everything was mercilessly submerged by the waves of blood until everything subsided naturally.

The blood wave receded slowly, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

The wind was blowing, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt blood. The survivors climbed up from the ruins, caressed their bodies in a daze and panic, their faces were covered in blood, and scanned the scarred land, and a little bit of broken spell barriers.

The place was scorched black with fire everywhere, and the originally crowded hillside suddenly became empty.

"Senior Brother Ye! Come, where is Jiang's man, come and save him!"

The surviving monk of the Chiri Sect hugged Ye Tianlang's scorched body, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the blood overflowing from his body. Beside him was the completely broken Suzaku copper ring.

Except for him, the remaining four monks of the Scarlet Sun Sect are all fine.

"Jingle! Jingle—"

Pei Shengyue's mournful cry was suddenly heard not far away. Her hair was disheveled and her body was dirty. She was kneeling on the ground facing the broken apricot blossom branches, but there was no trace of Jiang Ling'er.

She still remembered that at the last moment when she was engulfed by the blood wave, it was Jiang Ling'er who used the secret method of teleportation to change her position, directly replaced her, and died for her.

The surviving disciples of Jin Lanzong and Jiang's family collapsed on the ground, covering their faces and weeping bitterly.

There were mournful cries from the Arctic Palace, the Feng family, and the Wu family. In the Zhuge family's camp, only half of the big upside-down bowl made of steel was left in tatters.

Zhuge Ziying frantically searched for the cicada spirit in the ruins, but couldn't find it, so he could only angrily slap the pieces of Yanjia in the ruins.

Mo Baichun broke free from Zhuge Zigan's arms, saw that his back was bloody and bloody, the scars were deep enough to show his bones, his blood was as cold as hers, her eyes were red, she couldn't say anything, but she was afraid of trembling, after feeding him the elixir, Angry and distressed, he beat Zhuge Zigan's arm.

Zhuge Zigan had a pale face, still smiling lightly, and wiped away Mo Baichun's tears with his blood-stained hands.

Most of the sword cultivators of the Luofu Sword Sect died, and the three monks in the Vajra Terrace protected more than a dozen people, who were seriously injured.

The members of Guiyuan Sword Sect and Xie Jingshan were protected by Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi's domain. Except for the damage to the flower basket and the pendant, everyone lived in peace.

But when Jiang Yuebai put away the domain and looked for Shi Yuming, he only saw his iron rod stuck in the scorched earth, surrounded by people who were still in shock and survived by luck.

Although he knew that it might all be fake, Jiang Yuebai still had a sore nose when he saw this scene for real. He tilted his head and couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He couldn't stop thinking in his heart, why must there be a war?
Lu Nanzhi also had a sad face. He raised his hand and patted Jiang Yuebai's shoulder. He didn't know what he was thinking. Looking at the bloody devilish energy left on the ground, his eyes gradually deepened.

Xie Jingshan walked over, pulled up Shi Yuming's iron rod, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and tilted his head, trying to endure the grief.

When he opened his eyes again, Xie Jingshan had a more determined look in his eyes, and the idea of ​​helping the world with swords and ending the war in his heart became stronger.

Jiang Yuebai let go of his consciousness and scanned the surroundings, and the demons were all wiped out. Although the casualties were heavy, they were not as tragic as Jiang Yuebai expected.

Everywhere in the crowd, there were strange monks covered in dirt, who used all kinds of strange objects to form protection, and saved many people.

When Jiang Yuebai saw one of the men with a crooked neck who was carrying a big iron pot on his back, he suddenly realized.

It's from Ruyimen!

They haven't appeared before, could it be... trying to dig a tunnel underground to escape?

Ruyimen is proficient in various miscellaneous studies, especially the Qimen Dunjia technique.

Rumble!
The world suddenly shook violently, and everyone staggered. Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi supported each other's arms to stand still.

click!Kaka!

There were bursts of heart-pounding crashing sounds from the feet and the top of the head at the same time. Everyone looked up in horror and saw that the sky red with blood and fire was rapidly collapsing, covered with blood-colored cracks like spider webs.

The remaining trees in the forest were swaying to and fro, turning over like an earth dragon, the earth was torn apart, and the void storm was suddenly fierce. Some people were caught off guard and fell into the abyss and rift, and were cut into pieces by the void storm in an instant.

"This world is going to be shattered!"

Someone exclaimed, there was an uproar, and everyone was at a loss and could only panic in place.

Jiang Yuebai narrowed her eyes slightly, and after seeing the cracks in the sky and the earth, there were runes of light and shadows flickering, like a fishing net, wrapping the shattering glass ball, keeping it 'original' for the time being.

"The protective array is still there, we still have time!"

Pei Shengyue walked out of grief, with a broken apricot branch in her arms, tear-stained face, stood up and said loudly to everyone on the hillside.

At the same time, black mist rolled out again from the cracks in the earth and the sky, and the demons made a comeback.

In the blink of an eye, the billowing magic mist boiled like a sea, and the encircling circle was about to close again.

Everyone knows that the fight can no longer continue, and they must find a way to escape from this world.

Many people sacrificed Poyun Chong, trying to rush out of the cracks in the void everywhere, but the large array of rays of light in the realm shone, and those people's Poyun Chong was blown away.

The large formation of the realm has been activated, while protecting this realm from being destroyed, it also traps them in it.

Pei Shengyue suddenly looked to the southwest, which was a gap in the Demon Clan's encirclement, and it was also the direction where the Demon Clan had the fewest troops at the moment.

Jiang Yuebai didn't know what basis Pei Shengyue had, so she raised her arms and shouted.

"Everyone, follow me and kill!"

"and many more!"

Jiang Yuebai intended to make a sound to stop her, but Pei Shengyue had already led Chirizong and Jiang's people to quickly break through the encirclement.

Compared to her little-known person, Jin Lanzong Pei Shengyue has long been famous in the upper world, and most of the surviving monks trust her and follow her to break through.

This includes the Chiri Sect with Ye Tianlang, the North Pole Palace, the Feng family and the Wu family.

The situation was urgent, and Jiang Yuebai and the others couldn't pull everyone to explain it. The demon army had regrouped and killed them.

Jiang Yuebai saw that there were people from Zhuge's family supporting each other, and the five members of Guiyuan Jianzong who were leading the three seriously injured monks on the Vajra Terrace, all of them looked at her with trusting eyes.

The Ruyimen male cultivator with a crooked neck also stayed in place with the other Ruyimen monks, looking at Pei Shengyue and the others, and then at Jiang Yuebai, his fingers kept pinching something.

There are some scattered monks around, all survivors who were protected in the domain by Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi just now. They are grateful to Jiang Yuebai and willing to protect her for a while.

Among them are Chu Xin who has recognized Jiang Yuebai, and Xingchou who has not recognized Jiang Yuebai.

Under the eyes of nearly 200 people, Jiang Yuebai clenched his fists tightly and felt heavy in his heart. It was the first time since his practice that he felt the pressure and restraint of not being able to make a wrong step.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yuebai withdrew his gaze and turned his head to the northeast.

"Come with me!"

(End of this chapter)