Longevity, starting from raising chickens

On the west bank of Luojiang River, mid-air.

"kill!"

The North King's dry mouth opened angrily, making a sound almost like the beating of a drum or a hammer!
All the true warriors have gone blood-thirsty!
However, without the suppression of the Dragon Transformation Pool on the cultivators, even though the number of fourth-level true warriors was terrifying, they were still unable to break through the formation set up by the three sects and one family.

As for Yuchi Shu and Yuchi Lian from Yuanci Palace, they were like tigers among a flock of sheep at this moment. Every time they waved their cloud sleeves, a large number of fourth-order true warriors would be knocked down like straw!

When the fifth-level true warriors saw this scene, their eyes were bloodshot!

No matter what they had thought, how could they bear to see their own people being slaughtered like this?

They immediately changed direction and decided not to break out, but to surround Yuchi Shu and Yuchi Lian.

At the fort on the east bank of Luojiang River in the distance, the True Warriors who realized that their sneak attack had failed also quickly came to support.

A huge army of fourth-level true warriors flew out from one fortress after another, there were thousands of them!
With the development over the years, there are still few breakthroughs in the number of fifth-level True Warriors, but the number of fourth-level True Warriors has reached an outrageous number.

At this moment, they were crossing the river, almost blocking out the sky and the sun!
He was wearing a black armor with special runes, with only a pair of blood-red eyes exposed on his entire body.

Like a killing machine, they attack and kill!

"shoot!"

shhhhhh!
At the same time, in the fortress, following the orders of the true warriors, a rain of arrows whizzed down towards the formation!

Runes flash and blood surges!
However, how could this large formation created by gathering almost all the elite troops from the three sects and one family be so easy to break?
The god-destroying arrows fell from the sky and hit the formation that seemed to be real.

At the same time, the army of fourth-level true warriors also formed a formation and came, forming a torrent of black iron, which slammed into the cultivators' formation!
The surging blood and energy seemed to be able to distort the space, and even the magic power of the cultivators was slightly affected.

not far away.

Zhao Feng and Qin Lingxiao both looked extremely solemn.

"I'm going to support you!"

Qin Lingxiao showed determination on his face. He spoke first, then directly activated his magnetic power, stepped on the white dragon, and flew away!

Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around, with doubts in his heart:

"Why haven't the Zhenwu Ancestor and Hualongchi appeared yet?"

Accompanied by roaring and whistling sounds, many Nascent Soul cultivators in the formation turned pale, but they still managed to resist.

However, he was attacked from both inside and outside. Even with more than ten Jindan cultivators leading a group of Nascent Soul cultivators to form a formation and constantly taking elixirs and spiritual food to replenish his consumption, he was already reaching his limit at this moment.

There were flashes of lightning, but little effect.

"I'll hold them back! You guys quickly kill the real warriors in the formation!"

Qin Lingxiao flew to the top of the formation, gave a deep shout, and took the initiative to meet the army of true warriors outside the formation!
She controlled the white dragon, quickly made hand gestures and chanted spells, and a gray divine light shot silently towards the Zhenwu army below!
"Zhenwu!"

"Zhenwu!"

Amidst the loud shouts, the blood and energy of the true warriors in the torrent of black iron roared!
The blood and energy actually transformed into a lifelike giant blood tiger, which pounced head-on at the gray divine light.

Open your huge mouth and bite down suddenly!
The divine light stagnated, and quickly dissipated like smoke.

A little blood energy also leaked out from the blood tiger's body.

The pretty face under the veil turned pale in an instant, but she was not willing to be outdone. She spat out a mouthful of soul blood, and a grey divine light shone brightly, becoming more and more condensed.

At the same time, a magnetic field emerged silently and pressed down towards the blood tiger.

However, true warriors do not cultivate the realm of Taoism. Although they lack the mysterious magical powers of cultivators, they are more free. The blood tiger jumped proudly and dodged the gray divine light. Its movements were unexpectedly agile. While moving, its long blood-red tail swept across like a steel whip and hit Qin Lingxiao, who had no time to dodge.

At this moment, the magnetic field shrank rapidly with it as the center, and turned into a barrier the moment the blood-colored long tail reached its body.

Bang!
The barrier collapsed!

But Qin Lingxiao took advantage of this slight difference and dodged it.

But there was no sign of relaxation on his face, instead he looked even more solemn:

"Once these True Warriors become numerous, even a fourth-rank True Warrior cannot be underestimated!"

He glanced at the rear formation and saw that the number of True Warriors had been greatly reduced. Only a part of the fourth-level True Warriors were left, who were fighting stubbornly under the leadership of King Bei and others.

But he didn't have time to take a closer look and quickly dodged the blood tiger's attack.

At the same time, he took the opportunity to continue harassing the True Warriors outside the formation, buying time for Yuchi Shu and Yuchi Lian inside the formation.

Within the formation.

The Northern King roared in anger and grief!
Everywhere he looked, the old soldiers who had followed him in his battles had turned into charred, lifeless corpses and fell to the ground.

Some have even been reduced to ashes.

Only a small number of true warriors were left, covered in blood, but their blood energy was visibly declining.

Blood and tears flowed from the dry eye sockets.

He hates and is angry!
"Master Hualong... has harmed us!"

"Kill them back! Kill them back!"

"Kill back!"

"Come on, fight me!"

The giant king held the hammer in both hands and roared to the sky!

Accompanied by shouts.

Amid the flying purple and red lights, one true warrior after another fell silently.

Purple cloud sleeves suddenly flew out from out of sight, rolling up a burly and majestic figure.

"Giant King!"

The King of the North turned his head, his expression was horrified, and he shouted urgently.

But it was too late.

With a flick of her sleeves, a head with wide eyes flew up into the sky, and then exploded instantly under the impact of a red light!

The breath of the giant king... is gone.

"what!"

At this moment, the King of the North’s mind seemed to explode!
No one knew that the Giant King was his childhood friend and that he had joined the Zhenwu sect together with him.

A stream of blood rushed into his eyes, as if he had lost all his sanity. The blood energy in the blood pill in his body, which had been gradually drying up, began to spin wildly again!
"kill!"

He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted.

The shriveled flesh on the body swelled up rapidly.

A stream of blood condensed from his palm and turned into a blood-red long sword. Then he bent his legs slightly, leaped into the air, and slashed hard at the purple cloud sleeves that were reaching out to him again!
Oh!

The purple cloud sleeve was cut into two pieces by this knife!
A muffled groan was heard from the void, and then the figure of Yuchi Shu appeared.

She looked at the King of the North in front of her with some disbelief. The feeling he gave her was completely different from before!

However, the Northern King, who had cut off the purple cloud sleeves, did not stop. He flipped in the air and swung his blood-red sword like a whirlwind, slashing at Yuchi Shu again in an instant!
The shock of blood and energy actually caused Yuchi Shu's magic power to stagnate!
Yuchi Shu's pupils dilated!
"Miss!"

At the critical moment, a red light flashed and hit the bloody sword with a bang.

The figure of the King of the North fell out, but his eyes were bloodshot. Seeing Yuchi Lian coming over, he rushed up again with a long sword in his hand!
The momentum was overwhelming, and the besieged True Warriors were so eager to fight upon seeing it, they showed no fear at all!
Not only did he not retreat, he actually rushed forward to attack!

With every charge, the formation remained almost unchanged, but with every retreat, there would be fewer people.

But they had no intention of retreating, charge!

charge!

This is the fighting style used in mortal armies, but in this decisive battle with the monks, it shone with a brilliance that did not belong to this fighting style!
See this scene.

Be it the three sects and one family that formed the formation, or Zhao Feng who was not far away, all of them couldn't help but show moved expressions at this moment.

"What a man!"

Zhao Feng sighed sincerely.

I felt a mixture of admiration and pity.

But it did not affect his command of the formation. Without any hesitation, he used the Lingxi Stone to command the Divine Transformation monks in the formation in a deep voice:
"Kill them quickly, and then annihilate all the True Warriors outside the formation!"

He held the Lingxi Stone tightly and looked at the real warriors fighting to the death in the formation.

He understood in his heart.

In this battle, there is no right or wrong, only life and death.

……

"Drink!"

The King of the North staggered and fell to the ground, and finally stood firm with the help of his blood.

The bloody long sword pierced into the ground below. He leaned the long sword diagonally and looked up at the purple and red figures above. The blood color in his eyes gradually faded, and his blood finally dried up.

Now, he is the only one left.

Half of his neck was cut off, but there was not much blood. There was a big hole in his chest, and through the hole, you could vaguely see the heart beating strongly.

At this moment of death, there was not much emotion in his eyes.

Few people have a life as wonderful as his.

When he was young, he was bullied by Qi-refining monks. In anger, he and his companions joined Zhenwu. He practiced and fought all the way. He has experienced women and power.

What he regretted in the past was that he could not enjoy these things for longer, so he tried every possible way to achieve immortality.

But at the last moment of his life, this thought had quietly faded away, leaving only the despair he felt when his beloved girl was abducted by the monks in his youth...

"Martial Ancestor, can you avenge me?"

He looked up at the sky, and the figure of Martial Ancestor seemed to be reflected in his pupils.

Accompanied by a red and a purple stream of light coming into view.

The world turned upside down silently...

wow——

Yuchi Shu and Yuchi Lian fell in mid-air with ugly looks on their faces.

Looking at the headless body lying on the ground below, with the bloody long sword dissipated but still standing at an angle, Yuchi Shu frowned and complained in a low voice:
"This damn mortal is so difficult to deal with!"

"I almost got caught here!"

"If it weren't for you, my second sister, I would have almost..."

boom!
A terrifying, thick blood energy fell from the sky above the formation!

The blood energy was condensed to the extreme, and it instantly blasted apart the formation that was jointly formed by the cultivators of the three sects and one family. The formation collapsed directly and fell directly on Yuchi Shu in the incredulous gazes of everyone!

In this instant, countless expressions flashed through Yuchi Shu's eyes.

Confused, surprised, unbelievable, desperate...relieved.

The Dao domain, the magic weapons outside the body, and the talismanic lights were shattered one by one.

She only had time to look at the woman in red not far away, who was her second sister.

My mouth opened, but before I could utter the word:
"escape……"

boom!
The purple figure disappeared directly under this blood energy!
Beside him, Yuchi Lian widened his eyes:

"Miss..."

"Sister!!!"

Her eyes turned red in an instant!
He suddenly turned his head and looked at the figure slowly emerging in the sky.

But I saw an old man with white hair and beard standing in the air with a sad expression, staring blankly at the headless corpse below.

"I am going to kill you!"

Yuchi Lian roared and was about to kill the old man.

Zhao Feng and others not far away all looked changed:

"Senior Yuchi, be careful!"

"Go back!"

"do not go!"

Swish!
Before Yuchi Lian could rush out, she was horrified to see that the old man had appeared in front of her, with a look that seemed both sad and angry.

"Kill my eldest sister, I will kill all of you!"

The grief and anger of losing her loved ones overwhelmed all of Yuchi Lian's reason and fear at this moment. Facing the old man, she actually rushed forward!
The old man just slowly raised one hand.

Blood gushed out.

Bang!
A terrifying bloody energy fell on Yuchi Lian's body.

Under the shocked and even horrified gaze of everyone.

The precious light on Yuchi Lian's body shattered with a bang, and then disappeared silently like her elder sister!

"Martial Ancestor!"

"Martial Ancestor!"

The Zhenwu army shouted!

"Refining the void!"

"He has already reached the level of Refining Void?!"

Zhao Feng, who was not far away, couldn't help but look horrified!

Xumi and the others who quickly gathered all the injured monks in the formation shook their heads with extremely solemn expressions:
"No... His aura should not have reached the sixth level yet, but his foundation is too strong, and his strength is too strong, perhaps it has far exceeded the fifth level..."

"This Martial Ancestor's strength is so much more terrifying than other True Warriors!"

Although the formation was already extremely weak due to the consumption of the True Warriors just now.

But he was able to destroy the formation with a single blow, injuring all the cultivators in their formation, and even kill Yuchi Shu, who was in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, through the formation. The strength of this Martial Ancestor was far beyond their imagination!

Although he has not yet reached that realm, his strength is undoubtedly already at the sixth level.

"Quick! Gather together and form a formation! Evacuate the seriously injured immediately!"

Zhao Feng was shocked, but at the same time he reacted and immediately started to make arrangements.

Because of the sharing of the formation, although all the people from the three sects and one family were injured, not many died on the spot. With the rapid turnover of a group of Jindan cultivators, the seriously injured Yuanying cultivators were quickly taken away.

However, what surprised them was.

This Martial Ancestor did not choose to chase them, but slowly landed in front of the headless corpse below.

He picked up the head with wide-open eyes that had fallen nearby.

His palms gently stroked his eyes.

He closed his eyes slightly and sighed.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes.

whispered:
"I have avenged you."

"Don't hate me..."

The hand moved away and the eyes on the head closed.

He bent down gently and placed the head in front of the headless corpse.

Then he slowly stood up and looked at the monks from the three sects and one family and the Yuanci Palace led by Qin Lingxiao, who were waiting with extremely solemn expressions.

"The battle of Zhongshengzhou should end now."

he whispered.

Although the voice was small, it was heard by everyone.

Then he raised his hand, and in an instant a blood-red spear condensed and was thrown towards the monks!
Everyone's expression changed drastically!

"Everyone, go! We are no match for them!"

Xumi suddenly let out a deep shout, and then turned into a ray of sword light, heading towards the blood-red spear.

"teacher!"

Zhao Feng's face changed drastically.

However, the words did not fall.

boom!
The blood-red spear smashed the sword light without any hindrance, but Xumi's figure was caught by a broken drum and flew out stumblingly.

“It’s the Yuyang drum!”

The blood-red spear's momentum continued as it stabbed towards everyone.

Zhao Feng's heart had sunk to the bottom. As the person in charge of command and dispatch, he thought he had tried his best, but he still could not have imagined that the other party had become so powerful. Facing an existence comparable to the sixth rank, they could not be the opponent in their current state.

"All the mistakes are my fault! You all go first!"

Zhao Feng let out a low shout, and without hesitation, he turned into a sword light, crossed the blood-colored spear, and slashed towards the old man!
The old man's eyes were extremely calm. He raised his hands and his blood and energy quickly condensed.

at this time.

"Master!"

Suddenly, a young man flew out from the crowd and followed Zhao Feng.

But when he saw the young man's face, the old man's palm, which was originally gathering blood and energy, suddenly stopped.

"Teacher?!" (End of this chapter)