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As the monks of the Tianzong Alliance gathered, a tense atmosphere spread throughout the alliance.

They knew that they were about to face not only a direct confrontation between Blood Shadow and Apocalypse, but also possible internal division. Jing Yufei stood on the Tiandao platform with a firm gaze. He knew that this was a critical moment to demonstrate the cohesion of the alliance.

"Fellow cultivators, this war concerns the survival of the Tianzong Alliance and the future of the entire Tianji Holy Land." Jing Yufei's voice was loud and clear, piercing the hearts of every cultivator. "We may have differences and conflicts, but in the face of a common enemy, we must put everything aside and unite as one."

Determination flashed in the eyes of the monks. They knew that no matter how they fought internally, they must stand together when facing external enemies.

The monks of the alliance began to follow the established tactical arrangements. Some were responsible for the front-line charge, some were responsible for rear-line support, and some were responsible for flank protection, forming a strict and effective combat system.

And in the dark hall of Blood Shadow, Xingchen's plan is ready, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes. Although the Tianzong Alliance is powerful, the internal conflicts and distrust will be their biggest weakness.

"Pass on my order. The elite troops of Blood Shadow will immediately sneak into the rear of the Tianzong Alliance, cut off their supply lines, and create chaos." Xingchen's voice was cold. "We must deal a fatal blow to them when they are most vulnerable."

At the same time, Netherworld was in Tianqi's Netherworld Palace with a playful smile on his face.

"Cultivators of the Tianzong Alliance, do you think you are the only ones who engage in infighting?" As the words fell, those sharp eyes flashed with a mischievous light, "Let them see what real chaos is."

Youming clapped his hands, and Apocalypse's elite spies and assassins began to act secretly, targeting the core members of the Tianzong Alliance and those monks who played a key role in the alliance.

Netherworld's plan is to create panic and cause the Tianzong Alliance to collapse from within.

Soon a fight was about to break out, and the monks of the Tianzong Alliance launched a fierce confrontation with the troops of Blood Shadow and Apocalypse.

The radiance of spells and magic weapons illuminated the entire battlefield, and the monks on both sides were fighting for their own survival.

However, as the battle progressed, chaos began to appear in the rear of the Tianzong Alliance.

Blood Shadow's elite troops appeared like ghosts, cutting off supply lines and creating a series of chaos.

The monks of the alliance began to feel the pressure, not knowing where the enemy was hiding or what would happen next.

At this time, Apocalypse's spies and assassins also began to act. They assassinated some core members of the Alliance, causing greater chaos in the Alliance's command system.

Jing Yufei stood on the Tiandao Platform with a gloomy face. This battle was much more difficult than he had imagined.

He took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Fellow monks, don't panic, you must remain calm."

However, at this moment, a shocking news reached Jing Yufei's ears.

"Alliance leader, it's bad. A large tide of ferocious beasts appeared on the edge of the Tianji Mountains and are now heading towards us. The number is far beyond our expectations!" There was a hint of despair in the voice of a cultivator.

Jing Yufei's heart sank instantly and his face turned particularly pale. At this critical moment, he made a bold decision.

That is to divide the forces to fight, with one part of the monks continuing to fight Blood Shadow and Apocalypse, while the other part turns to fight against the tide of ferocious beasts on the edge of the Tianji Mountains.

"Rumble..."

However, the monks of the Tianzong Alliance had just set out on their journey when they looked up and saw ten magic cranes appearing in the sky.

These magic cranes are huge, with wings as black as ink, and their eyes flashing with a strange red light.

Their appearance was like adding ten fiery red suns to the sky. The devilish fire they emitted spread across the sky and earth, shrouding the entire battlefield in heat and fear.

Wherever the magic crane passed, the originally vibrant vegetation began to sprout terrible flames out of nameless fear.

These flames are different from ordinary ones. They seem to have their own consciousness and can spread rapidly, devouring all life.

The demonic fire turned into a fireball and fell from the sky, like the judgment of Doom, ruthlessly destroying the lines of the monks of the Tianzong Alliance.

Countless monks let out shrill screams, and many of them were swallowed up by the sudden demonic fire before they even had time to react.

The flames devoured their magic weapons, burned their robes, and even directly touched their bodies, causing unimaginable pain.

"Don't panic, quickly form a defensive formation!" Jing Yufei's voice rang out in the chaos, and his figure appeared particularly determined in the firelight.

Under Jing Yufei's command, the monks quickly formed a defensive formation.

Some of them cast defensive magic weapons, forming light curtains to try to resist the invasion of the magic fire, while others began to cast water spells to try to extinguish the raging flames with water.

However, these demonic fires were not ordinary flames. They seemed to have strong resistance to water spells, and the monks' counterattacks did not achieve the expected results.

Fireballs continued to fall like raindrops, and every explosion took the lives of countless monks.

"Use earth magic! Quick!" Jing Yufei gave the order again. Water can overcome fire, but in this case, perhaps earth magic can better isolate the flames.

The monks responded immediately, and the earth magicians among them began to cast spells. Earth walls rose from the ground, forming fortresses that separated the demonic fire from the monks.

At the same time, some monks began to set up formations on the earth wall to enhance its defensive power.

With the construction of the earth wall, the spread of the demonic fire was finally contained.

The monks were able to catch their breath, but their faces were still filled with solemnity. This was only a temporary defense, as the ten magic cranes were still circling in the air and could launch the next round of attacks at any time.

Jing Yufei's eyes were fixed on the magic crane in the air, his heart filled with worry.

The power of these magic cranes far exceeded his expectations. If he didn't find a solution quickly, the entire Tianzong Alliance would be in danger of destruction.

"We must find the weakness of the Magic Crane and get rid of it!" Jing Yufei made up his mind and began to recall the records in ancient books, looking for any possible way to fight against the Magic Crane.

At the same time, he was also observing the behavior of the cranes, trying to find their weaknesses.

Under Jing Yufei's command, the monks of the Tianzong Alliance began to counterattack in an orderly manner.

Some monks began to try to attack the magic crane with long-range attack spells, while others were looking for opportunities and preparing for close combat.

The battle was extremely fierce, with the magic crane in the sky and the monks on the ground engaged in a life-and-death contest.

Fireballs and spells intertwined to form a doomsday scene.

The battle between the monks of the Mohe and Tianzong alliance has entered a white-hot stage.

Ten great magic cranes circled in the sky, their cries were like thunder, deafening, and every cry was accompanied by a powerful sound wave attack, which shocked the monks. The claws of the magic cranes were extremely sharp, and one claw was enough to split mountains and rocks. Wherever they passed, the magic flames swept like a raging tide, burning and cracking the ground, and magma gushed out from the cracks. The hot magma coiled and coiled like a fire dragon, seeming to devour everything in the world.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, the monks of the Tianzong Alliance did not retreat at all and fought a desperate battle with the Ten Demon Cranes.

Some cultivators used the Ice-Breaking Palm. With a push of their hands, an icy-blue light surged, and the chill was overwhelming. The frost spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, colliding with the magic flames of the magic crane, making a hissing sound. The incompatible forces of water and fire intertwined on the battlefield.

The monks of Jiuxiao Sword Gang waved the flying swords in their hands. The sword light was like lightning, cutting through the sky, and the sword energy rushed straight into the sky, competing with the claws of the magic crane.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the space seemed to be torn apart. The powerful sword intent was not something that Mo He dared to underestimate.

The monks of Wind, Thunder and Lightning transformed into messengers of thunder and lightning. They were extremely fast, like lightning in a strong wind, shuttling across the battlefield. Every time they appeared, they were accompanied by thunder and lightning. Their attacks were swift and accurate, hitting the vital points of the Demon Crane directly.

These magical powers penetrated the eight directions of the universe and fought a fierce battle with the ten devil cranes.

However, although the monks' magical powers are powerful, the power of the magic crane should not be underestimated.

The magic fire of the magic crane collided with the magical powers of the monks, causing huge explosions. Each explosion was like a small natural disaster, shaking the entire battlefield.

Jing Yufei's figure stood out on the battlefield. He held a long sword condensed from spiritual energy, with golden light flowing on the sword. Every time he swung the sword, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and he collided head-on with the attack of the magic crane.

“Fellow cultivators, we cannot let the flames of the Devil Crane devour our alliance base!” Jing Yufei shouted loudly, his voice full of encouragement, “Let our magical powers become the light that resists the darkness, and let these Devil Cranes see how powerful the Tianzong Alliance is!”

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Encouraged by Jing Yufei, the monks' morale boosted greatly, and they began to cooperate more tacitly, and the coordination of their magical powers became more exquisite.

Some monks attracted the attention of the magic crane at the front line, while the monks in the rear took the opportunity to launch powerful magical powers in order to inflict heavy damage to the magic crane.

At this time, in the Nether Palace of Apocalypse, Nether stood in front of a huge treasure mirror, observing the battle in the fire realm.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

In the magic mirror, the battle between the cultivators of the Tianzong Alliance and the Ten Demon Cranes became more and more intense, but he seemed to be enjoying a wonderful drama.

"The Devil Cranes are formed from the Devil Fire in Zhurong's Devil Abyss. Their existence transcends life and death."

Netherworld said softly, with a hint of pride in his voice, “Even if you fall, you can still be resurrected with the help of Zhurong Moyuan in the Apocalypse.

These devil cranes are immortal beings, who dares to fight against them?"

Youming's fingers gently slid across the surface of the mirror, as if touching the figures of the magic cranes.

"The evil spirit of the Devil Crane is not immortal." Youming continued, revealing a hint of contempt in his eyes, "Cultivators of the Tianzong Alliance, do you think you can withstand the attack of the Devil Crane? Your resistance is in vain."

On the battlefield of the Fire Realm, wherever the magic crane passed, everything was devoured by the magic fire.

Those monks who dared to go against the will of heaven were all turned into ashes by the devil's fire without exception.

The cries of the devil cranes carry indifference to life and mockery of death. They are like messengers of death, announcing the doom of the monks of the Tianzong Alliance.

Although the monks of the Tianzong Alliance were brave, their efforts seemed insignificant in the face of the immortality of the Demon Crane.

Every time the magic cranes were shot down, their bodies would re-condense in the magic fire, becoming stronger and more violent.

Jing Yufei looked at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with anxiety. The cultivators of the Tianzong Alliance were falling one after another.

And in that blood shadow, Xingchen stood on the top of all stars, his eyes penetrating through the heavy fog, staring at Apocalypse's actions.

There was a cold and sharp light flashing in his eyes, and complex emotions surged in his heart.

He hadn't thought that Apocalypse would actually release such a ferocious creature as the Demon Crane. This move undoubtedly pushed the situation in the entire Tianji Holy Land to an even more dangerous edge.

The pure demonic flame of the Devil Crane is so powerful that it is enough to distort the trajectory of the blood moon.

For Blood Shadow, the blood moon is not only the final resting place of all souls, but also the source of their power.

Xingchen knew very well that the trajectory of the Blood Moon was closely related to the power of Blood Shadow. Once affected, Blood Shadow's plan would suffer an immeasurable blow.

"The Blood Moon is the destination of all souls, and the Blood Shadow is the salvation of all living beings." Xingchen murmured to himself, with an unquestionable firmness in his voice, "The Blood Moon Plan has been disturbed, and we will not be able to seduce all living beings to join us under the Blood Disaster Plan.

By then, the number of sacrificed lives will certainly be affected, and the power of Blood Shadow will be weakened as a result."

Xingchen's eyes were cold, knowing that no one could destroy the Blood Moon Disaster, which was the basis of Blood Shadow's power.

The blood moon disaster is not only a symbol of the power of blood shadows, but also the key to their control over the fate of all living beings.

Once the Blood Moon disaster is destroyed, Blood Shadow's layout in the Tianji Holy Land will suffer a serious blow.

"Pass on my order. The elite monks of Blood Shadow must act immediately." Xingchen's voice echoed in the dark hall. The order was like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the heart of Apocalypse. "We cannot sit idly by and watch Apocalypse's actions. We must take action to protect the Blood Moon Disaster from interference."

Following Xingchen's orders, the Blood Shadow monks began to gather secretly.

They moved through the night like ghosts, preparing to counterattack against Apocalypse's actions.

These elites are the best among the Blood Shadows. They are powerful, fast, and good at concealment and assassination.

Xingchen stood on the top of all stars, his eyes penetrated the layers of fog, and seemed to see the Nether Palace of Apocalypse.

He knew that Netherworld would not sit idly by and watch Blood Shadow's actions, and the battle between the two sides would unfold in silence. This was a contest that concerned the fate of the Tianji Holy Land.

"The Blood Moon Disaster is the foundation of our Blood Shadow. Anyone who dares to destroy it will be punished by Blood Shadow."

There was a hint of cold determination in Xingchen's voice, as firm as steel. "Apocalypse's Netherworld, do you think you are the only one who can play tricks? Blood Shadow's wrath will be a burden you cannot bear."

Under the command of Xingchen, the Blood Shadow elites began to interfere with Apocalypse's actions.

They secretly sabotaged Apocalypse's plans, weakened the power of the Crane, and even directly assassinated Apocalypse's top leaders.

Blood Shadow's actions were swift and effective, like a ghost in the night, making it impossible to guard against him.

(End of this chapter)