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Chapter 506 Abyss Battlefield
The deep and dark abyss is like a monster with its mouth wide open, waiting for the unfortunate to step in.

At the entrance that was dark, a few tenacious ferns grew sporadically on the moss-covered stone walls. Faint light filtered in from the cracks above, as if it was the last kindness bestowed by nature on this dark world.

The air was filled with the smell of dampness and decay, and an ominous atmosphere spread in the abyss, making people feel depressed and desperate. On the surrounding stone walls, drops of water gathered into small streams, silently disappearing into the deeper darkness. Footsteps echoed on the stone ground, and every step could feel the tremors from deep in the earth.

"Rumble..."

A loud noise like muffled thunder was heard in the sky, and countless black shadows suddenly emerged in the dim sky. These shadows were large and small, and they became solid from nothingness, as if they suddenly appeared in this void.

These figures were like giant pythons of varying sizes. They fell from the sky and landed on the wilderness below.

"Wow..."

Weird and eerie screams rang out from all around, and endless figures also appeared in the distance.

However, these figures are different from each other. Some are human cultivators, some look like monsters, and even some are ghost cultivators, as well as the Abyss Earth Clan, which is unique to the Abyss lineage.

Although the bodies of these Abyss Earth Tribe members are similar to those of humans, they are all tall and their skin has a faint blue sheen. They have a surging aura and are the main force in the Abyss War.

"kill……"

No one knew which side started the attack, but both sides launched the most violent offensive.

This is the tenth level of the abyss.

The abyss is an extremely special place, similar to the darkest place in the interlayer of the plane.

They do not stay in one place fixedly, but change their positions constantly as the plane moves.

The so-called ten layers of the abyss does not mean that they are at the tenth layer, but is just a number.

If the number is 3 and is recognized by most people, then it is the third layer of the abyss.

Today, the tenth layer of the abyss is in an extreme state of war.

A terrifying branch of the abyss demon worm, after absorbing all the energy of a certain plane, happened to find the way to the tenth level of the abyss.

Thus, under the instruction of the Queen of the Abyss Demon Worms, a large number of Abyss Demon Worms began to attack the tenth layer of the Abyss.

Although the abyss is strange and powerful, it is also caught in a quagmire-like war when it encounters the world-destroying race, the abyss demon worms.

And this place is one of the main battlefields between the magic insects and the demons.

This place was in a wilderness as dark as ink. The warriors of the two tribes were like waves surging in the darkness, confronting each other with cold eyes that almost showed no emotion.

The air was filled with a thick smell of blood, a remnant of the previous fierce battle. The shells of the demon insects reflected a faint green light in the weak light, while the skin of the Abyss Demon warriors was a deep blue.

With the earth-shaking shout and the sound of war drums, both sides fell into the Nth bitter battle.

An extremely large abyss demon worm, like a huge wriggling body, with a trunk and covered with terrifying tentacles.

At this moment, these tentacles lashed on the battlefield like whips, leaving deep marks, and wherever the tentacles reached, there was a Shura scene with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out venom, which was the clarion call of war.

The warriors of the Abyss Demon Clan jumped up one by one, and a pair of wings appeared on their backs. They flapped their wings and flew high. Their wings drew black tracks in the night sky, like the sharpest blades in the night. The weapons in their hands flashed with the light of death, and every swing was accompanied by the whistling of the wind.

"Boom boom boom..."

The fearless attacks of many Abyss Earth Clan warriors killed the Abyss Demon Worm, which had reached the third-order Golden Core level, in just a few moments.

However, this is only a small part of the change on the battlefield.

In this kind of world-destroying war, the Jindan-level warriors seem to be no different from ordinary first- and second-level warriors.

In normal wars, the tacit understanding between soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, and cultivators above the Jindan level taking to the air to fight has long been broken by more brutal wars.

The warriors of the two races intertwined into a cruel picture on this battlefield. The roars of the magic insects and the war cries of the demons intertwined to form a soul-stirring symphony.

Every move in the battle was full of power and speed, with swords flashing and deafening metal collision sounds coming one after another.

The bodies of the demon insect warriors exploded under the sharp blades, turning into pools of green slime, while the demon warriors turned into charred corpses under the corrosion of the venom. On the battlefield, life is as short and brilliant as a meteor. Even a Jindan-level warrior is just a higher-level cannon fodder.

As the battle continued, the wilderness was dyed layer upon layer of dark red.

Neither the magic insects nor the demons showed any signs of retreating, and both sides seemed to be convinced that victory would belong to them.

This brutal battle lasted for a whole day and night, and no one knew how many strong men had died on this land.

Suddenly, a series of strange, piercing and sharp cries rang out in the void.

When this sound was heard, the armies of both sides who were fighting to the death gradually relaxed and retreated.

What is incredible is that in just a moment, the two tribes that were originally entangled with each other actually retreated and made enough distance.

Then, both sides sent out equal numbers of troops to start cleaning up the battlefield.

Their cleaning method was different. They were not searching for their companions, but dividing the battlefield into two parts very fairly.

On their respective half of the battlefield, if they found a living soldier of the other side on the battlefield, they would kill him completely with a sword or a spray of poison gas. As for the wounded on their own side, their methods of handling them were surprisingly very similar.

If the injuries were extremely serious, they would be killed on the spot, while if the injuries were minor, they would be sent to the rear for treatment.

The cruelty of both sides seemed to be engraved into each other's bones, and there was no mercy at all.

In the far distance, a strange shadow was floating. It was the leader of the ghost clan of the tenth level of the abyss.

The fourth-level ghost king is the most powerful existence no matter where he is.

But now, its swaying body is always confined within a range, and it dares not go beyond the limit at all.

What made it fearful was a creature from the Abyss Earth Tribe that was about five meters tall.

The blue color of this Abyss Earth Clan member's body is almost cyan, and the wings on his back are bulging high. Looking at the lines in detail, it can be seen that there are not just one pair, but four pairs.

Eight wings.

This is the most powerful symbol among the Abyss Earth Clan, equivalent to the Nascent Soul level powerhouse of the human race.

At this moment, the two of them were looking far away at the battlefield, their faces extremely solemn.

"This is... the nth time."

"Third time this month."

"In just one month, these damn demon insects have launched three desperate attacks. They... are becoming more and more impatient."

"Haha, it seems that the resources of the other world are almost exhausted, and the Insect King can't bear it anymore."

When he said this, the Ghost King of the Abyss couldn't help but sigh.

The horror of the Abyss Demon Insect Clan is known throughout the three realms and is known to everyone.

Moreover, as a descendant of the Abyss Ghost Clan, it has a better understanding of the Abyss Demon Worms.

Judging from the current attack speed and frequency of the Abyss Demon Insect Clan, the queen of this lineage of demon insects can no longer bear it.

Once the tenth layer of the abyss cannot withstand this kind of attack and is completely invaded by the magic insects, it is very likely that the entire tenth layer of the abyss will sink.

This kind of decline means complete destruction, without a single ray of hope. Even creatures as terrifying as the demons cannot survive in such a place.

So, they would never allow this to happen.

The two warriors were silent for a moment, and the Eight-Winged King of the Earth Clan said in a deep voice: "Aren't you Ghost Clan in charge of the Disaster Plan? It's been so long, how is the execution going?"

The Abyss Ghost King shook his head slightly and said, "Something unexpected happened."

"What? How could something unexpected happen to this plan?" The Eight-Winged King of the Earth Clan turned his head suddenly, with a dangerous cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Those guys in the Yama Realm already know our plan." The Abyss Ghost King sighed and said, "This time, even the Earth Tribe of the Yama Realm betrayed us. Not only did they stop the formation plan, but they are also hunting down our clan."

The Abyss Ghost King said angrily: "How did you leak the secret?"

Not many people knew about this plan, and the entire process was carried out by the Abyss Ghost Clan.

If he had not been certain that the ghosts in the tenth layer of the abyss were completely loyal to the Demon Lord, he would even have suspected that the guy in front of him was a traitor.

The Abyss Ghost King swayed his body and said, "Two people showed up outside our plan. I don't know how they knew our plan, but they ruined it."

"Who are these two people?"

"One is unknown, and the other is the only Immortal Alliance Golden Core on the must-kill list."

"The Immortal Alliance's natural Taoist son?"

"Yes."

The Eight-Winged King had a strange look on his face and said, "How did he, a golden elixir, know our plan?"

The Ghost King of the Abyss was silent. If possible, he also wanted to know the answer to this question.

Suddenly, the Abyss Ghost King whispered, "Master Demon, are you still unwilling to take action?"

The Eight-Winged King of the Earth Tribe said coldly: "The Queen Mother of the Zerg Tribe has not yet appeared, so how can Your Excellency come out?"

The Abyss Ghost King opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but eventually shifted his gaze.

In the distance, the armies of the two tribes were still clearing the battlefield.

They all knew that although it was a quiet period now, it would definitely not last too long.

And when the next war comes, no one can guarantee whether they will be able to escape alive.

(End of this chapter)