In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 504: Taoist Ji Xuan sent us

"How to fight?"

"How can we fight against the immortals?!"

"Masters! Why are the demons so powerful?!"

At the place where the fierce battle took place in the clouds, the righteous practitioners kept shouting, and the seven or eight people who knew about it also changed their expressions.

This situation seems to be somewhat different from what the predecessors said before.

Why are there so many great demons from outer space called the Dark Cult? !
At the moment, those dark believers were still far away, and it was impossible to clearly sense their cultivation level, but judging from their aura, they should all be masters above the fusion realm!

Every cultivator in the fusion realm is well-known and famous in their world.

But now, the other party has brought out a thousand masters above the fusion realm!

This actually makes Taoist Taiye and other righteous masters feel more desperate than if more than a dozen immortals appeared at the same time.

Not to mention, the strange explosion that suddenly occurred over there was like a huge disaster caused by a star falling and hitting the earth, and large areas of boiling magma appeared on the ground.

This group of righteous monks almost instantly turned into a mob.

Taoist Taiye raised his sword and shouted, "Quickly return to the formation! Activate the mountain protection formation! Quickly!"

Before he finished shouting, the righteous cultivators who had originally had the absolute upper hand hurriedly retreated, and the evil cultivators, seeing this, desperately rushed forward, trying to stop these righteous cultivators.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a moment.

The blood is boiling and the murderous spirit is rising.

Wang Jixuan frowned tightly when he saw this. Even if he wanted to release the army of mechanical bodies, he could only carry out indiscriminate shooting.

They retreated too hastily, causing their own formation to become chaotic;
In particular, there are many independent cultivators mixed in at this time, and their discipline is still worse than that of the sect disciples.

It will take some time for the large number of Dark Cult troops to arrive, and there is already an avalanche here.

The dozen or so immortals from the Dark Sect kept searching towards the sky, but they were destined to not find any fluctuations of spiritual power.

Not to mention that the righteous monks in this world were frightened, they were also still in shock.

What the hell is that huge fireball that suddenly appears?

What the hell is that huge shock wave appearing underground?

If the Dark Cultists' selection criteria had not been to select cultivators at the Fusion Realm, their casualties would definitely not have been just a hundred; not to mention, in order to withstand the impact and the high temperature and pressure, everyone consumed a lot of mana.

This is not good news.

A dozen of the Dark Sect Immortals immediately communicated with each other:
"what happened?"

"I don't know! But this seems to be similar to some of the soulless secrets recorded in the forbidden land of immortals."

"I'm afraid there will be twists and turns in today's affairs."

"Then what should we do? The trap has been set. Six independent immortals have come from Tianluo, including three hall masters. If we can take advantage of this opportunity to capture all six of them and then destroy all the cultivators in this world, we won't have to travel for the next thousand years."

"Wealth is found in danger!"

"We have the upper hand, and our magic skills have improved!"

More than a dozen of them were filled with murderous intent, and then flew towards Wangxian Valley at high speed!
The power of a wandering immortal is first reflected in his escape speed.

The cultivators who were fighting and retreating in disorder here were oppressed by the pressure emanating from more than a dozen immortals, making it difficult for them to breathe and completely losing their will to fight.

Someone needs to stand up at this moment to help the righteous monks keep their footing.

Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows, flicked his sword finger slightly, and was about to stand up...

Suddenly there was a loud shout in the air!

"Don't mess around!"

"I'm waiting here! Fight with them!"

Amid the shouts, six figures descended from the sky, each wearing a Taoist robe, with an extraordinary demeanor, and each exuding the majesty that only immortals could have.

Tianluo people!
Taoist Priest Taiye and several other pillars of the righteous path hurriedly shouted:

"Our immortals have arrived! Kill them back!"

"The immortals invited by the ancestor have arrived! Disciples of all sects, don't panic!"

"Clear the world! Protect the righteous path! Kill!"

As a result, the scene became even more chaotic.

There are independent cultivators who want to escape, there are righteous masters who want to fight back, and there are evil cultivators who want to chase forward.

Fortunately, this was an aerial battle and the venue was spacious enough, otherwise the back and forth collisions would inevitably result in a large number of casualties.

Wang Jixuan, who wanted to stand up just now, chose to continue watching the battle after being reminded by Mudan.

These six Tianluo Sanxian are really in trouble.

They summoned their magic weapons, formed a formation, and rushed directly towards the dozen or so immortals from the Dark Sect.

The clash between the immortals soon took place, and the explosions could be heard throughout the entire Xu world!

The war seemed to have just officially begun at this moment.

There was chaos in the sky and on the ground.

Wang Jixuan thought about it and decided to follow Mudan's advice and take Amyna and Gao Huating with him to escape underground.

He originally wanted to take Murong Zhengyi to broaden his horizons and see the world, but Murong Zhengyi was still an outsider after all, so there was no need to let him know too much.

At this moment, Murong Zhengyi was concentrating on observing the aerial battle and was always ready to escape. By the way, he was also worried about his two bodyguard sisters.

——He didn’t even notice when Wang Jixuan left.

Wang Jixuan was certainly not afraid of fighting.

He went underground just to make it easier to get people.

It is a science to move people. You can't go too deep underground, otherwise it will take time and energy for the machine to reach the surface.
It also cannot be too shallow, otherwise the aerial fight will easily affect the lower parts, exposing the mechanical bodies and losing the suddenness of the sneak attack.

Wang Jixuan first left the battlefield and chose a wide cave a hundred feet underground, where an underground river flowed.

It's simply a perfect transit station for the troops.

Wang Dao waved his sleeves to cast a barrier, and he and Amina each took out two stone walls to form a large stone wall.

hum-

The light curtain unfolded, as if opening the door to another world, and behind the door was...

A densely packed iron army!
It was pitch black with no end in sight.

Wang Jixuan made a gesture and Gao Huating immediately returned to the cave. Chishe, Zheng Shiduo, Xiaohao Amina, and Mao Mo lined up in front of him.

The fat immortal Mao Mo also changed into a fashionable leather armor, tied his long hair into a ponytail, and wore a pair of sunglasses on his nose, looking very fashionable.

"First make sure there is no problem with your communication equipment."

Wang Jixuan warned worriedly.

The four of them did a quick check.

Wang Jixuan said, "Normally, they don't have the means to interfere with our communications. Mudan will help you plan every step to take, but if the communications are interfered with, retreat immediately. Don't hesitate. Your strength is not too high, and it will be dangerous if you are out of touch with the command system."

The red snake asked: "Can I show my true form?"

"Try not to," Wang Jixuan said, "After these people have gone crazy, they may not be able to distinguish."

Mao Mo smiled and said, "I have started to receive orders from Commander Mudan... I am actually a precious high-end combat force. This feels really good."

Taoist Wang smiled and made a gesture.

Mao Mo immediately made hand seals and cast a spell, then led the other three people to rush to the ground.

Wang Jixuan's real body retreated directly to the first base and sat on the high tower throne prepared for him, sitting quietly as if he was sleeping soundly.

The alien soul puppet under the throne opened its eyes and its majestic body slowly stood up.

The five-meter-long body is covered with dense black scales, with three heads and three religions combined. At this moment, he holds a fairy sword that grows by itself, exuding a strong aura.

He also wanted to thank the lame Dou Qian Taoist for helping his alien soul puppet regain a lot of combat power. And his alien soul puppet was also the main combat force in the counterattack against more than ten scattered immortals of the Dark Sect today.

"Boss, the situation is unclear, you can't just come on stage."

Mudan's voice came from the floating ball next to her, and she quickly reminded:
“Although I know Wangxian Valley is your hometown.

“But if you want to achieve the final victory, you must be patient now and force the opponent to reveal his trump card before your own trump card comes into play.

“I will guide the righteous cultivators of this world into the Wangxian Valley mountain protection formation, and they will be the survivors who will eventually survive.

“Others… we cannot have any extra compassion.

“Boss, we have all come into contact with Tianluo, and we know that they may be more dangerous than the Dark Cult.

"You must follow my instructions today. You are caught up in your own emotions and may not be able to make a calm decision."

"Okay," Wang Jixuan nodded slowly and said in a deep voice, "Protect those young disciples who were transferred away from Wangxian Valley."

"I have sent a team to provide cover, don't worry, boss."

Mudan's tone was less playful than usual and became extremely calm.

Wang Jixuan did not ask any more questions. The alien soul puppet stood on the high tower, leaning on a long sword. The slowly rotating vortex above its head had not yet connected to the outside world.

Below, a large army of machines surged out like a flood, quickly opening up passages underground.

They were like black water spreading underground, quickly covering the entire underground space corresponding to the battlefield, and their number continued to increase.

The vast ocean is nothing more than this.

……

regret;

Taoist Master Taiye regrets it now.

He regretted why he had been waiting for orders from these mortal immortals from Tianluo instead of taking action directly.

He also regretted that he ordered his men to return to the mountain for defense too quickly after the opponent's Red Dust Immortal appeared.

All in all, they were wrong instructions.

He was a good leader, kind to others and patient with his disciples, but he was not a qualified commander.

In fact, there are very few masters in the cultivation world who have the ability to be commanders on the battlefield.

At this moment, all the righteous sects are fighting each other.

Fortunately, Taoist Taiye's group of righteous monks still have a very strong foundation, and the group of people who can truly crush them - more than a thousand dark believers - are still on the way and have not arrived at the front battlefield.

Seven or eight Mahayana masters took the initiative to join the battle of the immortals and help the six Tianluo immortals relieve the pressure;
There were also some great masters who valued themselves and did not go up to fight, but they also used all their strength, casting spells in the rear and using magic weapons and spells to provide support forward.

This is understandable.

Taoist Master Taiye is still forcing himself to calm down, carefully observing the situation and quickly thinking of countermeasures.

He is of a higher generation, and this place is the mountain gate of his Wangxian Valley. He has the responsibility to reduce the casualties of fellow righteous Taoists...

Suddenly, a voice came into Taiye's ears.

"Fellow Daoist Taiye! Quickly order the cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and below to withdraw from the battle, the farther away from here the better."

Before Taoist Taiye could react, a flash of light appeared beside him, and a fat Taoist priest stood beside him.

This fat immortal was dressed in strange clothes, wearing a simple "eye armor", and surrounded by immortal light. He looked like an immortal who had never appeared before.

The person who came was Mao Mo.

Mao Mo waved his hand and swept away hundreds of fighting figures in front of him.

Those evil cultivators were all severely injured. Although those righteous cultivators were also affected, they seemed to be in good condition.

Taiye was about to rush forward with his sword, but Mao Mo grabbed his arm.

"Where are you going, fellow Taoist?"

"I will go and destroy these demons!"

"Hey!"

Mao Mo smiled and said:

“It only takes a moment to kill these bandits, but the situation is too chaotic right now, and our troops are unable to use their magical powers.

“Master, please use the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission method to shout and let the cultivators at or below the Nascent Soul stage flee immediately.

“The thousands of dark cultists will arrive in no time. If they come, it will be a one-sided massacre.

"Fellow Daoist, please shout quickly!"

Taiye thought about it and felt that this was indeed the case.

He looked to the northwest and saw thousands of black shadows flying close to the ground. He raised his head and looked upwards, and saw twenty or thirty figures constantly interweaving and fighting in the air. One of his own great masters was already seriously injured.

Taiye is not an indecisive person, he just doesn't have the talent to command a battle.

At this moment, Taiye opened his mouth and shouted:
"The Nascent Soul Golden Core retreats quickly! I am about to activate the Heaven-Destroying Formation! Your cultivation is too low, and you will be refined in an instant!"

After saying this, the sword in Taiye's hand trembled continuously, and spiritual energy surged out of the earth with a huge momentum.

This was naturally the great formation of Wangxian Valley, but it was just an ordinary killing formation used to deal with invading enemies, not some kind of heaven-destroying formation.

Mao Mo glared and gave a thumbs up.

Taiye's shout was really effective. Not only did the righteous and independent cultivators retreat frantically, but the group of demonic cultivators also ran away quickly.

Taoist Taiye saw that it was effective, and immediately turned around and asked, "What next?"

"I and my three fellow Taoists will rush to the northwest to try to intercept these dark cultists for a while. The Taoist priest will immediately spread the word to contact masters from all over the place to seize this last opportunity and wipe out these evil cultivators first!"

"it is good!"

Taoist Taiye's eyes lit up and he immediately began to communicate with the heads and masters of each family.

Mao Mo let out a long roar and, as Mudan had instructed, deliberately attracted everyone's attention. He swept across half of the chaotic battlefield with his sword, and instead of going to the sky for support, he rushed towards the northwest.

Immediately, a Dark Sect Immortal rushed down from above;
The six Tianluo immortals immediately activated the battle formation and put pressure on the Dark Sect immortals.

At this moment, both parties still thought that Mao Mo was an immortal from the mortal world hiding in this world - although this situation was not common, it did happen.

However, the name "Mortal Immortals" is just a nice one. In reality, they are people who cannot become immortals normally. For them to face off against great masters, the limit for one person to be able to defeat three or four people is already the limit.

A fat immortal in strange clothes would be of no help against their large group of dark believers.

Swish!
Mao Mo stopped at the edge of the battlefield.

Behind him were three battles at different levels, as well as a large number of cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and below who were retreating in all directions;
In front of him, dark shadows were rushing towards him at a rapid speed like a school of fish. In a dozen breaths, they would engage in close combat with Mao Mo. The group of dark followers of the Mahayana realm flying in the front had already begun to call upon their magic weapons.

Mao Mo smiled coldly, but he was actually a little scared in his heart.

He raised his sword high and shouted:
"open!"

The ground below suddenly surged like water, and thousands of densely packed and neatly arranged large holes appeared on the ground!
Countless silver-gray skeletons popped out from inside!

Countless slender missiles took off into the sky!

Hundreds of thousands of individual plasma cannons locked onto the hundreds of figures in the front.

Mao Mo chopped down with his sword!

Laser cannon salvo!

The scene two seconds later made the immortals and ordinary cultivators here tremble with fear.

As for Taoist Taiye, the shock he received afterwards was not as great as the laughter that came out of the mouth of the "girl" who appeared beside him:
"Hello, Master. It was Master Ji Xuan who sent us here."

Jixuan...

Rumble.

The one-sided bombing has begun.

(End of this chapter)