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The monsters kept attacking the barrier, and several golden core monks turned pale, and their mana was rapidly drained. If this continued, the barrier would be broken sooner or later.

Just as they were communicating with each other whether to retreat, several figures approached quickly.

Looking at the appearance of the person who came, the expressions of several people sank.

The person who came was the barbarian Golden Core cultivator.

The faces of the three barbarian Jindan were also shocked by the terrifying scene in front of them.

Seeing that the enchantment maintained by several middle-earth monks was crumbling, the three looked at each other and dispersed.

"Middle-earth monks, don't be nervous. We are not interested in making enemies with you. If this monster rushes out, our holy clan will bear the brunt of it. We have sent a large message, and the ancestors of our clan will come to help soon."

Li Qianyuan and the others also breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words. If the barbarian monks were hot-headed at this time, they would really die without burial.

Fortunately, these barbarians are still clear-headed.

The Jindan monks of the Spirit Sword Sect thanked them, and with the addition of three Jindan monks, the crumbling barrier was stabilized again.

But before they could catch their breath, a group of monsters sprang out again from the blood-colored space. The strength of these newly arrived monsters was uneven. Just feel the scalp tingling.

Invasion, this is definitely a prepared invasion.

The world of cultivating immortals is about to change.

In Sanyang City, Zhou Tong and the others anxiously waited for news at the Zongmen residence.

Half a day had passed, and none of the Golden Core cultivators had returned.

A bad premonition lingers in everyone's mind.

"This won't really be a war."

Song Lin's expression turned ugly.

Zhao Shanhe sighed: "I hope not, otherwise no one in the entire world of cultivating immortals can be alone."

Yun Tiancheng sat cross-legged on the futon, adjusting his state, regardless of whether a war broke out, in this case, try to maintain his best state as much as possible, and strive to survive the next changes.

Zhou Tong was also extremely depressed in his heart, what kind of battle is this good, and he didn't notice the slightest sign before that.

And what is that strange breath, it is not the breath of a monk at all.

At this time, Sanyang City was under martial law, and the city protection array had been opened. People in the city were in a panic, and they didn't know what happened.

A day later, Zhou Tong was recruited to join the garrison of Sanyang City.

With the absence of the Jindan stage monks, they, the Foundation Establishment monks, will take on the responsibility of defending the city.

Zhou Tong was appointed as the captain of a small team, and with more than a dozen monks in the Qi refining period, he began to patrol the area he was in charge of, in case any young people took advantage of it to make trouble.

At such a time, whoever dares to show up and make trouble will immediately be hit like a thunderbolt.

All sects issued strict orders, and all monks were strictly prohibited from walking around at will. If necessary, they would be recruited unconditionally, and those who dared to resist would be killed without mercy.

It has been a day since Elder Jindanqi left, and at dusk on this day, countless rays of light emerged from the south.

Huge warships appeared in the distance.

This posture made Zhou Tong's eyelids twitch wildly, this is the rhythm of a big battle.

I have just been cultivating immortals for more than a hundred years, so why did I encounter such a sad thing.

Even if he travels hundreds of years earlier, at least he has more power to protect himself than now.

"Bless the Jade Emperor, don't let me belch like this!"

Those warships flew over Sanyang City as if covering the sky and covering the sun, without stopping for a moment. Zhou Tong saw the warship belonging to Xuanlingzong in it.

The speed of the Immortal Cultivation World's response to emergencies was far beyond his expectations.

Such a large army can be mobilized in just one day.

This also reassures him a lot, at least it won't be his turn to go out as cannon fodder in a short time.

Half a day later, violent mana fluctuations came from the north, even though Sanyang City was thousands of miles away, it was slightly affected.

All the cultivators in the city were terrified, and those mortals even thought it was a punishment from heaven, and they were already bewildered.

At this moment, whether it is a high-ranking immortal master or an ordinary mortal, they are all ants in front of this destructive power.

As time passed day by day, Zhou Tong seized all the time to practice blood magic, and added all the remaining attribute points to his lifespan, increasing his lifespan to more than 2000 years in one fell swoop.

He has just broken through the second level of the Blood God Art. After using it forcibly, it consumes 100 years of life, and can raise his cultivation base to the late stage of foundation establishment in a short time. With the addition of various attributes, the limit of the outbreak Combat power is comparable to that of Jindan early stage.

It's just that the lifespan of 2000 years simply cannot withstand too much consumption.

This method can only be used as his last resort to save his life.

There is still no news from the north, and the entire middle-earth cultivating world is shrouded in this depressing atmosphere.

All mortal kingdoms are gearing up and expanding their armies crazily.

Those immortal cultivators who used to be equivalent to legendary figures for most mortals began to appear frequently in the mortal world.

The abnormal behavior of the world of cultivating immortals in the middle earth also made the monsters in the endless mountains of the man very nervous.

Deep in the mountains, in a huge palace, a man with blood-red hair sat on a throne.

"You can find out, what happened to Zhongtu?"

A demon king said: "I don't know the specific situation yet, but I know that most of the monks in the Nascent Soul stage of the human race have gone to the northern border, and the human race has already made preparations for war."

The red-haired man pondered for a moment and said: "Continue to investigate, and if necessary, send people to go deep into the northern border. I feel that this time things will not be so simple."

He had a bad premonition in his heart. As a great monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul, this premonition is often very accurate.

"Let the clansmen prepare for war. I'm afraid we won't be able to survive alone this time."

The faces of all the demon kings changed slightly, and they quickly said yes.

And this time in the north.

The barrier maintained by Li Qianyuan and the others had already been breached. When the reinforcements arrived, several of the more than ten Golden Core cultivators blew themselves up and died. Among them, Wu Feng, who returned to Yuanzong, had already died in battle.

But those bug-like monsters gushed out like a tide.

Li Qianyuan and the others fought and retreated, and several barbarian monks joined the battle on the way.

When the reinforcements arrived, Li Qianyuan was already covered with scars, and a moment later, he was going to follow in the footsteps of his colleagues and blew himself up.

Fortunately, all this is over, and Li Qianyuan, whose mana is almost exhausted, is taken to the warship.

The battleship that covered the sky and the sun shone with spiritual light, and huge beams of mana gathered together blasted towards the tide-like insect swarm monsters.

As soon as the battle came into contact, it was already intense.

The eight great monks of the Nascent Soul stage personally shot these monsters from different worlds with devastating spells.

Facing the invasion of another world, enemies who have fought for thousands of years are now standing on the same front.