The Red River Valley is a vast area, with winding mountains and towering ancient trees, making it a treasure land that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
At this moment, the morning sun is born, sprinkling a pale golden light, reflecting the figure sitting on the top of the mountain like a god, transcending all beings.
It was Ling Xian.
His starry eyes were closed, and his Dao marks were added, exhaling the aura of heaven and earth, enhancing his cultivation.
It's a pity that the effect is minimal, like a stone falling into the sea, and it is difficult to splash a ripple.
This is also something that can't be helped, when you reach the seventh realm, cultivation becomes more difficult.
If you rely on the aura alone, it will take hundreds of years to break through to a small realm.
Therefore, Ling Xian felt the urgency, although he still had hundreds of years to live, don't forget, there was a Heavenly Abyss curse in his body.
This kind of curse is terrifying and vicious, and it will eat away at his longevity little by little, especially after devouring a hundred steps, the power is even stronger.
According to Ling Xian's estimates, every day that passed, the Heavenly Abyss Curse would devour his own four days of life.
In other words, if someone else has passed for one day, he has passed for five days.
In this way, he naturally felt the urgency.
However, he also understands that whether it is a breakthrough or a search for medicine, it depends on the opportunity, and he is not in a hurry.
"Let it be, the top priority is to deal with the Demon Gate."
Ling Xian sighed lightly, thinking of the Demon Gate, he couldn't help frowning.
Half a year has passed since the last battle.
In the past six months, the Demon Gate has not sent troops here, as if they have forgotten the Red River Valley.
However, the situation in the remaining nine battlefields became more and more serious, and every time news came, the situation became a little worse.
In the face of the strange and powerful Demon Gate, the coalition forces were tied up and defeated one after another.
If it weren't for the numerical advantage, I'm afraid that the other nine battlefields would have collapsed long ago.
However, judging from the current situation, it is a matter of time before it collapses, unless, it can crack all kinds of strange methods of the Demon Gate.
"The situation is very serious, the methods of the extraterritorial heavenly demons are too strange and unfamiliar, and there is no way to start."
Thinking of the news coming from the Nine Great Battlefields, Ling Xian sighed and was worried.
The Demon Gate is the indigenous force of the Xuanwu Continent, no matter how weird the methods are, the major forces will understand a little bit, and they will not be beaten so badly.
But in fact, they were beaten and had no power to fight back, which proves that those strange methods came from extraterritorial heavenly demons.
"I hope that the major forces can abandon their selfishness and join forces to resist the enemy."
Ling Xian muttered to himself.
Although the battle situation has not reached a critical moment, it is already very serious, and if the major forces throw selfish intentions, then this battle will not be able to be fought.
And just as he frowned and thought, a silver dragon pierced through the clouds and broke through the sky, and the moment it landed, it turned into a human form, which was the man in white.
He tightened his sword eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Something big has happened" "What's the matter" Ling Xian frowned slightly.
"The Demon Gate has increased its troops to nine battlefields, it seems that even if it is not a decisive battle, it is also trying to defeat the coalition forces of the nine battlefields in one fell swoop."
The man in white was concise and to the point.
"It doesn't make sense, although the Demon Gate is powerful, in terms of the number of top powerhouses, the coalition still has the advantage."
"It's just because of selfishness that the major forces haven't done their best."
"Therefore, the way to benefit the Demon Gate should be to fight a war of attrition and win the battle, just to force the major forces to abandon their selfishness, and there is no benefit to the Demon Gate."
Ling Xian was suspicious, unable to understand the Demon Gate's intentions.
"You're right, but that's the old calendar."
The man in white smiled bitterly and said, "Guess how many strong people the Demon Gate has sent?"
"When is it, you still let me guess and say it quickly."
Ling Xian's brows furrowed, and his tone became a little heavier.
"Speaking of which, it's really incredible, how can there be so many Ming Dao Realm powerhouses in the Demon Gate" The man in white sighed with emotion and said, "The Demon Gate has sent ten Ming Dao Realm powerhouses to each battlefield, that is to say, a total of ninety. ” "Ninety Ming Dao powerhouses" Ling Xian's body was shocked, and Rao Yi was also shocked by his heart.
That is a rare power of the seventh realm, it is not a small monk that can be seen everywhere, even if the top forces are combined, there may not be ninety.
Although the Demon Gate has a profound heritage, it is only a force after all, how can it have ninety powerhouses in the Ming Dao Realm "This is impossible, although the Demon Gate has been inherited for 100,000 years, in terms of the depth of the heritage, there is no force in the world that can control it."
"In terms of the number of top powerhouses, there is no force that can compare."
"But ninety Ming Dao realm powerhouses are inevitably too incredible."
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Ling Xian's brows tightened, he had been in the Demon Gate Cave Heaven for a while, and he was sure that the Demon Gate would only have thirty Ming Dao Realm cultivators at most.
In the past two years, some have died one after another, and at present, it is not bad to have twenty people left, how can it be as many as ninety "I think it's incredible, it's a fantasy, but it's true."
The man in white smiled bitterly and said, "None of the ninety Ming Dao Realm cultivators are bad, they are all flesh and blood people, not puppets, and they are definitely not demon beasts. ” Hearing this, Ling Xian's brows furrowed even tighter, he was sure that there were only twenty Seventh Realm cultivators left in the Demon Gate at most, and where did the remaining seventy people come from It's hard to be a territorial, it's an extraterritorial demon Thinking of this possibility, Ling Xian's heart suddenly sank, and his face became a little gloomy.
If he guessed correctly, the problem was even more serious.
Although Ling Xian didn't know what the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon had planned, he knew that once the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon entered the Xuanwu Continent, something bad would definitely happen "The nine battlefields combined, there were originally eighteen Ming Dao realm powerhouses, and now, there are one hundred and eight."
"This is an incredible number, even if the major forces are combined, they may not be able to gather enough for a hundred Ming Dao powerhouses."
"Therefore, the leaders of the major forces have already issued orders for me to wait to go and support."
The man in white sighed, faintly revealing a bit of despair.
One hundred and eight Ming Dao powerhouses, this number is too terrifying, and whoever changes it will inevitably feel hopeless.
"Could it be that the Xuanwu Continent doesn't have the power of the Eighth Realm," Ling Xian frowned.
"Maybe there is, maybe not, but one thing is certain, the power of the eighth realm has not yet appeared."
The man in white was helpless and said, "In other words, you can only fight to the death." ” "What a heavy word for death battle."
Ling Xian sighed and said, "You are all gone, what should I do in the Red River Valley, in case, the Demon Gate is diverting the tiger from the mountain?"
"One hundred and eight Ming Dao powerhouses have been arrayed, even if we transfer the tiger away from the mountain, we can only be fooled."
"Those nine battlefields are all very important, and if they are occupied by the Demon Gate, the situation will be even more dangerous."
"What's more, this is likely to be the last battle, and there is no need to divert the tiger from the mountain."
The man in white smiled bitterly, obviously not holding out much hope.
Seeing this, Ling Xian pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "I'll go with you." ” "No, you've got to guard this place."
The man in white replied and said, "The Red River Valley is also very important, you must leave a Ming Dao Realm cultivator in charge, you are undoubtedly the best candidate." ” "My ancient Buddha relics may be able to help."
Ling Xian spoke.
"It's useless, since you broke that special method, this method has never appeared again."
The man in white sighed and said, "So, you better stay." ” :