A cool breath rose from the bottom of his heart and quickly spread to his whole body, Zhang Xiaohan only felt that the heart in his chest seemed to be cold, it turned out that the hundred-year catastrophe began with the demon clan's first attack on the Northern Cold Mountain.
On that day, the sword of Zhuxian retreated from the demon clan, a large number of demon clans died, and more than a thousand monks fell, which was in response to the sentence "Zhuxian is in the world, and the life is catastrophic", and the hibiscus has been arranged for decades, but it also coincided with those days to launch.
In the dark, as if it was the will of heaven, the lives of the Lingwu Continent were unavoidable.
Zhang Xiaohan's heart was sad, she turned out to be a driving force of this catastrophe.
Not only her, but Xia Chenxi, Mu Hibiscus, Yan Dao, or many other monks, were all driving force behind this catastrophe.
"I want to go over," Zhang Xiaohan suddenly blurted out.
The monk of Wuji Sect was watching, whispering, and discussing all kinds of possible occurrences in a low voice, although Zhang Xiaohan's voice was not loud, but the resoluteness when he blurted out suddenly stopped the monk's whispering.
"Elder Zhang, where are you going" Pu Shuangtian has been paying attention to Zhang Xiaohan's movements, in fact, he is paying attention to Zhang Tao, Zhang Xiaohan found it the first time he raised his legs, and he also found Zhang Tao's obstruction.
As soon as Zhang Xiaohan's words came out, the person flew into the air, and in mid-air, the mountain wind blew Zhang Xiaohan's hair, and the hair fell on her cheeks to bring out some messiness, which made Zhang Xiaohan's face pale, she didn't turn her head, the purple light swept through, and the cold voice seemed to tremble a little: "The demon clan is very likely to have crossed the Northern Cold Mountain." ” Behind her, two rays of light, one black and one red, followed.
Pu Shuangtian's shocked gaze shifted from the three rays of light to Zhang Tao's body, although Zhang Tao followed Zhang Xiaohan, but after all, he was the highest cultivator in the cultivation period here.
Zhang Tao sighed slightly, and also turned into a ray of light, chasing after Zhang Xiaohan.
Zhang Xiaohan flew into the sky, and her heart slowly began to calm down, she knew that if Zhang Tao and her judgment were correct, they were indeed too late, too late, but if she didn't see it with her own eyes, her heart was uneasy.
But even if she saw it, what could she do, this was a war, a war between the demon clan and a human monk, and it was not something that she could reverse as a god-transforming monk.
Every few dozen miles, you can see the monks guarding the other sect, and they are like the monks of the Wuji Sect, standing on the top of the mountain, dazed and at a loss.
Seeing the light flying, some people flew up and tried to ask the reason, but they saw that a few lights did not stop, so they stopped.
Firefox and Xiaobao were only a little hesitant to set off a little bit more than Zhang Xiaohan, but the distance between the two of them and Zhang Xiaohan has never been shortened, you must know that their speed is much faster than Zhang Xiaohan.
Zhang Xiaohan also found that she was much faster, but at this time there was no joy in her heart, her heart was messy, she didn't want to imagine the future of the Lingwu Continent, but she couldn't help but imagine it.
The Magic Forbidden Land will also move at this time, and Song Chensha, he has been missing for so long, is it that as soon as the Zhuxian Sword comes out, he will also come out with the Zhuxian Bow In the distance, spiritual power fluctuations came, and there was a faint roar, and when you got closer, you could feel the unusual spiritual power fluctuations.
That was the fluctuation of spiritual power that only high-level monks would have.
She saw, she saw only the last part of the battlefield.
There were four or five demon cultivators and monks in the battle group, and each place was a demon cultivator fighting against two or three or even more monks, and both sides were all doing their best, and the aura storm raised alone was enough to kill the Yuan Infant Monk.
On the top of the Northern Cold Mountain, from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the southern slope, between the large pieces of blood are stumps and broken arms, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is the demon clan or the monk's, and further away, the fluctuations of spiritual power are scattered.
In a quarter of an hour, just over a quarter of an hour, the battlefield stretched from the Northern Cold Mountain to the Lingwu Continent.
His thoughts seemed to pause, but his hand waved, and a purple light shot out from Zhang Xiaohan's raised palm, rushing straight towards the nearest demon cultivator.
The demon cultivator and the monk were fighting together, and there was a loud sound of spiritual power colliding in the air, raising a large area of coercion and aura, but that purple light unceremoniously broke through the battle group and fell towards the demon cultivator with lightning speed.
The demon cultivator was besieged by the two, and he had the upper hand, but when he saw the purple light attacking, he didn't dare to hold it up, and a black shield that was fighting quickly withdrew, standing in front of him, and at the same time glanced at Zhang Xiaohan, and with one hand, he was about to pull Zhang Xiaohan into the battle group.
As soon as his hand moved, the shield in front of him also met the purple qi, and as soon as the demon cultivator's eyes showed excitement, he saw that the purple light instantly pierced the black shield, and the castration was unabated, and it landed on the demon cultivator's chest head-on.
The excitement in the demon cultivator's eyes was still there, but it turned into consternation, and he looked down at his chest in disbelief, only to see a big black hole, but his body leaned back with inertia, and before he fell, his body suddenly rippled and turned into a stiff monster, and the monster's front chest and back pierced.
A small monster jumped out of the hole, and was just about to escape, when a big hand made of spiritual energy grabbed it, and at the same time, a voice sounded: "Thank you for your help." ” Zhang Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, the purple light just now was stimulated by her anger, but the power of this purple light was beyond her imagination, where is the power of the early stage of the transformation of the gods, this purple light penetrated the shield with one blow, and penetrated the chest of the demon cultivator, no one could believe it.
The jade bottle flew towards him: "This is the trophy of the Daoist, and the Daoist has collected it." ” Zhang Xiaohan subconsciously reached out and took the jade bottle, and saw that it was an elderly monk who threw the jade bottle, with a kind face and anger, and after saying a word, it was like another demon cultivator pounced on him.
"Congratulations to the master, the master's strength has improved one step further" The fire fox's voice reminded Zhang Xiaohan, now is not the time to be stunned, she quickly glanced at the situation ahead.
There are also four warbands, and the two monks who have just been liberated have joined one wargroup at the same time, and the tide of battle is tilting on the monk's side.
Zhang Xiaohan took a step forward, only to feel that the strength of her whole body had increased with her step, and when she raised her hand again, another purple light flew out of her palm.
A black light curtain stopped in front of the purple light, but there was a thunderclap, the black light curtain was split, and the purple light continued to move forward.
A broad broadsword flew over, the head of the knife was covered with red mist, the blood was smoking, and the purple light hit the big knife mercilessly, and the dazzling purple light covered the blood light of the knife head.
The explosion sound caused by the "click" impact was particularly harsh, accompanied by a dazzling purple light ball spreading out in all directions, and all the fighting seemed to stop at this moment, stopping between the light ball generated by the collision of the purple light and the broadsword. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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