Evergreen

Chapter 1274
When the immortals heard the words, their complexions changed slightly, and many showed hesitation.

Taoist Huoyang saw that the situation was not good, he immediately sneered and said, "When the catastrophe breaks out, you and I are both the ones who should be catastrophized, so there is no difference of ethnicity."

"Today we come here with great momentum to kill all the immortals in your Guixu sea area. All the immortals here can survive a catastrophe, and it may not be impossible to break through the earth immortals in the future."

"Really." Jiang Linglong sneered, and immediately said: "In my opinion, the ones who are destined to become enlightened are probably members of your Setting Sun Sect."

"The rest of the people, I'm afraid they're just the foot of your horse, consuming my cannon fodder for you."

Speaking of this, Jiang Linglong looked at the immortals and said: "Everyone, be careful, don't be cannon fodder in the hands of others, lest you will be doomed in a daze."

"Hey, witch, don't use your tongue!"

Taoist Huoyang's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately swung his sleeves and used the supernatural power of the Huoyang god to strike at him. Unfortunately, even with this kind of Mahayana supernatural power, he couldn't break through the formation of Zhoutian and stars.

But seeing Jiang Linglong soaring into the sky, and began to urge the Zhoutian star array to gather thousands of lights, and then warned indifferently: "You are all people who have attained the Tao. There are many."

After the words fell, Jiang Linglong stopped talking, but saw the Zhoutian star array blooming with bright fairy light, and the boundless river of star sword energy swept across the world.

Under this long river of sword energy, hundreds of millions of monks who had been cultivated in the blessed land of the setting sun for many years were wiped out overnight, and more than tens of thousands of treasure ships were disintegrated in an instant.

It has to be mentioned that this blessed land of the setting sun is worthy of being a blessed land of earth and immortals, and its foundation is far better than the Suwei sea area.

The number of immortals participating in this battle is several times that of the Suwei sea area, with more than 100 people.

This is still in the Sea of ​​Setting Sun, and many Immortal Clans heard that they were attacking the Sea of ​​Ruins with the strength of the human race, and did not follow the Blessed Land of Setting Sun to fight. Otherwise, if they gathered the power of the Sea of ​​Setting Sun, they might be able to gather more than two hundred immortals.

Even so, more than a hundred immortals gathered together, and the power they gathered was incomparably astonishing.

If it weren't for the fact that many of these immortals were unwilling to fight for the Setting Sun Immortal Sect, and they had a heart of sympathy for the Returning Ruins Sea Territory, and they would have left a bit of leeway when they made their moves, perhaps this battle would have been even more difficult.

Of course, there are also some desperate people who want to take the opportunity to make meritorious deeds, so as to obtain further opportunities for catastrophe.

Jiang Linglong and the others didn't hold back against this kind of person, and killed seven late stage immortals one after another, including a top immortal who had ascended to the ninth level of immortality. After killing a chicken and waiting respectfully, the immortals showed fear.

After hundreds of years of fighting like this, the cannon fodder affiliated to the Setting Sun Sect has been exhausted, and the rest of the immortals have begun to work without any effort.

"Old Ancestor, do you want to use that thing..."

Seeing this, Taoist Huoyang went back to the ancestor of the setting sun and said.

The ancestor of the setting sun shook his head, and said calmly: "Let the disciples go up."

"This……"

Taoist Huoyang's complexion changed slightly. Letting his disciples attack the Zhoutian and Star Formation is tantamount to shaking the mighty heaven and earth with manpower. It can't break through the Zhoutian and Star Formation at all. The only effect is to consume the power of the Zhoutian and Star Formation.

These disciples are all disciples of the Paradise of the Setting Sun, and many of them are descendants of their blood. He couldn't bear to see these people go to die.

Patriarch Xieyang seemed to see what he was thinking, so he shook his head slightly and said: "The sect has nurtured these disciples for tens of thousands of years, and now it's time for them to give back."

"To die for me, the Setting Sun Sect, is the greatest honor in this life for them."

Hearing this, Taoist Huoyang understood that the will of the two ancestors was unshakable.

He felt a little regretful, as he naturally knew some secrets.

There is a supreme treasure hidden in the Setting Sun Immortal Sect, which can be used to deal with the Zhou Tian Xingchen Formation, which is more effective than hundreds of immortals joining forces.

It's a pity that the treasure of Zun Zun was incompletely completed, even after being repaired, it still had a fatal weakness. The two ancestors did not allow any loss of the treasure, and were unwilling to take it out until the last moment.

Thinking of this, he sighed in his heart, then stood up and looked at the army in the Paradise of the Setting Sun, then waved his hands slightly.

Seeing this, all the immortals of the Setting Sun Sect changed their expressions slightly, and then they all started to move forward.

In an instant, 76 immortals of the setting sun came out hand in hand, and millions of treasure ships carrying tens of thousands of soldiers and billions of disciples of the setting sun rushed into the sea area of ​​Guixu.

The great war broke out, and countless disciples of the Paradise of the Setting Sun swarmed in. Countless talismans, spiritual treasures, supernatural powers, and secret techniques bombarded the Zhoutian Xingchen formation, constantly consuming the power of the Zhoutian Xingchen formation.

Naturally, the Guixu sea area will not passively confront the enemy. For a while, countless monks fought with it through the formation, and there was even a fire of nine stars falling from the Zhoutian star array, burning the sea area for hundreds of millions of miles.

In such a tragic war, more than three hundred years passed in a flash.

With the blessing of the Xinghuan Ancient Clock, the power, defense, and ability to gather the light of the Zhoutian Star Formation have increased by more than [-]%.

This five achievements is a qualitative change. Even if a blessed land keeps attacking the Zhoutian Xingchen formation, it is still difficult to break through the Zhoutian Xingchen formation. It can only consume the spirit stone fairy source stored in the Zhoutian Xingchen formation.

Seeing that ten Jiazi had passed, the Zhoutian and Xingchen array was still as stable as Mount Tai, the ancestor Xieyang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He looked at the ancestor of the setting sun, bowed slightly and said: "The Suwei sea area has been attacked for a thousand years, and I have been attacking the blessed land of the setting sun for another [-] years. Counting the time, the spirit energy stored in the setting sun sea should have been consumed for more than half."

"Right now, the aura of the Zhoutian Xingchen formation is insufficient, and the power of the formation will definitely be greatly reduced. This is the best time for us to break the formation in one fell swoop."

The ancestor of the setting sun nodded slightly, he knew that he really couldn't waste it any longer.

Now that the power of the Paradise of the Setting Sun has lost nearly half, it is difficult to gather the strongest offensive. If it continues like this, even if it takes tens of thousands of years, it may not be able to break through the Zhoutian Xingchen array.

Although it continues to consume, it can continue to weaken the Zhoutian Star Formation in the Guixu sea area, but it will take time for the Guixu Taoist to digest the previous gains. I am afraid that it will be enough to leave the customs within a few hundred years, so it cannot be delayed.

Thinking about this, Patriarch Setting Sun said: "If that's the case, let's invite him out."

"Om-"

As the voice fell, there was a sound of horns in the boundless sea in the distance.

When everyone looked up, they saw an extremely desolate ancient ship covered with marks of knives and axes coming from a distance.

It was an ancient big ship with a dark body. It stood between the sky and the sea. It was just such a quiet operator, but it was like a big ship that broke through the boundless chaos, revealing the most desolate and ancient atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)