There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

at the same time.

Knowing that the cultivators of the Five Sects had no support behind them, the demons and monsters became even more arrogant.

Countless monstrous beasts gathered into a beast tide, crashing against the city not far away. Interspersed among them were some demons and ghost cultivators, and from a distance, demonic energy and baleful aura rolled in.

Just looking at it is enough to make one feel terrified.

"We can't hold out any longer..."

A monk, covered in blood, felt despair upon seeing this scene: "We can't hold out."

Unlike cultivators, the number of demonic beasts was already enormous, and with demonic cultivators and ghost cultivators mixed in among them, the vast disparity in manpower meant that they had been fighting these days solely on sheer willpower.

Even so, it seems that nothing can stop the other party's progress.

A sense of dejection spread throughout the cultivators. Elder Zhong Yi was fighting a great demon whose cultivation was comparable to his own, and the two of them naturally noticed what was happening below.

The Great Demon swung his longsword, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on Elder Zhong Yi's shoulder. He himself didn't fare much better, having been stabbed in the previous exchange.

"see it?"

He seemed oblivious to the pain, his face filled with cruelty. "This is all the fault of your Taiyi Sect."

“If you had just handed over Gu Xia’s body, none of this would have happened. But you insisted on resisting, and those cultivators died because of your foolish decision.”

His response was a cold, sharp sword strike from Elder Zhong Yi: "Shut up!"

He stood there with his sword, expressionless. "Don't try to justify your actions. If anyone is wrong, it's you who are."

"You're lucky you weren't struck dead by lightning."

Upon hearing the words "heavenly thunder," the great demon opposite him visibly turned ugly.

For the demon race, just hearing those two words evoked a deep-seated fear.

However, upon thinking about what they could gain if they succeeded, he instantly became excited again.

Didn't Heaven disapprove of their actions to improve their cultivation?

When the cultivation world becomes the domain of the demon race, even if the Heavenly Dao is furious, it will be powerless to stop it.

Because it might not even be able to save itself.

Neither of them could gain the upper hand in the short term, but the battle below made Elder Zhong Yi increasingly anxious. Admittedly, he had brought a group of inner disciples, but they couldn't withstand this endless barrage of attacks.

However, the more anxious he became, the more the great demon opposite him laughed, after all, in his view, these cultivators were already at their last gasp.

They will be completely defeated sooner or later after just a few more attacks.

Elder Zhong Yi caught a glimpse of his smug expression out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but fly into a rage. He raised his hand and unhesitatingly unleashed several sword energies at the other party.

"..."

damn it.

Why is this sword cultivator so irritable?

The Great Demon's face was equally gloomy, and he revealed a chilling smile.

Seeing that the outermost defensive line had collapsed under the overwhelming force of the demon army, the cultivators behind them were determined to die.

The next second, countless magical artifacts crashed down from mid-air, and bursts of golden light transformed into protective shields, timely blocking the fatal blows from the cultivators who had been knocked to the ground.

The moment the leading monster made contact, its hard body was sliced ​​in two, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Screams suddenly rang out on the battlefield, and the more agile demonic cultivators retreated after a brief moment of chaos.

This scene instantly froze the smile on the Great Demon's face, who had been so confident of victory.

"what happened?"

This is not what he imagined.

Just then, the golden light gradually subsided, revealing the figures of cultivators.

Their clothing varied, and their magical weapons were all different. The moment they joined the battlefield, they filled the gaps in the defense and blocked the fierce attack.

The Great Demon no longer cared about the attacks on his body; he stared intently at the cultivators who had appeared out of thin air, unable to believe his eyes.

"Didn't they say there was no support? Where did these people come from?"

Who's sabotaging his plans behind the scenes!

Of course, no one paid any attention to his roar.

The leading figure, an elderly man with white hair and beard, focused his energy on his lower abdomen.

"The Xie family has brought half of its cultivators to come and assist you fellow cultivators."

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