Chapter 275: Rescue

It was expected that Chuqing would go to find the people from Zhaori Mountain. After all, they were the ones who were being hunted and could not fight back. If they wanted to survive, this was their only choice.

However, according to Yiyi, the situation at Shenyin Palace is not very good, and they are at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Zhaori Mountain.

This made Lu Ye a little confused. He had been pestering the people of Fenghuayuan and killed a large number of them. Logically speaking, Shenyin Palace only needed to deal with Zhaori Mountain. The manpower and strength of the two sides were basically different. Wu Ji, why would Zhaori Mountain have the advantage?

When he was in the valley before, Ji Yan from Shenyin Palace came to woo him, but he rejected him. At that time, he felt that rather than cooperate with unfamiliar people and obey other people's orders, it would be better to be alone. Some.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. If he had acted with the people from Shenyin Palace, he would never have achieved so many gains as he did now.

The situation is now unfavorable to the Shenyin Palace. Once the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge defeats the Shenyin Palace, the Haotian Alliance monks in Xianyuan City will no longer have a way to survive.

Therefore, after thinking for a moment, Lu Ye decided to meet the people from Shenyin Palace.

Now is no longer the time to fight alone.

After burning incense, Lu Ye and Ju Jia broke into the war zone where the two major forces were fighting. There were more than a dozen streets in this area, where monks from both sides fought. Every room was filled with murderous intentions, and no one could I don't know if there are any enemies hiding inside. If you pass by nearby, maybe a few hostile monks will come out from inside.

On a long street, several monks from the Haotian Alliance were fighting and retreating. The blood dyed the ground they passed red. The corpses of their companions were lying on the ground where they passed.

The monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who were chasing them were more numerous and stronger than them. They had sent out a message asking for help, but their own side was already at a disadvantage. Everyone was being besieged, and who could come to rescue them.

Several people were also stubborn. Although they knew that this was a very dangerous situation, they did not want to sit back and wait for death. They only waited for an opportunity to drag the enemy to death. However, the monks from Wanmoling who were chasing them had obviously suffered such losses, so they were very cautious and would not They approached easily and only used their royal weapons and spells, obviously intending to consume their spiritual power before killing them.

Seeing the enemy's plan, the few of them did not dare to delay any longer. They looked at each other, and after the leader gave an order, they all rushed forward to attack.

Streams of light flickered and blood flew. During the attack, two people fell down. After a breath, two more people fell down. Finally, an eighth-level soldier cultivator was left to kill in front of the enemy. The spiritual weapon in his hand bloomed with dazzling light, facing towards his head. The nearest cultivator from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge was smashed down.

However, before he could land his attack, a spell hit his chest and knocked him away.

Falling to the ground, the man was out of breath.

"You are not overestimating your own capabilities!" The leader of the monks on the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge side snorted coldly, holding his own spiritual weapon and going forward to kill the soldier.

Just as he started to move, he suddenly stopped and frowned, "What's the sound?"

A rumbling sound quickly approached from the side, and then a large hole was knocked out of the house next to it, and a tall figure burst out of the hole.

Looking at this man, the leader of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge monks exclaimed: "Giant armor!"

This guy obviously recognizes Jujia.

The giant armor that followed the spiritual power fluctuations to this place looked around, but before he could understand the situation, he was surrounded by the group of monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

He lowered his head, pointed at the enemy and assumed a charging stance, stepped on his feet, and rushed out with a bang. Attacks hit him one after another, causing a halo to flash around his body.

The distance between each other quickly narrowed, and a group of monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge scattered one after another. The originally tight formation was suddenly knocked away. One monk was unable to dodge, and his bones were broken when he was hit by the giant armor, and he fell out.

Before the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge could re-form their formation, there was a sudden cry and the sound of pipa playing. Immediately afterwards, on the roofs on all sides, the immortal guards appeared one by one, and the soul-binding chains were directed at them. When under the hood.

There were also streams of royal weapons coming at each other, harvesting their lives. In just a short moment, this group of seven or eight monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge were killed in pieces.

Lu Ye took back his royal weapon and jumped down from the roof. A group of ghosts followed behind him and came to the Haotian Alliance monk who was covered in blood to check his injuries.

After a while, Lu Ye sighed in his heart, this man was hopeless and his injuries were too serious.

At this moment, the eighth-level soldier cultivator seemed to have come back to his senses. His face was a little rosier. He looked at the ghosts around him in surprise, then looked at Lu Ye and Jujia. His originally gloomy eyes were ignited with a glimmer of hope. He raised his hand and grabbed Lu Ye's arm: "Go and save people!"

"Know."

Lu Ye nodded lightly.

The hand that grabbed Lu Ye's arm dropped, and the life force quickly dissipated from the soldier's body.

As Yiyi cleaned the battlefield, the giant armor came over carrying a cultivator from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who had lost his ability to resist, and lifted him in front of Lu Ye.

Lu Ye looked at him, a little confused.

"Kill!" the giant armor said angrily.

"Kill yourself." Lu Ye thought he was giving credit to himself.

Little did they know that when Jujia followed Sima Yang in the past, Jujia would charge forward in every battle, crippling and crippling the enemy. In the end, Sima Yang would reap the rewards.

Jujia scratched his head. Although he had killed some people in Fenghuayuan before when he went crazy, at that time he was completely dominated by the anger in his heart and had no memory at all afterwards. Killing was a bit too unfamiliar to him.

But he was still a ninth-level monk after all, and he had never killed an enemy before. It wasn't that he didn't want to kill him, but Sima Yang wouldn't let him kill him.

After thinking about it, he dropped the cultivator from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge on the ground, then raised his big foot and stepped on his head under the horrified gaze of the other party.

It was like a watermelon being stepped on and the scene was bloody.

Lu Ye glanced at him, said nothing, and said, "Let's go."

Following the source of the spiritual power fluctuations, he rescued two groups of monks from the Haotian Alliance along the way, but they were all killed and dispersed.

Under their guidance, after a stick of incense, Lu Ye finally arrived at the main battlefield where the two major forces were fighting.

All the houses nearby have been destroyed, and broken walls and corpses of monks killed by both sides can be seen everywhere.

There were only about a hundred monks led by the Shenyin Palace, but there were more than 150 monks led by Zhaori Mountain on the other side. The two sides clashed in the air, and the rays of royal weapons and spells bloomed and intertwined.

The difference in the number of people was half, and the Haotian League side was obviously at a disadvantage in the scene. They were constantly being forced to retreat, and screams were heard from time to time. As the Haotian League monks continued to be injured and died, the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge side had the advantage. getting bigger.

In this situation, it can be said that the Haotian Alliance is not far away from being defeated.

But everyone is resisting and no one is escaping, because everyone knows that escaping at this time will only make the situation worse. At this moment, there is still some resistance in the group. If you run away, you can be content for a while, but The final result will only be defeated one by one by Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

Even so, the Haotian Alliance is just delaying death.

The offensive at Ten Thousand Demon Ridge was extremely fierce and fierce. They tried to organize several rushes, but unfortunately they failed to break through the Haotian Alliance's defense line.

It's not that they don't know that they should fight steadily at this time. Under such a situation, as long as the Wanmoling side is stable, they can slowly kill the enemy. After all, the gap in numbers is there and it cannot be smoothed out.

That's what they've done before.

But since the people from Fenghuayuan gathered together and brought a piece of news, the offensive at Ten Thousand Demon Ridge became fierce. They wanted to defeat the Haotian Alliance's front in the shortest possible time to prevent changes.

The accident finally came, and just when the two sides were fighting fiercely, wailing cries rang out, and invisible shocks filled the air in all directions, causing the offensive of many monks from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge to freeze slightly.

The suppressed monks of the Haotian Alliance, who were at a disadvantage, were immediately under great pressure and took advantage of the situation to counterattack.

At the same time, ghosts appeared one by one, and the soul-binding locks were released.

Caught off guard, the Wanmoling side suffered a huge loss. Nearly ten people were locked up on the spot and then killed.

On the Haotian Alliance side, many monks followed the source of the sound and were all surprised.

Because they saw a tall figure over there.

"It's giant armor!"

"This bastard Sima Yang is finally here. It seems he isn't too stupid after all!"

Exclaims of surprise came out one after another. It seemed that the arrival of the giant armor made the monks of the Haotian Alliance feel much more at ease. This is understandable. The giant armor is famous, and the monks nearby are aware of his physical strength. At this moment, our own side suddenly Having such a powerful physical training can naturally stabilize people's hearts.

Apart from anything else, with the presence of the giant armor, it would not be that easy for those at Ten Thousand Demon Ridge to rush into the formation.

But what puzzled them even more was how the giant armor could stand together with a group of spirits. Those spirits looked like their own helpers, because they were attacking the people in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

Moreover, it seems that the one standing next to the giant armor who is performing the Fire Dragon Technique is not Sima Yang...

Among the crowd, Ji Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Before that, he tried many times to win over Sima Yang and Jujia, but they were all unsuccessful. Sima Yang was the most snobbish guy, and there was no way to impress him without giving him enough benefits. But now Gu Shenyang is imprisoned in Xianyuan City. In the dungeon, without him making the decision, how could Ji Yan promise any benefits to Sima Yang?

Now it seems that Sima Yang has a general understanding and knows that he should come to help.

He also saw the spirits around the giant armor. Although he was confused, now was not the time to investigate. Since those spirits were attacking Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, they were his helpers.

On the other side, in the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge camp, a young man looked sternly towards the place where the ghosts were, looking at Lu Ye who was performing the Fire Dragon Technique. This man was Qi Ming, the guardian envoy of Zhaori Mountain.

"Is this the Jade Blood Sect Lu Yiye?" Qi Ming frowned.

"Yes." Chu Qing, standing next to Qi Ming, gritted her teeth and responded.

"Did he kill so many of you to pieces?" Qi Ming sounded dissatisfied.