The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

Chapter 523: Allies Arrive

The war broke out instantly!

Looking at the billowing black smoke rising from a far distance, the miasma filling the air, the dead grass and trees, and then listening to the earth-shaking collision, the sound was deafening.

In another dense forest at a distance, the cold wind whistled, and hundreds of erratic ghosts seemed to stick to the wall, crawling and climbing.

"Boom boom--"

A group of deformed monsters with tongues growing on their heads, heads like man-eating plants, and bodies like cheetahs, with evil mucus dripping on their backs, flew over the eaves and walls, and ran straight to the Long Night Corridor.

They didn't care how many fetuses of gods were guarding there, nor how powerful those gods were.

Accumulating quality with quantity, and using flesh and blood to consume divine power can achieve the master's goal.

"Puff!"

A black feather, shaped like a knife, swung horizontally.

The dark sharp momentum was unstoppable, cutting off the heads of dozens of monsters before dissipating.

"The hunt... has begun."

The woman's whisper was as clear as the morning dew, and just one sound could make people's hearts ripple.

However, when the true form of the black feather was revealed, eight black feathers spread out angrily behind the graceful figure, and the dazed people thought it was the arrival of the dark angel.

But she did not have the breath of depravity, and was based on pure darkness.

She was the incarnation of the night, and the master of the dark night. If she did not take the crown and was not deified, there would be no dark element controller in the world who was superior to her.

"Ye Nishang, after 10,000 years of cultivation, has become the pinnacle of a saint, and is the king of all holy beasts. You are worthy of the surname Ye!"

"But - I am not inferior to you. In this battle to guard the abyss, why not see who kills more and lives longer?"

A handsome man with a jade-like face, surrounded by the protection of four huge Rakshasas, spoke with black hair fluttering in the wind, murderous intent leaking from his fingers, and a little bit of arrogance, which completely evolved into an invincible spirit that swept across the eight wildernesses and six directions.

"It should be so."

Ye Nishang did not look back, but responded lightly, her figure blended into the darkness, and rushed into the beast tide like chasing the wind and lightning.

"Brothers and sisters, such a fun game, take my little sister with you!"

In the darkness, there was a girl next door with a smile on her face, and her tone was particularly lively.

But when she walked forward alone against the direction of the beast tide, the sky was covered with frost and the ground was covered with frozen soil.

The cold mist condensed into the shape of a sword. No matter whether the monster rushing over was the embryo of heaven and earth or the embryo of the world, it would be frozen instantly, and then lightly knocked and shattered into ice chips.

The 71st generation of the young emperor of the Mingdeng Ye clan - Ye Wenfei!

Now she has also cultivated to the status of a saint. Although she is not the peak of the saint, nor is she the configuration of the king of all holy beasts.

But she is undoubtedly the emperor, SS-level "Soul-breaking Ice Tribulation Envoy". Within the same rank, she can kill saints like killing dogs!

"It's a pity that Brother Mochou missed this battle."

"But it doesn't matter. After this battle, most of us will go to the underworld hell and accompany him."

The waning moon in the sky, the silver frost on the ground, the men and women wearing black robes and carrying the emblem of the Night clan, are heroic and heroic, and the people can see it.

Many of them have sparse hair and wrinkled skin, and they are no longer the appearance of their youth.

They don't have the realm of saints. Even if they return to the clan, they will only have titles such as elders and great elders.

But they have survived for 10,000 years, and have come to this day step by step in adversity. The hardships are hard to understand for those who are not members of the Night Clan.

"Children, you should not be allowed to participate in this battle..."

"In the past, we pioneers would use our flesh and blood to block the blade for you and do our best to buy time for you to grow..."

"Only this time... no!"

"Although you were not born in the Dark Lantern Abyss, you have not been able to return to your hometown to see the scenery there with your own eyes."

"But you are born as children of the Ye family, you are the descendants of King Shura, and you are the inheritors of the old ancestor Shi Tian."

"If we lose this battle, let alone the Dark Lantern, even the heavens and the worlds will become a place of death and extinction."

"In order to grasp the hope of survival, in order to prevent the corruption from corroding our souls, even if we have to pile up corpses, even if we try to stop the car with our arms, we will not let these deformed beasts rush through our defense line!"

The passionate man, with four heads floating beside him, all of them were bloody and murderous.

Including his own, if he wants, he can break away from his neck at any time and smash into the beast tide like a cannonball.

"Ye Aobai, it seems that time has not been able to smooth your edges..."

"In the blink of an eye, you have tens of thousands of disciples and grandchildren, and have contributed a lot to the expansion of the tribe..."

A woman with her arms folded glanced at her.

She was emitting strange beams of light all over her body, as if she was standing in a dream. Even though she was a saint, the tribe members found it difficult to look directly at her.

"Lingwu, you have been practicing with all your heart, and you are still alone."

"In this vast world, is there no man who can catch your eye?"

Ye Aobai was choked, snorted, and glared back:

"Now it's good, facing the enemy, we have to fight to the death."

"Let me see whether your practice results over the years are worthy of the title of 'Lingwu Fairy'."

"Clang!"

With a big knife in hand, Ye Aobai and Ye Lingwu looked at each other, one on the left and one on the right, and rushed straight to the two wings of the beast tide.

The contracted spirits accompanied them, some flying in the sky and hiding in the ground, or rushing around. In the blink of an eye, blood flowers bloomed, which was the most shocking.

"Fortunately! Not too late!"

"Brothers and sisters, Dong'er is here!"

A clear but steady shout suddenly sounded.

Ye Nishang, Ye Qiyu, and Ye Wenfei, who were rushing to the front and killing like crazy, felt something in their hearts and turned back at the same time.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally!!"

A giant cow and horse with seventy-two legs, shaped like a centipede, actually blocked the charge of several holy beasts by itself.

"Ah! Ahhhhh!!"

Another big bird with a shark's head flew over, circling in a circle, and every time it swooped down, it was sure to crush the head of a beast.

"Hahahaha! In the battle of Mingdeng's Sinking, Master Cong and I are just a negligible support person!"

"After a long time, in the blink of an eye, I, Master Cong, have become the king of the sacred beasts of the demon system. I control the power of fire and vegetation, and can fight head-on with powerful enemies!"

A hearty laugh that rings like a bell.

There was a strange beast with red green onions on its head and an extraordinarily tall body. It was riding on the back of a fox burning with blazing fire. Like a knight, it ran straight into the group of evil beasts.

"Stab!!"

Above its head, a group of Golden Crows with wingspans ranging from hundreds of meters to thousands of meters, like countless groups of sacred suns, radiating hot divine light.

"Bang bang bang! Boom boom boom!"

There was another group of corpse dragon queens with dragon heads, six arms, and four wings on their backs. Under the leadership of a leader, they easily smashed the monster's head with punch after punch.

"Hoola!!"

There are no human beings from the neck down, except the Sisters of the Sun, who hold a sun on their necks. They also work as a group as a unit and fight bravely to kill the enemy and show off their magical powers.

"Sun Abyss, two hundred elite soldiers with holy status, come to help!"

An iron fist smashed the skull of an evil beast, and with a wave of his arm, the corpse fell to the ground, seemingly effortlessly.

He clapped his palms casually, and when the dust and smoke dissipated, facing the distant gazes of Ye Nishang, Ye Qiyu, and Concubine Ye Wen, Mie Quan grinned with a ferocious smile:

"Fo Ge, Chao Lu, Yang Qi, Mang Hao... work with the Ye clan to build a city wall of flesh and blood!"

"As long as the person who comes is not a crowned or a god, even if it is a demigod, we will kill it. The fallen camp is not allowed to take a step beyond this!"

"yes!"

Several figures dispersed, including drought demons with similar appearances, as well as a group of guardian saints of the Sun Abyss. Their murderous aura was enough to radiate for hundreds of thousands of miles.

"Sun Abyss joins the war, how can the Gray Sun Cult not do its best?"

Ye Dong, who had already grown taller, smiled, and a dark army surged behind him.

The people of the Ye clan took a closer look and saw that the ones rushing at the front were actually seven thunder grasses. Their roots were wrapped around huge clods of soil, and the clods of soil were carried by giant beasts to gain considerable movement speed.

They possess the edge of divine swords, and before the sword's intention turns into an offensive, the deafening thunder has already pierced a path.

Those fanged evil dogs, ferocious demonic elephants, sinful pterosaurs... deformed spirits that are either polluted or one of the three evils themselves are unable to stop them, but under their ferocious nature, they head forward mindlessly. die.

"The Seven Sins Demons obey the order and anyone who crosses this line will be killed without mercy!"

Bathed in blood, there was a demon king in royal robes, slashing a sword from the sky to mark a boundary.

Immediately, the monster army that had just broken through the boundary fell silently.

"roar!!"

The original dragon demon, the original sandman, the original succubus...

Although the number is not large, they add up to fifty.

But behind them were many humans, each with a resolute look on their face, heading straight into the land littered with bloody corpses, as if they had left life and death behind.

"The original imperial demon... Yu Wennai..."

"Another one with demigod-level combat power... Good! So happy!"

Mie Quan smashed the mountains and forests apart with one punch, and then stepped on the piled corpses with an excited expression:

"This battle will never be lost!"

"That one has revived. As long as he arrives, no matter what kind of god he is, kill them all!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!"

The followers of the Gray Sun Cult held weapons in their hands, sat astride beasts, and shouted in unison:

"The God of Gray Sun, silent in the desolation of time, will surely save the common people when the era changes!"

"In this battle, there will be no retreat or surrender! If you still have a breath left, fight to the end!"

"kill!!"

Among the congregation, there are seven other people who are extraordinary.

Dragon Knight Su Mei controls the red and blue holy winged dragon and the snow-breathing dragon to fly in the sky!

Insect Commander Li Jingming, led by Zixia Sun-Moon Moth, Mud Cannon Mantis General, and Shield Spade King, dived at low altitude!

Knight of the Earth, Wang Xinfei, rides an ancient armored pony, a warship, a demon spider, and a dark underworld, and makes a flanking attack!

Qingtian Hercules·Let me be crazy, lead the Mighty Corpse King, the Crocodile God General, and the Blood Rabbit Fighter to crush him head-on!

Fire Lord Dongfang Xu, in collaboration with the Nine-tailed Red Flame Tiger, the Red Lotus Young Emperor, and the Holy Fire Star, restrained him from a distance!

Chainsaw Killer Bai Qian, armed with an Aurora Thunder Saw, paired with the Corpse Arum Tree Lord and the Hundred Sword Flying Wolf, is harvesting in secret!

The ghost leader, Lin Pingfan, hides in the belly of the ancient Tuntun ghost, commanding an army of soul-sucking honey, supplemented by seducing the ghost queen, causing unlimited harassment!

Each of the seven disciples is a saint, and each contracted spirit has grown into the most holy child!

Although it is impossible for any one of them to reach the level of the Ye clan's emperor.

But they have experienced hundreds of battles, their condensed fighting spirit, and their tacit cooperation with each other, as if they are not on a meat grinding battlefield, but in a duel arena destined to victory.

"It's so lively..."

"According to the order of the biochemical mecha, the Mechanical God Mountain comes to join the battle!"

Suddenly, a space wormhole opened, and a space carrier hovered in the sky.

There are at least thousands of entrances and exits there. At this time, there are constantly small and medium-sized mechanical airships, mechanical spaceships, mechanical chariots, mechanical flying saucers... in a nearly crushing posture, sweeping the densely packed fallen army.

"Mechanical God Mountain, Taishi Quan."

"Mechanical God Mountain, Gongzu Qiu."

"Mechanical God Mountain, Changsun Youyi."

"Mechanical God Mountain, Xiahou Chijia."

"Mechanical God Mountain, Jimo Traveler."

There are five commanders in the first place.

They ride their own holy king-level mechanical spirits, cut into the battlefield, and respond to the situation.

The Ye clan members who received their help were amazed in the bloody battle.

These five people are all well-known emperors, SS-level mechanical war police, SS-level mecha master, SS-level technology apostle, SS-level capsule dean, SS-level formation master - even if they encounter the three emperors of the Ye clan's death faction who are stranded outside, they are qualified to face them head-on.

"This friendship will never be forgotten by the Mingdeng Ye Clan."

Ye Lingwu cut off the neck of a fierce beast, patted her chest, and bowed gracefully.

Before she could straighten her back, another space door was broken open about a hundred miles away from the space mothership.

"This king is also the guardian of the Ye Clan. How could I miss this grand event?"

Fly Moon rushed out first, leading a group of flies and descendants, and immediately aimed at a holy beast, sneered, and fought.

"Hu!!"

A Kunpeng with a wingspan of 5,000 meters covered the moon and the sky, casting a shadow.

Just a wing, cut across diagonally, and countless ferocious beasts were like the ground that was trampled randomly, with potholes and all kinds of injuries.

After four thousand years, the former mixed-blood Kunpeng·Kunjie has actually entered the realm of demigods, and his combat power has skyrocketed!

This is not over yet. Another angel holding a giant hammer cooperated with him, smashing everything with one hammer. His vast and brute force was unstoppable.

The Ten-winged God Hammer Angel Qingrong - also a member of the Flash Alliance!

She led a group of holy angels belonging to the heavens, and the holy feather tribe who called themselves the Battle God Nest, to divide the battlefield and further disrupt the torrent of monsters.

"You evil cubs, just keep jumping around!"

"I'll meet you for a while, old turtle, to see if your claws are sharper or my clam shell is stronger!"

The turtle and clam laughed, their bodies kept growing, and then they performed palm techniques that fell from the sky.

Where the bombardment was, accompanied by a tragic howl, blood and flesh splashed like rain, falling on the ground, very fishy.

...

At that time.

The dark lamp abyss, the city without sun.

Ancient music lingered in the ears, candlelight flickered, and the four directions were bright.

There were countless people crawling on the central altar.

In an extremely solemn and serious atmosphere, Ye Roufeng slowly stood up and then looked at the three dark moons above his head.

"Ten thousand years... has arrived as promised." (End of this chapter)

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