Chapter 1117

Chu Xuan looked at the two of them, "You two, let's go, the battlefield in the Nether Ruins still needs our help."

Shang Xingchen and Shang Tianjue looked at each other and headed straight for the two void cracks in the Nether Ruins.

The Tiandao Immortal Alliance can only maintain a balance in terms of combat power at the Tianzun level.

But below the Tianzun, the gap is not a little bit.

Now that the biggest danger of the Dark Locust Disaster Ancestor has been solved, it is natural to rush back as soon as possible to support the Immortal Alliance monks.

"Don't worry, there is still someone here."

Shang Xingchen suddenly looked at the old city lord of the Nether Clan who was leaning on the rock wall.

The latter had already widened his eyes at this time, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Do you still think that the Xutian Fallen Church will win now?" Shang Xingchen asked.

The old city lord opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say anything.

After a while, he asked, "Am I wrong?"

Shang Xingchen and Shang Tianjue looked at each other and didn't say anything.

Chu Xuan said calmly, "You are right. You made the choice to continue the Youren Clan."

"But you shouldn't betray the Tiandao Immortal Alliance."

"Being faithful is a good quality."

"Let's go. Now it's time to witness the defeat of the Xutian Fallen Cult."

He waved his hand, and the old city lord was also lifted up and taken with him.

...

Bang!

The Demon-Subduing Heavenly Lord fired a shot, blasting the Dark Mist in front of him far away.

The green spear strung together more than a dozen disaster beasts and nailed them to the rock wall.

The Demon-Subduing Heavenly Lord took a deep breath and looked around, feeling a little dizzy.

There were enemies everywhere.

Dark Locust, Shadow Monster, Dark Mist, Bianhua...

There were also several Hedao Fallen Cultivators and more than a dozen pseudo-Hedao Fallen Cultivators hiding among the disaster beasts, staring at them covetously.

Only then did he realize that he was too murderous and had already killed his way to the center of the battle alone.

Originally, he and Guhe Chensha of the Guhe War Clan were fighting back to back.

But now they are separated.

It is obvious that the enemy is deliberately guiding them.

He felt dizzy again.

The light emitted by the Dark Star in the Hedao period in the air became deeper and deeper.

Until now, he still failed to kill the Dark Star in the Hedao period.

The latter is well protected.

Once it gets close, countless evil beasts and fallen cultivators will attack.

Now thinking about it carefully, in addition to amplifying evil beasts and releasing spells, Dark Star may also have the ability to affect the mind.

Otherwise, how could he be constantly guided and step into such a situation.

"Stop it, everyone around here is ours, you can't escape."

A Hedao fallen cultivator laughed strangely.

The Demon-Subduing Heavenly Lord stretched out his hand and wanted to recall his own life-defining Taoist weapon.

However, a whine came from the green spear.

He looked closely and saw that the surface of the spear was full of cracks.

He remembered.

He had been fighting for several months in a row.

Most of his strength lies in this spear, so he was also treated specially by the fallen cultivators.

His spear had many cracks.

Until now, it has been completely unusable.

Even the spirit of the weapon has lost its spirituality.

If it cannot be properly nurtured, there is a risk of the spirit of the weapon dying.

In the distance, Gu He Chen Sha shouted, "Fellow Daoist Jiang Mo, hold on, I'm coming to kill you!"

However, Gu He Chen Sha was stopped by several other fallen cultivators of He Dao before he flew a thousand feet.

Further away, in the crack of the void, more disaster beasts continued to pour out like a tide.

Especially the dark locusts.

This kind of disaster beast is not big in size, but there are a lot of them.

When they gather in groups, they are like a death storm on the battlefield.

They can even force back the He Dao cultivators.

Jiang Mo Tianjun resisted attacks from all sides, and despair rose in his heart.

How many enemies are there?

When will the killing end?

It was at this time.

The dark locusts suddenly became frantic.

They all stopped and looked in one direction, as if they were meeting their king!

At the same time.

Their bodies underwent various changes.

The elytra became longer, the carapace became thicker, the forearms became sharper, and the hind legs became more powerful...

It was completely enhanced in all aspects!

"It must be the dark locust ancestor who showed up! It must be the ancestor who showed up!"

"I won't fight anymore! I surrender! Spare my life!"

A cultivator of the Void Refining Sect saw this scene, and his heart was completely shrouded in the shadow of despair.

He actually threw down his spiritual treasure, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly.

His end is self-evident.

A group of dark locusts pounced on it.

When they dispersed again, there was nothing on the spot, only some clothing residues.

The whole process took no more than five breaths.

The flesh, tendons, bones... were all eaten by the dark locusts and eaten cleanly.

The panicked cry of this cultivator of the Void Refining Sect before his death also fell into the ears of other immortal alliance cultivators.

The ancestor of disasters... the ancestor of dark locust disasters...

That's a scary name.

But hasn't the ancestor of dark locust disasters been suppressed by the sword master?

How could he escape?

They didn't want to believe it.

But the sudden improvement of dark locusts was obviously not something that ordinary people could do.

However, even if they were a little shaken, they remained steadfast and stayed at their posts.

Some people guarded the formation, some people activated magic weapons, and some people released spells.

There were more people refining pills and drawing talismans in the rear.

Large quantities of pills and talismans were sent to the front line to supply the front monks.

The Tiandao Immortal Alliance and Xutian Fallen Sect have been fighting for so many years. If they were all surrenderists and cowards, they would have been destroyed countless times.

In contrast, the Xutian Fallen Sect was even more excited.

Huang Chong was overjoyed, "It must be the Dark Locust Saint Ancestor who appeared! My men, attack with all your strength, and kill all the Immortal Alliance monks in front of you before the Saint Ancestor arrives!"

The other Hedao priests could not hide their excitement.

The most important goal of their attack on Youxu this time was to help the Dark Locust Saint Ancestor escape.

Now they finally succeeded.

Of course they were excited and happy!

However, they didn't feel happy for long.

The Dark Locusts, who were just like chicken blood, immediately wilted at a rapid speed.

In a blink of an eye, they were more than 30% to 40% weaker than before the change.

It was as if the backbone was pulled out by the invisible great hand in an instant!

The Dark Locusts wailed again and again.

They had no intention of fighting at all.

Even without the Immortal Alliance cultivators taking action, they continued to fall to the ground, spewing yellow fluid from their mouths.

They were dead.

The Immortal Alliance cultivators were extremely shocked.

The Fallen Religion cultivators were also shocked.

What happened?

Didn’t the Dark Locust Saint Ancestor already fight his way out of the Emperor Destruction Valley?

Logically speaking, he should have pushed forward all the way.

Could it be that…

The Dark Locust Saint Ancestor felt that something was wrong and went back again?

Huang Chong, Yin Tianying, and Song Dengtian looked at each other and saw the suspicion in each other’s eyes.

Just at this time.

A voice was heard.

“The Dark Locust Ancestor has fallen!”

This familiar voice spread throughout the Nether Ruins, constantly echoing.

All the Immortal Alliance Heavenly Monarchs were stunned when they heard it.

The next moment, they were all ecstatic and burst out with one word.

“Kill!”