Chapter 896 A red shirt
Just when the battlefield ahead was extremely fierce, light flickered from the giant human city, and then a group of hundreds of people appeared in the giant city.
When the first elder saw the person coming, he said happily: "You are finally here."
The person who came was none other than the people from Shangqing Palace, headed by the Seven Sons of Shangqing Palace.
Ling Xiaozi stepped forward and said immediately: "Senior Brother Wu, please come and be safe. In order to get here quickly, we didn't dare to delay for a moment along the way."
Wu Santong immediately smiled and said: "Okay, okay, but I didn't expect that the master would send you here this time."
Ling Xiaozi smiled calmly and said: "We, the Seven Sons of the Shangqing Dynasty, are role models for the younger generation of Xuanmen. Naturally, we have to set an example. When we left this place, when I think back, a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. We are revisiting our old place. ”
Wu Santong nodded, and just as he was about to speak, Qingzhi said, "Hey, the sky is filled with golden light outside the city, what happened."
Wu Santong looked back and said, "Just now, a white lotus appeared on the battlefield between gods and demons. At this moment, the disciples here are fighting with the demons to snatch that thing."
Hearing this, Ling Xiaozi and his group also became energetic.
He hurriedly said: "In this case, we can't fall behind."
At this moment, everyone lamented that they were so lucky to get good things just after arriving here.
When Wu Santong heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "But you haven't met a few elders yet, so this is not good."
Ling Xiaozi said: "It doesn't matter. If the matter is urgent, please follow the authority. I will explain it to the uncles later."
Wu Santong had no choice but to climb the city wall with these people first.
Everyone stood on the huge city wall and had a panoramic view of the battlefield in the distance.
It's just that the scene was more intense than everyone imagined.
I saw countless people and demons fighting together in the battlefield. Blood was flying on the battlefield, colorful mana and magic weapons were flying in the sky, and countless demonic energies were rising into the sky.
The huge white lotus flower is shrouded in a golden light shield, and the black and white fruits on it are extremely conspicuous. You can tell at a glance that these two fruits are extraordinary.
Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. He had never seen such a large battle in the frontier wilderness back then. Looking around, the battlefield was crowded with people, and it looked like there were four to five thousand people.
Battles of this scale are very rare in the wilderness.
It's not that there are few people in the wilderness, but that the disciples there are too scattered and span too long to organize such a large formation.
But in this outer battlefield of gods and demons, only this giant city stands here to guard the portal. Countless human disciples and demonic armies gather here, so it is possible to mobilize so many people easily.
Looking at this scene, he didn't know why, but he was immediately inspired by a bloodthirsty impulse.
The next moment, he saw his consciousness move. Countless consciousnesses turned into thin threads and shrouded the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, he could see the entire battlefield.
He can see everyone and every demon. This is the benefit of powerful spiritual consciousness.
Then, he saw the woman he hadn't seen for many years.
She is still the same, wearing a red dress like snow and plum blossoms, independent and unique from the world.
At this moment, she was waving her magic sword to fight with several demons, and her valiant and heroic appearance was still so clean and neat.
At this moment, his heart moved slightly, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart.
Looking at Bai Lian in the battlefield, Qingfeng was surprised that even his consciousness could not break through the golden light shield.
However, it can be seen that the mask is getting darker and darker, and it is only a matter of time before it breaks into pieces.
At this moment, Ling Xiaozi said with a happy look on his face: "Junior brothers and sisters, if you are interested, you can fight with me."
As he spoke, he took out his flying sword and turned into a stream of light and rushed toward the battlefield ahead.
Seeing this, the remaining Seven Sons of Shangqing were not willing to lag behind. They all drew their weapons and followed behind Ling Xiaozi.
Immediately afterwards, more people flew away quickly.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the people who arrived had already rushed to the battlefield.
But Qingfeng didn't move, he was still watching.
He could see that there were three different types of demons on the battlefield.
Demons with bodies that are almost the same as humans. These demons look similar to humans, except that they have two or one curved horns on their heads and a magic pattern between their eyebrows.
The height of the troll is uncertain, usually between three and ten feet. This kind of monster is extremely powerful, has rough skin and thick flesh, and is very powerful in combat.
Ghost demons are best at long-range attacks. They are very fragile and possess huge magical power. These guys are usually about one foot tall and are protected by magic flames.
Once You Mo's cultivation is complete, his strength is very terrifying. Usually the enemy can't even reach him before being destroyed by his ferocious attacks.
These three types of demons can be said to be the most numerous demons in the demon world, and there are many other types of demons. The number of these demons is usually very rare, and they only account for a very small proportion of the army of the demon world.
Qingfeng analyzed the battlefield situation clearly, and then saw that there were not many people left on the city wall. The remaining disciples were still hesitating, maybe they were calculating the gains and losses.
Of course, Qingfeng knew their concerns. After all, it was a new arrival. It would be unworthy to be killed without even reporting.
And there were only two treasures, and most people still had no illusions about it.
Qingfeng did not move, in fact, he did not want to enter such a dangerous place as soon as he came out.
He did not believe that his luck would be so good that he could get the treasure with one move.
What's more, it was under such a situation.
Just as he was thinking, a huge devil's hand suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and it can be seen that this hand gradually solidified and covered the sky and the sun.
A huge power instantly filled the entire battlefield, and the terrifying power made people and demons terrified.
Seeing this scene, the people and demons on the battlefield separated very tacitly, after all, no one wanted to die in vain under the devil's hand.
As the devil's hand took shape, it began to shrink continuously, and in a blink of an eye it became ten feet in size, looking like a real devil's hand. m.
Then. The palm pressed down on the golden light shield below.
With a loud "bang", the devil's hand and the light shield collided together.
A "crackling" sound followed, and even if the golden shield was strong, it could not resist such a powerful force.
The devil's hand gradually became smaller because of the huge consumption of magic power.
Finally, in the next moment, with a crackling sound, the golden light shield finally broke apart, and the devil's hand completely dissipated because of the consumption of infinite magic power.
At this moment, the white lotus appeared, and the place suddenly became unusually quiet.