Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

The conversation between Wang Luo and Bai Cheng took place in the world of consciousness, far away in the center of the moon.

The 100,000 troops at the foot of the sacred mountain naturally could not hear the truth that Wang Luo slowly told.

However, no matter what the truth was, when the nine veins around the sacred mountain were cut off in an instant, 100,000 people lost their connection to the formation and turned into scattered sand in an instant. And when Bai Cheng finally put down his disguise and showed a heart-pounding sinister smile... everyone knew that they had to take action.

The dragon head slaughterer in the wild forest was the first to wake up from his confusion, and then he couldn't hold back. These humanoid beasts who fought with the wild demons at the foot of the holy mountain for many years, each of them paid a great sacrifice, in exchange for a powerful force ten times or a hundred times that of ordinary compatriots. When they became dragon head slaughterers, the world behind them had no fate with them. They could only run around one battlefield after another for their whole lives, only dying in battle, not retiring.

And such cruel sacrifices also made them unbearable to all the barren things.

Even though they had received Lu Youyou's military order, after witnessing Bai Cheng's sneer and sensing the desolate atmosphere in his smile, they immediately raised the huge long swords on their shoulders that were like shuttles, and were about to move the swords into the distance.

However, in the wild forest, hundreds of dragon-headed butchers froze at the moment when the long swords were about to fall, as if they were tied up with ropes and could no longer move. And the guards under their feet who were protected and supported by them also froze on the spot.

After a while, Quanzhou Secret Guards, Zhuwang Tiger Roar Army, Ziwu Jinghai Army, Zhou Guo's Fengyu Envoy... were fixed one by one, and no matter how angry they were, they could not take a step forward.

In an instant, among the 100,000 troops, only one person was still free to move.

In the Qiling Hall, the Yao Sword in Lu Youyou's hand shone brightly, like a bright sun, shining the sky dimly.

With the help of the immortal treasures left by the Lord and Zhu Wang's throne, she finally managed to resist the restlessness of the 100,000 troops with her own strength.

Can't move, at this time, no matter what, can't act rashly!

Wang Luo didn't hesitate to burn several pages of the Ascension Record, and he also wanted to cut off the nine veins of Lingshan in an extremely domineering way, because he realized that in the case of the Eight Directions Cutting Blessing Formation, the 100,000 people surrounding Bai Cheng were just 100,000 puppets. Once the sword is drawn, the blade will inevitably be turned by her and cut on her own people!

At this time, Bai Cheng was just a parasite living in the body of the descendants of the Bai family, and had no way to perform the true immortal magic with his own power. But he could arbitrarily pollute the cognition of others and reverse his fate.

For her, it was just a thought to turn the strict army into a mob that killed each other... But on the other hand, as long as the 100,000 troops were not out of control, things had not reached the worst point, and the Immortal Alliance still had the possibility of turning the tide.

Lu Youyou was far from despairing, and neither was the Immortal Alliance.

Even if the situation was so bad... they still had room for maneuver, and there was still a surprise force for a last-ditch effort.

And what she had to do was to hold back the 100,000 troops before that last-ditch effort, and never let the blood of the Immortal Alliance soldiers become fuel for the flames of the devil!

However, even though the army was no longer blessed by the military formation, and the 100,000 people were like loose sand for a while... but 100,000 well-trained loose sands still had the energy to stir up a sandstorm. Lu Youyou suppressed it with her own strength, and golden blood flowed out of her seven orifices in an instant.

On the top floor of the fortress, Bai Cheng no longer had the lightness and gentleness of her previous pampering of the spirit deer. She looked at Lu Youyou with a hunter's eye on her prey.

Although Lu Youyou was obviously suppressing the military formation at all costs, it was bound to be difficult to last, but Bai Cheng didn't want to waste time with this little deer.

So...

She glanced at the dragon-headed butcher in the wild forest north of the fortress. That was the most easily out-of-control link in the army. Even under Lu Youyou's absolute suppression, those giants could still faintly twitch their muscles, roll their eyeballs, and struggle desperately.

As long as they were liberated first, let them turn back, and sweep the long swords that were enough to split mountains and seas at the weak comrades under their feet, the chaos here would be instantly detonated. Once the good show of 100,000 troops killing each other began, no one could save them.

And she went deep into the enemy's territory from the wilderness alone, worked hard, and planned and strategized, just for such a good show.

Unfortunately, at this moment, she was only a parasitic form and could not use all of her true immortal powers. So, let alone being unable to confront the armed forces of the Immortal Alliance head-on, even if she wanted to use her powers to control people's hearts and reverse fate, she had to spread the poison bit by bit here, use her own power to cover the Great Law of the Immortal Alliance, and turn the Mountain Fortress into her home court. Only then could she be sure to show up and confront the Immortal Alliance head-on.

And just now, Wang Luo's Eight-Direction Blessing Reduction Formation...actually had an impact.

Although the blessing reduction did not shake her foundation - the blessing reduction for the Immortal Alliance was like a powerful tonic for her - but her host Bai Cheng could not withstand the blessing reduction formation that was launched with her biological father as a sacrifice, and the effect was obviously beyond expectations, and she fell into the brink of collapse in an instant. And many causal immortal arts anchored on this host also collapsed.

Bai Cheng did not want to lose this body, so he had no time to complete the immortal arts for a while, so he had to improvise and choose the weak points in the military formation first.

However, just as she was about to complete her magic technique aimed at Longshou Tu, a silent warning suddenly came from her heart.

She immediately dispersed the magic that was ready to be used, and took a half step back.

The next moment, a strand of hair by her ear was suddenly cut off.

A silent slash slashed horizontally along the position of her neck a moment ago... and the place where the invisible immortal weapon passed by was clearly flowing with a rich night color in the daytime!

This slash seemed to cut off the world! The content behind the world leaked out!

If she had just slowed down for a moment... just relying on the self-defense magic on her host body at this time, she would have been beheaded by now, and even her original soul might have been impacted.

This is the method of the Mahayana True Lord!

When the nine meridians were cut off here, Lu Youyou was fighting with the 100,000 troops and could not move, there was actually someone who could use the power of the True Lord?

Then, she was even more surprised to find that this power was not a flash in the pan! Although the stunning slash missed, the warning of danger in her heart did not stop at all, but became more intense.

In the space, the night ink mark that slashed the world was suddenly caught by someone, and then extended upward diagonally, opening a more terrifying gap in the world... and the gap just brushed Bai Cheng's cheek, cutting off several strands of hair again.

And as if in the blink of an eye, there were dozens of ink marks like a net on the top floor of the fortress, and the woman's hair drifting in it.

Bai Cheng's face was gloomy and solemn. Driven by the true fairy's spiritual sense, she kept controlling her body and avoided the fatal slash just right. She stretched her body, her gait was light and swift as lightning. For a moment, it seemed that she was performing an exquisite sword dance in the ink net, as if she was laughing at the immortal alliance's killing moves that were like child's play to her...

However, the strands of hair that were cut off were a proof of her embarrassment.

Bai Cheng's dodge was not easy. The sword immortal who swung the sword had no idea what kind of mysterious barrier technique he had. He was so close, but he was nowhere to be found. Even with her immortal eyes and ears, she could not catch his figure. She could only let him surround her and continue to cut out deadly ink marks.

And this slash was not only deadly, but also exquisite and unpredictable. Bai Cheng was actually quite good at swordsmanship in the Jiuzhou era. She could thoroughly analyze the lifelong skills of ordinary sword immortals with just a glance... But at this time, she was facing a group of inferior species whose cultivation could not break through the transformation of gods. She was forced to be unsure by the sword path. She had to dodge every time when her life and death were on the line... In the end, although she was able to escape danger many times, the scattered hair on the ground was a shame.

And what was more fatal was that even if Bai Cheng only had her hair cut off. But there was no doubt that the magic weapon of the Immortal Alliance Sword Immortal was unsheathed, which was equivalent to not missing.

Bu Kong's swordsmanship can cause a chain reaction. In an instant, the sword nets densely covering his side were obviously closer and more dangerous than the first sword.

If this continues...

Swoosh!

As Bai Cheng's figure flashed to the side like a ghost, the ink mark once again barely brushed her shoulder... But this time, the ink mark was clearly stained with a hint of red!

At this moment, everyone could see clearly that Bai Cheng had a wound on her shoulder! Although it was just a scratch, the wound could not heal at all. The blood in the body flowed out of the wound slowly, slightly, but resolutely!

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At the same time, in a wide secret room under the fortress, Ma Cong roared in his heart.

"Good!"

However, the roar could only linger in his heart and could not make a sound... Because at this time, not far in front of him, Captain Chang Feiran was dancing with a sword in the formation without any hesitation.

That was a wonderful swordsmanship that Ma Cong had never seen before.

Although the foundation of his swordsmanship is only the most popular military swordsmanship in the Dinghuang Army, Zhu Wang's military swordsmanship is not the kind of superficial swordsmanship that people commonly believe is open and closed and only seeks practicality. On the contrary, it is like a fertile soil that can support the growth of any crop. Every Zhu Wang soldier who practices swordsmanship can pour his talents and efforts into it and reap the fruits.

The military swordsmanship in Chang Feiran's hands is more solid, and the sword energy is more powerful. The military flying sword in his hand is like a thick-backed machete. Every slash seems to cause the earth to shake... But at the same time, every slash is also accurate and amazing.

Ma Cong asked himself, even if the two sides fought swords at the same level of strength, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for three moves and would be beheaded by the captain with a sword.

However, such a sophisticated swordsmanship is just a mediocre sword in this underground secret room now.

Not far from Chang Feiran, a young swordsman wearing Yueyang Army armor was drawing a magnificent picture with his sword. The surging sword intent almost made the people watching the swords lose their minds and intoxicated.

Yueyang's Pingyuan Sword Master is indeed gifted in swordsmanship. Compared with him, Captain Chang Feiran is far superior in overall strength, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, there is indeed a gap between amateurs and professional masters.

However, even a sword in the painting as strong as Pingyuan Sword Master seems too complicated to deviate from the essence compared to the sword master of Ziwu Army, Juelang Qijian.

...

In this small secret room, there are more than a hundred elite soldiers who are famous for their swordsmanship, and each of them is doing their best in life!

The various wonderful swords in the Immortal Alliance are dazzling for a while.

This is not a sword fighting ceremony. The enemy of each swordsman is not each other.

But the Immortal Huahuang above!

All of them stood in a compact local Taixu formation, wandering in the Taixu outside their bodies. Then, in everyone's consciousness, the figure of the True Immortal Bai Cheng could be clearly seen.

And what they had to do was to do their best to touch the immortal's body with the sword in their hands.

All their talents and accumulations had to be fully displayed in this formation.

And most people and most swords would be cut off the moment they were unsheathed.

Chang Feiran's first sword was discovered in advance by Bai Cheng in the Taixu, and then he guided the sword of the True Lord's sword into his brain with his bare hands.

The sword in the painting of Yueyang Jiankui was also repeatedly cut off by Bai Cheng, and countless sword meanings and beautiful scenes were lost. Even the Juelang Qijian would be in a mess under the shocking waves.

Even the most talented swordsman, compared with the True Immortal Bai Cheng, is like a gnat trying to shake a tree, which is simply insignificant and ridiculous.

However, there are hundreds of people gathered here, each of whom has his own unique ideas, his own unique sword path, and a flash of inspiration at the critical moment!

And the perseverance, thinking, determination, and actions of these genius swordsmen when facing the true immortals are all gathered together to become a point of supreme Taixu spiritual perception, guiding the invisible swordsman on the top of the high platform to kill the true immortal with a sword!

In the local Taixu formation, everyone can clearly see the swordsman wearing a barrier cloak and holding the Ningyuan Holy Sword above his head, forcing the true immortal Bai Cheng into a desperate situation step by step!

With incredible courage, he endured and digested the spiritual perceptions of hundreds of geniuses with his own strength... and with the determination to burn his life, he forced the holy sword with his own strength, constantly bursting out the lethality of the Mahayana True Lord.

Although he was wearing a cloak, which perfectly concealed his figure and traces, even the hand holding the sword was wrapped in the dark sea silk, and the true essence was not leaked at all.

However, even if he covered up more, many people could still recognize him, recognize the resolute back that stood up without hesitation and turned the tide in the critical moment.

At this time and place, among the 100,000 troops, only one person was qualified to stand on the high platform and confront Bai Cheng head-on!

The Marshal of the Immortal Alliance Pioneer Army, Guan Tiejun!

This commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, who should have been high above the military formation and strategizing, was the surprise soldier that Lu Youyou was preparing to use for the last fight!

And at this moment, he was only one step away from killing the immortals!