An Ordinary Path to Immortality

The formation was broken, and although the strong men above the level of the Spiritualization on both sides were on high alert, they did not attack immediately.

However, the cultivators and monsters below the Nascent Soul stage had already fought each other.

The cultivators of Woshen Mountain had actually expected such a day to come. They basically joined forces and formed various battle formations. At the moment when the Zhoutian Xinghai formation was broken, they all launched the strongest attack to kill the monsters that swarmed in.

The cultivators were outnumbered, almost everyone was injured, and almost no one was in their prime, but they relied on powerful war and magic weapons, plus the prepared determination to die, and at the beginning, they actually caught the monsters that swarmed in by surprise.

"Fellow disciples, fight to the death!" The head of Woshen Mountain, a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, shouted hoarsely, and his voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

"The demons are bullying us too much. We have no way out and no reinforcements. We can only fight to the death!"

"Kill, even if we are torn to pieces, we cannot lose the dignity of our human race."

"Dead monster, come and kill your grandfather if you dare!"

The spiritual light flashed on the bodies of the cultivators, and the magic weapons in their hands released divine power, and the magic roared. Accompanied by roars, the demon beasts were killed by the cultivators of Woshen Mountain who were fighting to the death.

Compared with the cultivators of Woshen Mountain, the number of demons is simply countless, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they cover the sky and the sun.

However, now the formation has just been broken, and the first wave of demon beasts that came into contact with the cultivators of Woshen Mountain were only some demon beasts below the Nascent Soul.

Although these demon beasts are not strong, they are large in number, and under the influence of the blood sea, those Qi Refining and Foundation Building cultivators have already lost their minds. They all have red eyes and rush towards the cultivators fearlessly.

In the sky, humans and monsters were mixed together, and the roars of various treasures and magic spells intertwined. Because the battlefield was too chaotic, even the warring parties themselves could not tell whether the various attacks flying over their heads were from the opponent or their own side.

Monsters were turned into dust under the attacks of human monks, or their bodies fell into the sea after death, or they roared in anger and misery after being injured, making the scene even more chaotic.

The human monks also suffered heavy casualties. Most of them were not in their prime because of guarding the formation, and now they had to face the siege of monsters led by Mahayana monsters. Under the siege of the fearless monsters, more than a hundred foundation-building monks died in just a moment.

There were even three Jindan monks who were ambushed by monsters and drowned by them, becoming blood food for monsters.

In a short moment, in addition to the fierce battles between these monsters with lower cultivation, the monks and monsters in the Nascent Soul Realm also took over.

They have strong cultivation bases, and each of them has mastered powerful secrets and treasures. When they fight, they are naturally powerful. When they fight, all kinds of pressure are pervasive, and chaotic and violent spiritual power and demonic energy are radiating.

The terrifying pressure that erupted from the fight between the two sides caused the monsters and monks who were unlucky to be near them to die directly.

As for those who are far away, if they are unlucky, they may also be affected by the aftermath of their fight, causing serious injuries or even death.

If it were before, the Yuanying strongmen of both sides might deliberately stay away from the battlefield to avoid affecting innocent people.

But now the battle between the two sides is fierce, and they have no intention to pay attention to it.

In just a moment, the island where the Woshen Mountain is located has been directly submerged by countless monsters. The island is full of monsters. Because there are fewer human monks, there are more wolves and less meat. The monsters squeezed one by one because they couldn’t get close to the human monks and screamed in anger.

In the sky, the mighty men of Woshen Mountain, led by Rong Sheng, confronted the monsters in the air. No one spoke for a while. They were on high alert. It seemed that only one opportunity would be needed to start a rare life-and-death battle between the incarnation and the tribulation masters.

In the battlefield, the pressure from the Mahayana masters was still sweeping over every human cultivator.

Suddenly, the voice of the Mahayana monster sounded again: "I'll give you one last chance. Where do you hide my son?"

Facing the pressure of the Mahayana monster, Rong Sheng felt as if he was as heavy as a thousand pounds and was unable to resist, but he still forced himself to say loudly: "I have explained it countless times. If you don't believe it, please do as you please. Woshen Mountain is not afraid of life and death."

Bai Cang was silent for a while, and its pressure still swept over every cultivator and every place on the island unwillingly.

Fang Ping, who had been trying his best to restrain his breath, suddenly felt his body tighten, and a feeling of being spied on arose in his heart.

Fang Ping secretly said that it was not good, knowing that although his cave had deceived the monsters on the island, it was eventually discovered by this great monster.

Sure enough, Bai Cang suddenly said, "Who is in that cave?"

The next moment, the Black Dragon King and the other three Tribulation Demon Beasts attacked together and slapped Fang Ping's cave.

"Stop!"

Rong Sheng and Jing Chu shouted, each offering their spiritual treasures to intercept with all their strength, breaking the attacks of the three Tribulation Demons.

"Hmph, overestimating your own abilities!"

Having lost face in front of the great monster, the Black Dragon King snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with brilliance, and was about to attack again.

"Black Dragon King, you dare!" Jing Chu was furious, his aura suddenly burst out, and his body burst into brilliant spiritual light. The next moment, his figure flashed and appeared above the cave, protecting Fang Ping's cave behind him.

"This is the fire of the inheritance of Woshen Mountain. Unless we die, we will never allow you to be presumptuous."

Jingchu's abnormality made Bai Cang very confused: "Junior, get out of the way and let the cultivator inside come out to be checked by me, otherwise I will take action myself."

The powerful pressure enveloped Jingchu, and Jingchu was unable to resist at all. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body couldn't help but hunch a little.

Although he tried his best to stand up straight, the pressure from Bai Cang was too strong and he couldn't resist it at all.

"Senior, please forgive me for not being able to do it. This is related to the inheritance of Woshen Mountain. I will not give in even if I die." Jingchu's voice was a little weak, but his tone was firm. When he spoke, he even vaguely caused the rules to fluctuate, which seemed to trigger the manifestation of rules similar to blood oaths.

As a great man who transcends the tribulation, his every move has been watched by the avenue. Now his posture has shown that he has the intention to die.

After he finished speaking, Rong Sheng, De You and other monks from Woshen Mountain came to Jingchu from the deep mountains. Although they said nothing, their determined eyes fully explained their attitude.

"You are looking for death!" The Black Dragon King snorted coldly: "Since you are looking for death, I will grant your wish."