The second day, the demon path cultivator stayed in place.

  A large fleet of flying boats suddenly appeared from the direction of the demonic cultivators, with more than a dozen golden dan cultivators leading the way. From the attire of those demonic cultivators, it was clear that this was a team of cultivators composed of five different sects.

  The team landed, and Xue Ba walked towards a group of Golden Dan cultivators in front: "Haha, fellow Taoists, I've finally waited for you!"

  "Get out of here, Xue Ba! Weren't you and Wan He Ming the vanguard? Why are you hiding here without moving? Hmm? Where's Wan He Ming? We're short-handed by half! Haha, did that guy die? You're really useless, Xue Ba. In just a few days, half of our men have died, including that idiot Wan He Ming." A bald-headed, pockmarked, and obese monk wearing a gaudy green robe spoke in a long string, his tone seemingly at odds with the Wan surname monk.

  "Heh heh, Zhang Daoyou can rest assured, Wan Daoyou is very long-lived. The ones who are missing were naturally taken away by Wan Daoyou, and you'll see them soon." Xue Ba said with a smile, not showing any anger at all.

  "It's good that he didn't die, if he died I'd go find someone to fight! But Xue Ba, why are you hiding here instead of going to beat up those old rascals?" Zhang the repairman asked grumblingly.

  "Zhang Jin, be quiet!" A black-robed demonic cultivator of the Golden Elixir realm said calmly, but his tone carried an unyielding flavor.

  The bald monk curled his lip, but indeed shut up and stopped shouting. With the bald monk's temperament, if the other party wasn't much stronger than him, he would have rushed up to fight first when spoken to like that.

  "Xue Dao You, you're the most resourceful one here, go ahead and share your plan!" The black-robed Jin Dan cultivator turned to Xue Ba and said.

  ……

  Li Hui and other cultivators of Bi Xiao Men, riding on a flying boat under Lin Yu's leadership, were scouting around the southern part of Chi Mang Ridge. Lin Yu was at the forefront of the group, her sword flying in front of her, with her divine sense open, nothing within a radius of fifty miles could escape her probing divine sense.

  Suddenly, Lin Yu's face changed, and he turned around to shout: "All foundation-building disciples, put down all Qi-refining disciples, gather the flying boats and prepare for battle!"

  Fifty foundation-building cultivators from the Azure Sky Sect, upon hearing this, did not dare to be slow, and they all descended to the ground, putting Li Hui and the others on the ground, then flew into the air with their swords, following behind Lin Yu.

  One thousand Qi Refining disciples also held their own spiritual instruments in hand, gazing tensely at Lin Yu and the group of Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sky.

  At this moment, a rapid and boundless red light suddenly appeared on the horizon, followed by dozens of black flying boats. In the blink of an eye, they had already arrived within a mile of the Bixiao Gate crowd. The flying boats all landed, and over a thousand low-level demonic cultivators wearing different attire charged forward, wielding their weapons in hand.

  "Kill!"

  Looking at the demonic cultivators charging over like tigers and wolves, the disciples of the Azure Void Sect who had originally been filled with hot blood to eliminate demons and protect the Dao all changed their faces.

  The demon path cultivator arrived extremely quickly, in just a few breaths' time, both sides had already met.

  "Kill!"

  On the side of the Bi Xiao Gate, it was unknown whether someone had shouted loudly, but those disciples who were already frightened out of their wits finally came to their senses and waved the weapons in their hands to welcome them.

  Li Hui held a long sword in his hand, with a serious expression on his face. He had killed many monsters before, but this was the first time he had ever engaged in a life-or-death battle with another human being.

  "Hah! Go die! You little brat!" A demonic cultivator sneered, a large knife in his hand chopping down towards Li Hui.

  "Hiss!"

  The big knife had just fallen halfway down when Li Hui's long sword had already pierced his throat, and as he pulled out the sword, fresh blood spurted out.

  Li Hui's hand trembled slightly, this was his first kill!

  "Kill!"

  More demonic cultivators charged over.

  Li Hui had by now recovered from his trance-like state after committing his first murder.

  "Kill!"

  As if to boost his own morale, Li Hui let out a loud shout and transformed into a gust of clear wind, charging into the most densely populated area of the demonic cultivators.

  "Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"

  The long sword in his hand kept stabbing out, and one by one, the demon cultivators fell down.

  It was a complete melee, with sorcerers constantly falling down and the heads of Bi Xiang Men disciples being chopped off one after another!

  At this time, these low-ranking masters were completely indistinguishable from ordinary human armies! Every sword saw red, and flesh and blood flew horizontally!

  At this time, those low-level spells like fireball techniques are completely useless. Before you can even finish casting the spell, your head will probably be chopped off!

  "Hmm!"

  A disciple of the Azure Sky Sect had just pierced the throat of a demonic cultivator with one sword, and before he could even pull his sword out, another demonic cultivator's large blade had already beheaded him!

  The skull spun around and flew to one side, the disciple's face still clearly visible with a look of shock!

  But in the sky, the battle was equally fierce.

  A bald, tumor-headed demonic cultivator of the Golden Elixir stage clashed with Lin Yu in mid-air, their figures flashing by in a blur as they exchanged blows. Occasionally, their weapons would collide, sending shockwaves crashing down to the ground, where the Qi Refining disciples were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties without distinction between friend or foe.

  Those foundation-building cultivators were also flashing with various colors of light in the air, shuttling up and down, occasionally a cultivator was killed, and his body fell from mid-air.

  ……

  On the Red Python Ridge, the disciples of the Seven Sects Alliance were divided into several groups, each gathering together with their respective sects, chatting and laughing. Suddenly, a swift flash of light flew into the sky above the Red Python Ridge, followed by over a dozen slower flashes of light.

  "The Demon Dao Cultivator is coming to kill! Prepare for battle!"

  Dun Guang stopped in mid-air above Chi Meng Ridge, it was the Golden Elixir cultivator who patrolled the middle route of Qing Hua Mountain. At this time, there was a big hole through his left shoulder, his robe sleeves were disheveled, and he looked disheveled. As soon as he arrived at Chi Meng Ridge, he shouted loudly.

  At this time, the other Golden Dan cultivators who were left behind at Chi Meng Ridge had also learned of the news through their divine sense and flew over to gather around the Golden Dan cultivator on Qing Hua Mountain.

  "Brother Jin Dao, what's going on?" Zhang Fang asked somewhat flusteredly.

  "The Demon Dao Army is coming! The number of Golden Dan cultivators is no less than ours! Let's go and meet them!" said the Golden Dan cultivator from Qinghua Mountain.

  Zhang Fang's face changed, and he immediately shouted: "All disciples prepare for battle!"

  Golden Elixir Cultivators in the air are taking out their respective magical treasures one after another!

  At this time, more than a dozen foundation-building monks who had escaped from Qinghua Mountain also returned to Chi Mang Ridge, most of whom were injured. The foundation-building monks of other sects also flew in the air with their magical instruments. The Qi-refining disciples on the ground also took out their own weapons and formed an array to prepare for battle.

  Suddenly, more than a dozen rays of light appeared on the horizon and arrived above Chi Meng Ridge in just a few breaths. A large fleet of dark, oppressive flying boats carrying demonic cultivators followed closely behind.

  The demonic cultivators halted their retreat, led by Xue Ba and the black-robed man at the forefront of a group of Golden Core cultivators.

  "Hahaha! Wonderful! These miscellaneous hairs are all gathered here, just in time to catch them all at once!" The black-clothed man laughed loudly as he looked at the seven Qidan cultivators opposite him.

  "Haha, the good show has just begun!" Xue Ba smiled lightly, but had a confident look on his face.

  "Hmph, demonic cultivators, you don't know what's good for you! You shouldn't be here, but instead you come to our territory to seek death!" Zhang Fang saw that there were only about ten Golden Core stage cultivators on the demonic path side, while their side had thirteen people from the Seven Sects Alliance, and his heart felt greatly at ease. He coldly snorted and said this.

  "You old rascals, this Chu State northwest is originally our five factions' territory, it has been occupied by you old rascals for several hundred years, it's time to return it!" A fierce glint flashed across the face of the black-robed monk.

  "Gongsun Daoxiong, why bother with these trivial matters and waste your breath? Just kill them all directly!" Xue Gang said lightly.

  "Hahaha, arrogance! Today, I'll send you demons of the demonic path back to reincarnation!" Zhang Fan said with a loud laugh.

  "Heh heh!" Xue Ba sneered and suddenly raised his voice, shouting:

  "Get moving!"

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