At the outermost edge of the wilderness, a black fire suddenly burst out.

A figure lingered in the black fire.

Mo Yan.

Blackfire is extremely fast.

Speed ​​has never been Fa Xiu's strong point.

But the enhancement brought by the Eternal Fire to Mo Yan was in all aspects.

So Mo Yan found that he was now flying with all his strength, and his speed was two or three minutes faster than before.

Normally, if his strength had improved so much, even someone as calm as him would be extremely excited.

But now, all he felt was anxiety and worry.

Not only was he worried that he would not be able to send such crucial information to the human race, but he was also worried about Lu Qingshan, who had attracted most of the demon cultivators' attention to him and went deep into the wilderness alone.

After the immortal fire was rekindled, his strength improved greatly.

He really wanted to go back and meet up with Lu Qingshan, and work together to deal with those demonic cultivators.

But Mo Yan didn't know how many people the demon cultivator had, whether there was any other support, or where Lu Qingshan was now.

Maybe Lu Qingshan has already died at this time?

And according to what Lu Qingshan said about the inner demon clan's three souls, when he had just killed all the inner demon souls that were chasing him, the main body of these inner demon souls should have already received the message.

It is very likely that they have sent out men at this time to pursue them again.

If he turns back, he may be falling into a trap.

These are impossible to judge accurately because there are too many variables.

Not only is life or death uncertain when looking back, but even finding Lu Qingshan is very difficult.

The only thing he could do was to fly back to the human race as soon as possible and bring back this important news that Lu Qingshan wanted to save at the risk of his life.

Mo Yan looked back at the vast wilderness left behind, gritted his teeth, and finally turned his head cruelly, looking forward.

The next section of the road is the most difficult.

When he came, he and Lu Qingshan made trouble, causing chaos in the Demonic Zone.

Now, only a few days have passed, and the demon-occupied area is still surrounded by soldiers, and there is a lot of chaos.

Countless magicians are investigating everywhere, looking for traces of their two culprits.

In order to find them out, the demons even called back some people from the front line, and really went to war.

"Be careful. If I reveal my identity in the demon-occupied area and I am surrounded, not even one immortal fire, not even ten immortal fires can save me." Mo Yan's eyes were solemn and he did not dare to be careless.

Crossing the demon-occupied area? That is something that the Taoist can only do, and he is not crazy enough to do so.

When I return to the city this time, the most important thing is to consider my whereabouts.

Thinking like this, Mo Yan took out a gray cloak from the mustard seeds and covered himself, and all the flames surrounding his body were immediately covered up.

Then, his eyes wandered, he chose a direction, and used his escape technique again to leave.

Only this time, the escape technique was silent and surrounded by flames.

As a weapon refiner, Mo Yan has many small items on his body to deal with various situations.

front.

The sky was very gloomy, and it had been like this for many days in a row. It looked like it was going to rain heavily, but it never did.

In the halls of the city lords' palaces in the three cities of Hutou, Niujiao and Horseshoe, many high-level monks were gathered together to discuss matters.

This meeting was convened by the three Sword Sect Peak Masters, Li Shiyi, Gu Qiu and Ning Fengchen, who each guarded a city.

At this time, they all looked solemn, thinking about something.

The battle report of the spiritual sea sweeping across the human realm had reached their three cities not long ago.

"The demons launched a spiritual sea wave. Although it was intercepted and did not sweep to the front line, it also caused chaos in the space behind the front line and made all the teleportation circles ineffective. This is equivalent to cutting off our retreat."

The three peak masters are all people with profound foresight. They did not feel lucky because the spiritual sea tide was intercepted. Instead, they saw from this news the fangs that the demons were about to reveal.

"With the escape route temporarily blocked, how could the demons give up this opportunity to inflict heavy damage or even annihilate us in one fell swoop?"

They are very aware of the coldness of the demons, and their expressions are extremely solemn.

The three peak masters were all sure that the demons would definitely take advantage of the situation and launch an offensive.

It's just like the weather here, the wind and rain are coming but you don't know when they will come.

"For so many days, the demons have only been making small fuss. They seem to be trying their best to reduce losses. Will they really attack with the whole army so decisively this time? They will also suffer heavy losses." There are still monks who are still worried.

Keep it lucky.

"The Huanling Sect rebelled, Longcheng Pass fell, and the strength of the high-level monks in Zhongling suffered heavy losses. This is when our human race's strength is at its weakest.

Now our retreat has been temporarily cut off due to the spiritual tide. If the demons don’t show their fangs at this time, they are no longer demons.”

"We can't passively wait here for the demons to launch an offensive." After hesitating for a moment, the three Sword Sect Peak Masters, who were in three cities and far apart from each other, made the same decision almost at the same time without discussing it.

"The evacuation work at the rear is now in full swing. Although there are still many humans who have not evacuated the western region, if you want to be perfect in a war, you will often only lose more.

Now it’s time to retreat to the Evernight Mountains.”

"Although it will take some time to build the heart city, the celestial phenomena are fair."

"When the demons launched the spiritual sea tide to cut off our retreat, didn't they also cut off their own way forward?"

"Unable to use the space teleportation array, they can only fumble forward in the wake of the spiritual sea tide. If they want to cross this wake that sweeps millions of miles away, it will take at least a few months."

"Based on this, we retreat now, the timing is just right!"

After some calculations, the three peak masters no longer hesitated.

Gu Qiu was the quickest to figure this out.

But just as he stood up to give the order to retreat, a figure hurried in from outside the hall.

Gu Qiu's eyes flashed suddenly, and he had a bad feeling, "What's wrong?"

The monk who came in looked extremely nervous and reported in a slightly trembling voice: "Master Ancient Peak, the demon clan is converging their troops over there, and it seems they are planning to move eastward."

Gu Qiu frowned and said no more. Huo Di stood up, left the main hall, flew to the sky above Hutou City, and looked towards the direction of the demon camp.

The other high-level monks in the hall also followed closely, followed, and stood behind Gu Qiu, looking forward.

The picture that came into view made the already gloomy weather even more gloomy.

Countless demon cultivators, like a black pack of wolves, cover the sky in the distance and are coming in force.

There were so many that it was impossible to count them with the naked eye. This was a huge team that the demons had never deployed in any previous attack.

Attack the city with all your strength.

Such a big movement gradually attracted the attention of other people.

First, the observing monks on the city wall sent out a warning signal, and then each of the monks, from high to low, responded one by one, and flew high into the sky to check the specific situation.

"Gu Peak Master, what should we do?" A sword cultivator from the Eighth Level of Sword Sect asked at the side.

"What else can we do? Retreat. If you don't retreat, why don't you just wait here and wait for the whole army to be wiped out?" Gu Qiu said with narrowed eyes.

"How to retreat?"

If you retreat rashly, there will be the wake of the spiritual sea in front of you, and there will be pursuers behind you. You will be in a dilemma, and it will be a certain death situation.

"The large army retreated and entered the wake of the spiritual sea tide. A small group of monks were separated from the rear to stop the demon cultivators and try their best to buy time for the large army to retreat." Gu Qiu said calmly.

"Who will stop me?" This is the most critical question.

They say they are the queen, but everyone knows that they are actually trading their lives for time.

Gu Qiu calmed down his expression and asked solemnly:

"Which cultivator in the city can defeat a hundred monks?"

The Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand something. A light flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his head and said loudly: "It's me, a Sword Sect cultivator."

"Which cultivator can stop the most demonic cultivators with the fewest manpower? Can it buy the most time for the large army to retreat?"

"It's me, a monk from the Sword Sect."

"Which monk is the best at killing demons?"

"It's me, a monk from the Sword Sect."

"Sword Sect monks are afraid of war? Afraid of death?"

"Jianzong sword cultivators have always dared to face life and death. They have never changed for tens of thousands of years!" The Eighth Realm sword cultivator answered louder and louder.

"Then tell me, who will stop me?"
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