magic realm,

North of Lihuang City, Mogen Mountains, midnight.

Sikong Jieyi, the deputy sect master of Wanjian Immortal Sect, led a group of Xuanmen disciples in the dark in the barren mountains, walking lightly and quickly, heading towards the Demon Sect Clamp Yu City fifty miles ahead.

There are sixty thousand Xuanmen armored soldiers, including disciples from the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, the Tianshou Sect, the Shushan Sect, the Jade Zhi Sect, etc. Although they have different costumes and different sects, their teams are

But the armor is bright and orderly.

Sikong Jie walked forward one by one. His expression was solemn and he didn't say a word. He was quite excited and nervous in his heart. It's no wonder that since he took the general order from Qiu Huaici, the leader of the Xuanmen alliance, and led the Xuan soldiers to attack the Demon Realm, he has moved to war.

For more than 8,000 miles, we attacked cities and fortified villages and defeated generals. There were no fewer than thirty battles and countless small battles. Today, only 60,000 of the 100,000 elite soldiers are left. Almost half of them have been lost, and the casualties are indescribable.

Not huge, but now, they have finally arrived here, stepping on the corpses and blood of their fellow sects and enemies. As long as they break through the Jianyu City of the Demon Sect in front, they will enter the Chitar Plain of the Demon Realm. The Chitar Plain is flat and the end of the plain is

, is the Huntian Cave, the home base of the Holy Sect of the Demon Sect, which is also the so-called Huntian King City. As long as they persist a little longer and capture the Huntian King City in one go, then the Demon Sect will end and history will be rewritten, and he

Sikong Jieyi will be famous in history, his achievements will be remembered for thousands of years, and he will be admired by all generations!

Sikong Jieyi has passed middle age and is no longer young, but his ambition is still there, so his blood is hotter than that of young people, and he is more eager for fame, but as he gradually grows

He is old, and there are not many opportunities for him to make great achievements. Now, he finally has an opportunity to make great achievements. What a wonderful thing it is, it is exciting to think about it.

Of course, the closer you get to the Demon Sect's lair, the moment of decisive battle has arrived, and the resistance you will encounter will be more intense. Then, death will follow immediately and become more tragic. Moreover, in the melee, who will be on top?

There is no omnipotent amulet, so everyone may die at any time, and he is no exception!

And death, like fame, can also make people nervous, exciting and suffocating.

Pei Zheng, the leader of the six masters of the Tianshu Sect and a disciple of Yan Chong, rushed up from behind the team and blocked Sikong Jieyi. He looked nervously and said: "General Sikong, please move forward slowly. I'm looking at the situation around me.

, something seems wrong!"

Since Sikong Jie came to command the army, Pei Zheng has been his deputy general. He has also seen that Pei Zheng is loyal, humble, smart and capable, and his talents are not inferior to him. This time, if Qiu Huaici had not taken care of the interests of the Xuanmen sect and

Face, he insisted on letting him, Sikong Jieyi, lead the Xuan soldiers. Maybe the general who led the army might belong to Pei Zheng. Therefore, he was both afraid and respectful of Pei Zheng. Now, he listened to Pei Zheng

After a quick glance, his expression calmed down and he asked: "General Pei, what's the matter?"

Pei Zheng looked around, frowned, and asked melancholy: "General Sikong, have you noticed that there seems to be something weird here?"

Sikong Jie's heart tightened, and he quickly glanced around, only to see that under the hazy moonlight, the mountains were vague, the shadows of the trees were dark, and the night wind was blowing. He didn't notice anything strange at the moment.

Sikong Jie secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked doubtfully: "General Pei, I didn't find anything strange!"

Pei Zheng said: "General Sikong, there are dense trees and wild grass here, so there should be many birds. But tens of thousands of our troops and horses passed by here, and not a single bird was frightened. Isn't this too strange?

It’s weird!”

An ignorant little disciple of Sikong Jieyi interrupted with a smile: "Maybe the birds have all gone to sleep!"

"idiot!"

Sikong Jie turned around and glared at his young apprentice, scolded him with a straight face: "Ignorant boy, don't talk nonsense and confuse people's minds!"

The little apprentice's expression froze, he secretly stuck out his tongue, shrank to one side, and did not dare to talk any more.

Sikong Jie's expression became concentrated and he asked, "Did someone scare away these birds?"

Pei Zheng nodded: "Yes! Otherwise there is no way to explain all this."

"It takes more than a few people to scare away the birds within a radius of several miles. And there are no friendly forces of ours within a hundred miles nearby. How can we do it one by one!"

Sikong Jie glanced around and saw that there were hillsides on both sides of the army road, and he

At this moment, the army was in a canyon, which was a perfect place for the enemy to ambush. With a thought in his mind, his face changed slightly, and he quickly shouted to his subordinates: "Come here, send the order immediately, and the army will retreat immediately.

Return to Suihuang City, check out the surrounding situation at dawn tomorrow, and then make plans!"

Pei Zheng shook his head at this time, smiled bitterly, and murmured: "It's too late!"

Pei Zheng jumped into the air, possessed himself and rushed towards the army, shouting loudly: "Hurry, hurry, hurry! Line up to meet the enemy, line up to meet the enemy!" The loud voice could be heard far away in this silent night.

As soon as the army received Sikong Jieyi's order to retreat, they heard Pei Zheng's warning and there was a commotion. However, after this month of fierce fighting, their military literacy and combat experience had been greatly improved. They quickly reflexively

They got closer together, took advantage of the terrain, formed a battle formation, and defended the surroundings. Their twinkling eyes were fixedly staring at the hillside woods in front of them, their expressions were tense, and they were very afraid of the shadows reflected by the moonlight.

In the middle, demonic soldiers will suddenly appear.

After Pei Zheng issued a warning, a loud arrow shot through the air at him, as fast as a shooting star. He waved his sword and chopped down the arrow. When he looked up, he saw that the sky above his head was filled with demon soldiers. There were many demon soldiers.

Holding spears in their hands, some holding crossbows, they stared intently at the Xuanmen disciples in the valley, blocking any possible escape route for the Xuanmen disciples from the air.

Pei Zheng also knew that he could not break through the blocking formation of the sky demon soldiers with his own strength. He blocked several more loud arrows and had no choice but to float down and return to his own army.

in this way,

On a hillside in the Mogen Mountains, there was a sudden thump, thump, thump, and war drums were beating. Then, there was a loud bang on the hillside surrounded by 60,000 Xuanmen immortal soldiers, and a root suddenly stood up.

The towering and huge Daopor came, and the cloth was densely covered with strange little figures. Next to the Daopor stood demon soldiers. Those demon soldiers were holding weapons in their hands. They were numerous and held torches.

They formed an attacking battle formation, and immediately surrounded Sikong Jieyi's Xuanmen immortal soldiers with three layers inside and three layers outside.

When Sikong Jie saw this, he was shocked and shouted to his slightly agitated subordinates: "Stand your position and prepare to meet the enemy!"

The Xuanmen Immortal Soldiers calmed down a little when they heard their commander's call. They stood there, tightened their weapons, and stared at the Demon Soldiers with nervous expressions, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

The demon soldiers surrounded the Xuanmen immortal soldiers, but they only stared at Sikong Jie and the others vigilantly and fiercely, and did not launch an attack.

How many breaths of time.

The demon soldiers on the highest hillside in the east retreated to both sides, and four black horses pulled a chariot, whizzing into the void and stopping in the air above Sikong Jie and the others.

An old man with long eyebrows, a pale face, and slender eyes sat in the carriage of an open carriage. In front of the old man was a famous harp called the Bell.

The old man regarded Sikong Jie and the others as nothing, and actually played the "bell" in front of the army. He picked and plucked with his fingers, and there was a melodious and exciting music, which implied the collision of metals and bloody fighting.

It sounded in the silent night, hitting everyone's eardrums and affecting everyone's emotions.

The old man played the music as if there was no one around, concentrating on it. When he was satisfied with the performance, he closed his eyes, shook his head, and chanted secretly. He was as drunk as drinking alcohol.

Just a pause, just a song.

The old man paused, then took a deep breath and slowly opened his shining eyes.

The old man looked at Sikong Jieyi, smiled calmly, and asked: "General Sikong, you are finally here. Do you know that I have been waiting for you here for a long time?"

Sikong Jieyi did not recognize the old man and asked, "Who are you?"

The old man smiled and said: "The old master of the Minggui Sect is so weird!"

Sikong Jieyi and others were shocked. They must know that the leader of the Nether Ghost Sect, one of the four sects of the Demon Sect, Ming Shuai Guiyao Sanyi has always been a dragon that never sees its head. It is extremely mysterious. Very few people in the world have seen his face.

He is very rare, and it is difficult for the world to recognize him. I didn't expect that he would show up tonight, and there would be a fierce battle.

Guiyao looked at Pei Zheng three times and asked with a smile: "Pei Zheng, I heard that you are proficient in music. Do you know what music I just played?"

Pei Zheng shook his head and said with a smile: "I have a false reputation, so I dare not lie. Mr. Pei is not aware of it!"

"Well! It's normal that you don't know. This song was created by a certain person, and this is the first time I'm playing it. You can be considered a lucky person if you can hear this song!"

A proud smile appeared on Guiyao San's face and he continued:

"Pei Zheng, the world is currently in the Warring States Period. The seven kingdoms are all powerful, and there are constant swords and weapons. The world is in chaos, and it is also a time of great struggle.

Therefore, there are many Xuanmen immortals in the upper realm who are bored in their free time, so they play games in the lower realm, each choosing a master to gain fame.

Among these disciples in the lower realm, Pang Juan and Sun Bin are the most outstanding. Pang Juan and Sun Bin are disciples of Mr. Gui Guzi, the military master of Lingxu Cave in Cangwu Mountain. After Pang Juan went down to the lower realm, he joined the Wei State and soon became a master of the Wei Kingdom.

You will be prosperous and contented.

Later, Sun Bin also went down the mountain and went to his senior brother Pang Juan, who also wanted to make a name for himself. Unexpectedly, Pang Juan was narrow-minded and jealous of talents. He actually slandered and framed Sun Bin in front of the King of Wei, causing Sun Bin to be imprisoned and tortured miserably.

No ghost.

Although Sun Bin was in a dangerous situation and suffered from hardship and disability, he was unwilling to give in and his ambition was not compromised. He used a clever plan to escape from Wei and hid in Qi. He secretly helped Qi to train its troops and waited for opportunities to rise.

A few years later, as fate would have it, the two brothers really fought on the battlefield and fought endlessly. Later, Sun Bin finally got the better of him. A few years later, he set up an ambush on Maling Road and killed Pang Juan, avenging his humiliation and disability.

Leg hatred.

When I heard this story the day before yesterday, I was really sad and moved, and I realized a lot, so I specially named the song I created today Maling Road."

Guiyao San chuckled, his expression suddenly dimmed, he stared at Sikong Jieyi and the others, and shouted sternly: "Sikong Jieyi, tonight's Mogen Mountain fall is your Maling Road, suffer death!"

Guiyao's thirty fingers were on the strings, playing from the inside out, and as the sharp sound of the piano sounded, a powerful force formed a huge wave of air, attacking the Xuanmen Immortal in the canyon from the air.

soldiers.

"careful!"

Sikong Jieyi and Pei Zheng shouted loudly, jumped up, swung their palms, and shot out their true energy. The true energy also formed a wave of air, which collided with the force inspired by Guiyao Three, and immediately exploded in the air.

The sound rippled in the air, and its power was so strong that even the void trembled.

Pei Zheng stared at the Xuanmen disciples and yelled at the demon soldiers: "We are in a desperate situation with no way to retreat. If we want to survive, we can only fight and kill!" After that, he took the lead and rushed towards the demon soldiers.

After hearing Pei Zheng's words, all the Xuanmen disciples also knew that they were trapped in a tight siege tonight and would die if they didn't fight. Since it was death anyway, it was better to give it a try and maybe there would be a glimmer of life. This inspired their desire to survive and inspired them.

Their fighting spirit is incredible.

The Xuanmen disciples gritted their teeth, put away their fear, and roared, rushing out of the position one after another, rushing towards the demon soldiers desperately, waving the weapons in their hands, and slashing wildly, with a rainbow-like momentum and a shape like a tiger.

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To be continued...