Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Report!"

At this moment, an anxious voice came from outside the formation.

The next moment, a general in red armor rushed to the platform of the core magic circle, knelt on one knee in front of the five masters, and said urgently: "My Lord, the demon army has summoned the lower demon army and is coming to attack!"

"Damn it!"

Anger surged in Hao Rong's eyes, it was like a house leaking in rainy night, the Tianyan Fortress was already short of elixirs, and now the demons had replaced them with cannon fodder in the front. Even if they wanted to suddenly change their formation and turn from defense to offense, the best they could do was to eliminate a few more cannon fodder.

"The demons don't have much of anything, just a lot of low-level cannon fodder."

The Great Yu Saint Emperor smiled coldly, "It's been so long, it's not surprising that they have mobilized a group of low-level evil creatures from the Demon Realm. However, our pressure is even greater."

As he spoke, the Great Yu Saint Emperor looked at Wan Jun, shook his head and smiled, then looked at the other Lord Immortal Emperors, "Although we have decided to hold on for a few more days, as the saying goes, don't put all your eggs in one basket, we can't just sit there and wait for death."

"Oh?"

Immortal Emperor Yuan Kun glanced at Saint Emperor Dayu, "Why, do you have any other good ideas?"

"The key lies in Brother Baiyi."

The Great Yu Saint Emperor's gaze fell on the White-Robed Master and said in a deep voice, "Brother Bai Yi is about to break through!"

For a moment, the eyes of all the major masters were fixed.

The main reason why they did not dare to fight head-on was that they were afraid of the young master Xuan Ce of the Shenlong clan.

The other side has an extra ancestor-level strongman, and in terms of high-level combat power, the War Alliance can't get any advantage at all.

But if the Lord in White is promoted to the ancestor level, the situation will be reversed.

"It's only one step away, yet it feels like a world away. Sigh..."

The White-robed Master shook his head and sighed, "I have indeed had some enlightenment in recent days, but it is not easy to take that step."

“That’s a silver lining.”

The Great Yu Saint Emperor said in a deep voice: "Next, Brother Baiyi, don't waste your mana to maintain the formation. The four of us can take turns. Brother Baiyi, you should strive to reach your realm with all your strength. If you can break through, that is the real hope!"

"I agree."

Emperor Haocang immediately nodded in agreement.

Yuan Kun and Hao Rong, although exhausted, understood that if the White-Robed Lord could break through, it would be of great significance to the entire expedition alliance.

Although in the past one or two days, the chances of the White-Robed Lord breaking through are almost zero.

But now it has come to this, and we can only believe that a miracle has happened.

It’s like believing that Ling Feng is still alive. Since you can believe the first miracle, you can naturally believe the second miracle.

"Thank you for your hard work."

The White-Robed Monarch nodded, then flew out of the magic circle, found a corner, and began to regulate his breathing and sit in meditation.

Wan Jun took a deep breath, wiped the blood off his face, bowed to the masters, and said in a deep voice: "Then I will take my leave first. I will wait on the tower! He will come! He will definitely come!"

……

Flying away from the platform of the core magic circle, he saw Wan Xinger waiting anxiously not far away.

Seeing Wan Jun’s embarrassed look, Wan Xiner quickly flew forward.

As soon as Wanjun landed on the ground, he staggered and felt a strong sense of dizziness in his mind.

I kowtowed so hard just now that my head was bleeding.

Wan Xiner hurriedly supported Wan Jun and frowned, "Brother Wan Jun, what's wrong with you?"

"I am fine."

Wan Jun shook his head and smiled, raised his eyes and stared at the three blood moons in the sky, and murmured in a low voice: "Ling Feng, I have tried my best to buy the last time for you, you must come! You must come!"

Wan Xiner gritted her teeth and said, "He will come! He will definitely come!"

"Xin'er, help me to the tower! Let's wait for him together!"

Wan Jun took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "If he really..."

He clenched his fists, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "Even if he can't come, then...then let me tell you the truth. This battle must not be fought!"

He was also at a loss, confused, in pain, and tormented...

But at this moment, Wanjun finally found what he really wanted to do.

Even if, even if it's just to protect her, the fairyland world must not be destroyed by those so-called "gods".

  Even if the person standing on the opposite side is Emperor Yi Ting, whom he respects and admires the most!

"Ok!"

Wan Xiner nodded heavily, "No matter what decision you make, I will stand by your side!"

……

"The deep red blood moon has reappeared, the opportunity has come!"

In the demon camp, the two demon kings, Harrison and Udyr, stood side by side, looking up at the three blood moons in the sky, which were flashing with eerie blood light, and excitement flashed in their eyes at the same time.

"The cold wave is coming again!"

Demon King Udyr laughed strangely, "This is the last straw that breaks the camel's back for those humans! Hehehe!"

As he spoke, Demon Emperor Udyr glanced in the direction of the hill where Young Master Xuan Ce was, and then continued: "Without you, a bastard dragon, I can still break through the Sky Flame Fortress!"

"It seems that your mutant frost troll has made some progress after devouring so much demon flesh and blood!"

Harrison laughed sinisterly.

"if not!"

Udyr raised his head high. "The blood and flesh of so many cannon fodders are all used to feed a mutant troll. If it still can't improve, it will be a waste of all the years I have spent using the original magic energy to cultivate it! Hehe, with its current strength, coupled with the cold wave of the crimson blood moon, it can reach the destructive power of the ancestor level when it bursts out with all its strength!"

"Congratulations, brother Udyr!"

Although Demon King Harrison was resentful, it was a pity that the demon soul puppets of the Bannick clan could not be fed with flesh and blood. The cannon fodder who died in this battle became the target of Demon King Udyr's mutated trolls.

In other words, Udyr's mutated frost troll has now been promoted to a level comparable to the puppet ancestor he controls, and can be said to have reached the level of a half-ancestor.

Coupled with the cold wave of the deep red blood moon, it barely touched the edge of the ancestral level.

"In a moment, I will see my troll servant show his might!"

Demon King Udyr laughed wildly, and time passed little by little.

Soon, the cold wave swept across the entire battlefield.

Demon King Udyr leaped up, and a faint light flashed on his left arm. The next moment, the sky and the earth shook.

A mutant troll over three hundred feet tall suddenly stood up from the depths of the camp.

  Boom!

Boom!

The cold wave of the deep red blood moon apparently also stimulated the extreme icy power deep in the blood of the mutant troll.

In an instant, the semi-ancestor-level mutated frost troll appeared right below the Demon King Udyr.

Udyr's figure slowly floated down above the mutant troll's head. He fixed his gaze on the tower of Skyflame Fortress and snorted coldly, "This damned tortoise shell should be broken today! Golzaan, come on!"

  Bang bang bang bang!

In an instant, the mutant troll that was hundreds of feet tall seemed to turn into an ice-blue whirlwind and suddenly swept out.

Along the way, many low-level demons were directly swept into the storm, and were instantly shredded into pieces, turning into ice slag and drifting away. Then, a loud earth-shaking noise was heard, and it was the huge monster that had crashed heavily into the barrier of the Sky Flame Fortress.

At the same time, countless soldiers of the expeditionary alliance who were maintaining the barrier were bleeding profusely.

  The force of this collision is so terrifying!

"Change!"

Inside the fortress, soldiers from various legions immediately replaced their companions who were vomiting blood and unconscious. The replacement of personnel was completed in just a moment.

Everyone gritted their teeth and held on to maintain the last barrier.

The core of the magic circle.

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of Immortal Emperor Yuankun's mouth.

As the leaders of the core magic array, these several dominant immortal emperors were the main force bearing the horrific impact just now.

After days of struggling and the shortage of elixirs, even these powerful masters were already exhausted.

"It looks like the demons are preparing to take advantage of this deep red blood moon to launch their final offensive!"

Hao Cang frowned slightly. What made them even more worried was that so far, Young Master Xuan Ce had not taken any action.

  Once the barrier is broken, what they will face will be an ancestor-level powerhouse in his prime!

He clenched his fists, then made a hand gesture, dividing a quarter of the inscriptions mapped by the core magic circle and bringing them into his body.

The other three masters breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and the pressure was relieved a little.

It is always better to have four people maintaining the magic circle than three.

The Lord in White standing aside frowned slightly. Although he was trying his best to reach his realm, the situation in the outside world still made him worried.

  The more anxious and restless you are, the more uneasy you are. How can you expect to make a breakthrough successfully?

"Brother Bai Yi, leave this to us. No matter what happens, your primary task now is to break through with all your strength! Don't be distracted!"

The Great Yu Saint Emperor shouted softly to the Lord in White, and only then did Li Baiyi collect his mind and put all distracting thoughts behind him.

In an instant, golden light was seen flowing all over Li Bai's body.

Although the ancestor's energy has not yet condensed, there is already a hint of communication with the great way of heaven and earth.

  Just one step away!

Just one step left!

The Holy Emperor Dayu took a deep breath, and then looked towards the direction of the Dayu Immortal Court camp.

At this moment, Yu Bingqing was still trapped in the tent by him. If Ling Feng didn't show up in the end, Li Baiyi would not be able to advance to the ancestor level. I'm afraid...

I only regretted that I didn’t make arrangements earlier to send Yu Bingqing back to the fairyland.

Once the Sky Flame Fortress falls, I'm afraid that child will not be spared.

He clenched his fists, stared up at the sky, and murmured, "I hope a miracle will really happen in this world!"

……

Inside the Holy Emperor’s camp.

In order to prevent Yu Bingqing from making any rash moves, the Great Yu Saint Emperor set up a barrier and trapped Yu Bingqing in his tent, hoping that she could calm down and practice.

Unexpectedly, even the Holy Emperor Dayu was caught off guard by what happened next.

As a result, Her Royal Highness the Princess has been trapped in this tent for several months.

Although Yu Bingqing had been promoted to the Broken State, she was ultimately helpless in the face of the ancestor's barrier.

Therefore, one can only transform the grief and anger in one's heart into motivation for cultivation.

Although after reaching the Shattered Level, it is far from being able to easily improve the realm by practicing for one or two months.

But Yu Bingqing possesses the blood and qi power of the Blood Prison Dragon. The deeper her cultivation, the stronger the power of the Ancestral Dragon in her body.

During this period of time, because of the hatred in her heart, she devoted herself to cultivation, and her understanding of the bloody killing methods of the Blood Hell Dragon became deeper and deeper.

"Ok?"

As the entire Tianyan Fortress shook violently, Yu Bingqing woke up from her training.

There was a flash of blood in her eyes, but she was surprised to find that the power of the barrier created by the subordinates of Saint Emperor Dayu had become very weak.

"Did something happen to the ancestor?"

Her eyelids twitched suddenly, and more than a dozen blood-red dragon shadows gathered around her immediately.

"Roar!--"

In an instant, a dragon roared to the sky, and accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, the entire tent was instantly blown apart.

After several months, Yu Bingqing finally broke through the ancestor's barrier and saw the light of day again.

However, the current situation in Sky Flame Fortress is more serious than she had imagined.

"Deep red blood moon, are the demons besieging the city?"

Yu Bingqing's eyes focused, and after exploring with her spiritual sense, she discovered that the old ancestor's breath was still there, although it was much weaker, but as long as it was still there, it was fine.

The next moment, Yu Bingqing frowned slightly.

The aura of the donkey and the blue phoenix disappeared.

"Did they...leave? Or have they died in battle?"

Yu Bingqing clenched her fists. She knew the conspiracy behind Yi Ting and the Celestial Clan.

Unfortunately, she was unable to convince the Holy Emperor of Dayu and was eventually "imprisoned".

A few months passed, and who would have thought that after finally getting out, the situation would have turned out like this.

With her current strength, and with Jie Donkey, Qingluan and the others not around, she suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.

My shoulders are still too fragile and cannot bear all of this.

Ling Feng!

  How great it would be if you were still alive!

The next moment, Yu Bingqing suddenly sensed a familiar breath from the direction of the city wall.

"Wanjun Saint Son?"

Her eyes focused slightly, and then she flew out and flew towards Wanjun.

Although Wanjun is from the Patrol Thunder Clan, he is Ling Feng's close friend.

She was trapped in the War Alliance before, and it was Wanjun who ordered her release, so she was able to return to Wangshu Fortress and finally reunite with Ling Feng.

  More importantly, Wanjun also knew the truth. (There was naturally no secret between Lingfeng and Yu Bingqing. On the way to the Ice Abyss Sea, he told Yu Bingqing everything about how he and Wanjun had met the Great Freedom Wuji True Immortal.)

Maybe he can do something!

"Wanjun Holy Son! Xin'er!"

The next moment, Yu Bingqing had already climbed onto the city wall.

At this moment, Wan Jun and Wan Xiner were guarding on the city wall, seemingly waiting for something.

Hearing Yu Bingqing's voice, Wan Xiner quickly turned around and immediately cheered. She rushed to Yu Bingqing, took her arm, and said happily: "Sister Bingqing, I finally see you again!"

Wan Jun's eyes fixed, and he also bowed to her, "So it's Her Royal Highness the Princess. I was wondering why I didn't see you in the fortress before."

"It's a long story!"

Yu Bingqing sighed softly, and looked around. Then she sent a telepathic message to the brother and sister, "Since Wan Shengzi knows that the ancient demon-killing war was all a conspiracy of the God Clan, will he continue to make the same mistake again and again?" (End of this chapter)