The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 933 Heavenly Soldiers Lower Realm [Second update! 】

As the Demon Venerable said.

Twelve Demon Venerables, thousands of Demon Sect Elders, and tens of thousands of disciples, if you really add up, Su Ting's practice years are less than a fraction of theirs.

Now a large formation is set up, and the infinite power is oppressing.

Even Su Ting felt the crisis of life and death.

In fact, his initial arrangement was really just to use his own disciples as bait to attract a Demon Lord, so that he could be ambushed and killed.

But the current scene has exceeded his original expectations.

With such a large formation, the Demon Sect must have come out in full force, no less than the entire background of Shou Zheng Dao Sect.

At this moment, Mozong came out in full force, just to make a final decisive battle with him.

Such a change was far beyond Su Ting's expectation.

He originally thought that the fight against the demons in the lower realms this time would probably take three to five years, or even ten or eight years. After a year and a half.

Unexpectedly, today, without any warning, there are all demons coming out and attacking in this direction.

He didn't expect that Su Guan'er, who was always cautious, would give such an order to kill him.

If he hadn't arrived in time, the large formation that gathered the entire Demon Sect's heritage would be like a spear, and the long defense of Yuanfeng Mountain along the coast would be as thin as paper.

Wherever the magic circle passes, it is invincible, and it will be crushed from this place and go straight into the middle earth.

Once the general trend is achieved, it will be difficult for even a true immortal to resist easily.

And even if the Demon Formation was defeated in the end, the seeds of the Demon Sect had already been scattered in the hinterland of Middle Earth.

By that time, Su Guan'er's idea of ​​attacking Zhongtu with all his might has been achieved.

If there is any plan in the dark, I am afraid it has already been completed.

"It seems that Su Guan'er can't be lured out."

Su Ting frowned and retreated steadily.

The surrounding coast continued to shatter, and the sky seemed to be distorted.

The magic way is infinitely coercive and imposing.

Su Ting has no choice but to retreat.

Going back again, three hundred miles behind him, there are already densely populated and continuous towns, and many people live there.

If he retreats again, the tsunami will continue to sweep across the entire Middle Earth.

He originally wanted to lure Su Guan'er, thinking in his heart that perhaps the master of the Demon Sect, who has always been cautious, would be a little more energetic and courageous under the recent situation of such a big deal, so he appeared to see him Su Ting's tragic state before his death.

Even as a villain, Su Guan'er might show off his might and utter the words of victory in his heart.

But Su Guan'er was still as cautious as before and didn't show up.

All the big tricks of the master of the Demon Sect have always been to send out the people under the Demon Sect. Even the Demon Lord can also be used as a chess piece to find out the truth, but he himself rarely shows up.

"What a Su Guan'er, he can ruin the entire Demon Sect, but he still has to preserve himself."

Su Ting exhaled, and immediately stopped retreating.

But the vast tsunami and the vast magic circle continued to oppress them.

Facing the crisis of death, people feel more and more palpitations.

But Su Ting knew that retreating to this moment was already the limit.

With a flick of his fingers, he poured mana into the token.

This is the token bestowed by the emperor.

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above heaven.

Outside Nantianmen.

Nantian God General Jiang Bojian, dressed in white armor, with a long sword on his waist and a spear in his hand, looked down with cold eyes.

And behind him, [-] Heavenly Soldiers, neatly organized, formed an army formation, coercing all directions, surging with momentum, and unparalleled in might.

The eyes will be Yan Xian, walking with the army, looking down into the world, seeing all the changes below.

He saw Su Ting retreating steadily under the vast magic formation, but he resisted.

Facing the magic formation that can make even the true immortals retreat, Su Ting has persisted until now, almost for a hundred breaths, but he did not die.

This is simply an unimaginable scene.

It's just that Su Ting kept retreating, and he had already retreated to the territory of Middle-earth. If he retreated again, it would affect countless people in Middle-earth, and it would have a great and irreversible change in the luck of the two dynasties.

If such a scene really happened and the fate of the Middle Earth Dynasty changed drastically, then Su Ting's decree to go down to the realm this time is a real dereliction of duty and he will be severely punished.

But at this moment, Su Ting seemed to think of this, so he stopped.

The brilliance of the token flashed suddenly and soared into the sky.

"Lower!"

Nan Tianshen pointed Jiang Baijian's spear.

Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers followed him to the lower realm.

In the blink of an eye, he passed through the void of the two worlds and came to the world.

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The tsunami is rushing, and the magic circle is fierce.

Su Ting tried his best to resist, and even used the Dragon Elephant Orb to try to use the voice of the Dragon Elephant to influence the people of the magic way in the magic formation, so as to expose the flaws in the formation.

But the magic formation is extremely mysterious, and Su Ting's Dragon Elephant Yuanzhu can't make any meritorious deeds.

"Su Zhenjun, you actually lasted a hundred breaths."

"It was unexpected."

"But you're dead."

Mozun's voice, coming from the tsunami, suppressed the thunderous sound of the tsunami, and reached Su Ting's ears.

With a puff.

Su Ting's mouth overflowed with blood.

Under the vast magic circle, his own mana is like a gurgling stream, although it seems a little subtle, it can still hold up anyway.

On the contrary, his own immortal body is already full of burdens, muscles are damaged, meridians are broken, and the operation of mana cannot achieve perfection.

Thirty more breaths at most, is enough to crush him to death here.

This vast magic formation is even more terrifying than Su Guan'er's own attack.

His temple hair was scattered, his robe was torn, and his skin was almost bleeding.

Su Ting opened his mouth, and the blood couldn't stop flowing up.

Back then, he had not attained Taoism and became immortal, and was already invincible in the world. Who would have thought that after attaining immortality, he descended to the realm again, but encountered such a embarrassing scene.

Just when Su Ting couldn't hold on anymore, there was a cry of killing, falling from the sky.

In this instant, Su Ting's spirit suddenly lifted.

He himself is already at the peak of the immortal family, and he naturally has a very fine grasp of his own spirit, energy and spirit, which is enough to stimulate every trace of his own energy.

The reason why I feel refreshed is not because I hear this voice, so my heart bursts out and I am full of energy.It was only because the Heavenly Soldiers descended from the realm, subdued the demon disciples, and eased the oppression on Su Ting.

"finally come."

Su Ting gasped for breath and looked up.

The sky is full of white clouds, covering thousands of miles.

The first divine general, dressed in white armor, holds a spear in his hand, and a long sword on his waist, with torch-like eyes, looking down.

Behind him, tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers lined up, their aura far surpassed that of the demon disciples below.

"kill!"

Jiang Bojian didn't say much, he pointed his spear.

Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers formed an army formation and slaughtered them.

In the vast magic formation, countless demon disciples all looked terrified.

"Don't panic, defeat or perish."

The first demon venerable shouted loudly: "Remember the suzerain's instruction, when Chen Zhiyun led the army to attack, wasn't we also repelled by us? Even if it is an army of heavenly soldiers, what can we do? Change formation immediately!"

Although he speaks in time, he stabilizes people's hearts.

But in the face of such a scene, even the Twelve Demon Lords couldn't help being frightened, let alone other demon disciples?
This vast magic formation is no longer as stable as before, and it doesn't have the momentum to hit the middle of the earth.

(End of this chapter)