Fairy

The pre-war meeting was held under the auspices of the Suzerain of the Artifact Refining School. The Suzerain first announced the specific date of the Great War between Good and Evil, and five days later the Great War will be launched, when the time comes for a showdown with evil ways.

Wang Xian didn't listen to the content of the meeting at all, he was thinking about all the mysteries of Houyi's bow just now.

The cloudy eyes of the Grand Elder of the Refining School glanced at Wang Xian from time to time. Wang Xian felt as if he had been seen through by the Grand Elder, and he couldn't help thinking: "This Supreme Elder is probably not simple. It is rumored that he is the ancestor of the current suzerain. , is more than ten thousand years old, and he is one of the only ten thousand-year old monsters left by Xia Guo's cultivators. I am afraid that this Supreme Elder has the cultivation of the realm of transforming gods, and he has been keeping it secret."

The pre-battle meeting of the Artifact Sect was held for an hour and ended, and all the disciples went to prepare for the big battle five days later.

Wang Xian lived on the second floor of a pavilion on a small island. He has been in the limelight recently and has become a legend on Shuanghe Island. He deliberately kept a low profile and stayed in the pavilion without taking a step. .

Dark clouds rolled over Shuanghe Island, and a force of restraint filled everyone's hearts. The war was coming, and people were panic-stricken. Everyone was cultivating, and they seized the last moment to improve their cultivation.

Thunder bursts, war drums roar!

The sky above Shuanghe Island is full of cultivators. The righteous and evil cultivators are fighting at low altitude, and the primordial monsters are fighting at high altitude.

After suppressing for five days, it finally broke out in the early morning of this day, and saw magic weapons flying all over the sky, the sound of fighting, roaring, buzzing of magic weapons, the sound of air turbulence*, the sound of flying swords piercing the sky, the sound of magic tricks shaking the sky, the sound was like ten thousand horses galloping , Such as ten thousand thunder bombing.

"Kill!" Tens of thousands of evil disciples from the evil sect, the demon sect, the Yanghuan sect and other evil sects rushed into the formation formed by the orthodox weapon refining sect, Qinglong holy sect, white tiger holy sect, Xuanzong, and Taoist sect on Shuanghe Island, and the scuffle broke out. prelude.

In the true period of the evil way, the number of disciples in the ancestor period is far less than that of the righteous way, but the demon god of the evil way hangs high in the sky, pulling the Houyi divine bow in his hand frequently, and arrows of spiritual energy burst through the air. Arrows can kill a group of righteous disciples in the ancestor stage and the true gang stage.

"Surround the demon god, kill the demon god, and the right way will win!" The primordial spirit stage old monsters from all the orthodox sects gathered together, turning into streamers of light, chasing and killing the demon god standing out of thin air.

The Demon God is tall, with a big mouth and a broad nose, like a goshawk soaring in the sky, his figure moves back and forth, and the Houyi Divine Bow in his hand becomes the deadly scythe of the God of Death, harvesting the lives of righteous disciples.

Wang Xian did not join the battle group, he drove the Huangquan ghost knife and flew carefully towards the high altitude where the demon god and the old monsters of the primordial gods were fighting.

Ten demons from the Demon Sect, ten demons from the Demon Sect, and ten primordial stage old monsters from the Evil Sect, thirty people entered the battle group and stopped hundreds of primordial stage old monsters who were chasing the demon god. Dragon, pull the Houyi Divine Bow, each aura arrow can seriously injure or kill an old monster in the Yuanshen stage.

Although Wang Xian was cautious and only flew on the edge of the battle with the old monsters in the Yuanshen stage, he was blown by the strong wind several times and almost fell down.

"Battles at the level of old monsters in the Yuanshen period are not suitable for me." Wang Xian sighed, and flew towards the low sky with the ghost knife of Huangquan. Breaking through the void, all the old monsters in the Yuanshen stage had golden cores shining, and the Qi of Yuanying swept the world.

The battle of the monsters in the Yuanshen period was simply earth-shattering, it shattered the clouds in the sea and sky thousands of miles away, and the aftermath of the shock stirred up waves in the sea thousands of miles away.

Wang Xian was flying at low altitude. He saw some Zifu disciples in purple clothes fighting fiercely with the disciples of the evil way. He recalled how Fairy Zibing treated him, pulled the magical power, and arrows of qi turned into shocking arrows. Hong shoots and kills Zifu disciples.

Those Zifu disciples were fighting fiercely with the disciples of the evil way, and all of them fell inexplicably when an arrow of Gangqi pierced their throats.

The melee is the time for the bow and arrow to show their power. Wang Xian wandered among the various battle groups, and when he saw the purple dog in the Zifu, he shot and killed it with one arrow.

"Junior!" With a soft shout, a purple shadow quickly approached