The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1215 Please Heavenly Emperor Save Us!
In the endless abyss, countless demon soldiers poured out.

The faces of the Immortals, who have just been relieved, are even more ugly, "How did the magic soldiers crawl out of the endless abyss!?"

"How come there are so many demon soldiers?"

"Did the Demon Lord who disappeared 12 years ago come out?"

A steady stream of magic soldiers poured out of the abyss, and the immortals stopped each other.

Sealing Wuwu just now consumed most of the immortal power. At first, he was able to deal with the magic soldiers with ease, but the magic soldiers seemed to be endless.

One crop is over and another crop is cropped, and the little fairy power they have left is almost exhausted.

"Quick! Go and report to the Heavenly Emperor!"

"The boundless abyss is attacked by demon soldiers!"

One roared anxiously, knowing that they were powerless to stop it.

The old monk with white beard was also greatly injured and weak, "Go!"

Everyone was entangled by the influx of magic soldiers and couldn't get away. They wanted to leave but were entangled, and they couldn't go back to ask for help.

"There is such a big movement in the endless abyss, the Heavenly Emperor and other immortals will definitely notice it."

"Hold on a little longer."

A group of immortal families who were on the verge of losing their immortal power gritted their teeth to deal with it, and the situation went from being easy at the beginning to being overwhelmed later.

The magic soldiers seem to be endless, and a new batch will be born after one batch dies.

"what happened!?"

Finally someone asked, "There's such a big commotion in Wuyazhiyuan, why hasn't anyone come yet?"

"Could it be possible for us to fall into the hands of these shrimp soldiers and crab generals today?"

"No! Wait!"

The fairy families fell one by one, and as the number of fallen people increased, the fairy families became more and more flustered.

If this has been the case, they may really fall into the hands of this group of demon soldiers.

"Find a way to get the news out."

"Such a large influx of demon soldiers must have been planned by the Demon Lord for a long time!"

"I can't get out." A dejected voice sounded, and the immortals gathered and stared at the approaching magic soldiers.

"Could it be that the sky is going to kill us today!"

The immortals stood back to back, facing the magic soldiers. The power of the immortals had been completely exhausted, and they were helpless in the face of the approaching magic soldiers.

"The Demon Realm is really vicious!"

"How did they come out of the endless abyss, how did they do it!".
Demon, how could he easily enter the upper realm?

"Let's hurry up with the immediate ones first!" At the critical juncture, the immortals began to have conflicts, and their faces were pale as they watched the magic soldiers getting closer.

They are immortals, they did not expect to be beaten to such a degree by a group of demon shrimp soldiers and crab generals today.

The demon soldiers are close at hand, and the faces of the immortals are pale as far as the naked eye can see, "Are we... really want Shenyun to be here?"

"Look at—"

A roar of surprise sounded, and a person pointed at the figure floating in the air not far away.

The immortals followed the prestige, and when they saw the voice, they exclaimed with joy, "It's the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Heaven is here!"

"I knew it, I will definitely not die here!"

"Heavenly Emperor! Come and save us!"

Seeing Zong Zhengyu, the immortals who were facing a desperate situation seemed to see the hope of life at straws.

They cheered and were pleasantly surprised, but the magic soldiers around them didn't show any intention of stopping.

A fairy family screamed for help, "Please help the Emperor of Heaven!"

One person spoke out, and the others followed suit, "Please help the Heavenly Emperor!"

All the people shouted in unison, loudly.

Zong Zhengyu didn't respond, his phoenix eyes were quiet, and his eyes were dark.

"what--"

A fairy was attacked by magic soldiers, and other painful moments sounded one after another.

Zong Zhengyu looked ahead, his deep eyes were silent, watching the immortals being torn apart by the magic soldiers.

"Countless demon soldiers are gushing out from the endless abyss, please save us!"

There was another cry for help, and Zong Zhengyu paused his hand turning the beads, bloodthirsty beating in his eyes...

(End of this chapter)