The ghastly and cruel sound echoed between heaven and earth, and the bloodthirsty demonic sword pierced the air. The blood glowed in the air, manifesting into a huge blood bat.

The blood bat opened its ferocious mouth and bit down on a sixth-grade true immortal below.

"Ancestor, spare your life!"

The sixth-grade true immortal screamed in horror.

"Crack!"

The blood bat devoured him in one bite, its sharp fangs emerged from his back, and blood dripped down from the tips of its teeth.

Soon, the blood bat turned into a bloodthirsty demon knife and flew away.

A pile of bones littered the sky.

When everyone in Netherworld Palace saw this scene, their eyes showed fear and sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Rolling vitality and blood poured out of the body like no money, penetrating into the gate of hell.

Their bodies are getting older and shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The fighting became more and more intense.

The immortal soldiers and immortal generals that were manifested by everyone operating the formation with all their strength were swept away by the increasingly fierce and powerful Hell Python, exploding one after another, and turned into nothingness.

Under the light curtain, some of the peaks that formed the nodes of the formation could not withstand the impact and exploded and collapsed one after another, with rocks flying everywhere and dust flying.

The cracks in the light curtain that had begun to gradually recover began to gradually increase in number and size, and were on the verge of collapse, but they did not collapse.

At this moment, the war between the two major forces finally began to really heat up.

On the bloody throne, Old Demon Youtong did not take action, but watched the battle coldly and rested.

He couldn't let his men's vitality and blood go to waste. He wanted to take advantage of their full attack and strike out with the powerful fourth sword as soon as possible.

This battle has been dragged on for too long, and Old Demon Youtong is unwilling to drag it on any longer, even if the losses are a bit high, he will not hesitate.

On the Xuanting Palace, which represents the throne of the peak master, Qin Ziling is also watching the battle with cold eyes.

However, most of the people in his Qiankun Cave Heaven have been sent out.

They carried tokens representing the supreme order of the sect master and stationed themselves at each peak.

Those at the eighth level can enter Disha Peak, and those at the ninth level can enter the six peaks except Xuandu Peak, Xuanting Peak, and Xuansha Peak.

In the fierce battle, the disciples of Wuji Sect did not take action, but were observing and familiarizing themselves with the formations of major mountain peaks.

The only exception is Diyoufeng.

Diyou Peak has ceased to exist in name only, with no disciples stationed there.

As the army of the Netherworld Mansion did not hesitate to use their secret skills to devour and transform their own powerful vitality and blood, the black cocoon that now enveloped the Youshan Peak grew rapidly, exuding an extremely cold and powerful aura of death. Wherever the aura passed, the vegetation withered and transformed.

The flow of black water is much more terrifying than the blood cocoon of Xuansha Peak.

Inside this huge black cocoon, five underworld immortals were sitting cross-legged, breathing heavily on the cocoon wall where the black cocoon was like thick ink.

A vortex appeared in their mouths, and the death force of the netherworld that rolled like thick ink on the cocoon wall was sucked out, forming a black "water column" that continuously fell into their mouths.

At the same time, two more thick ink-like streams of Netherworld's death force rushed out from their nostrils and sank into the black cocoon, making up for the Netherworld's death force that they had absorbed.

Change the day!

This move has already been played very smoothly by the five great underworld immortals.

In the past, I always hid in the cave world to play, but this time I hid in the Diyou Peak.

The people in the Netherworld Palace did not know that the death force they had transformed with secret techniques and finally penetrated into the enemy through the gap was being devoured and refined by the five Netherworld Immortal Generals, and the growing black cocoon they saw was...

constantly being replaced.

The way of death is mysterious and profound.

They only use secret techniques to transform the power of death, but cannot truly control the power of death, and do not dare to let the power of death enter their bodies.

It was doomed that the fruit of their hard work had been tampered with, but they still didn't realize it and continued to work hard to be taken advantage of.

As a Taoist immortal, Old Demon Youtong will definitely be able to find clues if he observes carefully.

But it is a pity that Old Demon Youtong would never have thought that the Jiuxuan Sect that had become his possession would actually hide a terrifying force, including five powerful underworld immortal generals.

He was currently resting and recuperating, trying to find an opportunity to completely defeat the formation with one strike and break into the Jiuxuan Sect to start a killing spree. He would not pay attention to the subtle changes at Diyou Peak.

Another two days passed.

The battle became more and more intense.

Many mountains in Jiuxuan Mountain have collapsed, and the formation is on the verge of collapse. However, whenever it is about to collapse, powerful beams of light from Xuandu Peak and Xuanting Peak can always rush out to support the crumbling formation.

"kill!"

The bloodthirsty demonic sword turned into a terrifying river of blood across the sky, and fell towards the formation again.

In the Xuanting Palace, Qin Ziling's lips curled up into a sneer that showed success.

"You're finally starting to lose your patience!"

Xuandu Peak, Ye Chen once again broke out of the formation.

The blood river and the yellow sun collided together, saturating the sky, and then blood knives and horizontal knives fought in the air.

Ye Chen was still defeated, and soon fell out of the horizontal sword, blood spilled into the sky, and he fell down.

Chased by the bloodthirsty demon knife.

Xuan Tianjing gathered the power of the formation and once again condensed a giant sword to resist.

The great sword collapsed.

The bloodthirsty demon sword took advantage of the situation and descended.

"Boom!"

Cut it off together.

A terrifying bloody crack suddenly spread from one end of the light curtain to the other. The bright red color spread along the crack, soaking half of the light curtain.

On the blood-colored throne, upon seeing this, Old Demon Youtong's bloody eyes flashed with hesitation at first, but soon the hesitation turned into fierce determination.

A stream of essence and blood spurted out from the mouth of Old Demon Youtong.

Turned into blood talismans and submerged into the bloodthirsty demon knife.

The bloodthirsty demon sword was blazing with blood, and a terrifying aura swept through the world, making everyone panic, as if the end was coming.

The old demon Youtong, who was originally handsome and young, has become a bit old at this time.

"hiss!"

A sharp sound came from the bloodthirsty demon sword.

A river of blood once again stretched across the sky, rushing down towards the light curtain, trying to take advantage of the light curtain to crack and completely collapse it.

At this time, thunder and lightning broke out at Xuanting Peak, and the thunder light was blazing.

Completed the update today.
Chapter completed!