Chapter 1679: Retreat

Li Tian unfolded at full speed and rushed directly into the whirlpool, disappearing into the void.
Behind them was a huge army of Spirit Races, looking at each other. They were originally angry, but after seeing this scene, they were all silent in the air.
No matter how powerful they are, they can't chase after Wu Po Void.
"If the order continues, all ghosts, beasts and spirit races are searching for other human cultivators. Their king-level powerhouses have already escaped. Once they meet them, they will kill them!"
Needless to say, Lin Aotian and others are afraid that they will suffer a lot.
Of course, these things are not what Li Tian needs to pay attention to. He fell into the space channel with a feeling of uneasiness. He was rejected by the rules, and the transmission he faced this time was full of danger.
He felt that he was being placed in a space storm, with a terrifying blade cutting back and forth. If it hadn't been for his physical body to build a foundation and could resist, he would have been whipped into scum.
Moreover, the transmission process was very long, Li Tian seemed to be in the tide of the sea, like a leaf boat, swaying and turning continuously. Now the situation has exceeded his control, and he was already injured, now he can only try to stabilize his figure.
This is a very terrible torture.
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Tianyuan continent, misty forest.
Li Tian lost contact on the first night.
At that time, Elder Liu and the White Haired Monster felt abnormal and a little uneasy, because in their eyes, Li Tian was not the kind of person who didn't know the priorities and wouldn't be joking.
Coupled with the inexplicable disappearance of the cultivator of the Heavenly Devil Palace, it made the atmosphere of Elder Liu, the White Hair Monster and the others even more weird.
When the night passed, when the day broke, not only did the magic repairs of the Heavenly Demon Palace disappear, but Li Tian also disappeared, which made the two of them uneasy.
Li Tian is the hope of the North Sword Immortal Clan, the Qingxuan Taoist had explained before that, even if the North Sword Immortal Clan lost the war this time, Li Tian would not be able to have any crisis. This was the bottom line.
All of them can understand that as long as Li Tian is alive and waiting for him to build a foundation a few years later, he will definitely be a giant on one side, and no one can beat him.
Among them, anyone can die, but Li Tian can't die!
Later, they found a lot of demonic repair bodies in the middle road, all of which were killed by Li Tian. These clues pointed directly to the mist forest.
So the two old men suspected that Li Tian was pitted into the misty forest by the design of the Heavenly Demon Palace.
Under this circumstance, Elder Liu and the White Haired Monster hit it off quickly, and each led their troops towards the misty forest.
A big battle is about to start!
Besides, the Heavenly Demon Palace surrounded the ruins one after another. Originally thought that their young master would soon be able to capture the Chaos God Lotus and return, but after waiting and waiting, there was no movement.
The Heavenly Demon Palace was worried about Lin Aotian's safety, so he sent a large number of half-steps to build a foundation into the secret realm, went to support, led by Lin Aotian's younger sister.
But after this group of people entered, there was still no news.
Immediately afterwards, there was news that the cultivator army from the North Sword Immortal Gate had assembled, which caused a group of demons to riot.
If the North Sword Immortal Gate really attacked, most of their Heavenly Demon Palace would be lost, and the scene would be extremely unfavorable to them.
Of course, they didn't panic, because the balance of victory was still in their hands, and they were confident that they couldn't do anything with the North Sword Immortal Gate alone.
After all, no matter what, they still have a dead creature that is comparable to the half of the army of cultivators in the North Sword Immortal Gate.
With the passage of time, when the monks of the Northern Sword Immortal Gate detected a place surrounded by demons, as if they were holding a sacrificial event, they could no longer sit still, and directly opened their camps, and the monks marched out together. !
Almost in an instant, a great war capable of shaking the Tianyuan Continent began to erupt.
The demon monk seemed to be waiting for this day. He grinned and shot out directly without fear. At the same time, the old friend of Demon Dao, the dead fat lady controlled an unimaginable number of dead creatures, and attacked towards the north sword immortal gate. go with.
"Gosh, why are there such dead creatures!"
"Why are there more necromantic creatures than magic repair? How do they control such a powerful necromancer army?"
The huge army of undead creatures came to kill, directly making many cultivators frightened, they are all ordinary people, their cultivation base is not high, and they have a natural fear of creatures in the undead world.
Moreover, those bone beasts and skeletons, who are not afraid of death, are basically using their own lives to charge and kill the enemy.
"Why does the Heavenly Demon Palace have such a powerful necromancer army? We are not opponents at all?"
Faced with half of his own undead creatures, the large formation formed by the cultivators of the Northern Sword Immortal Gate couldn't last long, and it was broken open by layers.
In a blink of an eye, countless monks panicked.
In terms of cultivation, the North Sword Immortal Gate and the cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Palace are not much different, but in terms of the degree of cruelty, the North Sword Immortal Gate is far behind.
If two monks of the same strength really met in a life and death duel, then it is very likely that they were the monks of the North Sword Immortal Gate who died.
This is the cruelty of the cultivation world. Once the battle comes, victory or defeat is life and death, without any fluke.
Gradually, the balance of this battle began to lean towards the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the Northern Sword Immortal Gate was defeated very quickly. A group of monks were helpless to the sudden appearance of the dead creatures.
"Kill! Kill the monks of the North Sword Immortal Gate!"
"They are very weak. They smashed the gate of the North Sword Immortal Gate and snatched their women!"
Countless demonic cultivators got red eyes, and soon entered the state, incarnate as a butcher.
In the face of this situation, the North Sword Immortal Gate did not have any countermeasures. Elder Liu could only fight while ordering the contraction of the camp, and everyone stayed firmly together.
This has caused a situation of retreat.
In this way, as time passed, the disciples of the North Sword Immortal Clan had been killed and injured tens of thousands, and the mist forest was bloodied and tragic.
The cultivator of the Heavenly Devil Palace firmly surrounded the North Sword Immortal Gate on a mountain, and constantly attacked the North Sword Immortal Gate. The dead creatures seemed countless, and could not be killed at all.
"Can we still escape?" In the face of this situation, many monks were frustrated, and the death of the same door disappeared, and that kind of picture continued to appear in front of them.
In the cultivation world, I don’t know how long it has not been for such a large-scale battle. The disciples of the righteous sect, under normal circumstances, only have cultivation and improvement in their cultivation. How many have experienced life and death crisis?
But the times are different.
"The head and the Supreme Elder are both restrained. If this continues, don't I send my disciples to fall here?"
On the top of the mountain, inside the simple log cabin, Elder Liu was covered in blood, muttering to himself while looking at the white-haired monster lying on the stone bed.