At the outermost part of the wilderness, a beam of black fire suddenly burst out.
A figure was swirling in the black fire.
Mo Yan.
Blackfire is extremely fast.
Speed ​​has never been Faxiu's strong point.
However, the enhancement that the Eternal Fire brought to Mo Yan was all-round.
So Mo Yan found that when he exerted his strength to fly, his speed was two or three points faster than before.
Under normal circumstances, such a huge improvement in strength would make even a calm person like him extremely excited.
But now, all he had left in his heart was anxiety and worry.
He was worried that he would not be able to deliver such crucial information to the human race, and he was also worried about Lu Qingshan, who had attracted most of the attention of the demon cultivators for him and went deep into the wilderness alone .
After the flame of immortality was rekindled , his strength greatly improved.
He really wanted to go back and reunite with Lu Qingshan, and work together to deal with those evil cultivators.
But Mo Yan didn't know how many people the magic cultivators had, whether they had any other support, or where Lu Qingshan was now.
Maybe Lu Qingshan has already died by now?
Moreover, according to what Lu Qingshan said about the three souls of the Heart Demon Clan being one body, when he had just killed all the Heart Demon souls that were chasing him, the original bodies should have received the news.
It is very likely that they have already sent out people to pursue them again.
If he looks back, he might fall into a trap.
These are impossible to judge accurately because there are too many variables.
If he turned back, not only would his life or death be unpredictable, it would even be difficult to find Lu Qingshan.
The only thing he could do was to fly back to the human race as soon as possible and bring back the important news that Lu Qingshan was willing to protect at the cost of his life.
Mo Yan looked back at the vast wilderness left behind, gritted his teeth, and finally turned his head away and looked forward.
The next part of the journey is the most difficult.
When he came, he and Lu Qingshan stirred up trouble, making the Demon-occupied area a turmoil.
Now, only a few days have passed, and the Demon-occupied area is still in a state of panic.
Countless demons are investigating everywhere, looking for the two culprits.
In order to catch them, the demons even transferred some personnel back from the front lines, which was a real big fuss.
“I have to be careful. If my identity is exposed in the demon-occupied area and I’m surrounded, not to mention one Eternal Fire, even ten Eternal Fires can’t save me.” Mo Yan’s eyes were solemn and he didn’t dare to be careless.
Crossing the demon-occupied area? That was something only the Taoist master could do. He wasn't crazy enough to do that.
The most important thing to consider when returning to the city this time is your whereabouts.
Thinking of this, Mo Yan took out a gray cloak from the mustard seed and covered himself with it. Immediately, the flames surrounding his body were completely covered.
Then, his eyes wandered, he chose a direction, and used the escape technique again to escape.
Only this time, the escape technique was silent, not to mention surrounded by flames.
——As a weapon refiner, Mo Yan has a lot of small items on him to deal with various situations.
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front.
The sky was very gloomy and had been like that for many days in a row. It looked like it was going to rain heavily, but it never did.
In the halls of the city lord's mansions of the three cities of Tiger Head, Ox Horn and Horse Hoof, many high-level monks gathered to discuss matters.
The meeting was convened by the three Sword Sect leaders, Li Shiyi, Gu Qiu and Ning Fengchen, who each guarded a city.
At this moment, they all looked solemn, thinking about something.
The news of the spiritual sea tide sweeping across the human realm had reached their three cities not long ago.
"The demon clan launched a spiritual sea tide, but it was intercepted and did not sweep to the front line. However, it caused the space behind the front line to become disordered, and all the teleportation arrays became ineffective. This is equivalent to cutting off our retreat."
The three peak masters were all far-sighted people. They did not feel relieved because Ling Haichao was intercepted. Instead, they saw the fangs of the demons that were about to be revealed from this news.
"The retreat is cut off now. How could the demons give up this opportunity to severely injure or even annihilate us in one fell swoop?"
They were well aware of the cruelty of the demons, and their expressions were extremely solemn.
The three peak masters were certain that the demons would definitely take advantage of the situation to launch an offensive.
Just like the weather here, the wind and rain are coming but we don’t know when.
"For so many days, the demons have only been fighting small battles, and they seem to be trying their best to minimize the losses... Will they really be so decisive and send out their entire army to attack this time? They will also suffer heavy losses." There are still monks who are still hoping for a lucky break.
"The Huanling Sect rebelled, Longcheng Pass was lost, and the strength of the middle-level and high-level cultivators suffered heavy losses. This is the time when our human race is at its weakest. Now our retreat has been temporarily cut off due to the spiritual sea tide. If the demons don't show their fangs at this time, they are no longer demons."
"We can't just sit here and wait passively for the demons to launch an attack." After hesitating for a moment, the three Sword Sect leaders, who were in three cities far apart from each other, made the same decision almost at the same time without discussing it.
"The evacuation work in the rear is almost complete. Although there are still many humans who have not evacuated the western area, if you want to be perfect in a war, you will often only suffer greater losses. Now it is time to retreat to the Long Night Mountains."
"Although it will take some time to build Dixin City, the heavens are fair..."
"When the demons launched the Spirit Sea Tide to cut off our retreat, weren't they also cutting off their own path forward?"
"They can't use the space teleportation array, so they can only grope their way forward in the wake of the Spirit Sea Tide. It will take at least a month to cross this wake that covers millions of miles."
"So, the timing for us to withdraw our troops is just right!"
After some consideration , the three peak masters no longer hesitated.
Gu Qiu was the first to figure this out.
But just as he stood up and prepared to give the order to retreat, a figure hurriedly rushed in from outside the hall.
Gu Qiu's eyes suddenly gleamed, and he had a bad feeling, "What's wrong?"
The cultivator who came in had an extremely nervous expression on his face, and reported in a trembling voice: "Master Gu, the demons are gathering their troops... It seems that they are about to march eastward."
Gu Qiu frowned and said nothing more. He suddenly stood up, left the hall, flew over Hutou City, and looked into the distance in the direction of the demon camp.
The other high-level monks in the hall followed closely, came out, stood behind Gu Qiu, and looked forward.
The scene before our eyes made the already gloomy weather even more gloomy.
Countless demon cultivators from the demon clan, like a black pack of wolves, covered the sky in the distance and were coming in a mighty manner.
There were so many of them that it was impossible to count them with the naked eye. This was a huge team that the demons had never deployed in any of their previous attacks.
Attack the city with all your might.
Such a big commotion gradually attracted the attention of other people.
First, the monk in charge of observation on the city wall sent out a warning signal, and then one by one the monks, in order of their cultivation level, reacted and flew high into the sky to check the specific situation.
"Master Gu Feng, what should we do then?" an eighth-level swordsman from the Sword Sect asked.
"What else can we do? Retreat. If we don't retreat, are we just waiting here to be wiped out?" Gu Qiu said with narrowed eyes.
"How do I withdraw?"
If we retreat rashly, we will be trapped in a dilemma with the wake of the Linghai tide in front and pursuers behind, which will lead to our certain death.
"The main force will retreat into the tail current of the Spirit Sea Tide. A small number of cultivators will be sent to guard the rear and stop the demon cultivators. They will do their best to buy time for the retreat of the main force." Gu Qiu said calmly.
"Who will stop it?" This is the most critical question.
Although it is said to be the rear guard, everyone knows that it is actually exchanging lives for time.
Gu Qiu restrained his expression and asked solemnly:
"Which sect's monks in this city can fight against a hundred people?"
The eighth-level sword cultivator was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something. A gleam flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his head and said loudly: "I am a sword sect cultivator."
"Which sect's cultivators can stop the most demon cultivators with the least manpower? Which sect's cultivators can buy the most time for the large army to retreat?"
"I am a monk from the Sword Sect."
"Which sect's monks are the best at killing demons?"
"I am a monk from the Sword Sect."
"The Sword Sect monks are afraid of fighting? Afraid of death?"
"The sword cultivators of the Sword Sect have always dared to face life and death. This has never changed in tens of thousands of years!" The voice of the sword cultivator at the eighth level became louder and louder.
"Then who will stop it?"
"I am the only Sword Sect cultivator!"