An illusion formed on the second level of the bronze stairs. The illusion formed on the second level of the bronze stairs was even more terrifying.
The illusion on the second step was also an ancient battlefield. However, this ancient battlefield was no longer just a few hundred otherworldly demons, but tens of thousands.
Compared to the illusory space on the first level of the bronze stairs, the second level had 100 times more otherworldly demons than the first level. There were tens of thousands of them.
The enemies had increased by a hundred times, while the number of human experts on their side had only increased by a few hundred.
Hu Ge and the other two noticed that the hundreds of human martial arts experts who were currently confronting the Alien Evil Demons had extremely grave expressions. The smell of blood and the flames of war in this canyon battlefield was getting stronger and stronger.
In front of the hundreds of injured human martial arts experts was a young man with a jade-like face. This young man was wearing a blood-stained yellow cedar. Under the yellow cedar, there were many bleeding wounds on his body. His back was as straight as a pine tree, standing between heaven and earth.
He was Zhang Wuji, and this was his tenth battle. Before this, Zhang Wuji had already led the Ming Cult's subordinates behind him to fight in nine battlefields. They had walked through ten battlefields without any rest or recovery. The Ming Cult originally had tens of thousands of people, but they had only fought a few hundred people. It was extremely tragic.
Hu Ge, Yang Mi, Li Ying, and the other two sucked in a breath of cold air. They were starting to doubt if the leader of Ming Cult, Sect Leader Zhang Wuji, could create a miracle in the canyon battlefield and end the war while suffering heavy injuries.
"Where is the Ming Cult's Shakyamuni?"
Zhang Wuji let out a long howl and walked out from the crowd of hundreds. The Golden Lion King, Xie Xun, had blood flowing out of his eyes. The Green-winged Bat King, Wei Yixiao, had his right leg fractured. The Purple-clothed Dragon King, Taitish, who was originally a peerless beauty, had lost decades of her life due to her constant use of Western secret techniques. The Eagle King, whose fingernails were all broken, had also walked out.
Zhang Wuji turned his head and saw the miserable appearance of his subordinates. A trace of heartache flashed across his eyes.
Taitish was his mother-in-law, Wei Yixiao was his most loyal subordinate, Xie Xun was his foster father, Eagle King was his grandfather, and each of the four Guardian Kings were close to him. However, these four had experienced nine Human-Demon wars. The continuous wars had caused them to be heavily injured, and their life force had dropped a lot.
"This is the last battlefield in this area. As long as we kill these tens of thousands of demons, the surrounding area of the Ming Cult will welcome a short period of peace.”Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and suppressed the heartache in his heart.
"Follow Cult Master, kill all devils, Ming Cult members, and protect all living beings!”
After Zhang Wuji's words fell, the four Guardian Kings led hundreds of Ming Cult martial arts experts and shouted loudly. Their voices were filled with unyielding faith and yearning for freedom. Their voices echoed throughout the entire valley and were incomparably vast.
When Hu Ge and the other two heard the shouts, they could hear the yearning for peace and freedom in this era.
At this moment, Hu Ge and the other two couldn't help but feel glad that they were living in the modern era and not in this ancient era, where people had no freedom and no peace.
"Kill them!"
Seeing that the morale of the human Ming Cult was soaring, the Alien Evil Demons realized that they had to fight. They could not let the morale of the human race continue to soar. They had to stop it. At this moment, all the Alien Evil Demons charged at the Ming Cult members in the valley like water in a river, like a flood. The eyes of the Ming Cult members burned with heat. They raised their swords and circulated their internal strength. No one retreated as they charged at the Evil Demons.
Hu Ge and the other two were affected by the Ming Cult members 'will to unite as one and charged into the battlefield. Soon, tens of seconds passed. In these tens of seconds, the canyon battlefield became a meat grinder for humans and demons. Countless people died in this meat grinder. Blood flew everywhere on the battlefield. Blood and fire, knives and swords, humans and demons, filled the entire battlefield with a murderous aura.
In this battlefield, there was a top-notch martial artist, Zhang Wuji, who had used the Heaven and Earth Great Shift and the Nine Yang Divine Skill at this moment. Under the combination of the two moves, the power was unrivaled. Every second, dozens of demons died at Zhang Wuji's hands, and blood had already dyed his palms red.
Even though his battle results were remarkable, Zhang Wuji did not feel happy. Instead, he revealed a despondent expression because more and more Ming Cult members around him were dying.
Zhang Wuji wanted to protect the Ming Cult and all living beings. However, he was only a top-notch martial arts expert. It was not enough. It was far from enough to bring order out of chaos in this chaotic world.
Zhang Wuji fought until he went crazy, and the devils around him died on contact. Countless demons avoided Zhang Wuji, the sect master who had killed until his eyes were red, and walked around Zhang Wuji.
However, Zhang Wuji, who wanted to end this war as soon as possible, would not stop. He jumped up and used Wudang's Cloud Ladder to enter the battlefield of the Alien Evil Demons and kill them.
The battle lasted for half an hour. After half an hour, the air in the canyon had completely changed. It was completely filled with the smell of blood. People had also adapted to the smell of blood at this time. They didn't feel the pungent smell between breaths.
After half an hour, the battle between humans and demons in the canyon finally ended. After it ended, there were many corpses lying beside Zhang Wuji. There were corpses of Ming Cult members and also corpses of demons.
Zhang Wuji, who had turned into a bloody man and his yellow clothes had turned blood red, turned his head slightly and scanned the battlefield with his slightly red eyes. He found that many of his close friends had fallen. Whether it was his mother-in-law Taitish, his grandfather Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, or even the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, they were all dead. Only Golden Fur Lion King, who was blind and had one of his hands cut off, survived.
Out of the four Law Protectors, three had died in battle, and only one survived with serious injuries. This tragic situation made Zhang Wuji, a top martialist who stood at the peak of the world, cry uncontrollably.
The Cult Master cried, and so did the Ming Cult members who were still alive. They cried sadly, miserably, sorrowfully, and heartbreakingly.
As the saying goes, men don't shed tears easily, but they haven't reached the point of sadness!
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