The palaces and temples of the Buddha and Taoist families in China were constantly attacked by Western barbarians, and gradually formed a situation of their own activities, which greatly dispersed the cohesion of the two schools of true cultivation. Faced with the strong attack of Western barbarians, Amitabha Buddha gave a large number of Buddhist treasures to help Buddhist disciples resist Western barbarians.

At the same time, Mo Chou, who has become the leader of Taoist forces, quickly shifted the true cultivation power arranged by Taoism in the world, mainly focusing on the Qingyun Temple of Longsu Mountain, protecting the last pure land of Taoism.

Thousands of true cultivators gathered within ten miles of Longsu Mountain. The high-rise buildings of major palaces and temples in China were also successively taken to Qingyun Temple and received protection from Qingyun Temple's true cultivator.

However, the Qingyun Temple of Longsu Mountain can be said to be a big tree that attracts wind. Even if thousands of true cultivation and demons gather on Longsu Mountain for various reasons, they still find it difficult to resist the Western barbarians coming like a tide.

The war broke out on Longsu Mountain two days ago, causing heavy casualties among the true cultivators of Qingyun Temple in Longsu Mountain. The mountain god Fan Tong was even seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep, so it was hard to have any help.

After five years, Mochou is no longer the young girl she used to be. She is wearing a purple phoenix-patterned Taoist robe and holding the Qingtian Xuanji sword in her hand. When she walks, she is full of wind and breathes on her body.

"Protector Mochou, if we continue like this, we will not be able to resist any more..." Many parts of our body were simply wrapped in gauze, and the long pine nut's face was filled with worry. He quickly came to Mochou and said, "The true cultivators suffered heavy casualties. These Western demon gods have issued an ultimatum. If they do not surrender before midnight tonight, a hundred thousand army will attack my Qingyun Temple and slaughter thousands of lives on Longsu Mountain! "

"I already know." Standing on the edge of the cliff and staring in front of him, Mochou subconsciously tightened the sword in his hand and asked without looking back: "When is it now?"

"It's already the hour." Chang Songzi looked at Mo Chou and said softly: "One more hour will be the time that the Western demon gods have said. At present, less than two thousand true cultivation can participate in the battle in Qingyun Temple. If the other party really comes with a 100,000 army, Longsu Mountain will also disappear. There is absolutely no hope of winning!"

After saying this, Chang Songzi saw that Mo Chou had no special reaction at all, so she could only sigh in her heart. She continued: "There seems to be a problem in the heavenly court. It has been more than half a year since the immortal gods rushed to Longsu Mountain to help. The master of the spectator..."

"Master cannot be a problem!" Mo Chou suddenly turned around and looked at Chang Songzi, with almost crazy beliefs flashing in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Longsu Mountain Qingyun Temple is the master's hard work, and Taoist luck is the master's lifelong pursuit. Once Longsu Mountain falls, Taoism will disappear... I am passing on my order, even if there is only one soldier left, we will live and die with Qingyun Temple!"

"But..." Hearing Mochou's words so firm, Chang Songzi's heart trembled, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something else, but after the words reached his mouth, he sighed again, "Oh... Mochou Protector. I will inform the whole temple now that I will live and die with Qingyun Temple!"

"..." Mo Chou nodded silently, turned his back to face the cliff. It was not until Chang Songzi left and walked away that two lines of tears fell quietly in the corner of her eyes, and she murmured: "Master. Where are you going? Come back quickly... The disciple is so tired, the disciple is almost unable to hold on...Master!!!"

At the same time, on the moon far away from the heavenly palace, outside the gate of Guanghan Palace, wearing a golden dragon and phoenix robe, a white soft smoke tied with a waist, and a vermilion hairpin embedded in her towering temples. She held a pure white and flawless ribbon in her hand, staring at the group of Western barbarians with wings on their backs in front of them. The palm of their right hand had already flowed red blood.

Since the large-scale invasion broke out in the world, these Western barbarians have become increasingly brave. Over the past five years, Western barbarians have continuously entered the moon to plunder the nine netherworld yin energy. Chang'e led 500 soldiers to garrison on the moon, but today, five years later, all five hundred soldiers have been killed or injured.

There were 79 Western barbarians who broke into the moon to plunder the yin energy of the Nine Netherworlds. With the desperate resistance of forty-seven Heavenly Generals, only thirteen of them were left behind by the other side, and the garrison beside Chang'e was wiped out.

The right hand subconsciously pulled the ribbon in his hand tightly. Chang'e took a deep breath and jumped away from the surface of the moon. The white ribbon in her hand turned into a domineering white dragon, roaring towards the thirteen Western barbarians in front of her, with amazing momentum.

However, in the face of Chang'e's attack, the thirteen Western barbarians burst into laughter. One of them said in stiff Chinese: "Fairy Chang'e, I have long admired the name of Daqi. I have long heard that all the fairies in the Eastern Heavenly Court are as beautiful as flowers. I have never believed it. But today I saw the beauty of the fairy and was shocked to the heavens. There is no need to exist in the Heavenly Court. Why don't you just follow me..."

"Looking for death!!!" The face turned pale by the other party's frivolous and provocative tone. Chang'e roared angrily, and her left hand slapped towards the other party in an air.

After a muffled sound, an invisible wave of air broke through the air, but the wings behind the other party slapped the wings, which easily resolved Chang'e's air waves and laughed, "When you fight for more than ten days in a row, even if you are a beautiful girl who is so strong, you may have been powerless? Look at your attack, you are weak like an ordinary woman in the mortal world... Come, let me take you well!"

After the words came, the man suddenly raised his arms and shouted sternly: "Take Chang'e and occupy the moon!!"

In the midst of lightning, the white ribbon in Chang'e's hand had been removed by the opponent's sword. He fought for more than ten days in a row. Chang'e, who was constantly consuming mana, physical strength, and energy by the opponent's wheel battle, had really felt the arrival of death, as if he would inadvertently lose his fragrance.

With Chang'e's temper, it is absolutely impossible for her to fall into the other party's hands. As long as she finds that she has lost all hope, she will probably make a decision to make her own decision...

Thirteen other people came in a fierce manner. Chang'e, who had weak aura, smiled bitterly. While flying back, she had already added a dagger with gems inlaid in her hand...

"Sister Chang'e, don't be stupid. When I deal with these barbarian monsters who don't know how to live or die!" Just as Chang'e sighed in her heart, she wanted to break it by herself, and somehow a golden needle flew away the dagger in her hand. Then the cold shout of Yang Wanyan, the saint of the Yaochi Holy Mother, came from her ears, "Sister Chang'e, let's rest for a while, I will make these shameless people unable to survive and die!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling colorful glow fell from the dark starry sky. Yang Wanyan, wearing a golden crown and a colorful flying robe, stepped into the air, holding the demon-slaying sword in her left hand and the Kunlun mirror in her right hand!

As soon as Yang Wanyan raised her hand, the demon-slaying sword had been divided into two, two into four, and four into eight. The moment she lost her hand, it turned into thousands of the same swords. Accompanied by a sharp and harsh sound of breaking through the air, thousands of demon-slaying swords had fallen from the sky.

The thirteen Western barbarians were startled by Yang Wanyan's sudden appearance. When they saw the huge movements made by Yang Wanyan's every move, they immediately felt relieved.

"No, it's the great god from the heavenly court that is here. We are not the opponent of this woman. Get out of the moon quickly!"

"Hmph? Want to leave? Then you have to ask if the Kunlun mirror in my hand agrees!" Yang Wanyan sneered, and then threw out the Kunlun mirror in her hand.

The bronze mirror with a simple shape suddenly surged in the storm when it was released from its hands, turning into a huge bronze mirror with a diameter of more than 300 meters. While rotating rapidly, it fell countless bronze spots of light, and quickly formed a beam of light, shining on the thirteen Western barbarians.

At the same time, Yang Wanyou pinched the magic tricks with her hands and shouted coldly: "Don't!!"

The noisy moon suddenly fell into silence. Yang Wanyan took back her demon-slaying sword and didn't look at the thirteen Western barbarians who were fixed by the Kunlun mirror. Instead, she immediately turned her eyes to Chang'e with a pale face and asked with concern: "Sister Chang'e, are you okay?"

The life and death crisis has temporarily passed, and the appearance of Yang Wanyan has brought Chang'e a huge sense of security. She has been tense for several years and suddenly relaxed and felt a dizzy turn.

He staggered and took a few steps back, barely stood firm, Chang'e smiled bitterly, "If the Holy Mother comes one step later, I'm afraid I... I'll have already broken myself!"

"Sister Chang'e must not do such stupid things. Heavenly Court has not completely failed. As long as you find Your Majesty, Heavenly Court can quickly organize its forces to counterattack these Western barbarians..."

"But the problem is that Your Majesty has been away for five years!" Chang'e shed tears. Who can she tell her about the bitterness and pain of the past five years? She said in a low voice: "The world has changed drastically in the past five years, but Your Majesty has been slow to contact us. When will this heartless guy want to hide?!"

"Maybe it's soon..." Seeing that Chang'e seemed to be sad to the point of almost despair, Yang Wanyan could only comfort her softly: "Your Majesty, he must have encountered something unexpected, otherwise he..."

"What is that?" Just as Yang Wanyan comforted Chang'e, Chang'e's face suddenly changed, and she looked up at the nine-eye Yin Qi in front of her.

I saw that the Nine Nether Yin Qi seemed to be pulled by some force and gathered towards the other side of the moon crazily!!!

At the same time, various phenomena emerged one after another in the three realms and six paths! The stars in the sky seemed to be inspired and burst out with dazzling starlight.

Tonight, I am destined to be sleepless...
Chapter completed!