After having a pleasant exchange with his grandson Yang Jinping, his wife and children, Liu Changxu said goodbye to his family and returned to Ziwei Peak, then entered the retreat room of Ruyi Lotus Palace, and began to consolidate his cultivation.

After Duan Yuwei left, she and Chu Ping, Zhang Liansong, Su Lie and others commanded the cultivators of Xuantian Sect who had returned successfully and started the battlefield cleaning work.

At this time, on the vast battlefield, there were corpses of human blood monks everywhere, and broken magic weapons were scattered everywhere. The originally beautiful mountains and rivers had turned into scorched earth, and the potholes told the tragic battle.

Because I had just achieved a hearty victory, the monks of Xuantian Sect and Zhenhai Sect were very enthusiastic about their work.

The cultivators acted quickly, some cast spells to collect the remains of magic weapons scattered everywhere; some used their great powers to fill the gullies on the earth and restore the original appearance of the mountains and rivers.

When the monks of Xuantian Sect and Zhenhai Sect were immersed in the joy of victory, the monks of the Wanxiang Sect and the Daqin Immortal Dynasty, who were far away, were deeply trapped in the quagmire of life and death, and struggled.

Outside the mountain gate of the Wanxiang Sect, millions of blood clan army rushed towards the Wanxiang Sect's mountain protection formation like a surging blood-colored tide. These blood clans were agile, ferocious, and bloodthirsty light flashed in their blood-red eyes. Each impact was filled with a momentum of destruction and roaring.

What is particularly difficult is that in this attack, fourteen powerful men from the Vampire Tribulation Period participated. They were surrounded by powerful and strange auras. When they raised their hands, blood-colored magic lights crisscrossed, either turning into huge claws and snatching the mountain protection formation; or condensing into a magnificent energy ball, smashing the formation. Each blow made the space shake and emit a dull roar.

Although the Wanxiang Sect’s mountain protection formation is as high as the eighth level and is extremely strong. At this moment, under the attack of the blood clan army, the light has become light and dark, shaking. The cracks, like hideous scars, spread rapidly on the surface of the formation, as if they will be completely broken in the next moment, completely exposing the Wanxiang Sect to the blood clan’s fangs.

Although the six powerful tribulation-transferring powerhouses in the Wanxiang Sect and the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty tried their best to resist, there was no good way to overcome the tribulation when facing the blood clan who had an absolute advantage.

Song Kun and six other powerful men in the Tribulation Period tried their best to compete with the blood clan. They were as shaped like lightning, freely traveling through the battlefield, with brilliant lights of spiritual treasures and dazzling magic.

However, facing the fourteen powerful men of the Tribulation Period in the Blood Clan, they were completely at a disadvantage because they had an absolute disadvantage in numbers.

In every confrontation, the human race's strong men were oppressed and retreated step by step. Although they gritted their teeth and persisted, they could not think of an effective response, and the situation became increasingly precarious.

The human cultivators all felt like a mirror in their hearts. In this battle, there was a huge gap in strength. If there was no new force joining the battle, it would be a matter of time before failure would be possible.

But when looking around, all forces are in trouble, where can we find reinforcements? Everyone is anxious, but they have no choice but to do anything, and they all show despair.

At this time, Song Kun, the Supreme Elder of the Tribulation Period of the Wanxiang Sect, took the lead in breaking the suffocating silence:

"We are not a long-term solution to hold on like this. It is an urgent task. We must quickly ask for help from Xuantian Sect, Wanfo Temple, and the Han Immortal Dynasty. There may be a glimmer of hope!"

Although his voice was not loud, it was clearly heard in the noisy battlefield, causing a faint fire of hope to ignite in everyone's heart.

"Senior Brother Song has a good idea!"

Another Supreme Elder of the Wanxiang Sect who was in the middle stage of the tribulation, Li Yan frowned and said with a worried look:

"But I heard that the situation is serious now. Except for Penglai Island, it is still stable, Xuantian Sect and Wanfo Temple are surrounded by blood clan troops. Even if we ask them for help, they cannot protect themselves. How can we distribute people to help us?"

Li Yan's words were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the little hope that had just ignited in everyone's hearts. The atmosphere on the scene became so serious that it was so depressing that it was breathless.

"But if you don't do this, would you just sit back and wait for death and wait for the blood clan to be slaughtered?"

Song Kun's face was helpless, and his words were full of resentment and resentment:

"Where is Liu Changxu, the Immortal Emperor of the Han Dynasty?"

Zhang Hao, the Supreme Elder of the Great Perfection of the Wanxiang Sect, suddenly asked:

"I heard that the Great Han Immortal Emperor Liu Changxu has just broken through to the late stage of tribulation and is in seclusion to consolidate his cultivation!"

Song Kun frowned slightly, with a little uncertainty in his tone.

"Send someone immediately to contact the Great Han Immortal Dynasty and Xuantian Sect as quickly as possible!"

Zhang Hao's eyes instantly turned sharp as an eagle, and he ordered loudly:

"Be sure to find out the exact whereabouts of the Great Han Immortal Emperor and try every means to ask for help from him. Now, only when the Great Han Immortal Emperor comes to help us, can our Wanxiang Sect escape and preserve the inheritance of the sect!"

Zhang Hao said: "Isn't this great Han Immortal Emperor Ting really breaking through the late stage of the tribulation. Shouldn't he stay in seclusion and stabilize his cultivation at this moment? Will he really take this risk for us?"

Song Kun looked solemn and asked in a deep voice:

"If I can tell the Great Han Immortal Emperor to take action, I will do whatever I want even if I pay the big price! Just send someone to talk."

Zhang Hao nodded slightly and replied:

"Okay then! I'll send someone to ask!"

Not long after, the senior executives of the Wanxiang Sect received the latest news from Xuantian Sect. Hearing that Liu Changxu, with his own power, killed six blood clan powerhouses in a very short period of time, Zhang Hao and others were full of disbelief and shock.

The mood, which was originally depressed and depressed due to the unfavorable situation, was instantly ignited and immediately rose, as if he had seen the dawn of victory in the darkness.

Zhang Hao made a quick decision and immediately sent Song Kun to bring an extremely generous gift, ride a long-distance teleportation array, and go to Xuantian Sect for help.

But when Song Kun rushed to Xuantian Sect with great expectations and solemnly asked Duan Yuwei for help, he learned from Duan Yuwei that Liu Changxu had stepped into the retreat room and was in seclusion to stabilize his own cultivation.

Song Kun looked anxious and said earnestly:

"Fellow Daoist Duan, this time my Wanxiang Sect is already in a desperate situation and is in danger. Looking at the moment, only fellow Daoist Liu can come out of the mountain in person to resolve the crisis brought by the blood clan. I hope fellow Daoist Duan can say more beautiful words in front of fellow Daoist Liu, and Song must remember it in his heart and be grateful!"

"It's not that my younger sister is unwilling to help, but my husband is in a bad condition. We must do our best to consolidate our cultivation. In this way, Senior Brother Chu and I will discuss it if."

Duan Yuwei looked embarrassed and responded softly: "Fellow Daoist Song, it's not that my younger sister is unwilling to help, but her husband has just gone into seclusion. It takes a lot of time to consolidate her cultivation, and it will be difficult to get out of seclusion for a while."

Although Song Kun tried his best to pay for the eighth-level top-grade spiritual objects, only asking Liu Changxu to help, Duan Yuwei was firm and unmoved. Song Kun's efforts were finally in vain, and he was helpless and could only leave sadly.

Fortunately, Duan Yuwei is not a stern heart and will not be saved when she dies. Before leaving, she solemnly promised Song Kun that once Liu Changxu's retreat is over, she will definitely inform the news as soon as possible. In addition, the matter of Xuantian Sect and Zhenhai Sect sending reinforcements to support Wanxiang Sect will also be taken into consideration.
Chapter completed!