Chapter 3151

There was a towering mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles.

This mountain range was very strange. There were no trees on the mountain range, nor were there any birds or beasts. There were only red rocks.

The surface of the rocks emitted a faint light, and within the light, there were layers upon layers of talismans that slowly rotated.

In the western sky, the blood red sun shined on the red rocks, making them look like they were emitting a faint flame.

Thousands of feet above the mountain range, there were also countless powerful formations and restrictions. There was no wind or clouds, and the central part of the sky was filled with a faint grayish-white color. Within the grayish-white color, there were layers upon layers of black clouds that were like mountain ranges.

Looking from the outside, there were only bursts of lightning flashing in the gloomy black clouds. There were also faint sounds of thunder, but if one listened carefully, they wouldn't be able to hear it at all!

Even the flashing light was like a candle in the night, disappearing in a flash.

At the end of the mountain range was the mouth of a valley that was hundreds of feet wide. The mouth of the valley was also like the top of the mountain range. There was a firm formation that firmly sealed the entrance, and not a single bird or beast could be seen. The powerful fluctuations from the formation spread out without any concealment …

However, at this moment, there were thousands of cultivators 655 feet away from the entrance of the valley. They wore different clothes and held different magical treasures in their hands. They stretched from the ground all the way to the sky and completely surrounded the entrance of the valley ….

All of the cultivators had nervous expressions as they stared at the formation at the mouth of the valley without blinking. The treasures in their hands emitted different lights, as if they had all made ample preparations. As long as there were any abnormalities at the mouth of the valley, countless treasures would fly out and smash into the mouth of the valley …

The inside of the valley was not as calm as the outside!

The inside of the valley was much more spacious than the outside. It was likely several miles wide.

The stone wall inside the valley was different from the stone wall outside the valley. Although it was also made of red rocks and had layers of restrictions, the restrictions here were ten times finer than the ones outside the valley. Every single rune was covered in fine lines, and those fine lines created wind runes. The wind runes rushed into the runes, and once again, they emitted various colors of brilliance!

However, this light was covered by a black and red color on the rocks. This black and red color covered the entire walls of the valley, and the thickness was different. Experienced cultivators would know that this black and red color was caused by the blood that had splashed on the walls.

Looking into the depths of the valley, the walls of the valley seemed to have been washed by blood. It was a black and red color, and it was very strange.

The valley seemed to have just gone through a fierce battle. The air was filled with the smell of blood. The air was rich with the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth. At this moment, it was extremely violent. From time to time, one could hear the sound of explosions. Small strong storms suddenly formed and rushed in all directions. Most of them hit the mountain rocks of the mountain range. On the crimson red mountain rocks, talismans flashed and the storms disappeared without a trace!

Even the black and red blood didn't fall. It was unknown how much blood had been spilled on the rocks, and how many years this blood had existed for!

Not only that, but because of the battle, the space inside the valley had become extremely unstable. From time to time, spatial cracks would appear. Although these spatial cracks only appeared for a short period of time, they were very destructive. Occasionally, a spatial crack would hit the rocks, and the blood on the rocks would scatter. Then, the talismans on the rocks would collapse, revealing the red rocks!

Only when the spatial cracks disappeared did the talismans around the rocks slowly gather and restore the formation.

At this time, there weren't many living people in the valley. There were only corpses lying on the ground.

The corpses were also strange. Half of them were human corpses, and the other half were not very similar to humans. Some of these corpses were very tall, some were very black, some had wings on their backs, and some had legs on their heads. There were even all kinds of strange shapes of birds and beasts!

These corpses had one thing in common, and that was that there were traces of black gas or blood-red light flashing faintly.

These black gas and blood-red light were between the scattered pieces of the corpses. Some of them were like earthworms that wanted to gradually enter the rocks, and some were like small snakes that wanted to swim to other places. However, without exception, they were all caught by the flashing restrictions on the ground. Traces of lightning-like brilliance flashed, and they were gradually strangled to death.

There weren't many living people in the valley, and they all had magic treasures in their hands. Their bodies flashed with various colors as they flew rapidly in the air. From time to time, they avoided the spatial cracks and extremely strong hurricanes as they flew into the depths of the valley!

Everyone's eyes were filled with vigilance, and their faces were filled with extreme exhaustion!

However, their divine senses were like a spider's web, sweeping around inch by inch. They didn't dare to miss a single spot …

The deepest part of the valley was an area with a radius of ten thousand feet. This space of ten thousand feet was like a giant cocoon, filled with black and red mist. This mist rolled violently like a cocoon squirming. Inside the black and red mist, there were countless broken limbs moving up and down from time to time. There were even some wailing heads that suddenly appeared and let out a shrill cry.

However, before this shrill cry could be heard, a layer of violent fluctuations appeared outside the black gas, blocking it!

The core of the black and red mist wasn't inside the stone wall, nor was it on the ground. Instead, it was at the center of this ten thousand feet wide area. The core was no longer covered in mist, but rather extremely condensed. Drops of sticky blood mixed with the black flames slowly flowed in the center. The black flames surrounded a hole that was several hundred feet wide. Almost endless black gas and black flames flowed out from this hole. They couldn't rush into the valley in time, so they condensed at the core!

Bursts of obscure and indescribable sobbing sounds came from this hole. Aside from the black gas and the sobbing sounds, the depths of the hole were filled with blood-red light. It was impossible to see what was inside at all.

At this moment, at the edge of the hole, countless thunderous sounds came from the void, and endless lightning flashed. Waves of slow, unparalleled, and inhuman force came from the edge of the hole and squeezed inwards. Under this pressure, the hole began to shrink bit by bit …

Looking at the black-red ball of Qi that had shrunk to about 6,555 feet in size, there were over 755 cultivators dressed in different Daoist robes standing in the air!

There were old and young cultivators, men and women, and some had simple faces and some had ferocious appearances. However, without exception, these cultivators were even more tired than the cultivators flying in the outer valley. The light around many of them had dimmed, and the treasures in their hands were damaged. Many of them had lost an arm or a leg!

Among these cultivators in daoist robes, there were more than a dozen young men in sword robes. They didn't have any treasures in their hands, but they stood straight as if they were treasures themselves. What was special was that strands of spiritual energy rushed in from all directions. There was a faint flash of light around them, and flying swords flew out from their bodies. The silhouettes of the flying swords flashed by and didn't linger for even a moment.

Whether it was the cultivators in daoist robes or the swordsmen in sword robes, their expressions were filled with vigilance and pride. Although they were staring at the black gas, there was a sense of relief in their eyes.

Although these two hundred cultivators appeared to be standing in a disorderly manner, it was actually a very powerful formation. Slowly and rhythmically, the natural energies of Heaven and Earth rushed into the formation from all directions, evenly and in an orderly manner, falling into the left side of different cultivators.

As the spiritual energy rushed in, the formation seemed to be breathing and flashed with a faint, golden light. A faint rooster shape appeared, but there were many flaws in this rooster shape. It was clear that there were cultivators in those places, but they were no longer there!

About 65,555 feet above the hundreds of cultivators, there were several people standing under an oval-shaped canopy.

The cultivator at the front looked to be around 85 years old. His face was simple and his forehead was bulging. Under his thick eyebrows, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

The cultivator's gaze swept across the formation as if his gaze could pierce through the black and red fog. He smiled and said to the 95-year-old cultivator next to him, "Vice Alliance Leader Luo, the reason why the three cultivation countries were able to defeat the Devil Realm was all because of the alliance leader's Pleiades Devil Devouring Immortal Formation. I thank the Pleiades Devil Devouring Immortal Alliance on behalf of the three cultivation countries and the country of sword cultivators!"

Vice Alliance Leader Luo, who was in his forties, had a very dignified appearance. Even though he did not speak, there was an indescribable presence about him that was like the light of the rising sun. This presence was not some sort of Dharma power or divine ability, but it made people feel close to him at first glance, as if he was the only friend they had in their lives.

Vice Alliance Leader Luo's movements were even more elegant. When the cultivator finished speaking, he immediately bowed and said, "Senior Xuan Qing, you are the alliance leader, ah. You are too polite!

Hearing this, Starry Sky panicked.

Starry Sky had always believed that no matter if it was the three cultivation countries or the Pleiades Immortal Alliance, they were all part of my Daoist Sect. Their inheritance originated from the ancient times!

You and I are going to work together. No matter if it was the ancient Buddhist Sect or the Confucian Cultivators, or even the current Devil Realm, they will all be destroyed under the torrent of my orthodox Daoism! "

"Haha, Vice Alliance Leader Luo represents the Pleiades Immortal Alliance. Your ambition is really great!"

This 85-year-old cultivator was the alliance leader of the Morning Rain Continent's Three Cultivation Countries, Daoist Xuan Qing. After hearing Luo Xingtian's words, he smiled and said, "I don't dare to think about these.

I only want to be able to resist the invasion of the Devil Realm during my time as the alliance leader, protect the Demon Resisting Valley, and protect the three cultivation countries … as well as the country of Huan and other places! "

At this point, a hint of worry flashed across Daoist Xuan Qing's smiling face. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but hesitated …

PS: Not only for the alliance leader, but also for the fellow daoists who supported the third place.

I wish everyone a happy holiday!