Chapter 506 Abyssal Battlefield

The deep and dark abyss is like a monster with its mouth wide open, waiting for the unfortunate to step in.

At the entrance that is not visible to the sun, there are a few tenacious ferns growing sporadically on the moss-covered stone walls. The faint light penetrates from the gap above the head, as if it is the last tenderness that nature has bestowed on this dark world.

The air is filled with the smell of dampness and decay, and an ominous breath spreads in the abyss, making people feel depressed and desperate. On the surrounding stone walls, the dripping water drops converge into small streams, quietly disappearing into the deeper darkness. The footsteps echoed on the stone ground, and every step could feel the tremor from the depths of the earth.

"Boom..."

A loud sound like muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and countless black shadows suddenly emerged in the dim sky. These shadows are large or small, and they become solid from nothingness, as if they suddenly appeared in this void.

These figures were like giant pythons of different sizes, falling from the sky and landing on the wilderness below.

"Li..."

Strange and weird screams sounded from all around, and endless figures also appeared in the distance.

However, these figures were different. Some were human cultivators, some looked like monsters, and even ghost cultivators, as well as the Abyss Earth Clan, which was unique to the Abyss.

Although the bodies of these Abyss Earth Clan members were similar to those of humans, they were tall and their skin was glowing with a faint blue luster. They were surging with aura and were the main force in the Abyss War.

"Kill..."

It was unknown which side started, but both sides launched the most violent offensive.

This was the tenth layer of the Abyss.

The Abyss was an extremely special place, similar to the darkest place in the plane interlayer.

They did not stay in a fixed place, but would constantly change their positions as the plane moved.

The so-called tenth layer of the Abyss did not mean that they were in the tenth layer, but was just a number for them.

If this number is 3 and is recognized by most people, then it is the third layer of the abyss.

Today, the tenth layer of the abyss is in an extreme state of war.

A terrifying branch of the abyss demon worm, after absorbing all the energy of a certain plane, happened to find the way to the tenth layer of the abyss.

So, under the instruction of this abyss demon worm queen, a large number of abyss demon worms began to attack the tenth layer of the abyss.

Although the abyss is strange and powerful, it has also fallen into a quagmire-like war when it encounters the world-destroying race of the abyss demon worm.

And this place is one of the main battlefields between the demon worms and the demons.

This is in a wilderness as dark as ink. The warriors of the two races are like waves surging in the darkness, confronting each other with cold eyes that can hardly see any emotions.

The air is filled with a strong smell of blood, which is the legacy of the previous fierce battle. The shell of the demon worm reflects a faint green light in the weak light, while the skin of the abyss demon warriors is a deep blue.

With that earth-shaking shout and the sound of war drums, the two sides fell into the Nth bitter battle.

An extremely large abyss demon worm, like a huge creeping body, has terrifying tentacles on its body in addition to its trunk.

At this time, these tentacles whipped the battlefield like whips, leaving deep marks, and wherever the tentacles reached, there was a bloody Shura scene.

It opened its bloody mouth and sprayed venom, which was the horn of war.

The warriors of the Abyss Demon Clan jumped up one by one, and a pair of wings appeared on their backs. They flapped their wings and flew high. Their wings drew black tracks in the night sky, like the sharpest blade in the night. The weapons in their hands flashed with the light of death, and every swing was accompanied by the whistling of the wind.

"Boom boom boom..."

The fearless attacks of many Abyss Earth Clan warriors killed the Abyss Demon Clan, which had reached the third-level Jindan level, in just a moment.

However, this is only a small part of the change on the battlefield.

Jindan-level warriors, in this kind of world-destroying war, seem to be no different from ordinary first- and second-level warriors.

In normal wars, soldiers fight soldiers, generals fight generals, and the tacit understanding of Jindan-level and above monks taking to the air to fight has long been broken by more brutal wars.

The warriors of the two tribes interweave into a cruel picture on this battlefield, and the roar of the demon insects and the war cry of the demons are intertwined to form a soul-shaking symphony.

Every action in the battle is full of power and speed, with swords and shadows, and deafening metal collisions.

The bodies of the demon insect warriors exploded under the sharp blades, turning into pools of green mucus, while the demon warriors turned into charred corpses under the corrosion of the venom. On the battlefield, life is as short and brilliant as a meteor, and even Jindan-level warriors are just higher-level cannon fodder.

As the battle continued, the wilderness was dyed with layers of dark red.

Neither the demon insects nor the demons showed any signs of retreating, and both sides seemed to firmly believe that victory would belong to them.

This tragic battle lasted for a whole day and night, and no one knew how many strong men had fallen on this land.

Suddenly, a series of strange and piercing screams rang out in the void.

When this sound rang out, the armies of both sides gradually relaxed their desperate battles and retreated.

What is incredible is that in just a moment, the two races that were originally entangled with each other actually stepped away and gave enough distance.

Then, both sides sent a considerable number of troops and began to clean the battlefield.

Their cleaning method is different. They are not searching for their companions, but dividing the battlefield into two parts very fairly.

If they find each other's living soldiers on the battlefield in their respective half of the battlefield, they will kill them completely with a sword or a spray of poisonous gas.

As for the wounded on their own side, their treatment methods were actually very similar.

If the injured are severely injured, they will be killed on the spot, while if the injured are slightly injured, they will be sent to the rear for treatment.

The coldness of both sides seemed to be engraved into each other's bones, without any mercy.

In the far distance, a strange shadow floated. It was the leader of the ten-level ghost clan in the abyss.

The fourth-level ghost king is the most powerful existence no matter where he is placed.

But now, its swaying body is always limited to a certain range, and it does not dare to take a step beyond it.

What makes it fearful is an abyssal earth tribe about five meters tall.

The blue color of the Abyssal Earth Tribe's body is close to cyan, and the wings on his back are bulging high. Judging from the subdivision of the lines, it turns out that there are not one pair, but four pairs.

Eight wings.

This is the most powerful symbol among the Abyssal Earth Tribe, equivalent to the Nascent Soul-level powerhouse of the human race.

At this moment, the two of them were looking at the battlefield in the distance, their faces extremely solemn.

"This is...the first time."

"The third time this month."

"In just one month, these damn demonic insects have launched three fatal attacks. They are... getting more and more impatient."

"Haha, it seems that the resources in the opposite world are about to be exhausted, and the Insect King can't bear it anymore."

When he said this, the Abyss Ghost King couldn't help but sigh.

The terror of the Abyss Demonic Insect Clan is spread throughout the three realms, and no one knows about it.

Moreover, as a member of the Abyss Ghost Clan, it has a better understanding of the Abyss Demonic Insects.

Judging from the current attack speed and frequency of the abyss demon insect clan, the mother queen of this demon insect lineage can no longer bear it.

Once the tenth layer of the abyss is unable to withstand this kind of attack and is fully invaded by demonic insects, it is very likely that the entire tenth layer of the abyss will sink.

This kind of sinking is complete destruction, with no trace of life left. Even a terrifying demon clan cannot survive in such a place.

So, they will never allow this to happen.

The two strong men were silent for a moment, and the eight-winged king of the Tu tribe said solemnly: "Aren't you ghost tribe in charge of the disaster plan? It has been so long, how is the execution?"

The Abyss Ghost King shook his head slightly and said, "There was an accident."

"What? How could this plan go wrong?" The eight-winged king of the Tu tribe suddenly turned his head, a dangerous cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Those guys in the Yan Demon Realm already know our plan." The Abyss Ghost King sighed and said: "This time, even the Tu tribe in the Yan Demon Realm betrayed us. Not only did they stop the formation plan, but they are chasing us. A family.”

The Abyss Ghost King said angrily: "How did you leak the secret?"

Not many people know about this plan, and the entire process is executed by the Abyss Ghost Clan.

If he could not be sure that the ghosts on the tenth level of the abyss were completely loyal to Lord Demon, he would even wonder if the guy in front of him was suspected of betrayal.

The Abyss Ghost King's body swayed and he said: "Two people appeared unexpectedly. I don't know how they knew about our plan, but they were the ones who ruined it."

"Who are these two people?"

"One is unknown, and the other is the only Immortal Alliance Golden Pill on the must-kill list."

"Xianmeng Natural Daozi?"

"yes."

The Eight-Winged King had a strange look on his face and said: "A golden elixir, how did he know about our plan?"

The Abyss Ghost King was silent. If possible, he also wanted to know this question.

Suddenly, the Abyss Ghost King whispered: "Lord Demon Lord, are you still unwilling to take action?"

The eight-winged king of the Tu tribe said coldly: "The mother queen of the Zerg tribe has not appeared, how can you come out?"

The Abyss Ghost King opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he averted his eyes.

In the distance, the armies of the two tribes were still clearing the battlefield.

They all know that although it is a period of silence now, it will never be too long.

And when the next war comes, no one can guarantee whether they will still be able to leave alive.