Second Battlefield.

Dongxuan City.

The sky is full of haze and darkness.

"When the blood moon night comes in three days, we're afraid we can't hold it any longer..."

An old man fell to the side of the street, his face slumped.

He was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and he was scarred.

"If I had known that this second battlefield was so **** and cruel, I would not have come!"

A burly man looked at the broken treasure in his hand and cursed in a low voice.

"Is it useful to say this now?"

A Taoist with a broken arm sighed bitterly.

Two months ago, the extraterritorial battlefield opened.

A group of powerful practitioners from the East Profound Realm entered the East Profound City in the second battlefield for the first time.

At that time, there were more than 300 people in the Taoist realm in Dongxuan Yu!

But two months later, there are only twenty people left in the city.

Others, either after leaving Dongxuan City, were hunted by powerhouses in other domains.

Either died in the "Battle of the City" in the monthly "Blood Moon Night"!

Now, there are only more than 20 people left, and they are all injured.

"Compared to the lineup of the other three domains, our Dongxuan domain is indeed too weak."

Someone sighed.

The other three domains, Beiyuan domain is the most powerful and gathers experts.

The second is the Western Cold Region.

Even Nanhuoyu, which used to be at the bottom of Dongxuanyu, has seen many terrifying stubborn stubble this time.

On the other hand, on the Dongxuan Yu side, almost all of them are dead spirits!

Even not long ago, the curse powers on their bodies were lifted, and their bodies were reshaped, but their strengths were far from their peak.

In the distance, a mournful cry rang out.

A woman with disheveled hair fell to the ground, hugging a blood-stained shirt tightly, crying hoarsely.

Others looked blank when they saw this.

In the past two months, they have seen many deaths, and their hearts have long been numb.

"Speaking of the heart, if it weren't for the past years, the surname Su killed too many fellow Daoists, how could we have lost so much?"

Suddenly, a silver-robed man gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.

Many people looked uncertain.

"You can't say that. In the final analysis, we are too weak."

Someone sighed.

At this time, a playful voice suddenly came from outside the city gate:

"You prey are destined to not survive the next blood moon night. Why don't you come out and fight?"

When he spoke, it was a young man in purple robe.

One?"

"It's boring, a group of frightened prey, if you don't need to hunt you to accumulate records, I don't bother to do anything to you!"

The purple-robed youth shook his head, landed in the air, and returned to the camp.

In Dongxuan City, the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

The gloom is bleak.

"Everyone, are we... just waiting to die?"

The Taoist with the broken arm spoke in a deep voice.

In the second battlefield, every strong person in the realm has a camp that shelters from the wind and rain.

They are Dongxuan City, Beiyuan City, Nanhuo City, and Xihan City.

But every other month, a blood moon will appear in the night sky. At that time, the power of the rules of these four cities will dissipate, and they will no longer be able to protect the strong in the city.

And whenever the "Blood Moon Night" appears, it is often the best time for foreign enemies to attack the city!

In the past two months, the reason why Dongxuanyu suffered heavy casualties is that when the night of the blood moon appeared, strong men from other realms rushed into the city!

And now, there are only more than 20 strong people on the Dongxuan Yu side.

Everyone knows that when the next blood moon night comes, these people are destined to be more fortunate!

"What should I do? Besides waiting to die, what else can I do?"

The burly man looked sad.

The outside of the city has been blocked by people, as long as you escape, you will be hunted by the enemy immediately!

"Perhaps, we still have a chance to live!"

Suddenly, the old man covered in blood opened his mouth.

One sentence attracted many eyes.

"What chance?"

The burly man will be suspicious.

The old man took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Wait for Fellow Daoist Su to come!"

In one sentence, there is not much explanation, but everyone already understands the meaning of the old man.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the field, and people looked different.

No one doubts that Su Yi cannot enter the second battlefield!

As long as they understand Su Yi's strength, everyone will know that even if they kill the first battlefield, it will be easy for Su Yi!

Someone hesitated: "But... do we still have time to wait until Fellow Daoist Su appears?"

Now, there are only three days left until the next blood moon night!

"So, it's just an uncertain opportunity."

The old man smiled wryly.

"Wrong, in my opinion, even if the surnamed Su is here, he can't help us!"

The silver-robed man said with a gloomy expression, "Don't forget, the forces behind us have all fought against that guy! How could he help us?"

The words made everyone look a little sad.

This is indeed the case. In the past, the major Taikoo Taoists and many immortal forces regarded Su Yi as a public enemy!

"Not necessarily."

The old man said solemnly, "A while ago, all the great ancient Taoists in the world have chosen to surrender to fellow Daoist Su. Therefore, I was asked to wait for the opportunity to lift the curse on my body."

"Not to mention, as long as fellow Daoist Su arrives at the second battlefield, he will be a member of the Dongxuanyu camp, so why might he sit on the sidelines because of some past grudges?"

"In my opinion, fellow Daoist Su is not such a person!"

The old man finally said, his tone has become firm.

"There are only three days left, will fellow Daoist Su come... I don't think I can count on it..."

Someone muttered, his face pale.

Others are also upset.

The atmosphere is getting more and more dull.

What everyone didn't notice was that under an eaves of the street in the distance, a tall figure stood quietly.

It was Su Yi who just arrived on the second battlefield.

He has listened to everyone's conversation.

Seeing that those characters at the level of the Dao level have fallen to such a miserable level, Su Yi couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that the apocalyptic catastrophe that swept the world only appeared in the Dongxuan domain, and the other three domains were not affected."

Su Yi secretly said, "Otherwise, the Dongxuanyu camp would not have lost so badly."

He was thinking to himself when the voice of the purple-robed youth suddenly sounded again outside Dongxuan City:

"What time is it, fellow Daoist Su, do you expect someone to help you?"

Undoubtedly, although the purple-robed youth was outside the city, he had been paying attention to the movement in the city, and had heard the conversations of the experts in the Eastern Profound Region.

"Listen to my advice, wash your neck obediently, and walk out of the city. This seat has always been kind and will give you a good time. Keep it so that you won't feel the pain of death."

Outside the city, the purple-robed youth grinned.

He lay leisurely in a chair, his sarcastic voice reverberating between heaven and earth.

The faces of the Dongxuan domain powerhouses in the city became more and more gloomy.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from a distant street.

Although it is slight, it is very clear in this quiet and depressing atmosphere.

The powerhouses of Dongxuanyu subconsciously looked over.

In the dark and gloomy world, a tall figure came from a distance.

The green robe is like jade, handsome and elegant.

It is Su Yi!

Everyone couldn't help but startled, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Su... Master Su!?"

Someone spoke with a trembling voice.

Following, the injured Dongxuanyu strongmen all stood up, each with ecstasy on their faces, as if the people who were about to drown grabbed the life-saving straw.

"Master Su, it's really you!"

The old man covered in blood said excitedly.

At this moment, even the silver-robed man who had been very critical of Su Yi before showed a happy expression, and immediately lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

Because, his previous words were disrespectful to Su Yi!

Su Yi looked calm, but his heart was churning.

In this situation, an emotion belonging to the sixth Wang Ye fermented in his chest.

Wang Ye was stationed at the sixth day of the immortal world Beihe Xianzhou when he was young, and he and a group of Pao Ze lived and died together, fighting **** battles!

Because of this, in Wang Ye's life-long practice, he has always attached great importance to the love of robes.

No matter how high or low one's cultivation is, no matter how high or low one's status is, as long as he is in Wang Ye's camp, he will definitely be regarded as his own.

If Pao Ze died in battle, Wang Ye would do everything he could to carry his body back, bury him in the burial, and use his strength to take care of his relatives and descendants.

Because of this, in the immortal world, Wang Ye, who is regarded as a "tyrant" by many great enemies, has a group of loyal subordinates and close friends who share life and death!

At this time, when I came to Dongxuan City, I saw that the strong men of the same camp had fallen to such a miserable level.

Su Yi couldn't help a surge of anger in his heart.

That is the mood of the sixth king night!

Pop!

A woman with disheveled hair knelt in front of Su Yi and cried bitterly: "Master Su, I beg you to take revenge for my senior brother!"

"I...I really have no choice, please, please!"

She kept kowtow.

The forehead was smashed and blood was flowing.

ps: Thanks to the bandit brother for the reward!