After being reborn, she became a pet junior sister in the world of cultivating immortals

Xue Jiaojiao made many immortal killers and demons terrified.

This person actually killed a Golden Core Immortal Killer with a single blow, his strength is terrifying, one cannot think deeply about it.

Blood and water mixed with rain fell, Xue Jiaojiao wiped her face, then turned to look at the other immortal killers and demons.

With a slightly lowered cultivation base, he took a few steps back and looked at Xue Jiaojiao with a look of horror.

Although they are greedy for rewards, their lives are also very important.

Pei Nanxun was about to go this way when he saw Xue Jiaojiao deal with the Immortal Killer by herself.

Pei Nanxun recognized that move, it was used by Qi Xiao.

Pei Nanxun clenched his sword tightly, and threw himself to the front to deal with those high-level immortal killers and demons.

"It's pretty good." Shan Ying came over and praised.

"How are you doing?" Xue Jiaojiao asked her.

"I can still hold on. This day or two may not be able to solve so many immortal killers and demons."

Their progress was slow, as was Chu Changsheng and Mozun's.

The number of injured people on both sides is increasing, and at this time, Danxiu is too busy to touch the ground.

When it was getting dark, the two sides retreated tacitly, but Chu Changsheng and Mozun did not come back.

The monks arrived at the place where they were stationed, and now they can only rest briefly for one night.

As the night fell, the monks lit a bonfire and sat together.

The wailing of the wounded came from the tent behind. Xue Jiaojiao bit the dry food and swallowed it.

Shan Ying sat next to her, looking up at the dark night.

"Tell me, was it the same way more than 500 years ago?"

Some wise people heard Shan Ying's question, smiled and told them about the war between immortals and demons more than 500 years ago.

That man was one of those who survived that year.

"More than 500 years ago, we were unprepared. At that time, it was much more serious than now. The only counterattack was when we won..."

The man was rambling on, no one interrupted him, and no one was discussing below, everyone just listened quietly.

Xue Jiaojiao also listened to this history which was more detailed than the book, full of cruelty and hope.

Tao Yanzhi was also full of emotion. If his father hadn't been suffering from a long illness, he should be able to survive until now.

Yun Mengze finally got up, and the Mozun started to move again, Tao Yanzhi also hoped that this would be the last time.

They devoted all their efforts to cultivating the immortal world for exactly this.

"It will succeed." Yu Qing fiddled with the firewood.

Qin Shu added more firewood, and said with a smile, "Let's think about it first. Today, all the sects performed very well, and we all see it."

Tao Yanzhi hummed, and only hoped that it would end soon.

They didn't dare to rest in the middle of the night, so they sent a few pairs of guards on duty to prevent night attacks by immortal killers and demons.

Tonight's immortal killers and demons didn't have time to attack at night. They suffered many casualties. Han Zhao looked at the group below and waved his hand, saying, "Let them go down. Tomorrow will be another fierce battle."

The right-hand men around Han Zhao hesitated and said, "Should we deal with some monks first? I see that there are quite a few monks there. If we fight for a long time, I'm afraid it will be bad for us."

Of course Han Zhao knew this too, but if he sent people there now, it would be bad if the gain outweighed the loss.

Mozun is still fighting Chu Changsheng outside, but it is a pity that Chu Changsheng is not dead. If Chu Changsheng dies, then the world of cultivating immortals will be a mess, and they will not need to do anything at that time, the world of cultivating immortals will be theirs.

(End of this chapter)