Xuanhuan: Tampering with the script, the supporting role becomes destiny!

There will be reinforcements there….
At the moment, this is the inner thought of everyone.
The Kyushu Alliance is the most powerful force in Kyushu, even they have given up the Eastern Wasteland, then… Who can save and who can save?
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This moment.
In the Eastern Wasteland Prefecture, those small and medium-sized sects, all the people in the gate stood in front of the mountain gate.
They were all middle and lower-level sect gates in the Eastern Wasteland, because there was no place to stay in the Middle Imperial Domain, and they chose to return to their hometowns step by step.
And those sect gates with decent strength all chose to stay in the Middle Imperial Domain.
But they…. Status, low strength, weak talent, went to the Middle Imperial Domain and did not even have the qualifications to send people under the fence, and could only go into exile and wait for death.
So, they chose to return to their hometown.
Even though their hometown has been given up in Kyushu, they are not willing to give up.
Because although the Eastern Wasteland is barren, it is the hometown where they have lived for most of their lives, and only here are they qualified to be called “people”.
And go to the Middle Imperial Domain, their situation and identity can no longer be called “people”, but “beasts” and “barbarians”…. And so on.
Therefore, although they looked desperate, they still raised their weapons in their hands and faced the army of phantom demons…
They would rather die standing than live on their knees!
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The mortal villages and towns in the Eastern Wasteland, the mortal empire…
These mortals: They also migrated to the Middle Empire.
But… They didn’t choose to come back, but they simply didn’t have the right to choose to stay.
They were not even qualified to step into the Middle Imperial Domain, so they were rejected from the Realm, and could only return to the Eastern Wasteland to wait for death…
In the eyes of those cultivators in the Middle Imperial Domain, the monks in the Eastern Wasteland are “barbarians”, then the “mortals” in the Eastern Wasteland are not even qualified to be “barbarians”, it can only be air, it is dispensable dust….
No one cares about the life and death of mortals…
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Right now
Those mortals all walked out the door, looking in horror at the black cloud that devoured the sky…
His face was dead ash, and his heart was filled with endless despair.
They are all mortals, but they also know that there are immortals in the world, so they are all praying.
They are like ants on the ground, small and helpless.
They fell to their knees and prayed…
Even they don’t know what they’re praying for, maybe it’s a miracle, or a prayer that some immortal can save them…
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This moment.
Xuanqing Gate.
In front of the dilapidated mountain gate.
Grand Elder Liu Zong, Elder Liu Yuan, core disciple Zi Ling, and a few elders who were already very old, as well as dozens of Outer Gate disciples
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The once great Xuanqing Gate is now only a few dozen people left.
From glory to ruin, it took only four years.
At this moment, these people who chose to stay in Xuanqingmen were the people who really regarded Xuanqingmen as their home.
And those core disciples who had spent countless resources and painstakingly cultivated by Xuanqingmen, except for Zi Ling, all chose to leave Xuanqingmen and go to the Middle Imperial Domain to surrender to a better holy place…..
Some of the Outer Gate disciples who were ignored by the Sect Gate chose to stay.
They are only gifted and weak, but their hearts are by no means weak!
“Great Elder, this is the last battle, if you have any words, don’t hold it in your heart.”
Liu Yuan walked over to The Great Elder Liu Zong and whispered.
Hearing this, Liu Zong looked at the army of phantom demons that were about to engulf him, and there was not the slightest sense of fear in his heart…
It’s a pity…. Endless regrets.
He was not afraid of death, but of regret, but the young man who carried his “hope” had already fallen.
Immediately, Liu Zong smiled bitterly, did not turn around, and said to the XuanqingMen people behind him:
“Xuanqingmen, which has been open for 50,000 years, has also been brilliant for a while, cultivating generations of Heavenly Pride, and I am proud of it!”
“Xuan Qingmen, I have also been out of the world standing in Kyushu, and I am proud of him!”
“Xuanqingmen, at this time of life and death, you have chosen to stay and fight the last battle for Xuanqingmen… I’m so proud of you! ”
The voice, which had been weak and hoarse, had become sonorous and powerful at this moment.
Words fall.
Everyone, looking up, looked at the back of this ricket, this old man who had worked for Xuanqingmen all his life, for a moment, his eyes blurred.
These outer disciples had all come out of small mortal villages and small towns, and they were all adhering to the hopes of a village.
They worshiped with joy under the door of the Supreme Immortal Gate, the Xuanqing Gate, which they once admired.
They all came out of the barren village town, the vision is not high, the talent is not high… But they have a loyal heart.
Although the talent is insufficient, they are simple, loyal, grateful…
They are always ridiculed by the Great Immortal Gate, saying that they came from a small place, that they are frogs at the bottom of the well, and that their vision is low.
Oh, yes..
Their vision is low, so low that they only know that once they enter the Xuanqing Gate, they will not defect from the Xuanqing Gate for the rest of their lives!
They are frogs at the bottom of the well, and the only sky they can see is Xuanqingmen, but they will be loyal to Xuanqingmen for life!
“Zongmen didn’t bring you anything, but in the end they made you die with Zongmen… The old man is ashamed of you.”
Suddenly, Liu Zong said to those Outer Gate disciples.
Even as a righteous Elder, he had to admit that Xuanqingmen’s support and resources for the outer disciples were too little and too little.
The resources are basically tilted to the inner door and the core disciples…
But now, he let these Outer Gate disciples who had not received any help from the Sect Gate die in battle with themselves, and Liu Zong felt guilty.
“Great Elder, the Sect Gate gave us the opportunity to cultivate immortals, and this is the greatest help that the Sect Gate has given us!”
Suddenly, those Outer Gate disciples said in unison.
Words fall.
Liu Zong also froze, smiled bitterly, and felt infinite relief in his heart.
This… It is the disciple that Xuanqingmen really needs to cultivate.
Forthwith.
Liu Zong turned his head and looked in the direction behind Xuanqing Gate, behind Xuanqing, was the Ninth Peak…
After the Xuanqing Gate is breached, then the Ninth Mountain will also be annihilated:
“Stinky Boy”
“Grand Elder, I am your first protector…”
“The Great Elder has not sent you any treasures, today… This corpse of the old man is the first gift and the last one you will give! ”
“If the enemy wants to destroy the Ninth Peak, he will first step on the old man’s corpse!”
Liu Zong roared in his heart.
Immediately, his body straightened up slightly, and a long sword appeared in his hand, and Tianxuan’s perfect cultivation burst out…
He was the highest cultivator in Xuanqingmen… The second is the Purple Nine Heavens.
But… What can the Heavenly Xuan Realm protect?
In the army of illusion demons, the cultivators of the Heavenly Xuan Realm were all the lowest soldiers, and they were only qualified to become cannon fodder in the war, and the number was tens of thousands of people starting….
And Xuanqingmen, what to guard?
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“Cloud Seniors!”
“Snow Lord!”
“We can’t be fooled anymore, there’s no turning back!”
“Xuanqingmen is his sect, those people are his relatives, we have to save them!”
Bai Yishan saw that the army of illusion demons was about to annihilate Xuanqingmen, and the Ninth Mountain behind Xuanqingmen.
Pointing at Xuan Qingmen, he said.
At this moment of life and death, Su Han’s identity must not be concealed any longer.
Once the Xuanqing Gate was annihilated, then the Ninth Peak would also be annihilated.
Moreover, in the Xuanqing Gate, there were also Su Han’s uncles and sisters and others, who were also Su Han’s relatives.
The Ninth Peak was something that Su Han had asked him to guard, and it must have been something very important to Su Han, and he had come to garrison the Eastern Wasteland, and his biggest purpose was to guard the Ninth Peak.
Words fall.
Yun Coffin, Xue Tianwu, Yun Qianying and others all looked at the Xuanqing Gate not far ahead, their pupils shrinking sharply.
Originally… The young man was from this sect!
“Yun Yao, lead a thousand monks and save them back to our defense line!”
Yun Coffin said in a hurried tone to a middle-aged monk with a willow armor on the side.
“Yes!”
The middle-aged monk, with a thousand monks with a strong breath, rushed towards him
“Everyone obeys the order, pulls away the defensive line, sets up the troops, prepares the formation, and prepares the magic weapon!”
Immediately, the thick sound of the coffin spread throughout the entire defense line.
The next second.
The army of the Ancient Yun Family, almost instantaneously, was formed.
Followed by.
Xue Tianwu’s expression also became extremely serious.
“All the monks of Bai Xuanwu obeyed the order, and the south of the army and the north of the town showed an opening and closing trend, and set up a formation!”
The voice just dropped.
The cultivators of the White Xuanwu Sacred Place also took a formation in one breath.
“All the monks of the Danhuang Holy Land obeyed the order and were ready to provide Dan Medicine resources at any time!”
“Replace the monks of the Ancient Yun Family and the White Xuanwu Holy Land with stronger and new weapons!”
Bai Yishan, Yang Yanshan, and others also began to command.
The combat effectiveness of the Danhuang Holy Land is not strong, but it provides reserve resources.
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“Eastern Wasteland… That’s just these troops stationed? ”
In the army of phantom demons, Maya saw the garrison troops on the Eastern Desert Front and said.
“Kyushu abandoned the Eastern Wilderness Front, and today you saw… It’s the strongest defense in a long time.”
Morrow responded.
“Abandoned the Eastern Wilderness Front?”
“Huh…”
“Stupid”
Maya sneered, and in his opinion, it would be very foolish to abandon any front line in the war.
“Get ready to pull the line.”
“With one-third of the troops, the defense in front can be broken.”
“The remaining two-thirds, divided into two halves, divided into north and south, kill the front line to the south and north!”
Maya said to several of the generals around him.
Because of the current strength of the Phantom Demon, one-third of it was enough to crush the defensive line forged by the Ancient Yun Family, the White Xuanwu Holy Land and the Danhuang Holy Land.
There is no need to waste time on the Eastern Desert Front, quickly stretch the long line, and attack the two fronts in the north and south.
“The opposing forces are scattered…”
“Their ultimate goal is still the North-South domain..”
“Now that Kyushu has been chaotic, this strategy of the phantom demon army is not only lost in the eastern wilderness, but also at least one in the two northern and southern regions.”
“Kyushu is in danger!”
After Yun Coffin looked at the movement of the phantom demon army, he instantly clarified the other party’s strategy.
One-third of the phantom demon army was also terrifying
On the other side, one Dao Palace Realm, three or four Divine Realms, two hundred Imperial Realms, thousands of King Realms, tens of thousands of Extraordinary Feather Realms, and countless Purple Palace Realms!
And Yun Coffin, Xue Tianwu here.
A half-path palace, a god, no imperial realm monks, fifty royal realm monks, a hundred extraordinary monks, a thousand feathered monks…
Strength is not above one dimension at all!
“Ah!!!”
A scream rang out.
Almost instantaneously, hundreds of feathered monks were instantly swallowed up by the army of illusion demons…
Less than a second into the confrontation, the situation was completely defeated…
And Yun Yao, who was sent to save Xuanqingmen Liuzong and others, also engaged the phantom demon army, instantly losing hundreds of people.
“Kill!”
Liu Zong’s breath burst out, and he led dozens of people from Xuanqingmen to face the army of illusion demons.
“The strength gap is too big..”
“It’s over…”
Everyone looked desperate.
And the Ninth Peak is also about to be overwhelmed by the army of illusions.
Liu Zong, Liu Yuan, Zi Ling, and the elder disciples of Xuan Qingmen stood in front of the Ninth Mountain Peak, looking at the phantom demon army in front of them, without fear!
Right now.
Uh-huh.
A roar of anger came from the Ninth Peak.
The next second.
A blood vein pressure from the ancient world swept through the whole field in an instant.
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