Traitor: I like Master more after his gender change

Chapter 332 Xiongguan

Six people, four men and two women, faces that were once so familiar to me. Now, they seem almost the same as I remember.

Here, they don’t have names of their own, only the eldest, the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth, and the seventh.

The third child, the sixth child and the seventh child are girls, and the rest are boys.

Haotian looked at them...

There was a burning look in each of their eyes when they looked at Haotian, but also a hint of inexplicable sadness.

Time passed quickly and they seemed to have returned to the past.

After chatting for a long time, Haotian slowly looked towards the horizon.

It's getting late, time to set off...

Among them were Xiao Qi, three true immortals, and the rest were middle-level immortals.

The third brother was also a true immortal, but due to madness and amnesia, his cultivation level fell to the middle-level immortal.

Ever since they were injured, disabled, or lost their memories, Xiao Qi has silently taken on everything, including taking care of them and finding treatments.

Perhaps, except for God, no one knows how much Xiaoqi has suffered. Obviously... she has always been that little girl who knows nothing, is stupid at everything, and cries a lot. The final burden fell on her.

They were quickly divided into groups of two. The eldest and the fourth were going to the south; the second and the sixth were going to the north; the third and the fifth were going to the west, and at the insistence of the seventh, she went to the east alone.

Because the East is equivalent to the back of the human race for the demons, it is not ruled out that there are other alien races in the East who want to attack the human race from both sides.

You may be attacked by the enemy from all directions.

They are just like before, arranging everything on their own without the help of Haotian's organization, and are as worry-free as ever.

They were about to set off at sunset.

Haotian suddenly called them.

"Take this with you. If you can't win, come back... to me."

As soon as the words fell, under their red eyes, seven strands of snow-white hair fell in front of them.

Just like usual.

The white silk hair formed a white ring around their wrists, filled with warmth.

With red eyes, they looked at the white rings on their wrists. In previous battles, Haotian had given them white rings several times. These white rings had saved their lives countless times.

Now... everything seems to be the same as before.

They're gone.

Each one left in a hurry, with red and sour noses, as if they were all afraid of crying the next moment and that was why they couldn't wait to leave.

Headed to...the front line of Xiongguan.

……

The first pass in the West.

Some people were wearing armor and rubbing the swords in their hands, some were in rags and had unshaven beards but were holding the swords tightly in their hands, but more people were lying on the ground, some were receiving treatment, and some were quietly waiting for treatment.

It was unspeakably quiet, almost silent.

Among the wounded, most of them were slightly injured, with the worst being a broken arm.

Why were there no serious injuries?

The seriously injured ones...had already exploded on the battlefield while holding the demons.

They are people from various forces near the human race’s pass.

Some came from the Mortal Dynasty, and some came from the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

The least powerful among them... are the people from the Human King Palace.

In the past, the people in the Human King Palace were gathering their strength and using these people from other forces to weaken the demon clan's combat power?

no……

The people in the Human King Palace...either fight on the battlefield or die on the battlefield.

They were the first group of people to join the battlefield. Their beliefs told them to defend the human race and the pass, and even if they died, they had to take the demons with them to be buried.

This is not just a small-scale fight, nor is it disgusting harassment at the border.

But it is a real war, a war of life and death between two races.

Whether it's the human race or the demon race, they all fight with the determination to destroy their race.

A ragged, unshaven middle-aged man squatted by the wall, holding his sword tightly.

His eyes were blank, and had been like this ever since he saw the golden light.

He is enlightening.

That extremely dazzling golden light allowed him to see...the improvement in his swordsmanship.

However, no one came to protect him, because... everyone had the idea of ​​killing the enemy in their mind. If it weren't for the order, the rescue team would have rushed out to kill the demon long ago.

Here there is something like military merit, they call it... Demon Killing Points.

The demon-slaying value can be exchanged for a lot of supplies and skills, all of which are contributed by the top forces in the thirteen major domains.

The people here have already made their wills. If anyone unfortunately dies, their wills will be sealed. If the war is won, the will will be completed. If the human race is defeated... then they will turn into dust along with the human race...

Every day, many people come here to join the war.

The highest level of the war is fought between lower-level immortals, while middle-level immortals and true immortals restrain each other.

Sometimes, middle-level immortals would take action in battle, but their main purpose was to save people. The real battlefield for middle-level immortals and true immortals had not yet been opened up.

Because both sides... haven't arrived yet.

Suddenly, the ragged, unshaven middle-aged man stood up abruptly.

An unprecedented light flashed in his eyes.

He got it.

He knew that he had only understood a little bit of the basics, but when he felt the power in his body, he couldn't wait to rush out of the pass.

His cultivation level is... a lower-level immortal.

When he stepped onto the battlefield, he was instantly targeted by three lower-level immortals from the demon clan.

He raised his sword...

A pale golden sword light suddenly slashed out.

The sword light is fleeting and unstoppable!

He killed three lower-level immortal demons with one sword. At the same time, the extremely rare sword in his hand instantly turned into fragments and dissipated.

Before he could react.

suddenly!

A demon shouted, "How dare you! Die!"

The middle-level immortal among the demons took action.

He saw this man kill three lower-level immortals with one sword. He was a genius and must be killed on the spot. He could not let him go back. The sword cultivator... must die.

However, the aura of a mid-level immortal also erupted among the human race, instantly defeating the attacks of the demons.

The person who came was a man in blue.

"Well done, you killed three demons with one sword. The swordsman's sword is broken, and we can't do without a sword. Go back and change it for a good sword. Tell me my name, Changhong."

Then the man in blue, Changhong, threw the man he had caught behind him into the pass.

The demon cultivator with middle-level immortal cultivation on the opposite side was gritting his teeth in hatred. He knew that this human in green clothes had rescued countless human geniuses from the demons.

He wished he could fight Changhong to the death right there on the spot.

They quickly exchanged a few moves, and the middle-level demon immortal retreated.

Changhong had no intention of stopping him, because they all knew that now was not the time for them to fight to the death.

I don't know how many times this has happened.

When he returned to the pass, a beautiful figure appeared...

Her figure was extremely beautiful but her aura was like the abyss.

Her long pink hair was tied up behind her head.

It was Cheng Yao from the Spirit Realm...

Changhong had seen Cheng Yao before, and when he saw her walking towards him, he immediately bowed and bowed.

"Changhong, I meet the Immortal Lord!"

Cheng Yao waved her hand casually.

It passed directly by Changhong.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something.

With his back to Changhong, he instructed: "Oh, by the way, tell those who are below the lower immortal level to return to Xiongguan. Wait... the True Immortal Battle... is about to begin."

When Changhong heard this, his body instantly froze in place.

When he came to his senses, he found that Cheng Yao was already standing on the pass, overlooking the demons below.

He immediately took action and began to use his divine thoughts to spread the message to the humans still on the battlefield, as well as to spread the word to other colleagues, asking them to help pass on the message.

Cheng Yao looked at the melee not far away.

I couldn't help but sneer in my heart.

The demons... they are like shit-eating dogs that can't change their ways. They dare to invade the human heartland and the spiritual realm.

Damn!