"Luo You, a disciple of the Holy Mountain?"
Fang Yuan and Yan Luo looked at each other, their expressions turning cold.
Mohe also offended many people on the Holy Mountain, and Master Luo You's group was one of them.
"I've always heard how great the new disciples that Uncle Mohe has recruited are. Why are they in the Dharma Realm now? The Plunder Realm and the Dharma Realm have always been equivalent to the external foundation-building period. Could it be that junior brother encountered several foundation-building sieges?"
Luo You asked with a surprised expression, obviously teasing.
"Fang Yuan!"
At this time, Bei Chenyan stood up: "I want to challenge you! You are the Dharma Prime Minister, and I am the Dharma Prime Minister. This time, I will definitely not fail again!"
"Do not have time!"
Fang Yuan and Yan Luo looked at each other and were about to pass through the barrier of this group of people.
"Haha... Are you afraid?" Bei Chenyan received Luo You's signal and immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Fang Yuan, I propose to you a bloody battle between warriors. Anyone who dares not agree is a coward!"
Among the barbarians, once you are called a coward, it is worse than death.
"roll!"
Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed, and his murderous intent was released.
Bei Chenyan suddenly looked horrified, took a few steps back, and turned red again: "What's going on? No... I won't do this."
Bei Chenyan felt very ashamed that he was forced to retreat at a glance.
"Luo You, even if you want to challenge me, I will continue. There is no need to sow discord!"
Fang Yuan turned around and said slowly: "But if you and I fight, it will be a battle of life and death. Do you dare?"
"I… "
Luo You gritted his teeth and was about to agree, but suddenly his expression changed.
Because a powerful and cold consciousness had suddenly shot down.
"No! It's the enemy Nascent Soul cultivator!"
"Such powerful men, instead of going to the deified ancestor, actually made things difficult for us!"
"Let's go separately!"
…
Beichen Yan's team immediately went into chaos, while Fang Yuan and Yan Luo looked at each other and quickly fled towards the camp.
"I have sent out a distress signal. If the enemy Yuanying takes action, our deity will never sit idly by."
While running, Yan Luo also sent a message: "As long as I can survive this period!"
How fast is the Yuanying monk? At this time, they came in pursuit and clearly had the upper hand.
Not only that, as the road approached, three more golden elixir spiritual senses swept past, with a familiar feeling.
"Haha! Barbarian boys, you can't run away!"
Wang Tong's loud laughter came.
"damn it… "
Luo You looked at this scene, but his expression suddenly turned pale: "Yan Luo and Fang Yuan, what on earth did you do? You even provoked the Yuanying monk!"
"Take care of those miscellaneous soldiers and leave these Yuandan and that boy to me!"
With a flash of yellow light, a bald man in golden robe appeared in mid-air and said calmly.
"Follow the law!"
The three Wang Tong brothers responded loudly and began to control the spiritual weapons and hunt down many Dharma cultivators.
"Sure enough, I'm chasing you!"
Fang Yuan felt that a powerful Nascent Soul spiritual consciousness had locked onto him, and he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.
Tsk!
The next moment, in the sound of breaking through the air, two yellow lights arrived in an instant.
In the direction of the camp, there were also several rays of light chasing after them. They were the deified ancestors of the barbarians.
"Can't be exposed!"
He gritted his teeth, activated the third star of the Nine-Star Lianzhu Secret Technique, and slashed back with the Nine-Xuan Spiritual Sword in his hand.
boom!
A huge force came and smashed him into the ground.
At the same time, a scream came from Yan Luo next to him, and his chest was penetrated by yellow light, and blood spurted out wildly.
"This is war!"
Fang Yuan hid underground, his aura suddenly converged into nothingness, and he got rid of the lock of spiritual consciousness.
"Huh?"
The yellow scorpion in mid-air was slightly startled, and then he stretched out his right hand, and two yellow jade daggers emerged. One was spotless, and the other was covered in blood.
"Ancestor casually struck, Yuandan's is dead, and Faxiang's is still alive? There must be a treasure to protect you... But, how many times can you block it?"
Huang Xie sneered and was about to continue flying out the dagger when several rays of light finally arrived: "Stop!"
"Yellow Scorpion! Do you want to start a war immediately?"
Two barbarians flew in the deified state, stood in the void, and shouted loudly.
"Haha... Let's start a war! Do you think I will be afraid?"
Huang Scorpion laughed.
Below, the three Wang Tong brothers joined forces to attack. Luo You also screamed and was killed with a sword.
"die!"
An elder in the deification realm was furious. With a wave of his hand, the yellow bird totem appeared, and the cyan wind blades gathered into a tornado and pounced down.
when!
Of course Wang Tong and the others were no match for the wind blade, but just when they were about to be destroyed, a huge yellow bell came under the cover in the air to resist the wind blade. It was extremely strong.
Although human practitioners do not have the help of magical powers, they are unique in understanding the laws and refining weapons.
"Thank you, Elder Huang Zhong, for saving me!"
Wang Tong and other Jin Dan immediately saluted another old man with a yellow beard who came over.
"Hmph! Here comes another one!"
The deified barbarian snorted coldly and made a move with his sleeves.
Many vines flew out, taking the remaining barbarians with them and turning the camp into ashes.
"It's a little regretful that we failed to kill that genius this time, but it's not bad that we were able to kill two Yuan Dan. Let's go back quickly!"
We are now very close to the barbarian camp, and even the Nascent Soul monks are not willing to stay long.
Otherwise, even if the opponent's Immortal Ancestor does not take action, as long as a group of deified realms attack, it will be enough to surround and kill them here.
…
"Well, you are Mohe's disciple, your name is Fang Yuan?"
After soaring through the clouds, the barbarian deity level expert landed in the camp and looked at the surviving Fang Yuan: "There is actually a top-grade spiritual weapon robe. No wonder he can survive a single blow..."
His expression was indifferent, and he didn't know whether he was happy or angry.
"Thank you, senior, for the rescue. I wonder what your surname is?"
Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and stepped forward to salute.
"Humph, I am Mu Teng! Don't worry, Mo He and I just have a personal grudge. We will never abandon public service for personal reasons at this time!"
Elder Muto snorted coldly and disappeared.
"Okay, you all should go back to the camp. Without the centurion, I believe the commander will be appointed soon!"
Fang Yuan shook his head and led his men back to the camp regardless of Bei Chenyan's complex expression.
"grown ups!"
A soldier immediately stepped forward: "The Wuman Commander has an order! After all centurions and thousands captains return, they are not allowed to go out to fight again. They practice formations and are on standby at any time!"
"I see!"
Fang Yuan waved his hand and dismissed the messengers, his expression became solemn: "Finally... is the decisive battle about to begin? Unexpectedly, in the end, it will be my barbarian clan who cannot hold on!"
Although the attack this time was only a small group of forces from the outside world of cultivation, the barbarians still began to be unable to hold on.
If it weren't for the attrition war, Wu Man wouldn't have started a decisive battle rashly.
From this point of view, the barbarians are not very optimistic about this cultivation war.
…
Seven days later.
On the Great Plains of Death, two densely packed groups of people began to confront each other.
A large number of barbarians who plundered the realm of Dharma were standing on the grassland, with the deified powerful men flying above their heads. The ancestor of the immortals was hiding, staring at the army of immortal cultivators opposite.
Compared to them, the army of cultivators on the opposite side has a more immortal demeanor. Most of the cultivators fly with weapons and are graceful. There are flying boats and palaces in mid-air, with Nascent Soul and the Immortal Patriarch hidden in them.
"Originally, the 50,000-strong coalition of the five major armies of our barbarians was even more numerous than the cultivators. However, after the battle of attrition, it was our barbarians who suffered the most losses. Now the numbers of both sides are even closer."
When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he was very surprised.
According to common sense, barbarians have the help of totems and are naturally warlike, so cultivators of the same level should be difficult to make enemies.
But at this time, it was obviously not the case.
"It seems... that the other party's commanding ability is far superior to ours. Is that why we failed in the previous stalemate test?"
Fang Yuan blinked and had a guess.
At this moment, several streams of light flew out from in front of the formations of both sides.
Boom!
The huge explosion of momentum actually overwhelmed tens of thousands of cultivators. He must be a strong man who has survived the thunder tribulation and reached the immortal realm!
"Mantong, Manjue, and Manhuang have met several fellow Taoists!"
The three barbarian immortals spoke first.
Among them, Mantong is as tall as a child, but Manjue and Manhuang are eight feet tall, like the gods of war descending.
"Haha... You three don't need to be polite!"
From the Celestial Palace of Immortal Cultivators, three streams of light also flew out, transforming into three old men with the spirit of immortality: "Xuan Yuanzi, Kunwuzi, and Shanshuizi have met three Taoist friends! The three of them are also my generation's pursuit of immortality." Do people need to lose their lives?"
"Hmph, if you hadn't forced us to fight hard, why would we have fought?" Manjue Immortal snorted coldly.
"well… "
Xuan Yuanzi sighed: "This is actually not what we want, but according to the old man's divination, in another twenty years, the evil calamity will come! For this reason, the Zhantian Palace has been restarted, and the entire cultivation world must share the same hatred!"
"I think you have bad intentions and want to seize this last paradise!" Immortal Mantong said unceremoniously.
"If you are willing to accept us outside cultivators, there is no need for a war."
"If we don't agree with each other, we can only do it once!"
…
Immortals are all people with firm minds. Once they make a decision, they will not change it.
At this time, he sighed a few times and gave orders at the same time.
"The ferocious formation, rise!"
Wu Man's rough voice suddenly resounded throughout the military formation.
"kill!"
Many barbarians roared, and traces of black energy overflowed from their bodies, converging into the shape of a giant spirit in mid-air.
The lower body of this giant spirit is covered with dark clouds, and the upper body is like a muscular barbarian with protruding canine teeth, extremely ferocious, and roars to the sky.
"Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, Flying Sword Attack!"
On the opposite side, the immortal's voice sounded loudly, streams of light flew out, and many flying swords were densely packed, as thin as needles, forming a huge heavenly sword.
"cut!"
"kill!"
The black giant roared, punched out, and collided with the tip of the Heavenly Sword.
In an instant, the sky collapsed!
The two formations collapsed at the same time, and countless barbarians and cultivators vomited blood.
"Change the formation, the Dharma appears!"
Wu Man gave the order again, and the five battle divisions were separated, each forming a formation of ten thousand people.
Hoho!
Many totems flew up and finally gathered in one place, forming the shapes of terrifying beasts such as azure dragon, phoenix, white tiger, basalt, and glutton!