One hundred and fifty cranes with the lowest level of the middle stage of foundation building cultivation. Even the smallest ones are fully extended, and the largest ones are even nearly a thousand meters. At this moment, they are fully powerful and fast enough to catch even the naked eye. They are like white swords after breeze, bringing out strong winds, causing pain in the cut faces, and swooping towards the wetland forest from all directions.

The soldiers of Dinghai Army standing on the back of the crane had already changed into golden armor representing Dinghai Army when they shouted the military horn. Their evil spirits were soaring to the sky, their eyebrows were full of murderous intent, and the sharp blades in their hands were ready to go. The crazy fighting spirit in their eyes was terrifying.

"What's the matter with me? Everyone is dispersed and ready to face the enemy!"

Suddenly, a calm voice sounded from the tower, which immediately dispelled the fear of the Immortal Sect's people. They all turned their heads and looked at the two people who were slowly walking out of the tower, and they were suddenly calmer.

Both of them were wearing white clothes with flame patterns in Tongtian Immortal Sect. The man in front looked slightly dark in his skin, like an old farmer who was plowing the land. If he didn't observe his sharp eyes, he wouldn't be able to tell that he was a peak real person. Although the man behind looked like a middle-aged person, his skin was as warm as jade and his temperament was extraordinary. Just looking at the order of the two, it was obvious that the former had a higher status.

When the two saw Ding Haijun coming, they were not panicked at all. They ordered their disciples to scatter in an orderly manner to prepare to face the enemy.

After having the backbone, the Tongtian Immortal Sect's people were no longer panic and reacted very quickly. The tower was just a small part of the wetland forest stronghold. Two or three thousand people soon appeared from all around, each holding a top-grade magic weapon in his hands, looking at the Dinghai Army that was about to approach.

"That is the third true legend of the Tongtian Immortal Sect, Fen Yu Zhenren, and the seventh true legend of the Lan Mie Zhenren, these great monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm are not afraid, they are these two..."

Zuo Yunting stood on the back of Shen Qingwu's crane and glanced at the two real people from afar. A trace of solemnity flashed in his heart. Not only he recognized the two real people alone. Before the attack, Ouyang Shenyu and Duan Huoyun had already told everyone about the situation of the wetland forest, so the others could naturally recognize it.

Although he knew that the other party was two peak real people stationed here and he didn't even have a Jindan real person, the 1,500 Dinghai Army rushed forward without hesitation as if he hadn't noticed this situation.

Zuo Yunting is in the middle area, so when he meets the enemy, the troops in the front have already entered the battle. The number of Tongtian Xian Sect is as high as two or three thousand, far exceeding them, but because they are all riding cranes and condescending, they are taking the initiative on their side.

His eyes soon noticed a black-clothed eighth-level monk in the foundation building realm holding a soul-catching bell magic weapon. The man had an old face. He not only avoided many attacks from Biaowu with his cultivation and flexible body, but also had a gap to use the soul-catching bell to affect the minds of others. Because his figure was weird and elusive and his attack power was not outstanding, many Biaowu ignored him.

"Shen Qingwu is pressing the formation in the air, we all go down."

"yes!"

After being in Biaowu for so long, everyone had a tacit understanding. After Zuo Yunting gave the order, everyone understood it. Except for Shen Qingwu, the other seven people jumped down with him and looked for their enemies.

Zuo Yunting was the first to rush towards the old man in black. He did not use the Tianshuang left to him by his mother, but used the same long sword as the other people. Although the four-mile ice spirit sea suddenly opened behind him, it was a bit insignificant on the battlefield of the wetland forest at this moment. After all, there were even many people in the false alchemy realm at this moment.

While urging the soul-catching bell, the old man in black observed the situation around him. He happened to find a soldier from the seventh level of the Foundation Building Realm not far away. He was confused by the soul-catching bell and fell into a brief stagnation. A cold color flashed in his eyes. He seized the opportunity and rushed towards him. The blue spiritual sea of ​​eight miles behind him was quite loud. A green spiritual light emitted from his left hand, which was about to be printed on the soldier's head. The old man in black immediately showed a hint of abusive laugh.

Just like the Luo family rewards those who participate in the war, as long as they have achievements on the battlefield, the sect also rewards them. A monk at the seventh level of foundation building is of great value to him.

However, just as the old man's palm was about to be printed on the man's head, a white cold light suddenly approached the back of his head, and a chill suddenly rushed up to the old man's forehead. Before he could take a closer look, he turned into a black light, and escaped the sword light strangely like a loach, and drilled through from below.

"Who!"

The old man flashed dozens of meters away. In addition to being frightened, he also realized that the master of the sword light had just reached the fourth level of foundation building. He felt that he could not bear the face and turned around and asked.

However, this time, two green divine lights suddenly entered his pupils and reflected into the sea of ​​consciousness. The old man opened his eyes again and saw a magnificent phantom about ten feet high and wearing a purple robe. Although he could not see the appearance of the phantom, the two green pupils were completely visible, and the thunder arc appeared in his pupils. A solemn thunder spiritual power poured down, causing the old man to tremble violently.

"The magic light of the evil killer is so powerful!"

The body of the old man outside was completely stunned. Seeing this scene, Zuo Yunting's eyes suddenly showed a hint of shock. This was his first time using the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God's magic light to kill evil. Unexpectedly, the old man was suppressed as soon as he met. Only then did he realize that the Nine Heavens True Sutra given to him by Li Qingxiao was so powerful!

Even though he was amazed, Zuo Yunting's hand movements were still slow. You should know that the old man had the eighth level of foundation building cultivation and might have recovered at any time. Ice-Sports' spiritual power was infused into the long sword in his hand, and instantly brought out a white trainer and flew towards the old man's neck. The old man was suppressed by the Dharma Light and could not move. However, when the sword light was less than three inches left of his neck, the old man actually broke free from the Dharma Light and suddenly recovered.

"Good boy, I almost said to you!"

The old man used his strange figure again to avoid the sword light. In his fear, he controlled the magic weapon and threw it into the air. With the infusion of spiritual power, the soul-catching bell began to shake gently, and a shocking rhythm suddenly spread. Zuo Yunting was the first to be hit, and the rhythm was targeted just him.

However, just when the old man thought he could avoid Zuo Yunting's sword light and used the soul-catching bell to counterattack, Zuo Yunting's mouth slightly pulled a little arc and pointed at the sword light from afar.

The cold air on the white sword light exploded instantly, turning into hundreds of sword lights. The cold air on these sword lights had disappeared, revealing the green thunder spiritual power inside, just like one after another. At the moment the arc exploded, another thunder spider web was formed, and it returned instantly and directly swallowed the old man.

After these series of changes, the old man was already confused, but his strong desire to survive still made him activate his cultivation to resist. However, when his spiritual power contacted the spider-web-like thunder power, a sensation of paralysis came from his whole body, and the spiritual sea of ​​Dantian trembled continuously, and even mobilizing spiritual power became a luxury!

"Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God's Evil Punishment of the Magic Light, the Split Sword Sword, and my Ice Thunder Double Spiritual Power, you are just an ordinary late-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage, how can you fight me!"

This is not the first time Zuo Yunting has killed a great monk in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Even if he is a person with the eighth level of foundation building like the old man, he killed one last month. The old man's last begging eyes failed to make him soft-hearted. Although he believed that he was not killing innocent people indiscriminately, he would not have a kind heart. At this time, standing on the Fulong Plain, both sides were enemies. He was soft-hearted and spared his life today. It is hard to guarantee that he would let him go.

The sharp sword passed through the old man's chest, directly shattering his spiritual sea and taking away his vitality. At the same time, Zuo Yunting also watched as his personal record on his wrist talisman increased by 80 points. General Biaowu's record reached 1140 points. He nodded first, but saw that the ranking was still 53, and he squinted his lips slightly.

"We can't delay any more. We have the Five Elements Divine Evil Ability, our strength is far superior to that of cultivators of the same level, and we can fight together. There is no suspense against headless flies like Tongtian Immortal Sect. If we are later, our flesh will be stolen."

After Zuo Yunting said intimately, he assisted Liu Qing to find Zheng Qingdie and others to help them quickly resolve the battle. At the same time, under the instructions of Shen Qingwu and Zhang Qingkong in the air, he continued to follow the army to attack the tower in the center of the wetland forest.

And the battle here is just a microcosm of the battlefield at this moment.

The battle between the Five Elements Gangsha of the Dinghai Army and the Tongtian Immortal Sect's members made the wetland forest full of five elements within ten miles of radius, and various magic weapons emerged one after another. The Tongtian Immortal Sect relied on the large number of people, and there were nearly 30 people from the fake alchemy realm. It seemed that many places were fighting back and forth.

But in the eyes of the two real people of Fen Yulan Mie above the tower, the large number of people Tongtian Immortal Sect is like a group of wine bags. The foundation-building cultivators below were defeated by the Dinghai Army and continued to shrink. At the level of the fake Dan Realm, there were less than twenty Dinghai Army, and more than thirty of them should have crushed each other, but Ouyang Shenyu and Duan Huoyun blocked more than half of them, and they could still kill one or two, and were also constantly retreating to the rear.

The battle situation was obviously falling to the side. Fen Yu Zhenren could not sit still at first. Seeing Ouyang Shenyu circulating the Jinxing Gangsha, the long sword in his hand was about to take away the life of a false alchemy disciple of the sect. He immediately showed anger and soared into the sky, turning into a fire to attack Ouyang Shenyu.

"A merely a good person from the Dan Realm dares to act violently and die for me!"

As soon as the powerful fire-moving magic power of Fen Yu Zhenren unfolded, it was like a heat wave spreading on the battlefield. On the battlefield, whether it was the spiritual power of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator or the Five Elements Gangsha of the Fake Dan Realm, it was instantly overshadowed in front of this heat wave. For a moment, everyone stopped the movements in their hands and looked at the fire light.

When the Tongtian Immortal Sect saw that it was Zhenren Fenyu who took action, they immediately swept away the previous gloomyness. The sluggishness brought about by the retreat gradually disappeared in an instant.

However, seeing the return of his morale, Fenyu Zhenren, did not look much happy on his face, because according to normal logic, he was originally full of fighting spirit, but now he was a little restrained. After all, he was a peak real person of the Golden Pill.

However, the Ding Haijun he saw not only did not show any fear because of his actions, but instead showed a more excited expression.

"I came just right, and I was also trying to try the strength of the peak real person!"
Chapter completed!