When Fu Lin, that is, Lin Fu followed the voice and rushed to the battlefield outside the Yingling Valley with his wild cultivation team.

The piles of corpses were shocked by these wild cultivators who were used to death.

Old Man Cui saw the hundreds of cultivators from afar, and was a little confused about whether they were enemies or friends.

So he sent Lu Ji to ask.

At this moment, Lu Jizheng was annoyed. He was very dissatisfied with the planning of the Six Clan Council.

I planned to stay out of the matter this time and let them do anything.

But rules are rules. The more vested interests in rules, the more they must follow the rules.

So after being ordered by his superiors among the six clans, he could only get up and walk towards Fu Lin and others.

"Stop! Who is coming?" From this sentence, we can see that Mr. Lu is in a bad mood and is too lazy to be polite.

Following Fu Lin's instructions just now, Jiang Cang and others silently stopped and worked hard to cooperate with Fu Lin's response.

Fu Lin bent his body, and a natural flattering smile appeared on his face, "Sir, we are the wild cultivators of Yunmeng Daze. My name is Gao Huan. We came to help in the name of General Han."

Jiang Cang and others also quickly lowered their heads and respectfully.

Fu Lin forcibly stabilized his emotions and prevented the person in front of him from seeing the clues.

The title of General Han was just what he heard from the mysterious old man before.

He is betting on the relationship behind this.

Who would have thought that Lu Ji waved his hand indifferently, "What General Han has never heard of it. You go."

"This..." Fu Lin pretended to be embarrassed, looked at Lu Ji with a look of pleasing expression.

Not far away, Old Man Cui, who had been paying attention to this place, asked, "Lu Lao Er, what's going on?"

Lu Ji turned around, "Elder Cui, these people said they were sent by General Han to help us. There is nothing like General Han here. I plan to let them go!"

Old Man Cui stood up instantly, looked at Fu Lin, raised his eyebrows, "Han Feilong sent you here?"

Fu Lin still said vaguely: "General Han ordered me to gather these subordinates and come to help."

Old Man Cui laughed, "Han Feilong is indeed a little capable and did not disappoint me."

Among these people, he only knew that Han Feilong was here. This person could definitely not be wrong if he could tell General Han.

With this team of nearly a hundred people, there are still several Inquiry Realm in front of me, and are you afraid that the true energy of the turtle in the jar is unclear?

No longer the entanglement of watching the corpse being carried out one after another, Old Man Cui was a little excited at this moment.

He pointed to the mouth of Yingling Valley, "If you want to help, go up! Crush into the valley and kill the people in Guanggu. At that time, the six clans will inevitably benefit you!"

A group of wild cultivators at the bottom of the world of cultivation are not even as noble as those from the small sects behind them.

Old Man Cui didn't even bother to promise any real benefits, so he let them attack after drawing a cake.

He turned his head and ordered the words to explain, "Let you soldiers retreat first."

A trace of greed suddenly flashed through Fu Lin's eyes and was keenly captured by Old Man Cui.

In order to make the performance more realistic, Fu Lin quickly put away his greed and said carefully: "Sir, who are there in this valley? Is the realm high?"

Old Man Cui said with a stern face and said, "What? If you have a higher level, will you escape in the last battle?"

Fu Lin bent down quickly, "The little one dare not be small!"

"This is the best! Look at these ordinary soldiers. How high can the people in it be? If you hadn't been sent by Han Feilong, I would have given him face. How could such a good thing fall into your hands!" Old Man Cui snorted coldly as if he hadn't been sent by Han Feilong.

"Why don't you go on it now!" Liu Gongfeng, who was beside him, roared coldly at Fu Lin. After roaring, he looked at Old Man Cui with a flattering look. Seeing him nodding slightly, he felt relieved.

I hope Mr. Cui can say a few good words to me then!

When the sergeants besieged in front of the narrow entrance passage of Yingling Valley retreated like a tide.

Old Man Cui watched helplessly as the wild cult "Gao Huan" sent by Han Feilong led his large army and rushed towards the valley entrance with shouts.

He lifted his robe and sat down leisurely, and the big thing was settled!

Then the smile stiffened directly on the face.

At this moment, many people outside the valley saw a strange scene, and the vast team rushed straight into the entrance.

There was no sound of swords and weapons colliding, and there was no sound of true energy stimulation, as if a giant beast opened its mouth and swallowed up all the hundreds of wild cultivators.

The entire battlefield was silent.

Ordinary people were stunned and responded a little faster, such as Lu Ji, Chai Yupu and others, all turned their attention to Old Man Cui who was stunned.

Obviously, they were fooled.

Old Man Cui shook his head, unbelievable, "It is impossible. If they can say Han Feilong's name, they must be their own people!"

Everyone was silent and dared not answer.

Seeing that he had finally worn out some of the other party's true energy with so many soldiers, Old Man Cui was so good that he waved his hand and sent hundreds of people to others.

How can I fight now?

Outside the Yingling Valley, there was a dead silence.

Therefore, only with the awesome ears can I hear the shouts ringing from afar.

The shouts gradually became louder, and everyone heard a hoarse voice shouting, "Stop them, stop them."

But, looking around, where is there anyone?

Soon, a voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Yan Jie, deputy commander of Guancheng Army, "Yan Jie, where are they?"

Yan Jie, who was standing with a knife, was shocked and looked around, "Who?"

Han Feilong finally realized that he could not be seen at this moment, and quickly spoke, "Who can hit me with his true energy? Hurry up!"

A young monk clapped his palm in the direction of the sound without fear.

A five-colored light shield slowly emerged, revealing three of them.

Han Feilong, Du Ruoyan, and Lu Cunxiao.

Many of the big names present were familiar with this military giant of the Daduan Dynasty, so they hurriedly greeted him.

Old Man Cui was also envious when he looked at the light shield. The treasure emperor clock he brought had been broken by Xue Zheng's two blows.

Han Feilong looked at Old Man Cui, "Mr. Cui, where is the person just now?"

Old Man Cui's eyes rolled, and anger suddenly appeared on his face, "I want to ask you, Gao Huan just now said that he was following your order and came in to help. Who knew that there would be no trace of his departure. Please ask General Han to explain to me!"

Old Man Cui looked aggrieved, as if Han Feilong had ruined his perfect plan.

Han Feilong was also stunned. He didn't expect that this shameless Lao Budhi was still thinking about shirking responsibility at this moment.

He also became serious in an instant, "Mr. Cui, what's the problem? After the matter is done, you can go to the front of His Majesty and the National Master to say, but at this moment, please put the overall situation first."

Old Man Cui was choked and embarrassed. After all, what happened just now happened in front of everyone. Han Feilong, as a big military giant, was not afraid of his power. He had to force himself to say, "Isn't there only a hundred wild cultivators? There are so many people here, it's okay!"

Han Feilong snorted coldly, "It's okay? Do you know who the leader is?"

Old Man Cui was also aroused by Han Feilong's unceremonious words, "Hmph! Just a wild cultivator, what kind of amazing big shot can he be!"

"That was the commander of the Divine Talisman Camp under Ling Qingyun's tent, Fu Lin!" Han Feilong almost gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

At this moment, he was extremely regretful that he could not run faster just now and stopped Fu Lin outside the valley. Now that he had brought so many wild cultivation into the valley, how much would he lose in this battle!

Even the ending began to become a little indefinite.

He looked at the dull old man Cui, "Mr. Cui, please help me to control the practitioners. I will be responsible for the entire attack arrangement!"

Old Man Cui wanted to speak but stopped. Thinking of the unstable situation at this moment, Han Feilong took the blame if he lost, so he nodded with a dark face.

Han Feilong stood in the middle and shouted angrily, "All the generals obey the order!"

So what is the situation in the Yingling Valley at this moment?

But it was not as Han Feilong guessed that he could quickly work together to prepare for the next attack.

Instead, they were divided into two factions and confronted each other faintly.

Just as he rushed in, Fu Lin quickly talked to Li Zhichuan with his heart, so he moved away from the formation in the valley, allowing these wild scholars to drive straight into the depths of the valley.

When Fu Lin turned around and looked at these familiar faces standing or sitting, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Zhichuan, wearing a Taoist robe, smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, Fellow Daoist Xu... Thank you for your help."

Jiang Cang felt something was wrong in his heart because he found that many people here could not beat him.

So he said, "Fellow Daoist Li, how dare you ask who are these friends?"

Li Zhichuan laughed, "Let's do this, let's briefly introduce it. Time is urgent, one sentence per person."

When Zhuang Jinju opened his mouth to report the identity of the Confucian leader, many wild cultivators' feet were soft, and they were masters of the Heavenly List!

"The abbot of the Great Compassion Temple of Buddhism, Ku Lian."

"Gods are shocked by the cold in General Beiyuan's mansion."

"The owner of Hengduan Daozhuang, Xing Zhaoyuan."
To be continued...