After Wang Chonghua, Hongyun and others heard this, their brows were furrowed and their eyes were worried.

They knew that the Bei Ming army could not let go of this natural danger. The Nether Valley seemed peaceful now, but murderous intent was everywhere in the mist.

"Liang Shuai, what should we do?"

"Send the order and let the army slowly enter the Netherworld Valley in the 'Three Talents and Nine Ultimates' formation. They are not allowed to change their formations or retreat without my order."

"yes!"

Wang Chonghua and others conveyed his order, and the army soon formed the "Three Talents and Nine Jue Formation". The main force of the bamboo army still led by Wang Chonghua was the "Tian Sancai", and the rest were supplementary.

Zhao Yi, Venerable Fuhu and other monks each sacrificed their magic weapons and cleared the way at the front of the military formation.

The army slowly entered the Netherworld Valley.

As the army moved forward, the surrounding terrain became lower and lower, and the fog became thicker and thicker, so that everyone had the illusion that they were walking on a road leading to the underground abyss.

After walking like this for about a quarter of an hour, the terrain in front gradually became flat, and it was obvious that we had reached the bottom of the Netherworld Valley.

The fog here is so dense that Liang Yan can only see about five hundred feet with the power of his spiritual consciousness, while the other ancestors of the Tribulation can only see two hundred feet. This level of vision is not suitable for monks.

In general, he is almost the same as a blind man.

Everyone was on alert because they knew that if the enemy made a sneak attack at this time, they would not be able to react at all.

"Instruct the gods from all over the world to sacrifice the 'Xuanyuan Tianhu'!" Liang Yan issued the order again.

Soon, a golden light a hundred feet thick appeared in four directions: east, west, south and north at the same time. It shot up into the sky and became one in the blink of an eye, covering the entire army.

But it is Xuanyuan Divine Light, which contains the power of Hou Tu and has extremely strong defense! Unless four pot-holding monks are killed, it will be extremely difficult to break through!

With the blessing of Xuanyuan's divine light, all the soldiers felt at ease and continued to advance under the leadership of Liang Yan.

But not long after, there was a sudden commotion in the mist in the southwest. Some people shouted loudly, and some screamed in pain.

"Watch your step!"

"ah!"

Because the fog blocked his consciousness, Liang Yan didn't know what happened to the southwest of the army. He was about to send someone to investigate, but he heard screams from all directions.

"Cultivator Beiming has taken action!" Hongyun and Nan Youyue showed solemn expressions on their faces.

Liang Yan nodded slightly, but his face was as calm as water.

He is the commander-in-chief of the three armies and cannot leave his position easily, otherwise it is easy for the army to lose command.

"Nan Youyue, Hongyun! You two lead all the Tongxuan Realm disciples in Yuzhu Mountain to prepare the 'Five Bamboo Immortal Sound Array'."

"yes!"

In the southern moon, Hongyun took orders and left.

Soon, bursts of fairy music resounded in the mist. The music of Yuzhu Mountain was so exquisite that it not only stabilized the military morale of Nanxuan's soldiers, but also produced various changes that were transmitted to the distance through the mist.

At the same time, hundreds of thousands of Bei Ming army banners were fluttering outside the Netherworld Valley.

The first three are Wang Tianhe, Venerable Poison Dragon and Mo Wuqing, followed by Liu Ru, Hua Feiwu, the Ma brothers, and many other masters.

Mo Qingqing held a black flag and built a Dharma platform in front of him, casting the Dharma while chanting some words.

As he cast the spell, black mist billowed at the entrance to Netherworld Valley, and countless ghost soldiers emerged from the mist, then sneaked into the ground and attacked and killed Nanxuan's army.

Wang Tianhe saw this scene from a distance and couldn't help laughing and said: "Fellow Daoist Mo's 'Yin Bing Tian Sha' is really powerful. With this magical power, it can defeat thousands of troops!"

"I'm here to help too!"

Venerable Poison Dragon smiled slightly, turned over his hand and took out a cloth bag, made several magic formulas with one hand, and then opened the mouth of the cloth bag.

call!

The wind is howling and green clouds are filling the air!

The billowing poisonous gas flew out of the bag, like a green tide, spreading rapidly to the depths of the Netherworld Valley.

"Haha, the Venerable's poisonous skills are even better than before."

Wang Tianhe had a smile on his face and was about to say something else when he heard bursts of fairy music coming from the mist, ethereal and ever-changing, mysterious and unpredictable!

"Huh?"

There was a trace of surprise on the face of the Iron-Blooded Gun Master, but he immediately reacted and shouted: "No, this is the musical power of 'Yuzhu Mountain'. They want to disrupt our army's detection and take advantage of the chaos to rush in."

Get out of the valley!"

Sure enough, shortly after the ethereal fairy music sounded in the mist, an ancient bronze mirror controlled by Hua Feiwu, Liu Ru and others shattered!

A large army was vaguely reflected on the bronze mirror, but there were spider web-like cracks on the surface of the mirror, making the scene in the mirror blurry and difficult to see clearly.

Hua Feiwu looked ugly and reported to Wang Tianhe: "General, forgive me, the 'stargazing array' we arranged in advance has been destroyed by the enemy!"

"Can we still detect their exact location?"

"No. The fog in Netherworld Valley contains strange power. Without the 'stargazing array' arranged in advance, we would not be able to see the scene in the valley."

After hearing this, Wang Tianhe looked solemn and said slowly: "I have received intelligence a long time ago that this Nanxuan army has many capable people and strangers. Now it seems that it is true. But it doesn't matter. Although they can't see their specific location, as long as they are

If we set up an ambush outside the Netherworld Valley, they will not be able to escape."

After saying that, he waved the command flag in his hand, and the 400,000-strong army immediately dispersed. Under the leadership of the ancestors of the Tribulation, they were ready to block the Nanxuan monks who broke out from the Netherworld Valley.

But it was said that in the Netherworld Valley, the one hundred thousand troops were already in chaos, with sounds of fighting and shouting happening one after another.

"Report! There are ghost soldiers in the southwest. They are good at concealed assassinations. They can avoid the detection of Xuanyuan's divine light and directly attack and kill the monks in the formation!"

"Report! Purple poisonous people have appeared in the southeast. They are extremely powerful and numerous. They are currently fighting Tang Qianzhi, Wei Wuming and others."

"Report! There is a poisonous mist ahead. It is extremely corrosive and is specially designed to break the formation restrictions. I am afraid that the Xuanyuan Pot Light will not be able to sustain it for long."

Battle reports came from all directions. Although the army suffered little damage, the situation was not optimistic.

After Liang Yan heard this, his expression did not change at all.

"These are all little tricks. Bei Meditation wants to disrupt our army's formation, and then let the army launch an attack outside the Netherworld Valley, causing us to lose our troops and generals."

After thinking for a moment, Liang Yan said loudly: "Pass on my command, let Venerable Fuhu lead three thousand Buddhist soldiers to suppress the ghost soldiers, and then let Gui Wuqi lead the 'Di Sancai' to support Tang Qianzhi and others. We must

Withstand the attacks of poisonous people."

"The rest of the people rushed south and ordered Zhao Yi to be the vanguard, Wang Chonghua to lead the 'Tian Sancai' as the main force, Hong Yun to lead the 'Ren Sancai' to the rear, and the Yuzhu Mountain disciples still maintained the 'Five Bamboo Immortal Sound Formation'."

Liang Yan was methodical and issued military orders one after another in the chaos. After listening to the messengers on the left and right, they immediately conveyed his orders.

Soon, the army changed its formation, connected with spiritual power, and rushed southward!

The Netherworld Valley is actually not very big, and the area shrouded in fog is only about three hundred miles. Nanxuan and the others quickly rushed across the valley bottom and began to approach the outskirts of the valley.

"coming!"

Above the valley, Wang Tianhe's pupils shrank, with an excited look on his face.

Everyone knows that he has a unique skill and the ability to "listen deeply". Even if his spiritual consciousness is limited, he can sense movements hundreds of miles away.

"General Wang, how is the situation in the valley now?" Mo Qingqing asked.

Wang Tianhe said solemnly: "Nanxuan's army has passed through the valley bottom and has now entered our ambush circle!"

"Well done! Since they are so eager to die, let's help them!"

"Haha, what Fellow Taoist Poison Dragon said is absolutely true. The other party has come from afar, so we can't neglect them!"

Wang Tianhe laughed loudly and waved the flag in his hand.

"Send the order, everyone, meet the enemy!"

The moment the order was received, Beiming's 400,000-strong army began to form an array!

Rays of rays of light soared into the sky, and with the blessing of the power of the formation, they turned into nine-color light pillars with a radius of thousands of feet, like a pillar of heaven, shooting straight into the depths of the mist!

Boom!

There was a loud noise, followed by the earth shaking.

The barrier composed of Xuanyuan Divine Light began to shake violently, with spider web-like cracks appearing on it, and it looked shaky.

"No, there is someone forming a formation in front. It should be the main force of Beiming guarding the Black Mountain Territory!"

"knew."

Liang Yan did not speak. He looked at the golden light above his head and murmured to himself after a moment: "It seems that Beiming has gathered a lot of people this time. There are at least 400,000 monks, and their cultivation levels are not weak."

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate, jumped up, turned into escaping light, and flew towards the front of the army.

Wherever it passed, the sword energy flew everywhere, and all the poisonous people, evil soldiers, and ferocious beasts that stood in the way were crushed by the sword energy without exception.

After a while, Liang Yan arrived at the front line of the army.

Looking closely, he saw streaks of nine-colored rays of light shooting out of the mist, as thick as mountains, with surging spiritual power, constantly impacting the Xuanyuan barrier with domineering power, and was about to open a gap in the barrier.

"Nanxuan soldiers, if you are timid at this time, you will only die!"

Liang Yan fired four rays of sword light, his whole body was filled with sword energy, and he shouted loudly: "The generals of Beiming are just chickens and dogs with nothing more than appearance. Everyone, follow me and charge forward. As long as you break out of the Netherworld Valley,

This is the day when the monk Beiming will die!"
To be continued...