Zhao Yu and the power of the saints created a battle world above, and inside and outside the three mountain passes, there were only the Shang and Xiqi army, except for Jiang Shang and a few other magical powers, and the rest were all ordinary people.

Jiang Shang has magic power, and Huang Feihu is not bad either, it is just as good as the team.

However, the Shang Dynasty army had hundreds of thousands, and Xiqi had only one hundred thousand. Once the immortals left, there was no need to test the battle formation, and Xiqi was completely at a disadvantage.

Originally, Jiang Shang and Ji Fa were so excited when they saw that there were tens of thousands of cultivators on their side? However, they went to Gao Tian in a blink of an eye, which caught the two of them off guard. At this moment, the gate of Sanshan Pass was opened, and Huang Feihu was sitting on the five-colored divine cow with flags waving, leading troops out.

Don't say too much, the sound of killing will shake the sky immediately.

Thousands of people formed a formation, cavalry and infantry covered each other, arrows and locusts filled the sky, and murderous aura soared into the sky!

Huang Feihu held the blade and searched for Jiang Shang. The two fought in the same place. One was the priest Ancestor who had been practicing for many years, and the other was the King of Wucheng who fought on the battlefield. Both were magic power. As soon as they fought, the magic power rolled, sand and stones flew away. Ji Fa led the future help. Huang Feibao, Zhang Shan and others came here to fight.

At the Sanshan Pass, which had long been razed to the ground, the army of both sides intertwine and formed formations to fight. They all rely on talismans and weapons to form formations to attract the primordial qi of heaven and earth. The collisions were like the sound of thunder, rising and falling one after another.

The man king Wu Geng also had exquisite armor and stood at the juncture with a sword. Although he was young, he had a certain temperament. Although he was shocked by the military, he closed his lips tightly, expressionless, and tried his best to calm down.

The killing at the gate was fierce, and every moment, countless soldiers were killed in battle, and every cup of tea was killed in battle.

It was noon on the day of the day, and the Shang Dynasty had already won the victory with its absolute military advantage. More than half of the 100,000 troops in Xiqi had been killed in battle, and the rest were divided and surrounded and eroded one by one.

If ordinary wars come to such a situation, they may withdraw their troops or be defeated. However, this is unusual and it is obvious that no one will stop until they are killed.

And above the sky, in the Dharma Realm.

At this time, it will also be the main topic.

When the army of the two sides fought fiercely at the Sanshan Pass, the prelude to the Dharma Realm was gradually gone. Zhao Yu's side, who were invited by Shen Gongbao at various prices, and the Shang generals who were good at magic and magical powers, were almost killed in battle.

Zhao Yu was alone here, and there were only three or five people left. The saints on the other side were still shoulder to shoulder, with tens of thousands of monks.

At this time, the two people in the battle were in full swing, one was the Emperor Laojun of the People's Education, and the other was the head of Meishan, Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong is a sage-armed ape, born with magical powers and extremely powerful. Previously, five people had already been broken into Yuan Hong's hands, and Xuandu was the sixth one to play. However, Xuandu Zhenren inherited the Taoist tradition of Laojun, so where is an ordinary person?

With the calm clouds and gentle winds, Yuan Hong was pressed to the wind, forcing Yuan Hong to reveal his true form, and he was thousands of feet tall with a white-haired giant ape.

The white-haired giant ape has long hands and thick feet, and every move has infinite power. She has practiced the eight or nine mysterious skills, and has few opponents at will. But even if the true form appears, what can I do in front of the Xuandu Zhenren? She blinked her fingers and had no energy, so she knocked the giant ape to the ground. She just waited for Yuan Hong to turn over, but she called out: "Yuan Hong."

Yuan Hong didn't understand why, and replied: "Grandpa is here!"

Then he couldn't help but fall into a purple gold red gourd. The Xuandu Zhenren shook the gourd, poured out a pool of blood, and turned around and returned to the formation.

"call..."

Yu Hua took a long breath, jumped into the field, and shouted loudly: "Which one of the sects, fight me?"

There was silence over there, especially the monks of the Jie Cult, all of whom looked complicated.

An Antarctic Immortal Man has already fallen on a crane and bows his head: "I'm here."

Yu Hua didn't say much, and poked the South Pole of the Golden Light. When the Immortal Man fought against the Golden Light, Yu Hua had already arrived in front of him. The Immortal Man was not afraid of Yu Hua. Yu Hua was just a "golden elixir", but the Immortal Man was a figure with a profound soul. So he brushed his sleeves and beat Yu Hua to death with one blow.

Yu Hua's face was like iron stone, and suddenly a roll of flags spread out. As the black qi rolled, the cold wind blew, and several ghosts and gods jumped out of it. Their hands were both good and the stumbling blocked the Antarctic Immortal.

But it was his soul-killing banner.

Yu Hua's magic weapon is the Soul-Slaying Banner. A treasure evolved from a side-door technique. If the cultivation level is equal, just shake the Soul-Slaying Banner can capture the soul and die in an instant. However, this wonderful use is useless in front of a person with a profound soul like the Antarctic Immortal, but it releases the ghosts and gods to trip the Antarctic Immortal.

The immortal man was not careful and beat the ghosts and gods to death one by one in a hurry. He then slashed the blood-transforming magic sword on his head.

The immortal man didn't know the name of this sword, but he kept warnings in his heart and hurriedly encouraged his magic power to kill Yu Hua.

He originally looked down on Yu Hua and just thought it was a formality. However, he was careless. If he did not use all his strength, even if he put in five points of his strength, Yu Hua would not be able to get close to him. At this time, he had to put in a hurry, but it was too late.

Yu Hua's body gradually turned into nothingness in the torrent, and the last pair of cold eyes were all gone, but the blood-transforming divine sword carried Yu Hua's will to revenge. It broke the magic power of the Immortal Man's body protection with one sword, split the Immortal Man's forehead and burst out the brain.

The immortal man was not dead for a moment, but screamed in pain and hurried back to his formation, but fell in the air. After screaming, he turned into a ball of blood and died.

"I Hua's benevolence to seek benevolence is enough."

Zhao Yu said lightly to the only two people beside him.

Wen Zhong sighed: "When killing the Nanji Immortal Man with the Golden Elixir, Yu Hua's life is not worthy."

Then he stood up, stroked his beard and smiled, "It's my turn to go."

Zhao Yu nodded. Shen Gongbao smiled and said, "Taishi takes one step first, I will come later."

Master Wen turned over and stepped onto the black unicorn, grabbed the two dragon whips, golden helmet and armor, and Gu Pan Qiang Xiong, and arrived at the field in a flash.

He first bowed according to the Jieshi formation, which made the leader and the Holy Mother Jinling sigh. Wen Zhong said, "My Grand Master Wen Zhong is, who will take my life?!"

Then a man came to the clouds, but he was a thin Taoist.

The Taoist bowed: "I am a Western pharmacist, come and meet the Grand Master Wen for a while."

It turned out to be the pharmacist Taoist under the two holy thrones of Cundi.

After taking turns to fight, most of the ten true souls of the Western Sect have been lost. Only three or four other people are left. This pharmacist, Maitreya and others are not an idiot. Although the West is wild, there are always a few good seedlings. The pharmacist is one of them, with the fifth level of the primordial spirit.

But Wen Zhong is not bad either, and he also has the fifth level of the Yuanshen.

They are all saints, who are afraid of which one?

Wen Zhong raised the two dragon whip and laughed: "Come on, come on, let's see you and I will see you first!"

The two fought together.
Chapter completed!