Su Yang asked for a retreat very accurately. Almost just after returning to the stronghold, he still had time to rest, he saw a team of ten six-winged monks from the outer realm who were angrily chasing, but was blocked by the formation. He could only stare at Su Yang and others leaving, and let out a roar like catharsis, leaving angrily.

Witnessing the whole process, except Su Yang, the rest of the people, including Lao Geng, were wet with cold sweat and sweat, and could not help but be shocked. If he had just retreated, what was waiting for them might be to be surrounded and suppressed by ten six-winged Outer Territory monks who were equivalent to the early stage of the God Transformation.

At that time, except Lao Geng, the rest of the people may die in this encirclement.

Fortunately, such a thing did not happen, but he successfully retreated to the stronghold. He just didn't know if this team of ten six-winged monks would be outside the formation. As long as Lao Geng and his men emerged, they would immediately encircle and suppress them.

But it doesn't matter. In the battle just now, nearly half of the six-winged Outer Territory monks were successfully hunted, far exceeding their usual record. Even if they stayed until the end of this battle, they would have completed the task with far exceeding their usual results.

For a moment, after thinking about not having to take risks, everyone in the team showed joy, and even the eyes looked at Su Yang were full of kindness, no longer as resistant as before. After all, Su Yang was absolutely indelible to achieve such excellent results.

"Oh, Brother Su, let's meet me. My name is Tiehong!" The man in the mail smiled and said frankly, so he naturally ignored the previous unhappiness.

Su Yang didn't care either. Xie Yi smiled and nodded, and said hello appropriately.

After Tie Hong made such a good start, the rest of the people tacitly forgot about the previous unhappiness and introduced themselves one by one.

"Young student Shangguan Jin, I have met fellow Taoist Su!" The scholar bowed slightly, thanking Su Yang for not having any worries with everyone before.

"My name is Chen Zuo!" The twin brother nodded with a smile, and the younger brother immediately smiled enthusiastically and said, "My name is Chen You, please take care of him in the future."

After Su Yang bowed his hand and replied, he heard the butcher shouting loudly: "The Taoist name is not worth mentioning. Anyway, everyone calls me a butcher. Before I practice, I was also a butcher, but I will call the butcher intimate future."

As the name suggests, this one is very easy to deal with.

"My name is Feiying, hello!" After introducing herself, the female cultivator of the Shadow clan seemed very shy and hid in the shadow timidly. With Su Yang's spiritual sense, she only noticed her existence obscurely.

What a great female cultivator of the Shadow Clan, who is completely different from his previous sharpness, is actually such a shy girl.

After Feiying, the tall and thin Taoist priest who stood out from the crowd bowed and said, "I am immortal, I will be Guangyunzi."

Su Yang bowed and returned the gift for the first time, and he was still quite impressed by this tall and thin Taoist priest.

"Hello, my name is Zhao Baidan. I have offended you so much before, so I will give in!" The man holding the gun was lukewarm, neither hot nor salty nor indifferent. He introduced himself just right, which was a greeting to Su Yang.

If the attitude of a man holding a gun is relatively plain, then the attitude of the female sword cultivator in purple is absolutely indifferent.

"Wang Ziyi!" The purple-clad female sword cultivator just simply reported her name, and then ignored Su Yang, as if nothing could make her care except the sword in her hand.

"Good luck, lucky luck!" Su Yang didn't care about the attitude of the two, and he casually clasped his fists and gave him a gift, not being surprised by the favor and disgrace.

At this point, everyone completed their self-introduction, which was to express their willingness to accept Su Yang and officially regarded Su Yang as a member of the team.

This group of people is obviously not bad. In addition to the more indifferent Wang Ziyi, the tepid Zhao Baidan and the shy Feiying, everyone's attitude towards Su Yang is enough to be called very enthusiastic.

"It's a matter of this. Wherever I go, I'll have a table of good dishes. Everyone drinks two drinks. It's a welcome to fellow Daoist Su and officially welcome him to our third team." The butcher's voice was like thunder, and it was extremely enthusiastic, making people feel close.

"Ha, Brother Tu's skills are much better than the two big swords in his hand. We have a good time!" Tie Hong always looked heartless and shouted loudly, without any taboos.

"That's natural!" But the butcher just ate this set and said confidently: "How much do you have to thank fellow Daoist Su, otherwise how could you eat this table of good dishes?"

Tie Hong smiled and said, "That's right, but is it enough for Brother Tu this time?"

The butcher glared at him and scolded, "Still you die!"

Tie Hong was not angry at all, but instead showed a happy look for it, which made everyone smile with kindness. Even Lao Geng, who was smoking a dry tobacco, couldn't help but smile and nod.

After a while, after a little familiarity, everyone did not forget their business and began to rest to see if they had the remaining opportunities to hunt down some six-winged monks from the outer realm. After all, this is all military achievements and seems very important.

Just as everyone was resting and recovering, Lao Geng asked Su Yang slightly, "How do you feel?"

Su Yang smiled and said, "It's very good, everyone shares the joys and sorrows."

Lao Geng nodded and said, "Haha, to be honest, this time I took a big advantage and did a good deed every day. It turns out that I will not deceive me."

Su Yang replied: "Senior is so serious. I am just an ordinary middle-stage Nascent Soul. I have only a little experience in some prohibitions. I will rely more on the care of my seniors in the future. After all, I still have many things that I have not figured out here."

Lao Geng didn't answer, so he took a few sips of dry tobacco, then said with a smile: "My friend Su, I know you are not simple, but who has no secrets here? Don't worry, no one will find you any secrets here. If you think of everyone, you might as well take care of them. Everyone is pitiful!"

Su Yang smiled and said, "Of course, please rest assured of this!"

Lao Geng was slightly relieved, and he returned to the appearance of a sad farmer. He smoked a dry cigarette silently. Looking at the hot battle scene outside the formation, he sighed slightly: "It was me who was negligent. I was too sharp before, which led to being targeted by monks from other regions. I would not be able to successfully kill them next."

Su Yang nodded and agreed, "It's okay. In the early stage of the transformation of Gods, no matter how many monks in the foreign domain are, they will still hurt. If we take advantage of it, we will rest with peace of mind and think of a complete countermeasure next time."

Lao Geng nodded, and did not say anything more. Then he insisted on not going out again and dragged it until the end of the war.

Just like the previous stalemate, the three giant beasts of burning sky returned to the formation with scars. Relying on the protection of the formation, there was no need to worry about the siege of monks from the outer realm.

Seeing that the monks from the foreign domain still failed and the losses exceeded expectations, they fought fiercely with the monks from the ancient demon camp for a moment, and then returned to Heavenly Mountain and slowly left.

A big battle is like a slight talisman, just like every once in a while, both sides are idle and have no time to show their presence, and then there is no further action.

In fact, it is not the case. Both sides are trying hard to find opportunities to break the deadlock, but they have never found it, so they can only continue to test. Once one side accidentally reveals its weakness, what awaits them will be an unbearable heavy failure.

It can be said that both sides are very anxious at this moment, and they are even more reluctant to hold on for too long.

Under such a stalemate, it is obvious that the ancient demons are more anxious, not just because they are in a passive party who is in a war defeat. If they are accidentally defeated, they will completely lose the resources of the entire secret realm.

At the same time, the enemy can also occupy a favorable entrance and launch an invasion on the cultivation realm. If there is a slight mistake, it may spread the war to the secluded realm, even the spiritual realm and the demon realm.

If such a thing really happens, with the ability of the monks from other regions, it will be a huge disaster.

No, the ancient demons may not last long!

The monks from the outside world seem to have some ability, and the dead monks can also be rebuilt and come back to the battlefield with extremely weak losses. Although the ancient demon clan has the entire secluded realm as the support, the ability to produce soldiers is not particularly strong. If this continues, one will rise and fall. As long as the other party is slowly exhausted, the ancient demon clan will be able to torture to death.

Many people did not notice this, including the ancient demons, and always believed that the war was just a temporary defeat and would soon find an opportunity to counterattack.

However, Su Yang noticed this. If the ancient demon race could not think of a solution, within a hundred years, this formation would be worn out by the other party.

It’s a pity that Su Yang is weak and has a weak voice, and at best he is a soldier. How can he control the general’s decision?

"Hey, the strength is still too weak. At present, I can only take one step and see one step!" Su Yang said in his heart. Anyway, the ancient demon clan can hold on for almost a hundred years. As long as he further his cultivation level in this hundred years, he can pull out the death talisman of the ancient demon thought contract, and he can plot his funeral.

As soon as he thought of this, Su Yang did not express any more, and he decided to continue observing for a while.

At the same time, Lao Geng had already taken everyone back to the ancient Qi army's garrison. After the light of the escape, he found that the team led by the Jiutoothed Old Ghost and the powerful demon clan had been waiting here for a long time.

Obviously, they all went through a fierce battle, everyone was covered in wounds and looked tired, and they wanted to lie down and have a good rest immediately.

Unfortunately, I couldn't get what I wanted, because there are still many things to deal with next.

"Lao Geng, you..." Just after Lao Geng arrived, Jiuchi Lao Ghost immediately asked in surprise, because everyone in the team led by Lao Geng was full of energy, as if they had just come down from the battlefield, but they were more like they were going out for a trip, which made Jiuchi Lao Ghost shock on the spot.

Lao Geng smoked the dry cigarette and smiled slightly, "Back to the point, the intensity of the battle there is not very strong."

It would be strange if you believe in you!

Jiuchi Lao Gui immediately curled his lips, but it was not appropriate to ask more questions. After all, everyone has their own secrets. It is a breaking rule to inquire about it and is easily excluded and targeted by everyone.

But not investigating does not mean that the Jiuchi Laogui will not think randomly. After all, the overall strength of the team led by Lao Geng is the weakest among the three teams. As a result, he returns so easily now, which really makes people feel suspicious.
Chapter completed!