"Luo You, a disciple of the Holy Mountain?"

Fang Yuan and Yan Luo looked at each other and their expressions became cold.

Mohe also offended many people on the Holy Mountain, and Master Luo You are one of them.

"I always hear about how great the newly recruited disciples of Master Mohe are. Why is it now the Dharma Realm? The plundering realm and Dharma Realm are only equivalent to the external foundation building stage. Could it be that the junior brother encountered several foundation building sieges?"

Luo You asked in surprise, obviously teasing.

"Fang Yuan!"

At this time, Bei Chenyan stood up and said, "I want to challenge you! You are the Dharma image, and I am also the Dharma image. This time, I will definitely not fail again!"

"No time!"

Fang Yuan and Yan Luo looked at each other and were about to pass through the barrier of this team of troops.

"Haha... are you afraid?" Bei Chenyan got Luo You's gesture and immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Fang Yuan, I would like to propose a bloody warrior battle to you. Those who dare not agree are cowards!"

Among the barbarians, once they are called a coward, they are even worse than death.

"roll!"

Fang Yuan's eyes condensed and his murderous aura was released.

Bei Chenyan suddenly looked horrified, he took a few steps back, and his face turned red again: "What's going on? No... I won't do this."

Beichenyan felt very ashamed of being forced to retreat at a glance.

"Luo You, even if you want to challenge me, I will continue, and there is no need to sow discord in this way!"

Fang Yuan turned around and said slowly: "But if you and I fight, it will be a battle between life and death. Do you dare?"

"I……"

Luo You gritted his teeth and was about to agree, but suddenly his expression changed.

Because of a powerful and cold spiritual sense, it suddenly shot down.

"Not good! It's an enemy Nascent Soul Cultivator!"

"If such a strong man doesn't go to find the deified ancestor, he will make things difficult for us!"

"Leave it separately!"

...

Beichen Yan's team was immediately in chaos, while Fang Yuan and Yan Luo looked at each other and quickly fled to the camp.

"I have sent a distress signal. With the enemy's Nascent Soul taking action, our deification will never sit idly by."

While running, Yan Luo also sent a message: "As long as you can survive this period!"

How fast is the Nascent Soul monk? He was chasing him at this time and obviously took the lead.

Not only that, as the journey approaches, three golden elixir spiritual consciousnesses swept by, with a familiar feeling.

"Haha! Barbarian boys, you can't run away!"

Wang Tong's laughter came.

"Damn..."

Luo You looked at this scene and his expression suddenly turned pale: "Yan Luo and Fang Yuan, what did you do? Even the Nascent Soul Cultivator was provoked!"

"You have to deal with the miscellaneous soldiers, and leave these Yuandans and that young man to me!"

A yellow light flashed, and a bald man in gold robe appeared in the air and said calmly.

"Abide by the law!"

The three brothers Wang Tong responded loudly and began to control spiritual weapons, chasing and killing many Dharma-like cultivators.

"Sure enough, I'm chasing you!"

Fang Yuan felt that a powerful Yuanying spiritual consciousness had locked him, and he couldn't help but feel confused.

Hissing!

The next moment, two yellow lights arrived instantly as the sound of breaking through the air.

And in the direction of the camp, several lights were chasing, and they were the deified ancestors of the barbarians.

“Can’t be exposed!”

He gritted his teeth and activated the third star of the Nine Stars Continuous Pearls, and slashed the Nine Profound Spiritual Sword in his hand.

Bang!

A huge force came and directly smashed him into the ground.

At the same time, Yan Luo next to him screamed, and the yellow light penetrated his chest, and blood squirted wildly.

"This is war!"

Fang Yuan hid underground, his breath converged to nothingness, and he got rid of the lock of spiritual consciousness.

“Huh?”

The yellow scorpion in the air was slightly stunned, then stretched out his right hand and two topaz short swords appeared, one was spotless and the other was full of blood.

"The ancestor attacked casually, Yuan Dan died, and the Dharma image was still alive? There must be a treasure to protect him... But how many times can you block it?"

Huang Scorpion sneered and was about to continue flying out of the short sword, several lights finally arrived: "Stop!"

"Yellow Scorpion! Do you want to start a war immediately?"

The two barbarians flew in the realm of deification, stood above the void, and shouted loudly.

"Haha... the war starts! Do you think I'm afraid?"

Yellow Scorpion laughed.

Below, the three Wang Tong brothers joined forces to attack, and Luo You also screamed and was beheaded by a sword.

"die!"

An elder of the Demon Realm was furious. With a wave of his hand, the yellow bird totem appeared, and the green wind blade gathered into a tornado to pounce.

when!

Of course, Wang Tong and the other two were not matches of Wind Blade, but just as they were about to be destroyed, a huge yellow bell was covered in the sky, resisting the Wind Blade, which was extremely strong.

Although human practitioners do not have the help of supernatural powers of Dharma, they have other advantages in understanding the laws and refining weapons.

"Thank you, Elder Huang Zhong, for your help!"

Wang Tong and other golden elixirs immediately saluted another old man who was rushing to the arrival of the yellow beard.

"Hmph! Another one!"

The barbarian tribe snorted coldly and made a big sleeve.

Many vines flew out, taking the remaining barbarians and flying to the ashes camp.

"It's a bit regrettable that genius failed to kill that genius this time, but it's also good to be able to kill two Yuan Dans. Let's go back quickly!"

Now it is very close to the barbarian camp, and even the Nascent Soul monks are unwilling to stay for a long time.

Otherwise, even if the opponent's immortal ancestor doesn't take action, as long as a group of deified realms attacks, it will be enough to surround them here.

...

"Well, you are Mohe's disciple, named Fang Yuan?"

After a while of flying clouds and fog, the barbarian deification powerhouse landed in the camp and looked at the surviving Fang Yuan: "There is actually a velvet with a top-quality spiritual weapon. No wonder it can never die with one blow..."

His expression was faint, and he didn't know whether it was joy or anger.

"Thank you for your rescue, I don't know the name of Gao, senior?"

Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and went forward to salute.

"Hmph, I Mu Teng! Don't worry, Mohe and I are just a personal grudge. At this time, I will never let the public be abandoned because of my personal gain!"

Elder Mu Teng snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared.

"Okay, you all go back to the camp. If you lack the centurion, the commander will be appointed soon!"

Fang Yuan shook his head, regardless of Bei Chenyan's complicated expression, and led his men back to the camp.

"grown ups!"

A warrior immediately stepped forward: "The Wuman Commander is destined! All centurions and thousands of captains are not allowed to fight again after they come back. They practice the formation and are on standby at any time!"

"I see!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand and sent the messenger away, his face became solemn: "Finally... is the decisive battle about to begin? Unexpectedly, in the end, my barbarians couldn't hold on!"

Although this attack was only a small part of the forces in the outside world of cultivation, the barbarians still couldn't hold on anymore.

If it weren't for the attrition war, Wu Man wouldn't have started the decisive battle rashly.

In this way, the barbarians are not very optimistic in this war of cultivation.
To be continued...