The old demon Wan Huan's loud shout was obviously a secret technique, and it was like a shaking sky and earth, shaking the sky and ground within a radius of dozens of miles, and they were all buzzing. The spells from both sides were interrupted by his loud shout.

Even some Liao Ji monks with low cultivation level shook their bodies a few times and were almost shocked to fall from mid-air.

Hearing the challenge of the old demon of Wanhuan, the man in black frowned, and then said calmly: "I will fight with the three great monks of the Central Plains sooner or later, but I must stay and preside over the war and can't take the battle. Therefore, I still have to trouble Mr. Jinghong to take action. I have long heard of Mr. Phantom Demon's magical magical skills. It is easy to deal with one person."

"Since you have made an agreement with you, I will naturally take action. I also want to see how the magical powers of the first demon cultivator in the Central Plains are." The handsome young man raised his eyebrows and said coldly, with a red light flashing through his eyes, and his whole person slowly took off and flew towards the opposite side.

The middle-aged monk and the barefoot man followed him, and without saying a word, turned into two white lights and followed. Zhang Zixing and the other two opposite him saw this and turned into a storm and fled into the sky. Soon, the six people disappeared into the clouds and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But not long after the nearby sky began to change color, sometimes it was red, sometimes it was yellow and green, and from time to time there were bursts like thunder, and various dazzling light flashed by.

The six monks in the sky fought, and the army of monks at low altitude and on the ground also began a great battle, but this was not like a single or several monks fighting. Teams of monks cooperated with each other, and huge light shields slowly rose from the camps of both sides.

The monks on the Central Plains first completed the protection. This is not to say that the monks of the Central Plains cast faster than those of the monks of Liaoji, but most of the protective arrays set up by the monks of the Central Plains are composed of array equipment. In this way, it will naturally be a little faster than the opponent's.

Feng Xiaoyao, who presided over the battle, naturally launched an attack without hesitation. Various large-scale attack secret techniques, various light columns, and surging demon fire were sacrificed one after another. There were also various treasure attacks, and the protective light covers of monks covered the entire monk camp.

The Liaoji army was just a step later in the Taoist movements than the Central Plains, but for a moment it was a situation of being beaten. The Central Plains army's offensive was very fierce. Under such a terrible offensive, even the Nascent Soul cultivators dared not take these attacks head-on.

However, the Liaoji monks are not vegetarians, and various rare secret techniques are emerging one after another. There are also some ancient joint formations, which are very powerful. Many Central Plains monks' faces change slightly, but the pressure on the Liaoji army has greatly reduced.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaoyao's face was slightly dark, and he immediately commanded a team of 1,000 people from the monk camp to come out. Everyone held a few feet long array flag and quickly formed a huge magic circle, and then everyone threw the array flag in their hands into the air.

A large yellow light curtain appeared above the Central Plains camp, like a giant shield, adding another layer of protection to the Central Plains army. At this time, tens of thousands of spikes were shot out on the opposite side at the same time, followed by ice hockey and fireballs.

Suddenly, fire waves and ice fog covered the entire Central Plains army, and the dense spikes shot towards them with great difficulty.

"It seems that the fight outside is very popular!" Li Si murmured to himself. At this time, he stood quietly, and stared at the pink wall in front of him. There was no sign of panic after being trapped on his face.

At this time, he had probably known the plans of the Liaoji people, and the last bit of worry in his heart was gone. Moreover, although the Liaoji people used this method and must have been full of confidence in the shield, Li Si was not worried at all to break the ban.

As long as he uses the cloud-piercing cone to stab the cover wall, it will probably lose its effectiveness in less than a quarter of an hour. However, when to go out is a careful thing, now it is not the better the earlier you go out.

Although Li Si was willing to do his part, he also did not want to be cannon fodder and died in chaos during the start of the confrontation. After all, this is not a fight alone, just dealing with one opponent.

If at the beginning, he was targeted by several Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time, or was attacked by hundreds or thousands of cultivators at the same time, even if he had a treasure, no matter how many means he had, it would be extremely dangerous.

Only after avoiding the chaos at the beginning, most of the high-level monks were in the fight, they were more stable when they went out, and the possibility of being besieged would be greatly reduced.

The thunder and the sound of thunder just now and the sound of various fighting bursts were really amazing. Even if Li Si was here, he could still feel the walls trembling slightly. He just didn't know which side released such an amazing attack. I guess the other side would definitely not feel good if he had to take such a powerful attack.

Thinking of this, Li Si sighed, when will this battle end completely? He really doesn't like this chaotic battle, he just wants to practice peacefully.

Now, he just hopes that the battle will end soon, and then he can go into seclusion and refine the spirit-breaking cone. At that time, the sky is high and I can fly directly to the spiritual world, and pursue a larger space.

Li Si began to think about it in the wall. After another half an hour, Li Si finally decided to go out. Li Si took out the cloud-piercing cone. Although he thought it would work, he didn't expect it to come out so easily.

So when Li Sigang flew over, he was a little confused. Fortunately, he reacted in time. Because Li Si had not seen clearly the situation outside the shield, he heard a few startled screams in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, various bursts, roars, and countless loud shouts and roars penetrated into his ears at the same time, from far or near. At the same time, several attacks greeted Li Si directly. Li Si hurriedly flashed to the side, looked closely, and couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, he was surrounded by more than a dozen Liaoji monks. Fortunately, these monks had different cultivation levels. There were two in the Dan-Cultivation Stage, and the rest were in the Foundation Establishment Stage. They all held a formation flag in their hands, as if they were preparing to launch some formation attack. After Li Si flew out of the shield, he was actually just above these people.

Li Si ignored them and looked around for a moment, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He saw that wherever his eyes were, whether in the sky or on the ground, were densely filled with monks.

Various spiritual treasures flashed continuously, and various bursts of sounds were rising one after another. The monks or several people or groups of people from both sides formed countless battle groups of all sizes and big battles, and they completely fought together.

Li Si couldn't see which side had the upper hand for a while. He didn't look much, but just glanced at it, then took his eyes back and looked at the nearby Liaoji monks coldly.
Chapter completed!