Feng Xiaoyao had just sent other monks to replace Xia Yu, because only when he and his wife joined forces could they truly exert their strength. At this point in the battle, there was nothing to say on both sides.

Soon, the last two new forces of the Central Plains and Liaoji monks collided fiercely. Although there was a late-stage Nascent Soul Master on the opposite side, there were Feng Xiaoyao and his wife, and two mid-stage Nascent Soul monks on the side, so they could barely deal with it.

So, Li Si disappeared again without hesitation and rushed towards other shields. This time it went very smoothly, and the other Nascent Soul monks were released one by one by Li Si.

At this moment, a sharp roar suddenly came from the sky behind the Liaoji monk, and then the light flashed, and more than a dozen escape lights of different colors shot towards the place quickly.

And before he got close, someone shouted loudly: "Several masters, stop, something happened to the tribe, things have changed!" This man seemed to want everyone to hear it, and actually used some secret technique to shout out words.

These escape lights were extremely fast and shot into the battlefield. Suddenly, the monks on both sides heard it very clearly. Most of them stopped temporarily in shock and looked over with some surprise.

The old man in mask pulled away decisively and immediately ejaculated more than ten feet. He looked at Feng Xiaoyao and other monks on the opposite side for a few glances, and then turned into a shocking rainbow to meet the visitor.

Feng Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment and did not chase after the other monks. The old masked man was not defeated just now, and even had a little advantage. It is impossible to get anything to chase after him now.

The monks who just delivered the letter clearly made them hear what they said just now. There must be something strange. Let’s see what happened before talking about it! But since the Liaoji tribe was mentioned, was there something important? Feng Xiaoyao vaguely guessed something.

Li Si also stared at the masked old man with a different face, staring at him facing the dozens of escape lights. The lights of escape lights were glittering, revealing more than a dozen Liaoji monks in different costumes.

The cultivator in red in the lead was actually in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation, which surprised Li Si secretly. The cultivator with such a high level of cultivation did not appear in the previous battle, which was a bit strange.

Could it be an important figure who stayed behind? But this also shows that the possibility of the other party cheating was extremely small. Several great monks in the sky also stopped and said nothing.

When he saw the monk in red, the old man in mask was shocked and showed an incredible expression. However, before he could say anything, the monk in red flew to the old man in mask and sent a few words with his lips slightly moving.

Immediately afterwards, the monk in red took out a jade slip from his body and handed it to the masked old man. After taking the jade slip, the old man immersed himself in it. After a while, his face turned ashen. After a few words of voice to the monk in red, the old man in mask suddenly turned around and flew towards Feng Xiaoyao again in a haze.

"We don't need to fight anymore and stop the battle immediately, otherwise the snipe and clam fight and the fisherman will benefit." The Liaoji divine master fled to Feng Xiaoyao and said with an ugly expression.

"What do you mean? If you want a truce, you have to give the next reason?" Feng Xiaoyao's eyes flashed for a moment and asked in confusion.

Now the scene seems to be the winner or loser, and even Liaoji has a slight advantage. Therefore, Feng Xiaoyao did not feel that the other party retreated because of fear.

"Hmph! Now there is a third party who wants the fisherman to benefit." Anger flashed across the old man's face under the mask, and he calmed down and said.

"Third party?" Feng Xiaoyao frowned when he heard this.

The old man in mask stopped talking nonsense, but his lips moved slightly and sent a voice to Feng Xiaoyao. Feng Xiaoyao heard only a few words and then started to scream, unable to remain calm anymore.

"What? Is there such a thing?"

"It's over, is there any need for me to lie to you?" The old man in mask said angrily, his tone was very corrupt.

Feng Xiaoyao frowned with his eyebrows. After pondering for a moment, he resolutely raised his hand and released a talisman. The talisman soared into the sky and suddenly turned into several fireworks-like fireworks in the air.

The monks who were still taking action immediately stopped when they saw this scene and quickly retreated towards the monk camp. The monks who had already stopped also rushed to retreat.

The Liaoji monk on the opposite side did not know what other methods were used to inform him, and he also retreated silently. The two sides paused their wars, and in a blink of an eye, the two formations immediately became empty.

The two sides seemed to have returned to the situation before the war, separated on both sides, but their men lost a lot, which could be considered to have damaged their vitality. However, not many high-level monks were killed or injured. The Liaoji camp was fine, although everyone was hesitant, they could still keep quiet.

But although everyone retreated as they said, they couldn't help but get upset at this moment and they were talking about it. Some high-level monks simply surrounded Feng Xiaoyao and asked what was wrong.

However, Feng Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, which made the monks around him very dissatisfied. At this time, the three cultivators in the sky were all floating down from the air without any harm. The Central Plains camp immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone showed a sense of peace of mind. The masters from Liaoji also turned back from the air for nothing, and the people of Liaoji naturally couldn't help but cheer.

Seeing that the three great monks had turned around safely, Feng Xiaoyao finally spoke, but in order to avoid causing panic, this news can only be circulated in a small range for the time being. Therefore, only the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and several monks with special identities were gathered together.

Feng Xiaoyao released the sound insulation cover and took out a few small flags from his body, forming a restriction to isolate it from the outside. A group of people discussed the bad news he had just obtained from the Liaoji people in front of the formation.

Li Si's performance in the war today was naturally unreproachably attended the meeting. There were nearly thirty monks here, and these people represented most of the forces participating in the war.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, what happened? Why did the Liaoji people suddenly not want to fight again?" Zhang Zixing asked first.

"It's a bit strange. We have already reached this point. Is the other party still trying to make peace?" Old Demon Wan Huan also became a little suspicious.

"The other party is not a delusion, but whether we want to make peace or not is afraid, it will be impossible." Feng Xiaoyao smiled bitterly and sighed.

"What's going on? Are there any other forces really intervening?" Zhang Zixing frowned and asked in surprise.
Chapter completed!