Mu Ming is growing up, and he has experienced more things, and the pattern of things gradually changes.

In addition to the Red Leaf World, there are three thousand Dao Realms, and there is also a central realm, followed by foreign tribes, immortal tribes, demon tribes, and demon tribes, and here is the god tribe.

Nowadays, there are barbarians and witch tribes around the wood name, and the circle can be large or small.

And after practicing, there is another step waiting for you. Just like the world known by Mu Ming, there are so many mysterious colors outside.

It was getting dark, and a few monsters took out some old wine, drank in this courtyard, and were unrestrained.

Mu Ming didn't stop him, he just watched quietly, just like too often, watching quietly.

The same is true for the Demon Vine. He is so different from the monsters here. He has lived for a lifetime, and he still has deep thoughts in his heart.

The bonfire was burning quietly, with only the strong smell of wine, and no one disturbed him. The fire lark drank too much and was almost roasted by Liu Er. However, when it was thrown into the fire, the flames were absorbed by his body. Liu Er remembered that this monster was born to control the flames.

After all, Liu Er still fought with the White Ape. Before he could fight, he felt the evil spirit on the White Ape's body. Liu Er did not have this, so he gave up, but he gave up some stone skins, which were black and didn't look special at all.

The puppy barked and Liu'er gave some generously, but they were all eaten by the little guy.

Everyone was surprised. The stone skin was extremely hard, otherwise it would not have been taken by the white ape. It was to be integrated into the weapons, but it was eaten by the puppy, and it didn't take much effort, which made people feel incredible.

Only Mu Ming knew that this guy was not a simple character. This guy had devoured countless lives at the beginning, but strangely, Mu Ming felt that there were not many evil spirits. Logically speaking, so many unjust souls should have cause and effect, but the power in this guy's body was extremely pure.

The sound of the trumpet began to sound. Except for Wushuang City, several other major city passes began to prepare for war. Countless monks gathered, and these monks were all children of various major families. The number was terrifying. In addition, countless cultivators gathered.

The disciples of the First Guanzhong Academy gathered independently, and the monsters kept roaring in the valley. Finally, they all walked out of the first level and then came outside Wushuang City. As for the other major cities, the monks guarding the city also began to gather.

The drum sound began to sound, and a big drum flew out, flew out of the Pojun City Pass, and landed outside Wushuang City. Hundreds of monks sat cross-legged on it. It was the drum sound and their hearts.

A sharp sword flew out from Guanzhong, Zhu Shencheng, with the spirit of killing, hundreds of monks sat cross-legged on it, silently pinching the sword technique.

In the Juetian City Pass, a large formation flew out, sealing the heavens and locking the void.

Five talisman papers of different colors flew out from Tianyuan City. The talisman paper merged into the world, and five chains appeared in the world, sealing the rear of the monks.

A bloody battle flag flew out from Sangman City, sweeping across the earth.

A willow tree flew out from the south pass of the city and stood in charge.

A statue of the open-shangcheng Pass soared into the air, ripples spread out, and in the last Yihu Pass, a golden pillar stood tall and wide.

For a time, the defense of the Great City Pass reached its peak. When the call 4th, the Giant Rock City radiated fluctuations, isolating all power. Even the Supreme Realm could not fly. A unified area was formed there, and no one could cross the Dongsheng, unless the extreme realm was broken here and the nine city passes were broken.

The monks in the city felt angry and were different from usual, and they felt a sense of passion, a sense of depression, and a sense of anxiety.

But no one said anything, and it was no longer possible to stop it.

The racial war of ten years and the 100 years has begun.

The void was cut above the Daotian Pavilion on the left, and countless monks saw cracks appearing in the sky and could not heal.

On the Pingsha land on the right, the Lu Zhanmen was already covered in blood, but here was still calm, but everyone knew that this was just the peace before the storm. If it was not calm here, then neither the barbarians nor the witches, nor the Dongsheng, could be stopped and could only continue to fight.

During these three days, Bluebird found the Wood Name and introduced hundreds of alchemy masters to the Wood Name. This is part of them. Bluebird said there were at least a thousand alchemy masters, but all the high-level alchemy masters were sent to the army.

These people do not have the same spirit as they used to, but encourage each other.

If too many people die, they will be killed. They are worshipped in the extreme realm and live a pampering life on weekdays. However, if you are lazy and lazy at critical moments, you may be the first to be killed by your family, not those traitors!

Mu Ming felt their differences. They showed respect after seeing the seal on Mu Ming's waist. Many people here also held that small seal, which seemed to be their leader.

The children of aristocratic families were leaving the city one after another, and there were swords and axes behind them. The children of aristocratic families were not allowed to retreat, otherwise they would be killed.

Moreover, they were in the forefront and each fought each other, but their strength was terrifying. Almost no large clan was less than 100,000, which made people look at it.

At this time, many monks realized that Dongsheng was the world of aristocratic families. These aristocratic families had too much accumulation and could almost become a country of their own.

Not only the Kingdom of God, but also the monks from the other nine major countries gathered, and the number reached an unprecedented huge. Some of them were in the space treasures before. At this time, the treasures were sacrificed one by one, and countless monks fell on the earth outside the city like rain. Mountains were occupied, some occupied the void, some occupied the jungle, and then they were all waiting quietly.

The top ten city lords appeared, representing the power of a country and the power of the royal family.

They made seals and practiced on the heads of countless monks. Suddenly, the wind and thunder were lit up. Altars appeared one by one and were lit. There were ten total seats. They bowed devoutly. Soon, ten scrolls flew out of the ten altars and stood in front of a city lord.

Ten city lords opened the scroll at one time, first the scroll of the first level. After the scroll was opened, a phantom appeared, wearing a crown and holding a long sword, looking at the direction of the barbarians from afar, slowly spit out a word: "Fight!"

The second scroll was also opened, and a phantom still appeared, and then a word was spit out: "War!"

The third scroll opened, the fourth scroll opened, and until the tenth scroll opened, it was still a phantom, and then a word was spit out: "War!"

At this moment, the phantoms glanced at each other for a week and finally spoke in unison: "Kill!"

This sound is in one place, the world is silent, and then the crowd bursts, countless sounds gather, and in the end there is only one: "Kill!"

The drum sounded, the battle flag spread, the sword energy roared, the old tree swayed, and the sound was gathered into a killing aura, rushing straight to the direction of the barbarians.

Ten city lords resulted in the scroll. At this time, the phantom was once again immersed in the scroll. One of the city lords said: "Everyone, the old rules?"

"Old rules!"

Everyone spoke in unison, and then they flew to the front of their respective forces, without any extra words, but each beat the war drums.

roar!

A wave of warriors began to yell, and they walked along before as vanguards! Then there were the children of the aristocratic families, but they were not surrounded, but divided into three forces, representing their respective forces, some supporting Daotian Pavilion, and some supporting Lu Zhanmen.

Before, they all used the formation gate here and settled down again, and at this time they were about to go to the battlefield.

The Lord of Wushuang waved his hand, and countless monks began to walk forward, and many commanders stepped forward, and they each led their troops.

Several generals in armor stepped forward again and led the way. In addition, countless swords and axes were at the end, and they were casual cultivators, and the casual cultivators were alchemists.

However, Mu Ming also saw some alchemists rising up in the air and falling into various armies. The power of those people was eye-catching, and they had terrible combat power.

Mu Ming and others were in the last area, and dust was rolling in front of them, but no one cared about it.

All there is only uniform pace, resonating with the drums.

Mu Ming and others only felt that their blood was boiling, and even the monsters did not voluntarily growled.

The monsters have a special status, but they all asked to join the war. The monsters were dispersed and divided into various armies. However, the monsters that were not in the divine realm gathered together and gathered with alchemists who were not in the divine realm.

At this time, a horn sound came from the front, but the barbarian army also drove out.

The killing aura suddenly spread out, and the war began to be handed over in a short hand, without any extra traces. At this moment, after the army set out to leave the city, the two armies began to confront each other head-on.

Mu Ming heard the roar, and the smell of blood spread directly.

Mu Ming and others stopped, and a monk appeared and quickly set up a tent.

And not long after, a monk was sent, vaguely and dying, with a solemn name, knowing that the war was too different from before.

Mu Ming didn't say much, and directly started to treat and ignored others. He also began to arrange a large array. The blue bird brought countless crystals, all of which were the best crystals, but they all started to consume.

The wooden name set up a large formation, and inside the tent, the monsters were summoned one after another.

No one disobeyed because there were swords and axe masters at the entrance of the camp. When Mu Ming saw someone showing his seal, the swords and axe masters directly killed the two alchemists. After that, the rest of the people dared not have any thoughts.

Only then did Mu Ming realize that these alchemists had a special status at this time, and their alchemy skills were recognized.

The magic vine is next to Mu Ming. As for the White Ape and others, Mu Ming asked them to leave, allowing them to temper themselves in the battlefield, and at the same time, he also contributed his work. Mu Ming put away all his kindness. This is the battlefield, only life and death.

"It's not a solution to continue like this!" The demon vine's hands were covered in blood and became solemn at this time.

Mu Ming said: "We only have the joint force but don't know the formation, but which alchemists I need to cooperate!"

"I'll talk to them!" The demon vine left.

Mu Ming greeted the blue bird and said directly: "I told the city lord that this matter cannot be treated separately. It requires the strength of all alchemists!"

The bluebird took out the token and closed his eyes. After a moment, the bluebird said: "It is feasible, those who violate the order will be killed!" Its voice spread throughout this place.

Mu Ming understood that at this time the Magic Vine came with those with seals. They were sweating on their foreheads and seemed to be exhausted.

"Sir, the formation you arranged is..." Some people asked, and their cultivation has reached the realm of transformation of the gods, but at this time they respected Wood Name very much. Wood Name said: "The Great Array of Refining the Sky!"

The man pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The demon vine quietly transmitted a message: "I'm careless, I guess I'm afraid of death, and I'm thinking about looking for you as a scapegoat!"

Mu Ming glanced around and saw bloody monks everywhere, and some people began to die. Mu Ming naturally understood that these alchemists were afraid because if a certain number of monks died, someone would be killed. How many people were cured were recorded on the record.

"Removing the camp, summoning the monsters, I don't know the formation!"

The wooden name opened its mouth directly, and many blue birds got the news and began to fly everywhere, some sent messages, and some transferred the wounded.

Wood name was secretly shocked. These blue birds have become spirits, but that's fine.

At this time, the wood name and the magic vine began to carve the formation, and the crystal stones were thrown into some nodes, densely packed. If you look down from the sky, the original camp tent would have disappeared, but there was a 100-mile formation with the early years and countless light spots that appeared in place.

"Can it work?" Mo Teng's scalp was numb, and Mu Ming couldn't understand it, but he could only bite the bullet.

"I need everyone to do their best. If they are lazy, our heads will not be able to be kept!" Mu Ming said again: "This formation requires the alchemy to be condensed at any time. If there is a node that is cut off, then... you don't have to wait to ask for the crime, and you will be directly retaliated!"

Someone was shocked and said, "What if I am exhausted?"

Mu Ming said seriously: "So someone needs to replace him, and change a group of people every six hours, so that he can be fine!"

Everyone could accept it when they heard it, so they stopped saying anything.

Then they each chose a node, and when everyone fell into the formation.

Mu Ming shouted loudly, and runes suddenly appeared all over his body. Mu Ming vomited blood and was hit by the formation at the first time. Unlike others, he was in charge of the formation eyes, and the magic vine was shocked on the other side, but fortunately Mu Ming closed his eyes at this time and his breath stabilized.

At this time, the monks lying on the ground began to improve by themselves, but more and more warriors were sent. The alchemists did not dare to be careless. At this time, they found that all their minds were connected with the formation here, and their power was involuntarily output. They felt that they could no longer look back at this time, and they just hoped that there would not be too many warriors sent.

At the same time, the alchemists brought by those aristocratic families also began to not know the formation. They each formed seals, and large formations appeared one by one and began to treat the children of their clan. However, some aristocratic families were treated by the alchemists themselves. After all, not every family had a large formation, and sometimes the role of the large formation was not as useful as a single treatment.

The most eye-catching one is the large formation of the Wood Clan, which is almost everywhere, and they even began to accept some foreign children.

However, at this time, Mu Lingzhi in the formation opened his eyes: "Good boy, he actually underestimated him. A high-level formation was born!"

He felt the fluctuations in Mu Ming. Although the formation was not big, it had different powers.

The Lord of Wushuang also noticed this and said softly: "It seems that my choice is not wrong. Although these alchemists are low-level priests, they are not worse than those big clans. They are just under a lot of pressure. And they can only treat low-level disciples. However, if this formation is available, some masters can be allowed to enter, or transfer him away and go to the center of the battlefield."

Real masters are rarely injured in fighting styles. If they are injured, they are almost fatal. At this time, these masters will choose to heal themselves in a secluded place, or have high-level alchemists take action, but low-level monks are different.

"If the aristocratic families gather into a rope, it might be much better!" A city lord also said. They were quite helpless in sending messages to each other. They represented the royal family, but the royal family was very afraid of the power of these aristocratic families and could never concentrate their power.

However, soon, these people moved, because some amazing characters appeared in the opponent's camp.
Chapter completed!