The drum sound seemed to be even more shocking to the soul, and there was an ancient aura reviving, and it seemed that countless heroic spirits were called because Mu Ming approached the battlefield.

The scorching sun above my head has disappeared, and even during the day, it has an extra sense of depression.

The drowsy sky reminds people of the witch clan, which is like this all year round.

The ground roared, and countless cavalrymen stepped on the ground and made rhythmic roars.

"It will be uneasy here. I heard about something before. Next, both alchemists and pharmacists are the must-kill targets. Not only here, but also pharmacists are killed." Zhu Jiuyin turned into a green lamp and radiated light on the table in front of the wooden name. Ordinary people could not imagine that this lamp was actually a monster.

The blue bird flew back, his hands were empty.

“There are too many people.”

Mu Ming didn't say anything more, but instead greeted the blue bird: "If you take the medicinal materials again, you must refine the alchemy again, and more!"

The magic Vine said: "If this continues, you and I will be exhausted!"

Mu Ming knew this and immediately said: "Take one step at a time, this style of play should not last too long, otherwise both sides would not be able to afford it. What they want now is a victory, a big victory, which is enough to determine the trend of future wars!"

Wood name analyzed that he was calm and had been with Lao Shan Shen and others for a long time, and many things were no longer ignorant.

Magic Vine nodded, "It's good that you can understand. This war may affect our level in the near future."

Mu Ming looked over and said, "Why? Is it because the realm of God Transformation and even the realm of God Distraction is the main force of this war?"

Demon Vine said: "Whether it is the God-Land or the Return Realm, these are already counted as the peak of this world. These people cannot die too many of them. What they lack now is the accumulation of cultivators in the Divine Realm. These people lack training, so they may not last long!"

The two ended the conversation and began to control their own alchemy.

I originally thought I could participate in the war, but now... Mu Ming no longer thinks about it. Treating diseases and saving people seems to be a kind of practice.

The war spread again, there was no war in the tent, but it smelled bloody and was very strong.

The tent was opened, the air flow surging, diluting the smell of blood, and being separated from many areas.

Each area is placed according to the same cultivation level and different injuries.

The war lasted less than an hour and many people were sent.

The blue bird flew back and forth, constantly sending out elixirs refined by Mu Ming. Mu Ming himself walked back and forth, wishing he could be accompanied tens of thousands of people.

After learning that the pill was made by Mu Ming, a high-level monk no longer dared to look down on him, but instead showed a look of awe. After all, his life is in the hands of others.

However, assassination followed. When Mu Ming felt a breeze in his ear, Mu Ming felt that the qi and blood in his body were sealed. Mu Ming's elixir was dim, and the blood of the cultivators in front of him surged, and his eyes were shocked. At this time, Zhu Jiuyin took action, and the candle fire flew out. A wisp of light breeze was ignited. It was originally invisible, but suddenly it turned into smoke and became runes. Even if it was ignited, it still had power.

The green lights bloomed again, and this time, a light spot flew out and headed towards the guards around.

At this time, a hammer appeared, with a strange sound in it, which felt desolate. However, Mu Ming felt the qi and blood in his body irritated, and the previous seal disappeared, but the qi and blood were not controlled.

There were dozens of guards' eyes with blood lit up, and their cultivation was scattered and snatched, not only targeting Mu Ming, but also targeting the wounded.

The monks were furious, "This is the Barbarian God Song. I have heard it before. It's very strange. They dare to hypnotize and guard, and they are unforgivable!"

They took action and brought out magical powers, but did not kill them. However, the guards were the light of the soul. The blood in their bodies rushed out and condensed into a figure. The figure was covered in blood, with no expression, only a pair of empty eyes, with blood flashing in it.

The blood shadow pounced on one of the monks, Mu Ming was shocked. He had the impression that the monk was only at the level of divine division, but he was a rare formation master. He could arrange formations at will, almost causing countless barbarian cultivators to get lost in the strange formation, while the monks outside could attack.

However, this monk was also attacked because of this, and a high-level monk took action. If it weren't for his special formation and the intervention of the monks from Dongsheng, this man would have been dead long ago.

However, his soul was also seriously injured, and the formation master's soul was connected to the formation, and he was backfired.

"Not good!" Mu Ming knew the importance of this person, so he didn't care about that much now and threw out the green lamp on the table.

The green lamp flew out and showed Zhu Jiuyin's body. Zhu Jiuyin was a little regretful, but he stuck out his palm. The blood-colored shadow immediately rolled back and let out a shrill scream. Most of the monks here immediately had blood flowing out from their ears, and their souls were affected. The name of the wood was not much better. The cultivation in their bodies surged, as if they were about to explode, but they were protected by Zhu Jiuyin. At this time, the blood shadow took the initiative to pounce on Zhu Jiuyin.

A stream of blood-colored fluctuations spread out, forming a curse to kill Zhu Jiuyin, but black fog flew out of Zhu Jiuyin, melting the blood-colored runes.

"Curse! I'm looking for death! Backfire!"

In just a moment, the blood-colored runes burned and flew backwards, igniting the blood shadow, and the blood shadow's body melted and turned into a pool of dirty blood.

The tent became quiet and everyone saw Zhu Jiuyin. It was not good that people stood up and bowed.

The formation master barely stood up and came to Zhu Jiuyin to express his gratitude.

"It's okay, are you a formation master?" Zhu Jiuyin asked.

The formation master nodded. He was very young, only in his twenties, but his face was pale at this time.

Wood name looked at the blue bird, and the blue bird shook its wings and said, "This person refused to take pills before..."

The formation master said: "These pills are in short supply, so let those who need them take them!"

Hearing this, Mu Ming took out a pill and signaled him to take it: "I don't lack this pill for you!"

The master thanked him, then closed his eyes and meditated.

Zhu Jiuyin shook his body and changed into a green lamp again.

A monk reminded: "I'm afraid the next time I'll be targeting the monster!"

However, some people also said: "I will not be afraid of appearing here for a while. I just heard that the witch clan has joined forces with the barbarians. At that time, our opponents may not be as simple as the barbarians!"

"In comparison, the barbarians do not have much threat to us, but the witch tribe... died the most tragic deaths in their hands in previous years."

At this time, many monks started talking about the topic, and the previous depression faded a lot.

"I heard that there is a great formation against the sky in the Wood Clan. Whenever a cultivator enters it, almost no one dies. I don't know whether it is true or false. I heard that the children of their tribe can recover their cultivation and participate in the war in almost half a day!" Another said, and at this time the formation master said: "This matter is indeed true. I have seen that formation from afar. It is the most perfect formation I have ever seen. The large array can be controlled by ordinary cultivators, and it does not mean that it can fly much strength."

Everyone listened and felt novel, so they asked, "Why is this? If the formation eyes do not limit their cultivation, then wouldn't it be easy to be taken away?"

The formation master sighed, "There is a formation spirit in that formation, and all the bloodlines of the Wood Clan can be recognized by it, so the foreign clan cannot control it!" At this point, the formation master paused for a moment before saying, "Not only that, there are such formations among those big clans, and those formations can attack and defend. If you wait until the moment you have to, those formations will be the ultimate killing formation!"

Everyone sighed and realized that the power of the big family was too terrible.

The magic Vine said: "I'm afraid it's related to sacrifices?"

The formation master nodded slightly, "This is the world of aristocratic families. The royal family integrates the power of sacrifice into the earth and nurtures the earth. They also pay more attention to ordinary people, so they cannot squander it, but the aristocratic families are different."

Obviously, the formation master belonged to the royal family, and his tone was a little helpless.

In fact, most of the people here are royal forces. Most of them are children of small families who have accepted the royal family's orders before coming here.

"In this way, aren't we conquering the world for these aristocratic families?"

Some people are dissatisfied and always feel that it is unfair.

An old monk shook his head: "You can't say that completely. When you wait for that day, you will understand that no matter whether it is aristocratic family, royal family, or even casual cultivators, everyone is a monk of Dongsheng. Everyone's roots are here. If Dongsheng is gone, we will be a dog of a loser. The barbarians and witch clans do not care about that force. They have never been ruthless in dealing with us, as they have been there since ancient times."

Someone nodded, echoed and said, "This is true, and the reason why the royal family can become a royal family has its own reasons. Only those who can be recognized by the origin of this world are called group change. Otherwise... why are those aristocratic families the existence of the default royal family!"

Everyone felt it was reasonable, and the doubts in their hearts disappeared.

However, at this time, hundreds of monks sent him for free.

The alchemists took action one after another, and the Mu Ming and the Magic Vine looked at each other. The Blue Bird understood and took the herbs again, and this time there were more.

"Dynasty Master, do you need help? I see that the catastrophe that day has been very different, and it must be a strange phenomenon that only the elixirs without missing pills!"

Mu Ming was about to refuse, but then said, "It's a blessing, but you can't force me!"

"This is natural, we will do our part, otherwise we will not be at ease!"

Mu Ming Xiaoxiao, expressing gratitude.

At this time, the magic vine changed its body again, and Mu Ming tried his best to activate his cultivation and began to activate his own alchemy technique.
Chapter completed!