mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 97

Long before the start of the war, Lu Yunze and Han Li and Dong Xuan'er had discussed the strategy for this war.

Four words, touch the fish and paddle!

Mix until the end of the war is considered a victory!

For this reason, Lu Yunze specially asked for a Huangfenggu yellow shirt from Han Li. Standing together, the three of them looked like an ordinary Huangfenggu team of three at first glance.

When the scuffle started, the three of them mixed in the crowd and charged along with the large force, rushing forward to the back of the line.

Afterwards, the monks of the Seven Sects were suppressed and beaten by the demon cultivator on the opposite side. Because the three of them relied on the Queen Mother, they had no chance to make a move.

It wasn't until Zhou Jingtian slashed through the demon formation with a sword that the situation began to reverse, and the seven factions and the demons fell into an extremely chaotic battle.

It was only then that Lu Yunze and the three began to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the monks of the Demonic Dao, and they met three monks from the Demonic Flame Sect who were almost identical in stature and appearance.

At the beginning, everyone fought dangerously, and all kinds of strange tricks were used one after another, and the fight was very lively.

Fighting and fighting, the two sides gradually showed signs of decline, and then one of the demon cultivators of the Demon Flame Sect suddenly exerted force, releasing a large piece of crimson magic fire, and Lu Yunze counterattacked with an ice rain technique.

Han Li raised his hand and sacrificed several magic weapons, and the demon cultivator on the opposite side took out a fire flag, and summoned a large amount of magic fire while shaking it.

Then the two sides began to show signs of decline.

After repeated pulling and pulling like this several times, people on both sides came to their senses!

As a result, fighting skills became dangerous in an instant. If you cast a spell, I will release magic fire. When you attack with an imperial weapon, I will release waves with my backhand.

Fighting and fighting, the six of them fought all the way from the center of the battlefield to the edge of the battlefield.

In the middle, if one of the parties wants to come for reinforcements, the other party will immediately be overwhelmed, and it will not continue to be evenly divided until everyone has gone away.

People on both sides even had enough energy to communicate with each other, chatting about family matters.

"The friend on the opposite side is Li Wuya in the Lower Yellow Maple Valley, and the other two are my junior brother Li Feiyu and junior sister Nan Gongyue."

"It turned out to be Li Daoyou, who was disarmed at the Demon Flame Sect, and the other two were my younger brothers, Xie B and Xie C."

"Good name!"

"Each each other!"

Lu Yunze and the leading cultivator of the Demon Flame Sect looked at each other, and there was a bit of sympathy between the two.

Who is not a laborer who just wants to fish and paddle?

"Friend Daoist Xie, do you think it would be more appropriate for us to fight?"

"Run further outside, there are too many people in the Ghost Spirit Sect in this place."

"Row!"

Both sides showed their power at the same time, and one after another spiritual light and magic fire exploded in the air, and a group of six people retreated while fighting, fighting all the way to the outermost edge of the battlefield.

At this moment, something happened on the battlefield of the alchemy cultivators in midair.

The evil spirit transformed by the boy Xuanhuo has astonishing supernatural powers, and even has a near-immortal body.

Even if the rich old man had the dragon and phoenix double rings in his hands, he could barely protect himself at this moment, being so oppressed by the overwhelming purple-black magic fire that he couldn't breathe.

The other four were entangled to death by more than a dozen flying centipedes released by the skinny old man of the Yulingzong.

Those centipedes were about three feet long, with wings on their backs, they escaped like the wind, and breathed out yellow poisonous smoke, surrounding the four alchemy monks.

After the black-robed youth released the nine-headed giant snake to join the battle group, the situation of the four seven-sect alchemy became more precarious.

If it wasn't for the old man surnamed Luo from Spirit Beast Mountain to notify his disciples in time to release a few high-level spirit beasts of level five or six, barely holding back a dozen or so flying centipedes, they would have been defeated long ago.

If the situation here is barely a stalemate, then the battle group of dozens of alchemy monks in the sky is completely one-sided.

The billowing black air was mixed with the sky-filled demonic fire, and there were faint streaks of blood energy surging back and forth endlessly.Only the occasional flashes of aura indicated that the Qidan's Jie Dan was still resisting, but it obviously couldn't last long.

The rich old man was very anxious and felt very strange at the same time.

The monks of the seven sects are indeed much weaker than the demons, but they also have an advantage in numbers, so they shouldn't be defeated so quickly.

Black clouds billowed in the sky, and with a shrill scream, more than a dozen escaping lights escaped from the black clouds.

The rich old man turned pale with fright, before he could react to what was going on, he heard the evil ghost transformed by the mysterious fire boy laugh wildly, and instantly turned into a flame and rushed into the black cloud.

The dark clouds in the sky began to surge up at an extremely fast speed.More than [-] vague figures can be seen faintly, standing in the black cloud.

"What's going on?" the rich old man asked with an ugly face.

The pale-faced Feng Biyun coughed twice, and said, "People of the devil way are cheating, those are not magic cultivators at all, but more than twenty corpses that are poisoned! We were caught off guard, and most of the magic weapons were destroyed by the drama. Poison pollution, the power was greatly damaged, and seven or eight fellow daoists died on the spot. We rushed out with great difficulty."

"Corpse refinement? Where did they get so many high-level corpse refiners?" the rich old man murmured in disbelief.

Accompanied by Xuanhuo boy's wild laughter, the black cloud suddenly fell from the sky, pressing down on the crowd.

The rich old man was startled, and quickly waved to everyone, "Go! Withdraw to the big formation!"

Numerous alchemy cultivators turned into light, and fled towards the direction of the seven faction formation.

Seeing this scene, several Jie Dan who were entangled by the nine-headed giant snake and the flying centipede hurriedly tried their best to block their opponents.The old man surnamed Luo from Spirit Beast Mountain gritted his teeth and left behind the Spirit Beast Hall, which allowed everyone to evacuate safely.

The skinny old man and the black-robed youth were suspended in mid-air, their postures were leisurely, without any intention of chasing them.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, so many Foundation Establishment cultivators and seven or eight Alchemy Formation cultivators died in this battle, it should be barely enough." The skinny old man asked with a smile.

The black-robed youth also nodded with a smile, "That's natural. In this battle, Fellow Daoist Xuanhuo's 36-shot Burning Sky Banner and Fellow Daoist Wu's Xuanjia Flying Cedar both gave me a lot of insight, and now it's time for the two fellow Daoists See my Ghost Spirit Sect's Qianling Xuesha is in a big formation!"

The skinny old man waved his hand, and said modestly: "Fellow Daoist, you are welcome. My Xuanjia Flying Pendant just consumed the opponent's mana. How can it compare to the Burning Heaven Banner of Fellow Daoist Xuanhuo?"

"Speaking of it, I don't know where Fellow Daoist Xuanhuo brought so many high-level refining corpses. If you can defeat the seven faction coalition forces this time, Fellow Daoist Xuanhuo should take the lead."

The young man in black robe glanced at the skinny old man and saw that his face was normal, as if he just said these words unintentionally.

"What Fellow Daoist Wu said is true." The black-robed youth said with a smile.

"Hahaha...don't say it! Don't say it! Let the old man experience the wonderful method of Ghost Spirit Gate."

The skinny old man laughed and changed the subject.

The young man in black didn't want to be entangled in this matter, so he slapped the storage bag immediately, and a jet-black formation flag more than ten feet high flew out.

At the same time, the Demonic Cultivators of Ghost Spirit Sect on the ground rose to the sky one after another, holding a handful of formation flags several feet long, and slammed into the sky.

Following a burst of blinding black light, a huge black mask instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of the black-robed youth's mouth.From the corner of his eyes, he unconsciously glanced at the Xuanhuo boy in the sky.

Inside the mask, Lu Yunze looked at the pitch-black wall that was only a few steps away in front of him. After a moment of contemplation, he couldn't help but say:
"Gan!"

(End of this chapter)