When the Great War is underway.

From the beginning, the complete dominance of the mutant monsters has become balanced, and there is even a faint tendency to dump on the other side.

With the increase in the number of demon soldiers, the strength of mutant monsters has gradually been weakened. Each mutant monster was surrounded by at least hundreds of ordinary monsters plus one or two cultivators.

They saw the attack of the stitches, helped each other, were not controlled by the demon and cooperated tacitly.

Just when the battlefield was in a long stalemate, Qingyue's dragon roar was heard in the distance, and various shouts of killing were heard.

The battle on the battlefield was fierce, but it couldn't hide the sound of agitation, and some cultivators and monsters took the time to look at it curiously.

The Ao Long Demon King and the demon generals also looked over.

Especially Ao Long, when he heard the Qingyue dragon chant, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he vaguely guessed who was coming.

It didn't take long for the movement to come out.

Ao Ling, the Three Demon Gods, Li Mian, the Four Seas Alliance and other masters finally arrived at the scene, and as soon as they saw the situation in front of them, they chose to join the battlefield without saying a word.

With their support, the Alliance of Cultivators was undoubtedly strengthened. However, the fact that the mutant monsters are too rebellious, and even with the addition of powerful reinforcements, it only makes the already precarious balance a little more stable.

As soon as Ao Ling entered the battlefield, he maximized his entity and gathered his strength to deal with a rhinoceros demon that became a spirit, and a golden dragon was particularly dazzling on the battlefield.

The demon king also noticed it and asked, "That little golden dragon, but your subordinates?"

Ao Long had already noticed it, and replied lightly: "It's not mine." ”

"Not yours?" the Demon King was surprised: "Who else could it be?"

Ao Long raised his chin and pointed to Ying Xiaochuan: "Oh, his." ”

The demon king looked at Ao Ling, and then at Ying Xiaochuan, and suddenly understood.

At this time, some people who were guarding in front of the TV also recognized Ao Ling.

"Look, the little golden dragon is here. ”

"Why is such a big one called a little golden dragon?"

"Lord Ryujin is a big golden dragon, of course this is a little golden dragon!"

"Oh. ”

"The little golden dragon saved our town before!"

"It seems to be good friends with the man in white! Sure enough, the people who are fans of me will have no problem with their character!"

On the battlefield, the battle was fierce.

Ying Xiaochuan controlled the golden wheel and also entered the battlefield, but he didn't target a certain monster, because the golden wheel's attack power was comprehensive and selective, so every attack he hit evenly on each mutant monster.

Doing so greatly relieved the pressure of other cultivators to attack.

When Ying Xiaochuan was engrossed in controlling the golden wheel, a figure unconsciously approached him.

"Men in white!" a cheerful call erupted in his ears.

Ying Xiaochuan turned his head in surprise and saw a young cultivator with thick eyebrows and big eyes standing next to him at some point.

He was coming over with an excited face.

"You are?"

"I'm your fan!!"

“？？？”

What the two didn't know was that because the man in white was in the limelight in this big battle, there was a separate satellite camera that followed him throughout the whole process.

His every move was under the noses of tens of millions of people.

This includes reactions and every word spoken.

All after a delay of a few seconds, it is played out clearly.

The fanatical fan said: "To be precise, I'm a casual cultivator, and I didn't want to participate in any Deepavali battle, after all, I have no grudge against monsters." However, I've been watching live broadcasts, and I saw you, and all of a sudden, I found an idol!"

An unknown practitioner who has managed to catch up with his idol is suffering from the intense jealousy of thousands of fans.

"Oh, then?"

Ying Xiaochuan's reaction sounded calm, but in fact, he didn't react at all to what the situation was.

"My idol is fighting, how can I not come to fight? I'll bring my good friend with me and help you!" The big-eyed cultivator finished smiling, pointed ahead and said, "Look, the one in front who fights with a cane is my good friend." ”

I see.

Ying Xiaochuan smiled: "Thank you very much." ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome. The big-eyed cultivator was flattered and said: "Actually, it's not just me, there are a lot of loose cultivators, after watching your live broadcast, they all rushed over, I believe that we can work together to defeat the mutant monsters and extinguish the conspiracy of the Butterfly Gate." ”

Ying Xiaochuan was about to nod, but the big-eyed cultivator rushed over and hugged one of his arms: "Idol!! although I can see you with my own eyes and hold your arm, I am already very happy, but can you allow me to make a small request?"

"Ah???h

"He actually hugged the arm of the man in white!!"

"He actually hugged !!"

"Woo, I really want to be the hands of a big-eyed cultivator!!"

"I'm willing to trade my opportunity to eat instant noodles in the second half of the year for !!"

It's boiling and burning in front of the screen!

The big-eyed cultivator who had won the nickname but didn't know it himself took a deep breath and said excitedly and brainlessly: "I want to get your signature!

“……”

"Zhao Xiaoyu, get back, don't embarrass me again!" A majestic roar came from not far away, and then a crutch reached over and grabbed the Big-Eyed cultivator's waist and threw him to his side.

The big-eyed cultivator who felt the experience of being forced to fly was furious: "Dead old crutch! I have a grudge against you!"

The screen erupted in a barrage of wild laughter.

The maniacal laughter almost overflowed the screen.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahaha

"I'm afraid this kid is going to amuse Lao Tzu!!"

"I'm going to be laughed off by him!!"

"Go back??woo, what kind of heartfelt friendship is this?!?!"

The people at the scene didn't know that this short scene made the screen blow upside down.

The crutch cultivator grabbed the arm of the big-eyed cultivator and nodded at Ying Xiaochuan in apology.

Ying Xiaochuan, who finally reacted, waved his hand, indicating that it didn't matter.

The big-eyed cultivator waved his arms vigorously and shouted, "Stop, dead old crutch!!idol, idol, don't go, listen to me!"

Ying Xiaochuan turned around, and saw the 'dead old crutch' in the mouth of the big-eyed cultivator, grasping the big-eyed cultivator with one hand, and attacking the mutant monster with ease.

"Idol!!"

"Idols look at me, idols!!"

The big-eyed cultivator cried wolf.

The corners of Ying Xiaochuan's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Okay, when this battle is over, I will sign it for you." ”

"I'm going to be on my back! the kind that I can't wash off in my life!" the big-eyed cultivator climbed up the pole.

Ying Xiaochuan was happy: "No problem, it's no problem if you want to sign a loyal service to the country." ”