Chapter 397: The Mutation of the Third Battlefield

Yang Guang and Cai Kunxu were confused, but they didn't say anything more, Li Xiaobai's magic was far beyond their imagination.

originally thought that the other party was just a thousand-year-old monster who had been hidden for many years, but the more they understood, the more frightening it became, and none of the things Li Xiaobai took out were something they could understand.

And with these saucy operations of the other party, Roshan on the battlefield is really like child's play, and it is easily solved.

They have already decided in their hearts that everything in the future will be handed over to Li Xiaobai to be responsible, they just need to act according to the other party's orders and wait quietly to be taken away.

At the same time.

The third battlefield, inside the city lord's mansion.

Singing and dancing, Xiong held a wine banquet to entertain the Holy Son of Huoqian, just now, he reached a consensus with the other party.

"Rest assured, Lord Xiong, as long as this Holy Son succeeds in winning the trial, he will definitely become the most noble group of monks in the Fire Lin Cave, and at that time, your requirements will be met one by one. ”

Huo Qian said with a smile.

"Yes, the old man is willing to be a witness, my holy son is ready to speak, the horse is difficult to chase, what the city lord wants, for my holy son, it is easy. ”

Ji Lao raised his glass and said with a smile.

"Haha, then there is the Holy Son of Lao Huoqian, rest assured, this time the Huolin Hegemony, my third battlefield, I will do my best to help!"

"When the city lord gets what he wants in the future, his cultivation strength will inevitably reach a higher level, and then you and I will join forces, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Xiong Da also laughed, and drank the wine in the wine glass with a tilt of his neck.

"It's a trivial matter, this Holy Son has thanked the Lord of Xiong City in advance. ”

Huoqian Shengzi smiled, and looked at Ji Lao without a trace, both of them saw the banter between each other.

I didn't expect this city lord to be so stupid, and the other party would believe whatever he said.

Huolin Cave will never join forces with others, let alone allow others to stand at their own tables and share food with themselves, this Xiong Da's request is simply a fool's dream.

A treasure that can help break through the Mahayana period?

Isn't it good to keep this kind of thing for ourselves?

What will you do?

Huo Qian had already made up his mind in his heart, and when this trial was over, he would kick Xiong Da away, but before that, he still needed to rely on the power of the city lord to act.

The three of them staggered, talked happily, and looked like confidants in wine.

Xiong Da really didn't expect that he would also be able to turn over one day, as long as he helped the Holy Son of Huoqian to win the victory and get the resources he wanted, he would be able to advance to the next level.

At that time, Cai Kun and Xu Zhizhi will no longer be able to suppress him with cultivation.

Just as a few people had drunk three rounds, an urgent shout suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Report, something is wrong, the mysterious flames covered by the third battlefield suddenly disappeared without a trace, and in just one night, thousands of mountains of meat poured out from the depths of the frontier, and they have completely occupied the battlefield at this moment!"

"Hmm, what's going on, come in and talk!"

Xiong Da was shocked in his heart, he knew the origin of the black flame very clearly, it was simply a scene directed and acted by Li Xiaobai, originally because this flame could block Roshan, it bought the monk a lot of respite, and he was very happy.

Unexpectedly, it was only a few days after it was relaxed, and the flame was actually gone.

The spies outside the door rushed in: "Lord Hui, the black flame that originally blocked the battlefield disappeared without a trace overnight, and now Roshan has poured into the battlefield in large numbers, and many of them are powerful Roshan that surpasses the strength of the Tribulation Period, and the monks can't resist it at all." ”

"How should I deal with it, please make a decision as soon as possible!"

"Bang dang!"

The wine glass in Xiong Da's hand fell to the ground, and a storm was set off in his heart.

Overnight, there were thousands of more Roshan on the battlefield, and outsiders didn't know the seriousness of the matter, but he knew it clearly.

This is a lot close to the depths of the frontier, and the Roshan that comes out of it is not a small role of a cat or a dog, any one of them can make the monk fall into a bitter battle.

At this moment, thousands of Roshan poured into the battlefield in large numbers, among which there was no lack of Roshan with the strength of the Mahayana period, this lineup was ten times stronger than before the Black Flame was burned, and I don't know it!

I'm afraid that those monks under his command will really not be able to stop it, and if Roshan breaks through the defense line and enters the city, it will be a terrible disaster.

In any case, the defense line on the battlefield must not be retreated, it must be resisted.

"Don't panic, give orders, everything is as usual, the soldiers take turns to fight, fight a war of attrition with Roshan, drag Roshan's footsteps, and the city lord will personally go into battle to exterminate Roshan!"

Xiong Da quickly ordered, and this situation could only be alleviated by his own visit.

"Huo Qian Holy Son, I'm afraid this matter still needs to rely on the power of Huolin Cave, you see......"

Xiong Da said with an inquiring face.

"It's okay, the old man will accompany the city lord to solve the Roshan on this battlefield, which can be regarded as a letter of nomination given by the Holy Son of my family. ”

Ji Lao waved his hand and said very casually, he has absolute confidence in his own strength, the cultivation of the Mahayana period, with the power of the Qilin bloodline, is just a mountain of meat, and it can be destroyed at will.

"Thank you both!"

......

Half an hour later.

At the edge of the third battlefield, three figures stood, surveying the battle situation ahead.

Xiong Da's face was very ugly, and what he saw in front of him was almost scarlet, and before he entered the battlefield, the smell of blood that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved was already from the pavement.

On the ground, many stumps and severed arms lay there quietly, tattered and terrifying.

This is all due to the monks being influenced by Roshan, delirious, and killing each other.

"Hahaha, all the treasures are mine, and they can only belong to me alone!"

"Don't rob me of the throne, in this world, there can only be one king, and that is me, all of them will die for me!"

"Master, don't blame me, who made you biased and always taught advanced exercises to senior brother?"

"Little sister, did you see it, my brother avenged you!"

A terrible howl came from the blood mist, some excited, some sad, the blood mist in this battlefield was too thick, it was not at the same level as before, and the monks only stayed in it for a few breaths before they became delirious and began to go crazy.

The Holy Son of Huoqian couldn't help but widen his eyes, this kind of scene, it was also the first time he had seen it, the battlefield on the frontier was so crazy.

"Lord Xiong, there are some amazing things in this battlefield. ”

Ji Lao on the side also frowned, and the scene in front of him exceeded his expectations.

"There is more than one Roshan with the strength of the Mahayana period here, before they are eliminated, the monks under their command will be sent to death when they enter, Ji Lao, you and I will clear this battlefield first!"