When Mo Zhen returned, it was already evening.

When Mo Long learned that Mo Yan had already agreed to them, he didn't hesitate, directly gathered all the Mo family troops, and headed towards Xinyue City.

On the way, he passed through the Baoshan Spirit Mine, and he also pulled the cultivators of the Baoshan Spirit Mine up.

Zhou Tong was naturally among them, and he also brought the second daughter who hung the color.

"You're really not worried that we'll die on the battlefield?" Huo Feng frowned slightly when he saw Zhou Tong taking the initiative to take them and saying that he was going to the real battlefield.

At noon, Zhou Tong did not show any mercy to his subordinates, which made them extremely depressed, but they also knew that Zhou Tong was doing it for their good.

"Die on the battlefield?" Zhou Tong smiled, he stared at Huofeng's face, and said lightly: "When you were on a mission with your army before, why didn't you say this? Only on the real battlefield can you make yourself stronger! If there is no fighting, then people will also degenerate, so if you want to baptize yourself thoroughly, that is, you must continue to fight, and then your strength will naturally increase!"

"Okay!"

New Joy City.

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion in Bandung had just gone to the Guigu Sect and the Zhentian Temple, and blood flowed all over the City Lord's Mansion.

The people in the city, as well as the scattered cultivators, all fled from this dangerous place at the first time, and in less than half an hour, there were no other people in the entire Xinyue City except for the two sides of the battle, all of them were afraid that they would be affected by the aftermath of the battle.

"Ghost master, coffin, I told you a long time ago, if you want to annex my forces, it is impossible!" Wan Long said this, his face was full of gloomy looks, "Now is a lose-lose situation, I just want to ask you, what medicine did you take wrong?"

The ghost master and the coffin were depressed at the moment, they were originally thinking that Wan Long would not have such a strong strength, but they still underestimated Wan Long's ability, Wan Long actually had more than 2,000 cultivator soldiers, and each of them was not afraid of death.

Such a cultivator soldier who is not afraid of death is enough to defeat the people of the Guigu Sect and Zhentian Temple.

But they have already done it, they can't stop at all, and they have entered a state of non-death.

"Hmph, no matter how strong your troops are, you have to divide the victory and defeat today, in Xinyue City, with you without us!"

There was no turning back from the bow, and they could no longer stop, so they could only continue to move forward.

The coffin was also extremely helpless at the moment, he had been calculating Bandung all along, but he didn't expect that his calculation was actually calculated on his head, which he had never expected.

When Wan Long heard the words of the ghost master, his anger also came up, and he said coldly: "Since this is the case, then I will let your whole army be destroyed!"

The two forces, fighting in the dark, are fighting for the dominance of Xinyue City.

The casualties were extremely heavy, and the blood everywhere flowed turbulently, lying in the forest.

While they were in the middle of a big battle, they didn't know that there was a cultivator soldier who was approaching them, it was the Mo family army.

The Mo family army was led by Mo Zhen and Mo Long, and Zhou Tong, Huo Feng, and Mu Ling were also among them.

The two thousand Mo family troops marched towards Xinyue City, and everywhere they passed, everyone retreated.

When the Mo family army appeared in the area where they were fighting, Wan Long, Ghost Master, and the coffin were all stunned, and the battle between them also stopped.

"Look at the excitement of your fight!" Mo Long couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the situation in the field.

This situation is what he is most willing to see, when the enemy is defeated, it means that their opportunity has come, and such an opportunity is simply the right time and place.

"What do you want to do?" Wan Long felt his scalp tingle a little, he looked at the smiling Mo Long, and felt that things were about to get bigger.

"I didn't want to do anything, but I saw that you didn't do something for Xinyue City, but were deceiving me here, so I came over to take over Xinyue City. ”

Mo Long always had a smile on his face, but in the eyes of Wan Long and the others, this smile was like a devil's smile, making them feel that they had fallen into a whirlpool all of a sudden.

The coffin's face was also cold at this time, he didn't expect the Mo family to come so quickly, and his appetite was still so big.

"Aren't you afraid of the people behind us? You are a little Mo family, if you move us, then you can perish!" The coffin can only hope to be able to threaten the Mo family with such words, so that the Mo family can withdraw from the army, otherwise they will not have any chance of winning today's affairs.

Whether it is the battle between the backbone or the game between the upper echelons, they don't have the slightest chance of winning, because they see that there are several strong people in the realm of the Spirit King on Molong's side, and there may be some chances of winning, but it is only a game of backing.

Mo Long smiled, he stared at the coffin, and said lightly: "You have a backer, don't we have a backer?

After his words fell, he directly waved his hand, and the Mo family army, which was full of two thousand cultivators, attacked directly towards their people.

Not only that, Mo Long and Mo Zhen also attacked the enemy at this time.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Tong sketched a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to the second daughter: "Go, your chance has come!"

Mu Ling and Huo Feng, they were just in the realm of spirit envoys, and they were almost able to step into the realm of the spirit sect, after Zhou Tong's words fell, they didn't hesitate and ran directly towards the battlefield.

As for Zhou Tong himself, he didn't make a move, he stood in place, waiting for Wan Long and the others to move.

Mo Zhen and Mo Long, as well as him, all looked at the coffin opposite, Ghost Master and Wan Long, they had already been allocated, one for each person.

The three of them were stunned when they saw that the momentum of the Mo family army was so great, but now they were no longer allowed to think about other issues.

Without any hesitation, the ghost master was the first to kill, and they seemed to have formed a tacit understanding between them, and they were unanimous with the outside world.

"Let me come! I'm going to kill this little old man in Bandung!" Mo Zhen roared, like a roar, and then raised his halberd and slashed towards Bandung.

Mo Long looked at Zhou Tong and asked, "Which one do you want?"

"Whatever, any of them. Zhou Tong shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.

"Okay, then you can deal with the troublesome ghost master, these people have some means, you should be careful!" Mo Long smiled, and turned to the coffin.

Zhou Tong looked at the ghost master, there was no momentum on his body, but his whole person was like a mountain, insurmountable.

The ghost master was looking at Zhou Tong, and he also felt this deeply, but the situation no longer allowed him to think about it, and he could only start quickly.

While Zhou Tong was fighting with the ghost master, he was paying attention to the battle between Mu Ling and Huofeng.

Although it was said that it would be easier for the two of them to fight with the enemy, so that they could advance more easily, he was still a little worried, after all, there were still a lot of Xinyue City cultivators in the field.

But when he saw that Huo Feng and Mu Ling seemed to be killing red eyes, he was no longer worried.

The ghost master is indeed a little capable, not only can he manipulate the puppet puppet to fight, but his own attack is also a bit powerful.

However, he still met Zhou Tong in the end, Zhou Tong who had just stabilized the realm of the Spirit King.

Zhou Tong was at ease under his attack, and he didn't let the ghost master have any chance to hurt him, let alone kill him.

Originally, when the ghost master saw Zhou Tong's unfamiliar face, he thought that Zhou Tong was just a little minion.

But when he really faced Zhou Tong, he knew that this was not the case, the puppet manipulation technique he was proud of had no effect in front of Zhou Tong, and together with his own attack, he couldn't hurt him, and he couldn't even force his position.

This made him very depressed.

"Ghost master, right? I'm in a good mood now, I don't want to kill you, now you retreat quickly, it's still too late, if you insist on fighting me, then I can only kill you!" Zhou Tong blocked the attack of the ghost master, the corners of his mouth outlined a sneer, and said lightly.

From the beginning, he had never attacked this ghost master, and he had always resisted his attacks.

But if he attacks the ghost master, maybe this is not the case.

The ghost master did not answer Zhou Tong's words, but set his eyes on the coffin and Wan Long's side, and when he saw that these two people were also unhappy, his face suddenly showed a pale look.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

He never imagined that this would be the case, it was supposed to be a battle between them, but it gave outsiders a golden opportunity.

Now it's not a question of whether they fight or not, it's a question of whether they can get out.

As for the entire Xinyue City, it may have nothing to do with them anymore, and they will become a casual cultivator in the future.

Under Zhou Tong's powerful aura, the ghost master retreated to the rear step by step, and after hesitating, he left this battlefield directly.

After Zhou Tong saw the ghost master leaving, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and then he looked at the battlefield.

In the battlefield, because of the retreat of the ghost master, it was almost a one-sided situation, after all, their cultivator soldiers were not more than the Mo family's army, but now they are leading the way, and they have no heart to fight.

Wan Long and the coffin also saw such a situation, and after the two of them glanced at each other, they quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

"Mo family, you wait for me, I will come back sooner or later to get my own things!" After Wan Long retreated, the voice was still lingering in the field.

The coffin also put down a cruel word, and the whole person left the battlefield without the slightest drag.

"It's really boring, I haven't fought enough!" Mo Zhen couldn't help but show a depressed look on his face as he watched Wan Long flee.

Mo Long shrugged his shoulders, a little speechless to his second brother Mo Zhen.

Immediately afterward, he directly shouted at the cultivators on the battlefield: "Your generals have already fled! If you are captured now, I can spare your life, but if not, you will all be killed!"

His words were dropped like a bombshell in the field.

The cultivator soldiers of Xinyue City, as well as the ghost master and the people of the coffin, all stopped at this moment and threw the weapons in hand directly on the ground.

When Zhou Tong saw this scene, he also smiled and said, "A city is taken away like this, isn't it a bit dreamy?"

"It's a bit dreamy, but all of this is thanks to Zhou Tong Xiaoyou, if you weren't for you, how could our Mo family develop so strong? When Mo Long said this, he looked at Zhou Tong with a little gratitude.