Now that he has come to the army, Yang Fan naturally wants to look for Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji. Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji were more conspicuous on the battlefield, Yang Fan had already sensed their aura before, and it didn't take much effort to find them.

Seeing that Yang Fan was fine, Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji both breathed a sigh of relief. But when he thought that Yang Fan was also in this big array, his mood became a little melancholy.

Yang Fan introduced each other, because of the actual situation, there was no hostility between each other, and they were completely friends.

Yang Jing's gaze stayed on Yang Shu's face for a long time, probably because he felt that he looked very similar to his father and Yang Wen.

Yang Shu also looked at Yang Jing, the reputation of the fifth elder of the Yang family was well-known among the younger generation in the soul world.

Yang Shu said: "The five elders of the Yang family are extraordinary, and they really live up to their reputation. I am relieved to have an older brother like you to take care of me. Yang Jing looked at the poplar tree, pinned his fingers and counted, and said, "If you enter the Guogong Mansion, you will rank sixth, only behind me." With your resources and the help of the Divine Dragon King Inheritance, the reputation of the sixth elder of the Yang family will be even louder. ”

"I'm not going to go into the Mansion. Poplar said decisively. Yang Jing smiled slightly: "A tree will grow a lot of leaves, and after the strong wind, some leaves will fall with the wind to the unknown place." The leaves will leave the tree, they will move away from the tree, but no matter where the leaves fly, there is no way to deny the fact from which tree it grows from. Poplar also smiled slightly and said, "But the leaves have the right to choose to stay." Yang Jing shook her head and said, "Leaves don't have this power. Because the leaves themselves do not move, if the wind rises again, it will still have to fall with the wind. Poplar said: "So I'm not a leaf, and I don't want to be a leaf, because I can go wherever I want." ”

"Everyone is like you, but often many times it is people who are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Seemingly unwilling to do more on this issue, Yang Jing waved his hand, took a few steps out and sat down, and said, "You three brothers get together, I want to rest for a while." Yang Shu didn't want to dwell on this issue, and he really wanted to have a good talk with Yang Fan, bowing slightly to Yang Jing and smiling to express his gratitude.

Ying Caige and Liu Xiu sat on the side, talking. Maybe if you don't wait quietly, then the time seems to pass too slowly.

Tens of thousands of people sat down at this time, helplessly waiting for their fate. At this time, their fate can no longer be controlled by themselves.

Their life or death is all in the hands of others, if Uncle Zheng and Xiao Ziyang win, they will be able to survive.

If they are defeated, they will all die, and they will die in a very cruel way. Being refined by the Futu Great Array is equivalent to losing everything in life, no longer having a soul, no longer a spirit, no longer having reincarnation, and even having the qualifications to go underground, whether it is the powerful Zhao Di and Chu Yunxue, or the leaders of the younger generation, Yang Jing, Chu Yunshuang and others, they are all so powerless at this moment.

They were no longer able to decide their own fate, and had to entrust their fate to two strong men who were in the midst of a fierce battle.

This time the protagonists are not destined to be them. Even Shuai Ke has hopes of being the main character, but they can't.

They have become a group of people who are silently waiting for their fate. Minutes and seconds passed. The large array in the air has been covered by a layer of rich power, and the people on the ground can no longer see the three people who are fighting fiercely, and in the darkness it seems that layers of lead clouds are rolling, there is no color, only layers.

Because they couldn't see the battle, many people closed their eyes. Waiting to live, waiting to die. I don't know how long later, a huge force exploded in the billowing lead cloud, and a light fell vertically from the darkness.

This light contained infinite power, as if it was a combination of the strength of three strong men. In the process of vertical fall, the diameter of this force increases, and the light becomes softer and softer, but the compressed force becomes larger and more violent.

It is conceivable that if this power were smashed to the ground, I am afraid that it would be blown out of a large hole in the ground of the soft flame space.

It is even more conceivable that if this power falls on Rao, that person is afraid that it will not be enough to die a hundred times!

And this power is falling in the army. When it was about to fall into the army, the diameter of the light was only the size of a human brain, just enough to hit one person.

The speed of the light is extremely fast, and the momentum is so intimidating that people can't even think of resisting. To be impartial, this light hits just one person.

Boom! The light struck Na Rao, but instead of immediately turning the man into ashes, it stirred up bursts of brilliant light.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Di and Chu Yunxue's faces suddenly sank. Yang Jing, Yang Shu, and Zhao Wuji's faces suddenly changed drastically.

A painful look appeared on Ying Cai'e and Liu Xiu's faces. Because the person who was hit by the light was none other than Yang Fan!

After the light fell, the darkness in the sky was still thick, but the tumbling lead cloud was gone.

The figures of Uncle Huang and Xiao Ziyang appeared. Strangely, Shuai Po no longer fought with them, but returned to the huge Buddhist futon, not standing, but meditating cross-legged, with a green light rising from his whole body.

In the green light, Shuai Po's eyes were closed, and the big eyes in the darkness were gone.

At this time, Shuai Po is like a Buddha who has no will to fight at all and only knows how to concentrate on cultivation. Uncle Huang glanced at Shuai Po, who was sitting cross-legged, and then looked at Yang Fan, who was hit by the light on the battlefield, and frowned: "Although this Shuai Po is only a formation spirit, his strength is so strong!" Xiao Ziyang sighed: "We couldn't control him at all with soul arts, but we didn't expect to join forces to seal him by consuming the power of the realm." Uncle Huang said: "It's not good if it doesn't succeed." Shuai Po's life force is tenacious, and although he has been dead for many years, the Demon Sect still has his breath. This array spirit is not a pure array spirit, but has his breath of life. At the last moment, he pulls the power of the seal. Therefore, whether it succeeds or not depends entirely on the object he pulls. If the subject can overcome the power of this seal and not be sealed by Shuai, then the Shuai Broken Array Spirit will be sealed by us. Xiao Ziyang looked towards the army, looked at Yang Fan who was shrouded in light, and said, "The object he chose is just a child. Shuai Po's strength is very strong, and his mental power is very strong, how can this kid bear it?"

"Huh, this kid ......" Xiao Ziyang's eyes lit up and continued: "The breath on this kid's body...... It's actually the descendant of the Divine Dragon King!"