Ji Hong and the others looked at each other, and finally they could only look at Di Jun and Ju Mang together.

They also understood that among their group of people, only a few of them could fight with Emperor Jun of Dongshan Jing, and Emperor Jun nodded, turned around and went forward to fight.

"Why don't you let it go to me?"

A voice sounded in the back, blocking Di Jun's footsteps just now, Di Jun looked back and saw that it was the dry waste, and the dry waste had finally arrived.

"Good. ”

Di Jun smiled and spoke, and was recognized by Di Jun, and the dry wilderness was also a rare grin, no longer staying, and a dodge jumped out of the city wall and came to the battlefield.

"Wasteland?"

Hou Tu looked at the figure that appeared in him, and he was also stunned, why is he here? Isn't he fighting against the people of the Beishan Sutra? Could it be that the people of the Beishan Sutra have retreated.

Not only Houtu, but also Xingtian and Gonggong, who had been silently watching the battle behind, looked at the appearance of the dry wilderness and pondered, they originally had a good time, Zhongshan was attacked by the enemy, and the Xuanyuan clan had to divide the troops against the two enemies, but now that the dry land has appeared here, perhaps, the invasion of the Beishan Jing has faded, so in this way, they have to reconsider.

"Houtu, your opponent today is me, make a move. Qianhuang looked at the back soil in front of him, and also directly declared war, and the silver spear in his hand appeared directly, pointing at the back soil.

Houtu is not polite, she has always wanted to fight with Qianhuang, she is called the first day of the Nanshan Sutra, and the Qianhuang is the first day of the Zhongshan Sutra, the two clans have been grudges for thousands of years, and the battle between herself and him can prove a lot of things.

So Houtu's own whip appeared directly in his hand, and a black door appeared directly in his other empty hand.

"Palm Fortune Netherworld. ”

A cold voice sounded, and as soon as Houtu came up, he directly used his strongest means.

The vitality in the body of the dry wasteland was running, and the air around him seemed to have dropped a lot, and even began to float a little snowflake, and the spear shook, flying with the snowflakes.

One by one, the ghosts appeared, roaring towards the dry wilderness, the dry wilderness action changed again, the spear in his hand was inserted vertically into the ground in front of him, the gesture changed, and the golden gun shadows appeared around him, and he was also very serious.

The ghost roared, the silver spear roared, the dry wilderness moved first, and rushed straight towards the back soil, the golden gun shadows around him turned into sharp arrows, and the fierce ghosts rushing towards the dry wilderness were beaten into black vitality and dissipated in the air.

Houtu's pupils shrank, and it was really strong, and her feet moved, and the whip in her hand was thrown in the direction of the dry wasteland.

The sound of a sonic boom sounded, the momentum of the advance of the dry land was blocked, the spear moved forward a little, and the tip of the spear was accurately pointed on the whip of Houtu, and I didn't know what Houtu's whip was made of, it was extremely tough, and the tip of the spear did not cause the slightest damage.

As soon as the figure turned, the Dry Wasteland spear penetrated again, and Houtu also dodged sideways, and the whip in his hand hit the waist of the Dry Waste.

The two of you come and go, but the moves are all attacking each other's weak points, fighting hard, yellow and gold vitality splashing everywhere, fortunately, the back soil is the law of the earth system, and the defense is extremely strong, and the sharp spear of the dry wilderness is helpless for a while.

Moreover, with the assistance of this powerful ghost, Qianhuang and Houtu fought for a while.

"Yes, the first day of the Zhongshan Sutra really deserves its name. ”

After a strong collision, the two pushed it away from afar, and the black door appeared again in Houtu's hand, raising his head and looking at the dry wilderness, Houtu also said slowly: "Be careful." ”

After speaking, the real operation of her palm-carrying netherworld martial art began again, and the black grinding plate appeared instantly, and Qianhuang frowned, a very extraordinary martial art.

Qianhuang no longer kept his hand, his body jumped high, and the vitality in his body was frantically injected into the spear in his hand, and the last blow when he collided with Di Jun was also shot.

The spear was like a rainbow, shooting towards the black grinding plate instantly, but it was not over, Qianhuang held the silver spear that confronted the grinding plate, his long hair flew, the vitality in his body was injected, and the spear spun rapidly like a tornado.

The grinding disc was like being struck by lightning, and it was broken little by little, and it was not good for the soil to see the situation, and it was directly the same as before, and all the power was expanded to the maximum, but the spear was like entering a no-man's land, and it directly penetrated the entire grinding pan.

When the brilliance dissipated, the scene was presented in front of everyone's eyes, and the corners of Qianhuang's mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, but his hand was still holding a spear, and the tip of the spear was against Houtu's forehead.

Defeated, Houtu defeated again, as long as the dry land stabbed forward, the back soil will immediately die on the spot, fortunately, the dry land put away the spear, and the back soil life is worry-free.

In the distance, just when the Dry Wilderness spear touched the forehead of Houtu, the big guys of the two sides had already appeared in their respective skies, and Gonggong looked anxiously at the scene below, but on the side of the Dry Waste, the Human Emperor Xuanyuan and many Saint Kings also appeared together, looking at each other vigilantly.

Qianhuang would not have killed Houtu, and the two of them were strictly speaking.

Houtu lost his mind, put away the long whip in his hand, took a deep look at the dry wasteland, turned around and left, left this battlefield, and headed towards the camp tent of Nanshan Jing. She was defeated again and again, and the blow in her heart was too great.

After this day, they never saw the soil on this battlefield again, she went away to the wilderness, looking for her own strong road, when the next time they saw her, it was already nine years later Kunlun Festival.

"It's so strong. ”

Later, the men and women of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan were shocked, this battle made them completely put away their arrogance, and secretly compared the two sides, except for Bai Yun, no one thought that they could fight the wilderness.

Another young man from the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan gritted his teeth and asked Bai Yun to fight, but was also stopped by Bai Yun, she got the news from Bai Zhenshan, and asked them to stop making a move, and now wait for the news in place.

In the sky, the giants of the two sides are facing each other, and it looks like a big war is about to break out, in the south, the army of the Nanshan Sutra is coming, and the holy kings of the Nanshan Sutra have also come to the front.

Qianhuang returned to the city wall, Ji Hong and they all smiled and stepped forward to greet them, which made them even more excited than Di Jun's defeat of Houtu, Qianhuang was the genius of their Zhongshan Sutra, and Di Jun still belonged to the Dongshan Sutra after all.

"Well fought, dry wilderness. ”

One by one, they stepped forward to congratulate and asked about the situation of the Beishan Sutra, and everyone knew that the people of the Beishan Sutra had been repelled by them, and the northern defense line returned to calm again.

"Dry wilderness, are there any interesting people in the Beishan Sutra?"

Di Jun asked with a smile, he seemed to be a genius among his peers more attractive than the battle situation.

"There is one, named Yujiang, he is very strong, and I narrowly beat him. Qianhuang replied.

"Yujiang? What a strange name. Cangyu Xiaoniu frowned, not only her, Zhongshan Jing has always had information about Beishan Jing, but she has never heard of this name.

"It should be the genius of the Beishan Sutra, and he has only recently released it for training, and we estimate that the reason why the Beishan Sutra launched this war is to train him. Qianhuang thought about it, and also said some of his guesses.

I have to say that it is still very accurate, this person in Yujiang was personally cultivated by the two holy kings of the Beishan Sutra, Feng Bo and Yushi, and taught him martial arts with all his might, hoping that one day he can grow up and lead the human race of the Beishan Sutra to fight back to the Zhongshan Sutra.

"No, such a big battle is just to train him. Ji Hong and the others couldn't believe it, they all felt a little incredible.

"I'm guessing, too. Qianhuang continued to speak.

"Well, it doesn't matter, anyway, you defeated him and repelled the North Mountain Sutra. Di Jun clapped his hands and said with a smile.

Everyone nodded in unison, and the retreat of the Beishan Sutra was the best news.

"Everyone, why bother, why sit down and talk?"

Just when Di Jun and the others were talking, there was also an extra group of people among the bigwigs who were facing each other in the distance, and judging from the aura exuded by this group of people, none of them were weaker than his master Lie Yun, and the voice came from one of the old men.

"That's the Yan Emperor Shennong's clan. Qianhuang frowned, looked at the group of figures that suddenly appeared, and spoke.

Emperor Jun was taken aback, Yan Emperor Shennong's Clan, isn't this the Nanshan Jing Human Race Holy Emperor Ancestor who is as famous as the Human Emperor Xuanyuan Clan?

"Can you sit down and talk?" the old man's voice rose again, and the old man who was said to be the Shennong clan was full of helplessness.

"What is there to talk about, Ancestor, the Xuanyuan clan is too deceitful, have you forgotten how we left our hometown and came to Nanshan Jing?" Gonggong drank lightly, asking him to sit with the Xuanyuan clan, it was better to kill him.

"This is all a thing of the past, how many years have we been fighting with Zhongshan Jing, you look at your feet, the color of this land is dyed with blood like this, don't you understand? Shennong screamed and scolded them for their co-workers.

"Regulus. ”

After speaking, the Shennong clan turned his head to look at the Human Emperor Xuanyuan clan.

"Shennong. Regulus nodded at him.

"It's all my old bone's fault, I didn't expect to kill so many people, causing me to be like this today, I have no shame to see my mother. Shennong laughed miserably, and his figure staggered.

"Well, I don't blame you, if we could have sat down and talked, so much wouldn't have happened. Xuanyuan sighed, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, after all, this was his own brother.

"Work together, punish the heavens, stop it, don't make mistakes. Shennong looked at the two people with murderous intent, and also pleaded.

For so many years, it has been Xingtian who controls most of the army, and many people in the army of Nanshan Jing are obedient to Xingtian, they have long forgotten why there is a war, and they only know that Xingtian will make a move if they ask them to make a move, so Shennong's clan can only persuade Xingtian to stop.

But the effect is definitely no, Xingtian did not change his expression at all, holding an axe in his left hand and a shield in his right hand, ignoring Shennong's clan, and speaking towards Xuanyuan's clan: "Xuanyuan clan, after watching the junior's battle, it's better for the two of us to fight." ”

Provocation, **naked provocation, Xuanyuan also frowned, Xuanyuan Sword bloomed in his hand, and he wanted to make a move.

But this shot is likely to lead the whole body, and a full-scale war between the two clans will break out immediately, although he is not afraid, but Shennong is still here, he can't guarantee that Shennong will not shoot towards his rear, although Shennong is very sincere in peace talks.

"Enough, you're going to beat me to accompany you. ”

Shennong's clan shouted angrily, the vitality in his body surged, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth shook, the sun and the moon overturned, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the power of the powerhouse of the Holy Emperor Realm was undoubtedly revealed.

"I'll do it anyway. ”

Xuanyuan stopped the angry Shennong clan and spoke softly, he completely believed in this brother of his.