The battle between the two Dao Realm martial artists can be said to be extraordinary, and it is estimated that people who do not have a certain status will not be able to see it clearly, and they will not even dare to approach, for fear that they will be affected by the aftermath of the battle, and it will not be good to suffer the disaster when the time comes.

"Okay, you little guys come here, give my disciples a hand, and set up the formation first." Bai Qingyan commanded some of his disciples to immediately clean up everything around them, clear out a suitable and flat open space, and immediately arrange for people to start arranging the magic circle.

Chen Zheng and the others were just engaged in some hands-on work, and while working, they watched curiously as the disciples of Baiyun Mountain meditated on their knees one by one, forming a strange formation, with Yu Zhiruo as the leader, and the center of the formation in the middle was Bai Qingyan, the head of Baiyun Mountain. There are also Yuan Qi mines buried around. With the unique runes of the Daomen and the array disk, soon a magic circle with complicated runes appeared on the ground, and it was running on its own, and it could be clearly seen with the naked eye that a little bit of heaven and earth vitality was attracted by the formation and began to converge continuously, the concentration of heaven and earth vitality in the formation was increasing, and the array disk was also exuding a radiant brilliance, which looked ordinary, but it was very powerful.

Bai Qingyan was still reinforcing the formation, but he no longer needed the assistance of his disciples, and in curiosity, Chen Zheng came to Yu Zhiruo's side and asked quietly: "Daoist Yu, I'm a little curious about the formation of the Daomen, I want to ask what the magic of this formation is?" If it's a sect's hole card, it goes without saying, I understand. ”

It may be because Chen Zheng is too close, Yu Zhiruo felt the breath of an adult man very strongly, his heart moved, and his face did not change, "Brother Chen said and laughed, where is the hole card of the sect, this is the Fengyun Gathering Yuan Array of Baiyun Mountain, the specific effect is to increase the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, not only that, but the master can also turn the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth into a Yuan Qi shield through the array disk to protect the people in the formation, if you encounter the enemy, you can also urge a powerful wind blade to attack the enemy, and there are also some effects of breathing, which can be said to be a more versatile formation, There are no particularly outstanding aspects, but they are perfect for dealing with the current situation when this situation is unclear. Although she knew that Chen Zheng should not be a bad person, Yu Zhiruo still briefly said some of the functions of the Fengyun Gathering Yuan Array, and did not mention much about the deeper role.

Chen Zheng and his party and the disciples of Baiyun Mountain had nothing to do at this time, and the main owner of the Prairie Warrior Conference had not yet come, so they had to sit cross-legged and practice one by one.

As for the other hands of Beiyan, or the masters of the Barge Horse Department and the Tiele Department, they didn't see any of them.

However, Chen Zheng was thinking with his eyes closed: "This place is very close to the top of Mayan Mountain, not only can you observe the battle situation, but once something goes wrong, Bai Zhangmen can go to support as soon as possible, not to mention that the imperial court must choose to support in many ways, and it is very likely that the rest of the figures in the distance are Beiyan's helpers, and several positions are faintly facing the top of Mayan Mountain, scattered around, and there may be other people lurking in the dark." ”

Chen Zheng was a little puzzled, with so many helpers, Ma Yanshan at this time could be said to be the Longtan Tiger's Den, even if the Tiele clan leader Temujin in the white palm gate was powerful, he might not be able to save his life under the hands of so many people. It is really intriguing how confident the patriarch of the Tiele tribe is in himself to calmly come here to fight to the death with others, and also stimulate the system to release such a task.

At the same time, on the other side of Mayan Mountain, a group of people also slowly walked up to the flat area of another mountain road, recuperating.

There is also an acquaintance of Chen Zheng's Wang Meng in this team.

At this time, he was silently holding a kettle to drink water, holding the dry food that had been gnawed in his hand, wearing a herdsman's clothes, and there was a faint smell of mutton on his body.

If Chen Zheng was here, he would definitely be surprised, shouldn't this guy have died in the Tianyuan Secret Realm? Why did you come here again?

In fact, Wang Meng did not choose to return to Yanyun Eighteen Thieves when he left the Tianyuan Secret Realm, and only one person survived when a team of people went to participate in the Tianyuan Secret Realm and came back, whether it was true or not, it would cause suspicion, and the people in Yanyun's Eighteen Thieves were not so rational, Wang Meng estimated that if he went back, the probability of surviving was very low, it was better to leave directly, and then find a way, how could a person who was gradually sharpened from a small bandit not have a little brain, no eyesight, Perhaps getting rid of the eighteen thieves of Yanyun is Wang Meng's opportunity. Thinking of this, Wang Meng couldn't help but think of the terrifying woman who almost killed him and the young swordsman, they were all harmed, even if Wang Meng didn't know their names now, but their appearance was already deeply rooted in Wang Meng's memory, and the next time he met them, Wang Meng would definitely not be soft.

If you can mix well in this team, then you have a better chance of revenge.

As far as the eye can see, there are nearly 100 people around, large and small, most of them are that kind of muscular hunk, at first glance they are extraordinary warriors, but the most conspicuous in the team are the few old men who are a little out of breath and wearing a lot of clothes, and the leader of this team is standing beside several old men at this time, with a compliment.

Seeing this picture, a trace of horror flashed in Wang Meng's eyes. couldn't help but be a little afraid, he didn't expect him to be able to meet the legendary Confucian.

These scribes who use the literary temperament have the same division of the realm as the martial artists, but according to the rank, they are divided into Tongsheng, Xiucai, Juren, Confucianism, Confucianism, Jinshi, etc., and the realm of the same level of the great Confucianism replaced by the martial artist should correspond to the martial artist of the Tiangang realm.

Although they are not as good as martial artists of the same realm in terms of physique, the lethality of these great Confucians is definitely not weaker than that of martial artists in the Tiangang realm.

Don't look at these big Confucians, they all look like old men, they seem to be fragile, and some of them are even decaying in qi and blood, and they may not be able to hang up when they will be hanged up, but as long as they have not swallowed their breath, they still have strong lethality, and this is sometimes a characteristic that older warriors do not have.

The main exercise of the martial artist is his own qi and blood and physique, from a young age to practice martial arts, their own qi and blood and physique will have a large degree of growth, bringing extraordinary strength, with the use of heaven and earth treasure and the absorption of heaven and earth vitality, it can bring powerful power. But this growth is not endless, sometimes it is limited by bottlenecks, and more often it is limited by age. The lifespan of a human being is limited, and in addition to gaining strength, a martial artist who breaks through the realm also has a role in prolonging his life. As life expectancy increases, qi and blood may increase, but this will slowly become smaller with age.

With the aging of the human body, the failure of organs, and even the atrophy of the meridians, qi and blood will naturally fall into a stage of stagnation, and in many cases even regression. At this time, martial artists often choose to retreat, one is to find an opportunity to break through, and the other is to delay the loss of qi and blood, so that they can live for a longer period of time. Many high-level martial artists will choose this method, after all, people can't be alone in the rivers and lakes, everyone will have their own family or sect, if they are themselves or even if they are half-dead, as long as they don't breathe, the identity of high-level martial artists, smart people will not come to cause trouble, and they must be afraid of one or two such martial artists to fight back to the death.

And the Confucians are different, they usually use the literary qi, the body bones are originally weak, and the martial arts are different, they use the literary qi, the righteous qi and even the mind to fight, as long as they are even awake even if they are paralyzed in bed, they can still shoot and kill. And if a warrior of that age did this, he would be consuming his few lives.

There are five such characters in Wang Meng's team. They have an obvious aura of Central Plains people, they are from Beiyan, but it seems that they are reinforcements sent by Beiyan.

It seems that the people in this team are very serious, and there is even the appearance of Confucianism, but in fact, there are no good people in this team, in Wang Meng's opinion, they are almost the same as themselves, there are many people who are outlaws, and those few Confucians are not serious literati, and they are also some people who have played with power, wantonly amassed wealth, and disregarded people's lives, and were later found and disposed of by the imperial court, but they saved their lives by entering the Juying Pavilion, and it seems that the treatment is still good, at least they don't have to worry about eating, drinking, and having fun.

That's right, Wang Meng also joined Juying Pavilion with his own strength after leaving the Tianyuan Secret Realm, and it happened that this trip to the grassland needed a group of outlaw cannon fodder, and Wang Meng also followed, but he didn't have the habit of sending him to death, he came to fish in troubled waters, there are a lot of good things in this team, martial arts weapons and even pills, all of which are things that Wang Meng urgently needs now, and he also knows a little bit of the plan of this group of people, and when the battle starts, it is a good time for him to start.

No one noticed the dangerous light flashing in Wang Meng's eyes at this time in the corner.

At this time, God didn't know if he felt that an earth-shattering battle was about to take place here in Ma Yan Mountain, and in an instant, rolling dark clouds attacked, and with the rumbling thunder, heavy rain began to fall in the sky. It can be said that Feng Shui is angry, and the rain is pouring down

A large amount of rain fell on people like money, and the people up and down Ma Yan Mountain began to look for a place to shelter from the rain, and as for the venue of the Warrior Conference, there were some people who had already made preparations and opened the formation early to avoid being drenched into a soup chicken.

The natural power of heaven and earth is difficult to change even the most powerful martial artist.

At this time, on the cliff behind the main peak of Mayan Mountain, you can see a black-clothed figure climbing upward, they don't have many protective tools on their bodies, and they don't have rain gear to shelter from the wind and rain, they stubbornly stare at the torrential rain and climb up step by step.

Use the sharp claws and spikes on your hands and feet to leave marks on the stone wall. The sudden arrival of the rain had a certain impact on their plan of action, and the already smooth stone walls were even more slippery under the rain, and the people in black even had to use a lot of True Qi to maintain their shape.

Looking down was a bottomless abyss that could not be seen at a glance, and at this time it was no longer known how much height it was from the ground, and if it wasn't for the purpose of hiding their figures, they would have already used the means of the sky. Nowadays, if you climb step by step, you may fall if you are not careful, and it is very possible to become a puddle of meat and mud if you are not careful.

These black-clothed people just worked hard to climb like this, sometimes there were really some people who slipped or slipped or excessive consumption of true qi caused their bodies to detach and fall off the cliff, but no one looked at the unfortunate robe, everyone's eyes were looking forward, their goal was only ahead, only the top of Ma Yan Mountain.

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At this time, at the foot of the mountain, the main lord also arrived, and the first to appear was the host of this place, the patriarch of the Barge Horse Department, Bahantu, who was also accompanied by his precious son and daughter, and Timur, one of his right-hand men, and a large number of elite cavalry of the Barge Horse Department were going up the mountain in the rain, and the defense work under the mountain was handed over to another henchman of Bahantu, Shabit.

In addition to the reason for the Prairie Warrior Conference, another important reason is the great witch sacrifice of the Barge Horse Department and the life-and-death battle of the Tiele Department.

Whether it's for their own safety or to support the Great Witch Sacrifice, they need a lot of personnel to escort them.

And Bahantu was not idle along the way, although it was raining heavily, so that many simple herdsmen thought that Changshengtian was angry, and they were all trembling, and Bahantu was constantly encouraging these herdsmen, this was just a test of God for them, with the charm of the patriarch for many years and Timur's iron-blooded methods, soon those words that chewed the root of the tongue did not appear. While Bahantu was worried about the Great Witch Sacrifice, he also had to find a way to appease the nobles and ordinary herdsmen in the tribe. Although he was still on the mountain road, his heart had already run to the top of Mayan Mountain at this time, and he didn't know if the Great Witch Festival was ready, and when the Temujin of the Tiele Department would arrive.

At this time, at the peak of Ma Yan Mountain, although it was pouring rain, a figure could still be clearly seen on the venue, on the appearance it looked like an old man in his fifties, in fact, his age was close to five hundred, he was tall, his face was full of wrinkles like a scar, he was simply wearing a robe, and his waist was straight. It is the great witch sacrifice of the Barge Horse Department. The rivers and lakes are in another world