Mr. fell asleep and had to sleep, Thirteen Lang took a long breath, quickly swallowed the sword into his abdomen, and slowly warmed up.

In the battle of the master, except for the opportunity to take the lead in the sword transformation of the year, the sword venerable has no other advantages; its essence is only the traces and qi left by his life, which is no different from other sword intents, and even the sword spirit is inferior. In other words, the current Sword Venerable seems to be a successful spirit, but it is still a hodgepodge inside, and the appearance of Xiàn during the battle is enough to prove this.

King Agu made it clear in advance that the method of summoning the sacrificial sword has defects, and if it succeeds, it is particularly important to stabilize the soul afterwards. Jian Zun's attempt to test the sword and ask for two repairs is equivalent to striking iron with a hammer glued together, and the risk can be imagined.

Regardless of emotion, only the gains and losses, Thirteen Lang will not agree to Jianzun to fight, for this matter, not to mention his own five labors and seven injuries, King Agu and Boss Su all pay a huge price, in case Jianzun and Tianjue collapse in the battle, ten Nirvana will not be able to make up for it.

Fortunately, the battle was quite smooth, and the two sword battles, the sword venerable was not happy, but he was already addicted, and he honestly fell asleep, leaving the students still to worry about labor and struggle to survive in blood and fire.

The sword was in the abdomen, the heart was settled, and when I looked up, the war did not end because of the fall of a few Nirvana, and the battlefields near and far were fighting everywhere, but more intense than before. Among them, the shape of the battlefield where the soul banner is located tends to be clear, and the six clans have great power to participate, gradually sweeping away the periphery, and at this moment it is moving from disorderly and chaotic warfare to a planned siege, advancing towards the ultimate goal. On the contrary, the battle of great power is still anxious, because they have divided the Nirvana-level power to the soul banner battlefield, and the numerical advantage is not as obvious as at the beginning.

It seems a little strange, but it's actually right. Normal. It is difficult to settle the battle between Nirvana-level cultivators quickly, and in terms of combat strength, the six clans have the advantage in numbers, but most of them are not in good condition. In particular, there is a lack of ruthless means to deal a fatal blow, and it must be admitted that war is never decided by the victory or defeat between the powers of one or two commanders, but by whose backbone loses more. The boss of the six clans is not a waste, he sees the key points, and then sets the priority goals that need to be taken.

Of course, it depends on the situation, and it depends on who is right, if the thirteen lang is in charge, most of them will point the finger at Nirvana. Implement its usual and best tactic: Capture the Flag.

"It's six families, hey!"

The six major clans can't swear to death like a family no matter what. Thinking that such a good opportunity is still difficult to complete, Thirteen Lang feels sorry.

Even so, the three armies of Rosang suddenly became a lone army, and the power was reduced by five. Huoyan has become a settlement. The victory is unshakable, and next, it only depends on how long it takes, the price, and then there is the distribution of benefits - this is the most important part, such as the mad spirit monk's side, the reason why Thirteen Lang dares to promise a heavy reward, because every person killed means that he gets his entire net worth, and there is still a loss on the southern front before, and a battle on the northern front. The three thousand swords were frozen into ice mounds, and the three major nirvanas were successively awarded. It's a real windfall.

Why is there a war?

That's it.

Roughly browsing around, Thirteen Lang focused on a few people, a few things and a few places, such as Qi Aotian and Cheng Rui, the battle in the army is still fierce now, and then Qi Shouren and Qi Fei - Thirteen Lang didn't know which Qi Shouren was, but when he saw that Qi Fei was inseparable from him, he inferred from what he had heard in the past, and quickly noticed his person.

Seeing that he had found it, Thirteen Lang was thoughtful.

"It's strong, and it's a little bit."

In addition to feeling its strength, Thirteen Lang had an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if something was destined to happen, and he had some kind of induction. It is said that there has never been a direct connection between the two, and there is such a feeling - which can only be explained by "Lingxi".

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound like a flood in the dark came again, and Thirteen Lang frowned slightly, and saw three flying rainbows flying out of the Soul Banner Battlefield and heading straight for this direction.

"It's time for someone to step in. ”

At a glance, the momentum of the two tribulations is extraordinary, and the wonderful thing is that not only Qi Aotian and Cheng Rui are not among them, but it can be seen from the clothing signs that the people who come belong to the three families of Zhao, Yan, and Chu, not the three families of Qi, Cheng, and Luo, who are somewhat related to Shisanlang.

"It's not interesting. ”

After sneering, he sighed silently, Thirteen Lang didn't pay much attention to it, and turned around and bowed to Boss Su.

"Thank you. ”

Being able to take down the second elder of the Sword Sect in Shun, Boss Su made great contributions, and Thirteen Lang sincerely thanked him, and at the same time asked him to hurry back to the Crazy Spirit Land with him, and seize the time to cultivate.

Sixteen Su was born in a mad spirit, and it is not impossible to recover when he is outside, and the effect is very different from that of his roots. It needs to be mentioned that in the past, thousands of people crossed the tribulation and broke through the realm, and the mad spirit land became a world of its own, and the heaven and earth essence that came after the tribulation would not leak out, but would be imprisoned and slowly absorbed;

"Someone is coming. After merging, Boss Su stared into the distance.

"People of the Six Tribes. Thirteen Lang replied casually.

"It's not good!" Boss Su kindly reminded.

"Don't worry, I know it. ”

"That's good. ”

There is no time to talk nonsense on such occasions, and Boss Su, who has successfully "revenged", is full of joy and pride.

"Dare to fight any kind of ghost idea, even with them!"

On the ground of the mad spirit, the group cultivators were jubilant.

It is said that it is to cultivate, but such an important battle, such a sharp sword light, how can people rest assured, how can they not pay attention. Before killing the white-haired double cultivator, everyone understood that it was the credit of the heavenly calamity, although they were impressed but they couldn't be proud of it; this time it was different, the sword killed the double nirvana, ordinary people couldn't see the strength of the sword, only knew that the thirteen lang sword was killed, how could he not be shocked and excited!

In addition to the results of the battle, there are even more exciting things happening, after the heavenly thunder and the heavenly refining of the mad spirit land to the treasure realm, the aura is unimaginably strong, and it exudes a sense of essence that only human cultivation can have;

The severed limb can be renewed, the original spirit is nourished, even if you don't do anything and just stay here, it feels like a day can be compared to the past ten years!

People are still like this, not to mention demon beasts that already have powerful bodies. Many demon beasts that were seriously injured and dying in the battle against swords broke through that level, and those who were lightly injured had already healed, and the speed was so fast. Almost immortal!

They didn't know that the reason why this was the case was that the Heavenly Tribulation Tempering was important, but the main thing was the credit of King Agu. The power of the Heavenly Dao is strong and long, and it will never be treated like this.

The three thousand sword cultivators who were robbed of their sword intent were at the worst the peak of the god transformation, and their bodies had been refined for thousands of years. I don't know how much spiritual power I absorbed, and after King Agu set up a formation to cast a spell, these bodies all turned into essence and returned to the world, becoming a feast that people couldn't refuse!

Available. Fierce, destined to be unsustainable - who cares?

By this time, everyone really realized the benefits of staying, and it was still that sentence. The reward is nothing but treasure. Inner instinct is the most cherished thing, and the Ascended Monks are all old and spicy, and they can see it very thoroughly.

The most noteworthy thing is that the more than 1,000 cultivators who had not been able to break through before, after witnessing and feeling the uninterrupted, almost stormy tribulation, some people began to touch and cross that threshold after some fierce medicine. Strive to catch up with your peers.

Another wave of storming on the Wild Spirit Land is brewing, and another batch of Heavenly Tribulations may descend before this battle breaks out. If Thirteen Lang told everyone that he was doing this to use the Heavenly Tribulation to fight, he would definitely be treated as a madman, but no one questioned it now.

Not a single one.

"Welcome back!"

"Congratulations to Mr. for breaking through the realm and ascending to the immortal!"

"Congratulations sir"

"Those who are busy are busy themselves, and those who are not busy come over, listen, see, think, and talk about what they want to say later. ”

Signaling everyone to be quiet, Thirteen Lang called Yan Shan and the others to his side, turned his head, and waved his hand casually.

"Our parents are here. ”

"The little friend opposite, but Xiao Shisanlang. ”

The Chu family is really traditional and peculiar, and the individual is as fat as a mountain; far away, the fat man's face has already bloomed, and he sighs in admiration.

"I have heard for a long time that Xiaoyou is both wise and brave, so proud of the proud young master, and so brutal as the blood-clothed killer, all of them are heartbroken for Xiaoyou. The old man thought it was an exaggeration, but he only knew it when he saw it today."

"Long smell?"

Looking at the eyes of those "admiring juniors", Shisanlang shook his head lightly: "From whom have you heard it for a long time?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "A hundred years ago, Elder Cheng sent a message, focusing on Xiaoyou. It is said that the little friend"

Thirteen Lang interrupted again and said, "Elder Cheng can't get out of his body for a while, why don't you wait first?"

The fat man's face was slightly red, and he ignored a matter of etiquette when he thought about it at this moment, as a person who was appointed by the six clans to preside over the overall situation in the Land of Wild Spirits, the identity of the elder of the difficult and negative sides was extremely important, no matter how much change occurred, he should show care for him first.

But having said that, it is also beneficial not to ask about Elder Cheng's situation, such as bypassing the "previous hundred years of pursuit", reflecting the importance that the six clans attach to Mr. Thirteen, so as not to lose face. Who knew that this thing was smart, but it wasn't very smart, so it had to be pointed out in public.

When he was embarrassed, Thirteen Lang said: "Forget it, Elder Cheng's side is not sure when it will end, so don't wait." ”

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "What Xiaoyou said is very true, and the old man seems that Xiaoyou can lead the group with all his might."

Thirteen Lang waved his hand and said, "Since it is important to mention, you should know me very well. ”

The fat man's eyes flashed slightly, and the two cultivators next to him snorted coldly, with anger on their faces.

Thirteen Lang didn't bother to look at them, and said directly, "What are you looking for me?"

The fat man took a deep breath, restrained his expression, and said solemnly: "The little friend is quick to talk, and the old man will say it directly." The battle situation is urgent, and the old man, on behalf of the six major clans, sincerely invites the little friend to join the Council of Elders and lead the army to participate in the war. ”

"Ho!"

There was a sound of inhaling around, and more than a thousand mad spirit monks changed color one after another.

Join the Presbyterian Church!

There is no need to explain too much, just look at the envy and jealousy on the faces of the two major cultivators around the fat man, and you can realize what a great honor this is.

In shock, people naturally turned their attention to Thirteen Lang, but found out

Shisanro just smiled and said, "Participate in the war?"

The fat elder also smiled and said with a smile: "The elders will deploy the battlefield according to the situation, and Xiaoyou, who is a member of the elders, will also participate in it." ”

Thirteen Lang looked into the distance and asked, "Like Aotian and Bloody Clothes?"

The fat elder shook his head and said, "Xiaoyou agrees to be an elder, different from them. ”

Thirteen Lang sighed, and then asked, "What about the leader, do you want to give me command of the children of the six clans and the elders outside the Council of Elders?"

The fat elder "uh!" and his eyes blinked a few times, only thinking that he had probably misheard, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

He didn't know, someone knew that the Zhao family next to him robbed the repair-the majestic giant man took a step forward, sharp and aggressive.

"Presumptuous!

"Presumptuous!"

Without the slightest hesitation, dozens of shouts were reversed like thunder, and dozens of people collectively stepped forward, revealing their murderous intentions.

"Wait"

When the majestic giant man froze at first, then became angry and wanted to explode, Jusan Lang turned his head and glanced at him.

"What are you?"

(To be continued......)