The cold wind swept the entire battlefield, the goose feather snow shook the entire land, and the entire mountains and rivers were frozen for thousands of miles.

War is always extremely cruel, and countless people may lose their lives because of a war, and the cold wind whimpers, which reveals the desolation.

On the head of the Great Wall of the Border Region, Lin Yan coughed lightly, his body trembled violently, he looked up at the landscape painting scroll in front of him, on which there were countless black and white chess pieces fighting against each other, and there were constantly chess pieces disappearing from this landscape painting scroll, this landscape painting scroll covered all the barbarian guards and demon beasts on the entire battlefield.

Lin Yan's eyes looked at a certain battlefield on the landscape painting scroll, it was the battlefield in front of Tianshui Town, in this battlefield, the black chess pieces had fallen behind, and they had been suppressed by the white chess pieces, and the number of black chess pieces was still decreasing, which meant that the barbarian guards were wantonly slaughtering demon beasts.

Looking at the entire battlefield between the barbarians and the demon clan, only this one battlefield has the largest gap between the two sides, and the situation is the most clear, in Lin Yan's opinion, if there is no accident on this battlefield, the barbarian guards are already doomed to victory.

"But ......"

Lin Yan moved his gaze to the two chess pieces that were fighting not far away, one black and one white, the aura of these two chess pieces was extremely powerful, and the victory or defeat of these two chess pieces was likely to determine the final victory or defeat of this battlefield.

Lin Yan looked at the two chess pieces with a strong aura, his eyes showed a sense of thought, this white chess piece was on the side of the barbarians, and he didn't expect that such a strong guard would appear on this battlefield in Tianshui Town.

Lin Yan's eyes showed thought, and the faces of the high-intensity guards of Tianshui City Town appeared in his mind, and after a while, he rubbed his eyebrows, and slowly stretched his frowning brows, he knew by heart the high-level guards of every town in the Great Wall of the Border Region, but in his memory, no guard of Tianshui Town could fight against Candle Jiuyin.

Lin Yan looked at the landscape painting scroll suspended in the air in front of him and sighed lightly.

"That's it, there are too many unknowable predictions in this battlefield, as long as it is beneficial to my barbarians, I don't care about pursuing my identity now."

Lin Yan then looked at the other battlefields of the landscape painting, and his brows that had just stretched quietly furrowed again.

This war is extremely important for both the barbarian and the demon race, and can even affect the fate of the two races in the future.

"What is the back hand of the demon clan this time......

Lin Yan was a little worried, in every war, the demon clan would hibernate one by one with enough backhands to change the outcome of the war, these backhands were very deep, but each of them was extremely important to the demon clan.

This war is even more important, and the demon clan has mobilized all the forces of the demon clan's land, and their hidden methods this time must be even sharper, and they will pierce the heart of the barbarian guards like a sharp thorn at an appropriate time, giving a heavy blow.

Lin Yan's face was heavy, his eyes looked at the entire battlefield, at this moment, a strange aura emerged from his body, his eyes were shining like stars, as if there were stars running.

At this moment, an old man sitting cross-legged on the land of the demon clan looked at the bronze mirror in front of him with a solemn expression.

On the bronze mirror, it is plain and unremarkable, and there are no waves, but in the eyes of the old man, there are thousands of changes, containing countless changes.

The old man sitting cross-legged looked at the bronze mirror, and as soon as his mind moved, a battlefield instantly appeared in the bronze mirror, and there were two figures in it.

One of the old men in green shirts had a strong aura, and behind him there was a huge and hideous beast, and a fierce aura emanated from him, and his demeanor looked at everything in the world, as if he was the overlord between heaven and earth.

The old man who sat cross-legged in the void and looked at the bronze mirror showed a faint smile on his face, and sighed softly: "The demeanor is still the same, it is worthy of the candle nine yin vein, this bloodline is enough to rank among the top ten bloodlines of the demon clan." ”

Then the old man's eyes looked at the figure of another person who appeared in the bronze mirror, the figure of that person was slender, and he was still not surprised in the face of the strong candle Jiuyin, and his face was flat.

The old man suddenly frowned, and muttered to himself: "I can actually force him to use the projection of the candle nine yin......"

The old man's mood instantly became heavy, and he looked at Ye Chen's figure in the bronze mirror.

"First robbed the treasure of the Golden Crow, then killed the patriarch of the Golden Crow clan, and now he is forcing the patriarch of the Candle Jiuyin clan to use the bloodline of the Candle Jiuyin, is this person a hidden powerhouse of the barbarians?"

The old man's heart suddenly became vigilant, and after the thoughts in his eyes flowed, he looked at the picture in the bronze mirror again.

The old man in the green shirt is the patriarch of the Candle Jiuyin clan, and his strength is very strong, and he can compete with the demon king of the demon clan.

After a moment of silence, the old man muttered softly: "This is the last time you will make a move for the demon clan, and after this time, your involvement with the demon clan will be completely cut off, I hope you will not miss." ”

The old man's eyes showed a stunned look, he gently brushed the surface of the bronze mirror, and the picture in the bronze mirror changed again, and the silhouette of the Great Wall of the border region appeared.

At this time, in the bronze mirror, a person's figure is standing on the head of the city, although the picture in the bronze mirror is a little blurry, as if there is a fog covering it, preventing him from spying on the heavenly machine, but he can still see at a glance that this person is Lin Yan of the barbarian race, and he is also the person who has mastered the heavenly machine scroll among the barbarian generals.

As the fortune teller of the demon clan, and Lin Yan is the one who masters the Heavenly Scroll among the barbarians, the two have long been destined to be rivals in fate, and the two are destined to live and die.

Although the two don't have to fight each other, in the rear of the two camps, the two have been secretly competing.

Lin Yan in the bronze mirror suddenly froze at this time, he sensed the prying eyes of the old man in the dark, Lin Yan looked up at the air, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The old man who looked at the bronze mirror had a flat face, and there seemed to be a bit of pity in his eyes, "Lin Yan, you have been counterattacked by forcibly using the Heavenly Machine Scroll, and the breath in your body is already at the point of running out of oil and lamps, after this war, you will definitely die!" ”

Immediately afterwards, the old man sitting cross-legged chuckled a few times, "Maybe you won't be able to survive the end of this war." ”

Lin Yan, who was standing at the head of the Great Wall in the border area, showed calmness in his eyes, and a cold voice came out: "It's too early to say who killed the deer, let's wait and see!" ”