A hundred years after entering the realm, the outside world fought for a hundred years, and after a hundred years of fierce battles, the army of Brother Luosang advanced to the core of the six clans, and the flames of war burned through the sky.

It doesn't seem to be very fast, but it actually embodies the wisdom of both sides, caused by many factors.

In a war, the first side to attack can always take some advantage, such as the full deployment of military forces, the timing of the attack is grasped by itself, as well as the goal, the direction of the follow-up advance, the priority and so on. Correspondingly, as the side of defense and counterattack in this war, Huoyan Star Domain also has advantages, the most important of which is: they have teleportation!

Rosang also teleported, but not during the advancement, such as capturing one star to capturing another, and the road had to be flown in between.

The starry sky is vast, the battle line is long and vast, and the battle between the two realms cannot rely on only a few powers, but a large number of ordinary monks, so in terms of transporting troops, there are a large number of ready-made teleportation available Huoyan has the upper hand, and can concentrate troops to counterattack all the way.

But there are premises. One is to find the opponent, and the other is to be fast!

War is never child's play, in terms of the number of troops put into the battlefield, the more well-prepared Luo Sang has a clear advantage, although Huoyan Star Domain also expected the war to come, and has also mobilized all parties, but the defenders will always be a little slack, and because of the poor judgment of the time when the war will start, they will pay a heavy price.

Summing up the history of the war in one sentence, the Huoyan side, except for a few innocuous victories won by some people and some people, was defeated as a whole.

This is normal, the starry sky is long, and it takes time to mobilize, organize, and form an army. Not to mention anything else, it will still take a long time to just spread the information of the war to the major sects and clans, to find those who are searching for treasures, exploring secrets, retreating, and treating the wounded, and then to organize them and send them to the battlefield without considering the problem of will.

Even now. Judging from the number of troops that can be put into the front line of the two sides immediately, each of the three routes of Luosang's southern, southern, and central routes is equivalent to the total strength of the front line of the Huoyan Star Domain, and its weakness is also limited. In addition, it must be mentioned that the Luosang military array cannot teleport directly to the Xiuxing battlefield through guò, but its major military formations can communicate with each other. Somewhere was attacked, the rest rushed to help.

In the early days of the war, there were successive defeats, and all the Xiuzhen Stars along the way were lost, among which the monks, including the Huoyan monks who came from the rear and participated in the war in the early days, either died or were enslaved, and less than one in ten escaped by luck. In order to win this campaign, Rosang activated a number of magic circles that were recognized as forbidden spells, driven by a large number of unjust souls and living slaves, and were extremely powerful; When it gains a large number of captives, it is equivalent to increasing its attack power in disguise, and its momentum is even stronger.

Fortunately or unfortunately, perhaps the consciousness of the starry sky is vast, and the war between the two domains cannot be completed in thirty or fifty years, and the tactics of the Rousanne Legion are relatively conservative, although they are pressing step by step, the overall speed of the advance is not fast.

It is clear that they are ready for a long battle. Steady and steady, from the very beginning attention was paid to saving manpower; the Third Route First Army advanced as a whole under the supervision and protection of the brigade and the central army. It doesn't look as shocking as the Hurricane, but its sense of oppression is full, like a slowly approaching giant beast, and its snort can be heard. Everyone can understand its strategic intentions, and it would rather fight hard and consume it than risk forming a lone army.

The result of this. Huoyan's side was given more respite, and at the same time felt more pressure. In this way, Luo Sang told his opponent: I can defeat you, punch by punch, not by a knife in the heart.

This is the table of self-confidence.

For Huo Yan, in the case of not being able to fight a decisive battle as a whole for the time being. If you don't want to continue to lose and retreat, you must concentrate your forces to annihilate the enemy all the way and give Rosang a head-on blow.

To achieve this, they need to find their opponents and fight quickly.

The magic is here, and inferred from various circumstances, Huoyan's side quickly came to the conclusion that the other side seems to have a place to fight: the land of ascension!

In other words, as long as you use a little means and design a strategy, you can lock the position of the first army.

The plan was quickly drawn up, the plan was quickly executed, and the result of its execution was devastating

When the soul returned, he opened his eyes and saw the world around him clearly, and Thirteen Lang was taken aback.

The first is that he did not become two people, but merged into one.

I have discussed this issue before the return, it stands to reason that Thirteen Lang entered the realm with a soul, and his body was created by the soul of the realm at that time, and after his return, one soul and two bodies, what would be the situation?

Even Defu couldn't answer this question, and guessed that the most likely outcome was that the soul would return to its place, and the Thirteen Lang out of the realm would become a clone, or simply a puppet. In that case, Shisanro plans to cultivate the method of dividing souls and refining it into a second clone.

The reality was unexpected, and after the fusion, Thirteen Lang immediately knew that he couldn't separate them anymore, and he was completely alone.

How can two real bodies merge into one another as if they had disappeared?

didn't have time to think about the reason, after the fusion, the breath of Thirteen Lang surged like crazy, so vast that the indescribable breath of life swept in all directions, and the swelling of the chest and abdomen could not be contained at all, and the long roar was in the air.

"Roar!"

The wind thundered, the sea of fire moved, and at the moment when the out-of-bounds crack had not disappeared, Thirteen Lang roared: "Come!"

With a good mind, several streamers rushed to the face, without saying a word, Thirteen Lang took out a few things from the ring and threw them reflexively.

"Son, catch it!"

The Five Elements Boat entered the realm, and the Five Elements Space sealed the underworld to create the world, whether it was successful or not, Thirteen Lang was powerless, and only saw the creation of blessing and spiritual wit. The crack in the interface disappeared quickly, and Thirteen Lang seemed to see thunder and lightning, and there was also a colorful light from Haoyang, and he was thinking in his heart if the Five Elements Boat was working so quickly, and suddenly heard a roar in his ears.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar"

The roar was followed by a series of yells, sounding like people in a secret room, and all sides responded at the same time.

This is not the case, the two bodies of Thirteen Lang are one, and the vitality swept over the heads of the people around them, and the roar immediately began to erupt, and in all directions, hundreds of monks, as well as countless monsters of strange shapes, rushed into the sky and roared!

"Whew!"

"This is a broken realm!"

Elder Cheng, Qi Aotian, Cheng Xueyi, and the rest of the people, all of them had their jaws on the ground, and they only felt that their eyeballs were not enough.

Thousands of gods have all broken through the realm, and tens of millions of demon beasts have rushed to the level for hundreds of millions of years of cultivation history, such a thing has happened once!

The sluggish mid-range elder turned his head and looked at the person who had caused this qiē with some blankness. The heart is slowly firm.

"It's him, it's him, it's him!"

This is the second shock, and there is a third, fourth, and fifth

The surroundings are visible at a glance. Previously, Dabi was a starry sky of the mad spirit land, condensed into a piece of only more than a thousand miles in size, originally hundreds of millions of demon beasts and demon insects, in addition to the death of the disaster and the death of a hundred years, the number of survivors was still huge, almost crowded into a group, crowded the ground. The group of cultivators roared and shouted, and the demon beasts roared and shook the heavens and the earth, setting off a strong wind to blow down the blades left by someone when they ascended to heaven, and the sound was like the sound of gold and iron.

This is no longer a piece of land. It's a magic weapon, it's a body, it's a fine iron that can compete with it when you walk through the starry sky!

There was a huge ball in front of him, his breath was strong but his spirit was very poor, obviously the ground was harder than iron, stronger than steel, but the body of the ball seeped into the ground like water, and the ground was still flat in place. Unaffected.

Absorb the power of the mad spirit for a hundred years, and simulate the mad spirit path for a hundred years. In the darkness, a pull came, and Thirteen Lang sensed Qiuqiu's will, knowing that it was left by the mad spirit after entering the realm, just like his own arm.

However, it was too tired and needed to rest, and it needed to use this thousand-mile platform that fused all the mad spirit bodies to sleep and cultivate.

On the Gathering Table. A bald man stood up slowly, his body flickering with a ghostly light, and his aura was so strong that he didn't dare to look at it directly, and what was especially strange was that when Thirteen Lang's eyes fell on his face, a pair of faces appeared in his mind. The dogs and horses were all eating, and finally turned into the long-haired young man, who responded with a slight smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Cheng, if you have orders, Su is willing to be the forerunner. ”

It is enough to have this sentence, whether he is bald or an old man, whether he is immeasurable or clever.

Looking up, the whirlpools are disintegrating, marking the world's entry into the world of this land that had been separated from the passage of guò descending, and in the process, people's vision slowly became clear, and they soon saw the people who were being chased and killed in the sky that was burned red by the flames of war and blood.

The battlefield just revolves around the whirlpool, as if the two sides are fighting for this place, and the winner is already divided.

A thousand-zhang sword in the north, with a thousand monks on it, is led by three old men, galloping vertically and horizontally, thousands of miles in an instant.

From time to time, people flew on the big sword, and the sword body was constantly flying out of the monks, representing the pursuit and harvesting between the coming and going, and the surrounding starry sky, thousands of people, or even more than 10,000 people, were strangled and killed, all covered by a sword.

At this time, the advantages and disadvantages of the scattered battle situation were obvious, the big sword pointed the spearhead to the west, and the three old men had blazing eyes, ready to attack in person at any time.

Thousands of miles of starry sky in the south, a row of neat coffins is rampant, the number is more than a thousand, the attack is weird, whenever a monk approaches, or is approached by it, the coffin bursts out of the white mist and miserably, hidden inside, the shape looks like a person, the posture and action are like a beast, tearing or rolling the opponent back to the coffin, followed by a creaking chewing sound, and a miserable howl that is not like a human voice.

The treasure of the monk, silent and free, those "people" who manipulate the coffin are deliberate, deliberately let the opponent hear the screams of their companions, destroying the soul.

At this time, the victory or defeat of the surrounding battle situation was visible, and thousands of coffins turned their heads in unison, led by two extraordinarily wide and heavy head coffins, pointing straight to the west.

These are the mainstream, the two most conspicuous and dazzling scenes, in fact, the surrounding main battlefield is tens of thousands of miles, and the spread is even more distant, if you really want to count the number of people completely, the two sides are afraid that there will be no less than 100,000!

100,000 refinements! Even in the Star Field War, it is rare.

A huge soul banner in the east, ghosts and things are permeated for thousands of miles, and ghosts cry and howl for thousands of miles, and you can know by listening to its voice that the number is endless.

The eastern battlefield was the cleanest, but it looked the busiest, with monks catching and taking prisoners, killing people, taking treasures, and throwing their souls into the clouds. Under the soul flag, there is a clean place in the ghostly world, an old man, a strong man, a boy and an old woman live on all sides, and their satisfied and contemptuous eyes are facing the west.

"Today, after the war, the six clans are no more, and the northern passage is completely opened!"

The proud old woman first made a discovery, then the child, and then, the surrounding battlefield powers lowered their heads one after another, looking at the scattered whirlpool, looking at the world that slowly revealed its true face.

"This is it, this is my God!"

(To be continued......)