Without saying a word, Fang Yan mingled in the crowd and returned to his room, thinking about what to do with tomorrow's final battle. I don't know if there is still a chance to steal the blood of the monster, if not, the remaining pills on my body are all the gains this time, there are about more than 4,000 mad demon pills, and more than 14,000 demon pills, which is enough for a while.

After resting for one night and getting up the next day, Fang Yan sorted out his equipment, looked at it carefully, took the war hammer in his hand, and always wanted to take this thing back to the furnace for retraining, but unfortunately he didn't have time.

The rest of the belongings were put away by Fang Yan, pushed open the door and went out, following the disciple to the battlefield.

For the first time, Fang Yan saw the overall strength of the Immortal Dao Alliance, and a large area of Wuyang was full of disciples of the Immortal Dao Alliance. The most front is the main combat power above the Jindan period, accounting for two-fifths, and the rest are disciples below the Jindan period, and the combat power is not high, but most people can form a group to form a sword formation, and if the demons and monsters want to deal with it easily, it is almost impossible, and it must take a lot of effort and feet.

Coming to the battlefield, the formation has been withdrawn, and this will be a head-to-head duel.

Nearly 100 senior elders from the merger period took the lead, walked in the forefront, and led all the disciples across the front line and came to the sinkhole.

On the opposite side, the monsters and demon cultivators gathered a large area and occupied the other side.

The two sides are antagonistic and tense.

One of the elders shouted, "Today, we will do the right thing for heaven and uproot your demons......

Before the elder could finish the scene, the demon cultivator on the other side let out a burst of laughter, and one of them stood up and replied.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, what nonsense!"

After speaking, a piercing flute sounded on the opposite side, and the army of monsters rushed along with the demon monks.

A certain senior elder of the Immortal Dao Alliance waved his hand and shouted: "Pull out the evil demons, just today, rush!" ”

In an instant, the scene of the battlefield was like a glacial iron horse and a silver dragon.

Suddenly there was a mess, and as the battle continued to expand, more and more disciples were fighting, the battle line was getting longer and longer, and the battle area was getting wider and wider.

Fang Yan mixed in the crowd, intending to touch the fish and make soy sauce, first constantly joining other people's sword formations, and then disappearing while fighting, and began to change directions. After a while, the dialect came to the edge of the battlefield, using the shadow to disguise itself and blend into a tree.

As for why this is so, it is natural to wait for the arrival of the monster that is destined to arrive.

didn't disappoint Fang Yan, and used this method to harvest dozens of bags of monster blood. After that, Fang Yan used the same method, changed an area, and harvested dozens of bags of monster blood again. Just after changing the area for the third time in the dialect and collecting the blood, it was found that whether it was a monster or a demon cultivator, it was gradually decreasing.

It seems that the Demon Dao is collapsing.

Suddenly, dozens of figures flew out of the Demon Dao camp, inviting battle in the air.

Soon, dozens of figures also flew out of his own Immortal Dao Alliance.

As soon as the two sides met, after friendly consultation, they went to fight together in the Gangfeng layer high in the sky, so as not to hurt their own personnel on the ground in the aftermath of the battle.

Fang Yan shook his head, this level of monk fighting already belongs to the top-level competition of heaven and earth here, and it is the right way to work hard slowly.

Staring at a monster that had finally lost its way, Fang Yan used his disguise to approach, went down with a hammer, and killed it cleanly.

Just as he was about to collect blood, a demon cultivator in the Jindan stage was hunted down and killed and hid here.

As soon as the two sides meet, they want to kill each other.

Fang Yan did not hesitate to move, wielding a war hammer to kill the other party.

"Heavenly Sword Three Uniques, Absolute Foundation!"

One person and one snake fought together, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time, the demon cultivator was stunned, and laughed evilly: "It turns out that you have hidden your cultivation!" ”

The dialect sneered: "Death is coming, there is a lot of nonsense!" ”

Demon Xiu laughed: "It's not certain who will die!" ”

The two sides fought again, but unexpectedly, the drawbacks of Fang Yan's forcible use of monster blood to improve cultivation appeared, and the follow-up was weak at the beginning, and the cultivation realm was not stable enough, and dangers arose.

Demon Xiu smiled evilly: "Look if you die!" Hahaha! ”

Fang Yan threw away the war hammer and turned into a prototype, a large snake more than ten meters long, using the advantage of its huge body and hard snake scales to fight with the demon cultivator.

The effect is still not great, and in the end it can only be messed around.

In fact, the dialect had planned the direction of escape from the beginning, which was the river where the picnic had taken place before, not far from here. Turning into a human form, the dialect is on the one hand to escape and dodge, and on the other hand, it is to confuse the demon cultivators behind him. After a short time, the dialect came to the river smoothly and turned into a green snake into the water.

The demon cultivator chased after him, but there was no trace of the dialect, and he was so angry that he was about to leave.

Suddenly!

Layers of water waves rose in the water, like a heavy hammer hammer after hammer, attacking the demon cultivator.

Demon Xiu was defeated and repelled by the water waves.

The waves of water gradually fall, like a torrential rain.

Unexpectedly, it was mixed with many water arrows and shot at the demon cultivator.

Suddenly, things happened again.

A huge cyan snake emerged from the water, opened its bloody mouth, and exhaled a breath.

The fog is filled, the five fingers are not visible, the visual distance is only three zhang, and the water arrows are frozen when they meet the fog.

Demon Xiu's face was pale, and his secret path was terrible, and he was about to dodge, when the water on the ground boiled and rose again, wrapping around him, fixing his body and making him unable to move.

The ice arrow passed through, and in the clouds and water, a figure rushed in.

"Heavenly Sword Three Uniques, Desperate!"

Fang Yan sealed his throat with a sword, killed the demon cultivator, and he was out of breath.

Holding on to the trunk of the tree by the river, his face was pale, his body was weak, and he barely had the strength to fight again.

At this moment, a figure came out of the mountains and forests by the river.

Fang Yan was secretly vigilant and asked, "Who?!" ”

A man came to a stop not far in front of Fang Yan, stood at a safe distance, raised his hands and said, "I have no malice, I am also a disciple of the Immortal Dao Alliance, I fought all the way to this place, and I was about to rush back!" ”

The dialect does not believe: "Which sect?" ”

The man said: "Qingyun Sect, it's just a small sect, it's normal that you haven't heard of it." ”

The dialect was still skeptical: "Is there a certificate?" ”

The man took out a jade plaque of the Immortal Dao Alliance from his arms, glanced at Fang Yan, and then withdrew it into his arms.

Fang Yan nodded, this thing can't be faked, it is special, and it has unique means.

The man took two steps forward, got closer, and accosted: "The fairy is beautiful, and I haven't asked for the name yet." ”

Fang Yan glared at the man coldly, and forced his spirit along the river to return to Jiangxia City.

The man hurriedly stepped forward: "If the fairy doesn't give up, I am willing to support you." ”

Without waiting for the dialect to speak, the man took out a jade talisman from his arms, threw it into the air, and turned into a spotted leopard, which probably belonged to the cultivation of the little demon in the later stage, and pounced towards the dialect.

Fang Yan secretly hated himself for being negligent, and he didn't ask for a jade plate to take a closer look, didn't the Royal Beast Sect also join the Immortal Dao Alliance during this war?!