Situ Mo is really not an ordinary person, he was restrained by the real fire and targeted by the [Chongming Cave Xuanping], Ding Wei escaped, and he was able to seize the fleeting fighter plane and win back a city.

Li Minggong and the others couldn't rush to help, An Siwei only fought back three moves, and was seriously injured and captured, and the next moment, Situ Mo's cold voice emerged, and he shouted:

"Go to the mountain!"

Situ Mo untied a seal from his waist, threw it in the air, turned into a stone mountain, and pressed it to the [Chongming Cave Xuanping], Li Minggong only glanced at it, this stone mountain is very familiar, it should be a gift given by Xuanyue and Boring Gold when they got along.

The grade of this magic weapon is not low, and when it was pressed down overnight, the mana consumption of Li Minggong doubled, Situ Mo drew his knife and stood in front of the two of them, and there were already five people behind him who rode down the wind and attacked the main mountain of Funan.

Situ Mo's fighting experience is really higher than the two of them, although he can't help the two of them, the mountain under his feet can't run away, he only defends and does not attack, and cooperates with magic weapons to block Li Minggong and Ding Weigong with one enemy and two enemies, only to hear a loud noise:

"Boom!"

The large array under the soles of his feet was shattered in two rounds, and the monks of the Li family were exposed to the foundation building monks like trembling sheep, Li Minggong's pupils dilated slightly, and Situ Mo had already captured the seriously injured An Siwei, and shouted while the iron was hot:

"Li Minggong! The Floating Cloud Realm is no longer defended! I let this person go, and you lead people back across the river! I swear not to pursue! ”

Li Minggong was unwavering, the brilliance of the magic weapon was even worse, An Siwei gritted his teeth, his face flushed for a while, and he saw that Ding Weixuan and even Situ Mo changed color.

"Don't die!"

Situ Mo was born in a famous family, and at a glance he saw through An Siwei and wanted to fight hard, and a golden light appeared like lightning in his eyes, hitting him in the center of his eyebrows, and quickly scattered his mana.

But just for this moment, Situ Mo felt a strong force coming, the magic robe on his body lit up on its own, he seemed to have been hit by something, the sky was spinning in front of him, his body retreated rapidly, and a mouthful of stuffy blood almost spurted out.

But his tenacity was beyond ordinary people, and after being attacked so suddenly, the spell in his hand still did not let go, and he stopped with An Siwei, and looked at it, and there was one more person in the original position.

This is a young man in a colorful feather coat, his face is slightly rounded, his eyes are clear, but the orange feathers on his temples are fine, and he knows that he is a monster at a glance.

"Rays?"

He paused for a moment, several figures appeared on the main peak of Funan, his own men and horses had been forced to retreat, gathered around him, Situ Mo threw the people in his hands into the hands of his subordinates, and suddenly turned around, and a dark shadow appeared, slashing along his chin, bringing out a dark red bloodstain.

"A king with no father and no mother!"

The vertical pupils of the hooked snake emerged from the shadow, Li Wushao was holding two black swords, rushing towards his two ribs, Situ Mo's feather coat trembled, and he suddenly took a few steps, dodging the attack, and the golden qi all over his body surged, flying into his body along his robe, and the long knife was bright.

The huge white ape that turned into its original form under his feet and the flickering Li Chenghuai and the people of the Golden Gate fought together, the glow of the floating clouds and the earth realm flickered, and the real fire and gold were intertwined in turn, disturbing the spiritual fluctuations, and the people under the feet stumbled into the forest, shrinking on the ground and shivering.

……

Wilderness.

Compared to the extreme chaos of the Funan realm, the wilderness was wider and quieter, and the golden-eyed man sat in the skylight, stalemate with a few people on the river in front of him.

The group of people in front of them were shrouded in a light gray mist, and a brown stone tablet was suspended above their heads, carved with dense lines.

The leader was dressed in a black Taoist robe, with a silk belt tied around his waist, a silver and white piece between the two collars, his cheeks were painted with pitch-black lines, and he held a Taoist book in his hand.

He raised his eyebrows and deep eyes, it was Gong Xiao, the first disciple of the Immortal Dao, who was the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, although the time to break through the late stage was not long, but he was extremely proficient in magic, which could be called the first in the Dao.

The wilderness is long, and it is the home of Xuanyue and the Li family, both in terms of liaison ability and garrison strength are outstanding, Li Zhouwei did not appear by the river at the earliest, and even the most marginal defense force is not much, it seems a little empty.

But this Gong Xiao is not stupid, he did not rush into the hinterland in one go, but first transferred people to attack several dangerous peaks to ensure that the advance and retreat were measured, Li Zhouwei then stepped forward to block, and was stalemate by the river.

The wilderness realm is vast, but Li Zhouwei refuses to let Xuanyue's people and horses scatter around, most of the realm only has qi training and even fetal breath, only the key place has a foundation to guard, here is still the main force of Xuanyue, Kong has a total of fifteen foundations, nine of which are headed by Fu Yuezi, all of whom are here.

The rest are headed by Li Zhouwei, Cui Jieyin, Li Wen, Qu Buzhi, and Miaoshui, a total of five people, plus the people of the Confucian family and the unarrived Cheng, there are fifteen people.

There are enough people on both sides, and there are more people at the end of Duxian Dao, including Gong Xiao, Gongsun Baifan and others, there are eighteen people, which can be called the first major battle after the battle between the north and the south.

Li Zhouwei was waiting for Li Cheng, and Guan Gongxiao was also waiting for the boring Jinmen, and after a few moments, the weather in the east changed, and the air was surging to the sky, and Kong Guhui's complexion changed suddenly.

Li Zhouwei doesn't need to ask, there must be a corner of Xuanyue lost, and Duxian Dao will not put all the people here, there must be a large number of Keqing from everywhere.

'The wilderness is open in all directions, leaking everywhere, and my family must not be able to hold it, so it is necessary to withdraw from the realm to resist the main force. ’

At present, the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger, Li Zhouwei's waist is warm, knowing that Li Cheng is only a few breaths away from here, the sky in the center of his eyebrows is flickering, and the light of Shangyao is gushing out, crossing the river, and there is a stone tablet flying up in the Duxian Road to resist the bright light.

There was no nonsense between the two sides, the time on the field turned from static in an instant, the mana brilliance rose everywhere, Li Zhouwei stood up and moved forward, and the first one to greet him was Gongsun Baifan, who was dressed in a robe!

His eyes were resolute, and he drew his knife, but the Guan Lingyan took a step back, not daring to fight with him, and turned to pinch the soft persimmon Qu I don't know, obviously the fight in the past few years also left a big impression on this woman, and now the war may have a life and death crisis at any time, and immediately retreated.

Gongsun Baifan wanted to greet him, but Cui Jieyin didn't give him a chance, this personable, scholar-like man smiled, and the bright steps on the soles of his feet appeared in turn, involving Gongsun Baifan.

Gongsun Baifan in front of him was blocked, Guan Gong Xiao's gaze flew over like an arrow, the Taoist book in his hand was windless and automatic, facing the stabbing halberd, the mighty river gushed out from the Taoist book, swirling and dancing at his feet.

Li Zhouwei shone in the skylight and pierced into his eyes, Guan Gong Xiao only felt that the person in front of him was nothing strange except for the golden pupils, and secretly sneered:

"Just look at what kind of majesty you have as a white lin!"