The number of branch disciples is twice that of the descendants, and when the teams of the two sides come to fight each other, the demon beasts they release also collide fiercely in the air, and the sky at this time is also shrouded in black mist, obscuring the dark black sun, and plunging the earth into darkness.

When they first came into contact with each other, there were a large number of casualties, not because of the casualties caused by their fighting, but because there were too many people and too much coercion, and the cultivators were directly stunned.

Shen Feng watched all this from a high place, and now this scene was similar to what he expected, and he had already discussed with Lu Shuiwen how to deal with it before he was arrested, and his captivity was also part of the plan.

Lu Yuntian also showed his leadership ability at this time, he commanded his descendants to charge continuously, so that his own forces could play the greatest role with few casualties.

And the branch here is Lu Minghao, the strategy he uses is to use the advantage of numbers to crush the descendants here, although they have more casualties than the descendants of the descendants, but compared to their base, it is not worth mentioning at all.

At the beginning of the war, it was just a battle between disciples below the three lines, and the branch disciples had the upper hand here because there were too many of them.

When there were a small number of casualties here, Lu Yuntian asked the monks of the four and five lines to join the battle, and the same branch also sent monks of the same cultivation here, and the battle between them became more intense.

Lu Yuntian was obviously struggling to operate these battles alone, and sweat began to overflow on his forehead.

However, Lu Minghao was much more relaxed, he was drinking tea, and there were beautiful women around him, and he only gave one order to the branch here, that is, to kill him!

Shen Feng is now staring closely at the changes on the battlefield, although the descendants are now at a disadvantage, but Shen Feng also understands that it is a miracle that they can survive until now, and now he is also waiting for an opportunity to use the killer weapon, and this opportunity is to boost the morale of the descendants here.

After two hours of fierce fighting between the two sides, each other was in a state of anxiety, and it was at this time that the monks of the six and seven lines joined the battlefield, and it can be said that these monks were able to influence the victory or defeat of the battlefield.

Now that the two sides have killed each other, it is common to see monks with only one arm or one leg left in the severe pain and still fighting desperately, and some monks after the dark black mist is exhausted, they begin to fight physically, even if the monk with a knife in his body will pull an enemy to bury him before he dies.

Shen Feng looked at everything that was happening in front of him, and he was also sighing

"The so-called cultivation, in the end, is to prove that you are the master of the firmament, and those who can do this are all corpses and mountains of blood behind you."

In the beginning, the monks above the six lines still retained their strength, so the overall situation was in a state of balance, and as time went by, the news of the injuries of the monks with the six lines came, and these high-level monks showed their strength without reservation, and every time they made a move, there was a huge roar.

And there are no monks around the battlefield of the high-ranking monks, because the aftermath of the explosion in their fight will cause the casualties of the low-ranking monks.

Lu Shuiwen looked at the situation in front of him, he was already anxious, because their side was slowly falling behind, although he knew that Shen Feng was prepared, but if his own people were wiped out, then victory would be meaningless.

He glanced up at Shen Feng who was tied to the long pole, and he wanted to open his mouth to ask Shen Feng when he would be able to make a move, but when he saw Shen Feng's serious eyes looking at the battlefield, he held back again.

At this time, the battle had already entered a white-hot level, and Lu Yuntian's command role had lost its effect, so he also used his whole body cultivation to join the battlefield.

Although he joined the battlefield in peak condition, and also played a role in turning the tide of the battle for a small part, it was like a small pebble thrown into the sea, only a small wave was stirred.

Soon both sides entered a state of exhaustion, especially in this case, so they began to have a tendency to retreat, and the balance of victory tipped towards the branch little by little.

Lu Ren looked at all this with a sneer, everything that happened here was under his control, the reason why he hadn't made a move now was that he was waiting for Lu Shuiwen to use a killer move.

He didn't think that a clan elder like Lu Shuiwen didn't have a killer weapon, and this killer weapon could threaten him, but it couldn't cause irreparable damage, and the killer weapon would definitely not be used too many times.

At this time, someone here from the branch shouted

"The patriarch is mighty!"

And this sentence is like giving chicken blood to the children of the molecules, they have stimulated the full potential of their bodies, and they will attack the children of the descendants in one go.

It was at this moment that Shen Feng shouted

"It's now!"

This abrupt sound stunned the monks on the battlefield for a moment, and they looked at Shen Feng, who was tied to the long pole, and at this time someone began to taunt

"This person is crazy, he still dares to speak at this juncture, and he is not afraid of flashing his tongue."

"That's it, I see, eighty percent of this person is scared by this war, and it is estimated that his fate will be miserable."

And Lu Ren thought the same thing, but just as he sneered, Lu Shuiwen moved, and he threw out a big net, and its direction was Lu Ren on the opposite side.

Because Lu Ren was in a relaxed state, and Lu Shuiwen had already prepared, this big net was accurately put on Lu Ren.

Lu Ren snorted coldly, he used all his cultivation power to break free from the big net, but he found that he couldn't break it in a short period of time.

He said to himself with a sneer

"Is this your killer weapon, just a big net, watch me break this big net, and then it will be your death."

Lu Shuiwen took advantage of Lu Ren's trapping in the big net, and he also rushed into the battlefield, and the battle he chose was the battle fought by monks who cultivated more than six patterns.

Soon, in less than three breaths, a six-pattern monk was injured, followed by the second and third, and a monk like him joined the battlefield, bringing hope to the descendants here.

They roared and rushed towards the branch disciples, and when the branch disciples saw that Lu Ren was trapped and Lu Shuiwen was quickly harvesting the heads, they began to panic, and the arrogance just now was instantly suppressed.

When Lu Minghao saw all this, he roared angrily

"Don't back down, let's buy my father a few breaths, and then that's when we will win."