The body of the two foreigners suddenly became huge, like a ball that blew air, and it was more than doubled in size in an instant, and they stepped on the ground with one foot, making a roaring tremor, and the two foreigners roared like thunder, Wuyang glanced back and said, "I'm rubbing, fat!"

Ning Abba didn't understand, he said, "What is fat?" As he spoke, his sword mark slashed a foreigner to death, and his body had already surged out dozens of meters away with Lei Xingfeng and Wuyang.

Wuyang said: "You look back...... Aren't those two guys fat!"

Ning'er Abba glanced back and said, "That's not fat...... That's a transformation!"

The two Dao Monarch Ancestors of the foreign race, after transforming, were obviously a line faster, but unfortunately, the speed of Lei Xingfeng, Wuyang and Ning Er Abba was extremely fast, and these three people did not catch up, but the cultivators along the way were unlucky, and they were killed by the two Dao Monarch Ancestors.

The three cultivators of Wuyang, the two Daojun Ancestors of the foreign race, there are more people killed along the way, the three of them kill the foreigners in Wuyang, and the two Daojun Ancestors of the foreign race kill the cultivators, along the way, the foreigners and the cultivators can't stand it, and when they see these five people coming, they hide to the side early.

In this way, the foreigners will suffer a loss, because the three of Wuyang are going for the foreigners, and the cultivators are only affected, as long as they are avoided in time, the two Daojun Ancestors of the foreign clan will have no way, they will not be able to turn around and chase the cultivators, the two ancestors are angry, and they only want to catch the three of Wuyang and bite and smash them.

The three of them were running around, where there were many foreigners, they rushed to where they went, they were not stupid enough to turn around and go back to fight with the two foreign Daojun Ancestors, as time went by, the two foreign Daojun Ancestors found that something was wrong, because the two of them had been chasing the three of Wuyang, so the lots they were responsible for all collapsed, and they were killed by the masters of the cultivators, you must know that the two Daojun Ancestors were responsible for containing the Daojun Ancestors among the cultivators, if there was no containment, then even if the Daojun Ancestors did not use powerful skills, their strength was not something that ordinary foreigners could resist。

Suddenly, two people rushed out to block the Dao Monarch Ancestor of the foreign race, and one of them shouted, "Kill these two guys!"

Lei Xingfeng saw that it was cheap, and shouted: "Turn around, do it!"

It's too stupid not to pick up this kind of cheap, and the three of them are also a little annoyed by being chased, and the three of them turned over and rushed back.

Boom! Boom!

The two foreign Daojun Ancestors suddenly found that something was wrong, and with a strange scream, the two turned around and ran, and the situation was suddenly reversed, originally chased and killed, but now it has become chased and killed.

The five people chased after the two and bombarded wildly in the back, however, the Daojun Ancestor was different after all, his defense was extremely strong, even if he was hit, there was not much injury, the two foreign Daojun shouted and ran all the way back, at this moment, the foreign people completely collapsed, and the originally brave warriors suddenly became cowards, turning around one by one and running wildly, and the remaining cultivators chased frantically, slashing and killing along the way.

Lei Xingfeng found that the two Daojun Ancestors in front of him, their bodies contracted rapidly, like a deflated ball, and they instantly returned to their original appearance, and then the speed of the two Daojun Ancestors suddenly became extremely fast, and after a few flashes, they disappeared into the crowd of fleeing foreigners, and if the Daojun Ancestors wanted to escape, they generally couldn't catch up, especially the foreigners in front of them who were all defeated, so they blocked their pursuit at Wuyang.

Wuyang said: "It's really fast, it's gone in the blink of an eye!"

Ning Er Abba said: "Forget it, I have to fight if I catch up, and I don't have the slightest confidence in fighting with Daojun Ancestor." ”

Lei Xingfeng also smiled, and he said: "Yes, it's best to run away, it's really right, we don't necessarily take advantage...... Especially the two of us. "He's talking about Ning Er Aba, the two of them are just Heavenly Monarchs, with the power of Wuyang and the other two Dao Monarch Ancestors, otherwise, let alone chasing the Dao Monarch Ancestors of the two foreign races, if they really meet and fight, how far can the two of them escape, a fool can fight with this kind of master, the gap between Dao Jun and Tianjun is really too big.

Wuyang smiled: "Yes, we didn't just run away like rabbits, haha." ”

When the two cultivators saw each other fleeing, they didn't chase after each other, they would rather kill ordinary foreigners, enemies with similar strength to themselves, whether they could fight or not, because only this kind of master could hurt themselves, and they would not take the initiative to attack unless they had to do so, or when they were very sure.

Although there were a large number of foreigners in the entire clan, there were no more masters than cultivators, and Wuyang and the others stopped after chasing and killing for a while, seeing that the foreigners were receding like a tide, they were not willing to chase them stupidly.

In this battle, the foreigners were of course killed and injured heavily, and the cultivators were not like this, hundreds of thousands of cultivators, less than two-thirds of them could survive, and half of them were seriously injured, this cannon fodder team was disabled, and the people who could survive and did not have any injuries should not exceed 50,000, they were all guys with a bit of brains, and those who were stupid enough to charge forward, either died or were seriously injured, and those who could be intact were very lucky.

The camp was bleak, this kind of death and injury was something that most cultivators had never seen, and many cultivators who came with them showed sadness on their faces when they saw the loss of their companions.

Wuyang and Lei Xingfeng are nothing, after all, no one else came to the secret gate, and Ning Er Aba was more sad, there were many people from the third gate, he got the news, at least half of them died, and most of the rest were injured, fortunately this time, Lei Xingfeng provided some healing elixirs, and these injured people did not die because of this.

Compared to the cultivators of other sects, Ning Er Abba and them are relatively good, at least half of them did not die, and most of the cultivators of many sects were killed or injured, and even the cultivators from some sects only survived.

There are also a very small number of small sects, none of them are alive, and all of them died here.

Behind the battle team, there are more than 100,000 cultivators, all of them are the lowest-level cultivators, they are not here to fight, but to feel the battlefield, they are all the reserve low-level disciples of the Ming Ze League, and their task is to clean up the battlefield and bury the corpses.

The entire battlefield unfolded in the forest, so this forest was almost completely beaten into white ground, full of stumps and broken leaves, and the branches of a few large trees were still retained, standing alone on the battlefield, and the fire that ignited was quickly extinguished in a burst of heavy rain, and now the field of vision can really be seen far away.

Lei Xingfeng sat on a bulging tree root, he looked at the battlefield, and sighed in his heart, this battlefield is no worse than the battlefield in the previous life, the entire battlefield seems to have been ploughed by countless artillery fire, the ground is uneven, there are countless huge soil pits, with a heavy rain, there are countless more ponds on the ground.

A lot of corpses floated on the pool, the newly formed pool, the water was red, Lei Xingfeng said: "After this battle, we should rest for a while, right?"

"Others may have time to recuperate, let's ...... Not necessarily!"

Lei Xingfeng smiled bitterly: "Do we still have to fight?"

Wuyang said: "It is estimated that it will not be easy. ”

Sure enough, before he could wait long, an order was delivered, and all the unwounded were assembled and marched to another place, while the others stayed where they were for the time being, and the overseers followed suit.

Dao Jun and Tianjun, specially led the way, after flying for a distance, they came to a temporary camp, Lei Xingfeng saw a portal in the middle of the camp, he said, "Where is this going?"

In the camp, the three of them went to the big canteen, the so-called big canteen, that is, the big wooden shed, a few hundred meters long, ten meters wide wooden shed, there are seventeen or eighteen, like a long dragon lined up on the ground, the people who arrived at this camp, there are tens of thousands of people, even if there are so many wooden sheds, it is still crowded and abnormal, of course, the seats of the Dao Monarch and the Heavenly Monarch are guaranteed, and others are not necessarily, many cultivators are holding rice bowls and squatting on the ground to eat.

After eating, someone summoned Dao Jun and Tianjun to gather.

Many Dao Monarchs and Heavenly Monarchs are secretly cursing to themselves, they are all kings and hegemons in their own sects, and when they come here, they become pawns and small soldiers, and they can only get the least respect, but they can no longer do whatever they want.

Lei Xingfeng and a few people followed the flow of people, and soon entered the portal, as for where to go, no one told him, and no one knew.

Coming out of the portal, this is a larger camp, the three of them walked with the crowd in a daze, and soon someone led them to the resting place, this time it was even more simple, four people in a room, Wuyang, Lei Xingfeng and Ning Er Abba walked into the room, and saw an old man, sitting on the ground with a bitter face.

The old man saw the three of them come in and said, "Sit down, where are you from?" Well, my name is Da Lieba!"

Wuyang said: "Brother, I'm Wuyang." ”

Lei Xingfeng and Ning Er Abba signed up separately, and the three of them sat down, Lei Xingfeng was curious: "Senior, why are you alone?"

Daleba said with a gloomy expression: "It's all dead, but I'm alone, fuck!" he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

Lei Xingfeng looked at Dalieba carefully this time.

The old man couldn't see how old he was, of course, the age of the cultivator was almost impossible to guess, the experience of the previous life did not work at all, in this life, the age of the cultivator was a few hundred years old, and a thousand years old was not too big, which was also related to cultivation, so the old man's age may be very large, or maybe not big, but if he can reach the Cheng dù of the Daojun Ancestor, this person's age will not be young.

The wrinkles on his face, a pair of eyes squinted, opened by chance, his pupils flickered, and a power faintly oppressed Lei Xingfeng and Ning Er Aba, his face was full of bitter expressions, he was wearing the clothes given by Ming Zemeng, and like Wuyang, he represented the status of a high-level cultivator here.

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