Bai Fan frowned, he didn't expect to be able to be seen through this. He no longer used Wang Wei's appearance as a disguise and restored his original appearance.

Bai Fan didn't look down again, he looked up at the man directly. He recalled, and the person in front of him could be regarded as having seen it, it was the head of the Nine Courtyards - Lu Hai!

Seeing that Bai Fan was silent for a long time, Lu Hai became more majestic, and the source qi of his whole body slowly condensed into his hands. In Lu Hai's opinion, the person who came could enter the tent silently must be a powerful enemy, and his intuition told him not to take it lightly!

Lu Hai was dressed in golden tiger head scale armor, and the source qi continued to flow out of his body, and the whole person was reflected like a god. Although his face did not have too many expressions, the mighty armor made him not angry at this time.

Lu Hai didn't know when a silver spear appeared in his hand, and the totem of the Dao Silver Dragon on it fluctuated with the source qi as if it were lifelike.

Lu Hai's spear was very fast, but Bai Fan was still handy without raising the Lingfu Void Ding. The tip of the spear was about to be pierced on Bai Fan's body several times, but Bai Fan defused it with a clever change of position.

Lu Hai suddenly pronounced the gun, and a white spear light appeared from the tip of the silver spear, which was very dazzling when the tip of the spear rotated. After that, the spear's attack became more aggressive, and its attack power also increased dramatically. Seeing that the head of the gun was about to shoot the white sail in the air, the afterimage under the white sail's feet was even worse, and he followed the tip of the gun in three steps and approached Lu Hai.

Seeing this, Lu Hai no longer dared to have reservations, he had attached so much importance to the opponent in front of him before, but the result was still underestimated.

Lu Hai hung his palm and made a complicated seal, the spear in his hand turned golden in a trance, and the roar of the spear spirit could be heard from time to time.

"Nine Dragons Golden Gun!"

A small black tripod rose in front of Lu Hai's eyebrows, and there were seven blood-red realm marks in the tripod. Upper Realm Seven Heavens! Not to mention the number one master in Yucheng Ridge, it's almost the same.

Bai Fan was suppressed by the other party's source qi, and he had no choice but to release the Lingfu Void Ding, but its Ding was dark gray. Lu Hai saw that his eyebrows were full of surprise, in his understanding, everyone's Void Ding was black, but the Void Ding in front of him was dark gray, and the source qi in the Ding was extremely powerful, just a little fluctuation could distort the surrounding air.

However, Lu Hai did not lose his fighting spirit because of this, he believed that he could suppress the other party to the death in terms of cultivation. The gap between the upper realm and the heavy heavens was equivalent to the sum of the previous source qi, and no one in ancient history could go retrograde to kill the enemy in such a situation.

But he still miscalculated after all. Bai Fan no longer wanted to entangle with the person in front of him, because time was running out.

An all-black sword slowly appeared, and Bai Fan held Long Yuan and recited the sword technique: "The extreme path has no beginning, the sword intent is boundless, and the heart is like stopping water!" A gray sword light slashed directly towards Lu Hai.

Suddenly, a purple-black gourd appeared in Lu Hai's hand at some point, and all the fierce attacks of Bai Fan were contained in the gourd.

"Gray Sword Qi ......," Lu Hai muttered, a sudden sense of realization descended on his mind.

"You, you, you are the nameless master of the tavern?" Lu Hai just felt that Bai Fan was just a clever person at that time, and he didn't pay too much attention to it, if it weren't for the black purple spirit gourd in his hand given by the Divine Domain Mansion today, he was afraid that he would fall under Bai Fan's sword qi. The gray chaos was really terrifying, and now the sword body of Long Yuan in Bai Fan's hand was surrounded by gray sword qi, and the things around him were decomposed little by little by the domineering sword qi.

"Exactly. ”

"Now I have something important to report, and this matter is related to the lives of hundreds of millions of people in Yuchengling!" Bai Fan saw that Lu Hai recognized him, so he was no longer vague, and said the matter one by one.

When Lu Hai learned of the big thing in his mouth, he was first shocked, and then delighted. Because the news brought by Bai Fan is too important, even if the news is really chilling, but it shows its value more and more precious.

"We, Yuchengling, have always carefully followed the instructions of the Heavenly Domain, and have been collecting all kinds of precious medicinal materials for their cultivation for nearly a thousand years, and now that they have been abandoned by them, they are still embarrassed to fight against my Yuchengling, this ruthless Divine Domain Mansion is very chilling!" Although Lu Hai is not a native of Yuchengling, he was assigned to Yuchengling hundreds of years ago to manage the affairs of the Nine Courtyards, and he and Yuchengling have long been integrated, regardless of each other.

"If the matter is really as Brother Dao said, there will be retribution in the future!"

After Lu Hai clasped his fists and saluted, he directly called the strategists to discuss how to deal with the rebels.

A quarter of an hour later, it was finally decided. All the Terran armies wore a small white sash on their left arm, but a closer look reveals it.

A day and a half passed after that. On the way, part of the Terran army was lost due to the storm.

The sound of people moving from the northwest.

"We are lost Terran warriors!, please allow us to return to the ranks!" shouted a man with a Terran banner in his hand.

Lu Hai heard the movement and came out of the tent. He asked the soldiers with excellent eyesight to see if any of them were bandaged.

"Tell the boss, I don't see the white strap!"

As Bai Fan said, Lu Hai was stunned for a while, but then regained his firmness.

"Shoot arrows from the source spirit!" Lu raised the sword at his waist.

Woooo

Ten Thousand Roots Spirit Arrows shot out in a volley, and the sky was full of rows of black-pressed arrows, and the source power fluctuations in them were already worth the full force of a master of the First Heaven of the Upper Realm.

The monks who disguised themselves as the lost army of the Terran Race all changed color, and they thought that the Terran army in such a need of help should not hesitate to accept them, but they didn't expect that the connection was not forgotten, and the return gift had been filled with Source Spirit Arrows.

Among them, those whose cultivation was not as good as the upper realm were shot through by the Source Spirit Arrow in an instant, and their bodies were full of wounds left by the Source Spirit Arrow. A Terran rebel monk was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.

However, there were still dozens of people who survived after the rain of arrows, which meant that all those who remained were above the upper realm cultivation. There are so many people in the upper realm, if you put any one of them in any place, you will be a person at the level of a sect master. If so many Upper Realm people attacked together, it would definitely be enough to sweep through the Yucheng Mountains, even though it was a human army in front of them.

"Could it be that God wants to kill my Yuchengling?" I don't know who said such things first.

Dozens of Upper Realm powerhouses exuded supreme source qi fluctuations in front of the army, and the environment, which was originally very harsh due to the impact of the Great War, made the southeast battlefield look very desolate at this moment.

Broken arrows all over the ground, the vast sky. The corpses in front of him have long since piled up into a mountain, and the blood has also gathered into a river.

A master of the upper realm can destroy hundreds of thousands of people below his cultivation. The reality is so cruel!

"This battle is lost without a fight!" lamented an old monk, tears appearing in his already cloudy eyes.

"I was born in Yuchengling, and I will be the soul of Yuchengling when I die!

The extreme figures did not stop because of their morale, and everywhere the figures were where the corpses were lying.

The first batch of hundreds of monks lay on the ground in an instant.

One of the rebels' masters of the upper realm, his eyes were as cold as if he were looking at a dead man, constantly reaping human lives. First, a seemingly young child soldier, when the knife in his hand fell, the child soldier's eyes instantly turned from fear to helplessness, and then to despair. After a blood streak was created, the life of the child soldier ended. Then was an old veteran, whose thin hands were directly cut off, and then there was a blood mist behind the sword light, and he lay on his back on the ground, motionless. Finally, a female monk with a relatively delicate face was directly stabbed through the chest and abdomen, vomiting blood and dying.

"This is war, a purgatory!" roared a man who was about to become a ghost under the sword.

This is just the rebel army of the Terran race, which is enough to make the Terran army suffer heavy casualties, plus the demon army, what should be the fate of the Terran army?

No one thinks and doesn't dare to think about it......

In front of the tent, Lu Hai saw that his Terran monks were slaughtered by the rebels without any strength, and he didn't know how many times he was about to rush out, but he was stopped by the guards around him.

"Boss, you must not go, this must be a trap! The Terran army can't do without your command, Yuchengling needs you!" the guards around him persuaded, and he was so anxious that his eyes were red and swollen when he saw the rebels constantly killing his comrades.

Lu Hai shook for a moment, he has seen too many killings these days, and every time he has the strength to come out, otherwise he will expose the full strength of the human race, and then the human race will be defeated. He had to think about the common people of this jade mountain, and because of this, he could only watch his only heir being mercilessly slaughtered by the rebels.

The sand and dust are scattered, and the dead soul is looking forward to it!

However, a white figure stepped out step by step. The rebels have stopped killing......