As far as the eye can see, the entire battlefield is magnificent and majestic. On this endless plain, there are warriors patrolling cautiously from time to time. Although the plain was extremely quiet at this time, the entire space exuded a solemn aura.

Yi Feng's figure was hidden in the void, and ordinary martial artists couldn't detect him at all. Looking at the endless barracks tents on the plain. Yi Feng didn't stop, and the figure continued to rush to the front.

And when Yi Feng was hurrying, a thunderous voice exploded in the void out of thin air: "All the sergeants gather!"

As soon as these words fell, countless warriors galloped out of the tents, and on the plain, a black group of human heads immediately gathered. Yi Feng had never seen so many people come together. Even if you watched a movie in a previous life. The feeling of filming is only a few hundred extras at most. However, at this moment, there are really tens of thousands. This majestic momentum is far from what a movie can show.

Even Yi Feng, who was a saint-rank, still felt a sense of oppression under the slaughter of tens of thousands of martial artists.

"All forward!" was the same voice, and under his shouting, the sergeant and warrior still squirmed quickly. The black human head is endless, giving people an extremely shocking feeling.

Yi Feng stood in the void, hanging them from afar. And he followed them.

In a burst of rapid galloping, they soon reached a place when they stopped. On the opposite side of them, there were also countless black and countless sergeants and warriors.

When the two parties met, their eyes were extremely red, and Yi Feng could clearly feel that after the two met, the solemn atmosphere increased sharply, and the warriors improved their fighting spirit one by one, and their bodies tightened like a sharp sword that was about to be unstringed.

The two leaders didn't say much, just waved their arms and shouted behind them: "Kill ......"

As the two spoke, the void suddenly resounded with earth-shattering shouts, and these warriors frantically rushed into the opposing warrior camp like a flood that burst the embankment.

The space that was originally calm was completely enveloped by the shouts of battle in a moment.

On the battlefield, scenes of killing began to be staged, and blood began to stain the plain red. People roll people, corpses roll corpses, in the previous life, some people said that the battlefield was hell on earth, and when Yi Feng saw it at this moment, he really felt the chill of this sentence.

The original plain was filled with blood and slaughter. Yi Feng looked at this scene, his figure flickered, and he looked at the direction of the end of the plain, where was the location of the Demon Domain.

Yi Feng's figure flickered, galloping past in the battle of countless sergeants. Of course, there are also warriors with short eyes who swing their weapons at Yi Feng and slash at him. However, when he slashed to the position where Yi Feng was standing just now, there was no longer Yi Feng's figure there, which made the martial artist stunned.

Wherever Yi Feng passed, the warriors who were originally blocking his way felt a surging force pushing them away one by one, and the warriors who were originally fighting were scattered one by one, making way for Yi Feng.

The martial artist who was separated by Yi Feng at will, looking at the fleeting martial artist, immediately thought of the word Holy Venerable in his heart. It's just that what they don't understand is that since it is a Holy Venerable, how can it appear in the battle below.

They couldn't figure it out, but they quickly eliminated this doubt from their minds, and the martial artists who were separated by Yi Feng were entangled together again.

Yi Feng turned a blind eye to the other party's fight, and he was not ready to help that side. Wherever he passed, a howl of wind blew away the fighting warriors.

Although this scene was weird, but the battlefield was so big, no Saint Venerable noticed this scene.

"Boom ......"

Just as Yi Feng was still hurrying, above the void, a thunderous sound erupted. Above the sky, the four Saint Rank powerhouses clashed together in pairs. The power of terror swept through the heavens and the earth. Under their fight, the warrior withdrew in an instant, giving them a huge amount of space. Underneath them, it became empty in an instant.

Looking at the Void Fighting Saint Venerable, Yi Feng was slightly stunned, there were two of them that he was familiar with. One is Schilling and the other is Bi Scorpion. Yi Feng glanced at the fight between the two parties, the strength was equal, and there was a momentum of destroying the sky between his hands.

The other two warriors are new faces, but their strength is extremely strong. Yi Feng estimated that the strength of these two people must have reached the level above the third order of the Holy Order.

The fight between the four of them above the void stirred up terrifying aftermaths, causing the warriors who were fighting around them to rush around. Similarly, the aftermath also hit Yi Feng's range.

These aftermaths naturally have no effect on Yi Feng, but for other martial artists, this aftermath has a life-threatening concern, and in this short period of time, all the martial artists have withdrawn, leaving Yi Feng alone in it.

Those martial artists looked at Yi Feng who was alone in it, and one by one they almost imagined the consequences of Yi Feng's bones being blasted by the aftermath of the Holy Order. But what stunned everyone was that the young man in front of him actually walked by as if there was nothing in the aftermath of the Holy Order.

At this time, those warriors who withdrew understood that they had lost their eyes. However, when he saw what Yi Feng was wearing, he couldn't help frowning. Obviously, the other side is not dressed according to the dress specifications of either camp. Or just mix and match?

"This warrior, what camp is it from?"

And the Saint-rank powerhouse who commanded the army also saw Yi Feng. However, while the two frowned, they didn't care about each other. Just now, the other party looked at the aftermath of the Holy Rank powerhouse as if it was nothing. That makes people's strength obviously unfathomable. It must be a crane hidden in a secret place. Looking at his situation, it seems that he is just in a hurry. Since this is the case, the two parties are naturally unwilling to offend such a strong person. The other party wants to hurry, let him go, as long as he doesn't hurt people in his camp.

As they imagined, every time Yi Feng passed, there were figures fighting between the two sides at random. No one was harmed. This was a relief for both camps. After all, the energy of a holy rank is not small, although it cannot change the outcome of such a huge battle. But it is an indisputable fact that the chips of one side are increased.

Yi Feng, who was in a hurry, could naturally detect two surging momentum locked on him, for such a lock. Yi Feng didn't care at all, and his figure flashed and continued to hurry.

In the city he passed, it was still the warriors who made way for him. However, when Yi Feng was about to move forward again, he was attracted by a figure. Looking at this figure, Yi Feng frowned slightly. The pace also stopped at this moment.