But I heard that there are still several mid-first-order Zergs, and if they are not properly commanded, I am afraid that there are only a few people who can survive.

As a fellow Terran monk, Chen Shoutian was naturally extremely worried, and his gaze seemed to want to travel five or six hundred miles to see the situation clearly.

In the southern region, on the top of a small hill, a breeze blows, and a person on the top of the mountain has long hair and a cloak flying, revealing the charming back of Arodo.

Xuanyuan Caixue stood here for nearly an hour.

This hour is not to think about the fierceness of the battles and battles behind him, and not to think about the future situation and strategy.

At this hour, I was looking at the southwest theater from afar, where perhaps the victory and defeat had already been decided at this time, and perhaps at the critical moment of fierce fighting.

"Three Great Masters, are you really not going to make any more moves?" a thin voice came from the breeze, the voice was delicate, but this word was extremely disappointed.

It is rumored that Yimen has Yi Heng, Zeng Yushu, and Wu Uneasy, and the first two are all famous people in the world, and the first and second places in the two lists of the immortal cultivation world.

It shouldn't be a problem to deal with a late-stage first-order player, right?

But what if you add a couple of mid-first-order ones? three mid-first-order ones still pass through this area.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but gently pat her chest with her hand, secretly rejoicing.

If those three mid-first-order were not summoned, then this area would have been occupied by the Zerg long ago, and they would have either fled or become tonic and food under the tusks of the Zerg.

Since taking over as the commander-in-chief here, although he has been able to barely hold his position without losing, the only shortcoming is the lack of mid- and high-level combat power.

Thousands of scattered cultivators, only two in the middle stage of foundation building, thirteen people in the early stage of foundation building, and the others are all Qi refining stage monks, and even Qi refining fourth-layer monks are involved.

It seems that there are many people, but in fact, they are strong on the outside.

Of the four major war zones in the world, only this place is the weakest, but this is true.

In fact, there is only one weakness here, that is, there are too few monks in the middle stage, and none of the monks in the later stage, although there is only one weakness.

But this weakness alone can be fatal.

Not to mention that there are only three mid-first-order stages, even if there are three mid-first-order ones, who can stop them here?

Fortunately, this time, the catastrophe has been transferred to the southwest.

And where are you, master?

Since childhood, he was adopted by a master with a mysterious origin, and now for more than 40 years, it is still unclear where the master came from and where he will go.

The only thing I know is that the master's cultivation is profound, and there is no doubt that he must be a late-stage monk, but it is no longer clear how far from the Great Perfection is.

The master who likes to play the world has not stayed anywhere since he broke through the middle stage.

seems to be very concerned about the general trend of the world, and it seems that he only cares about the invasion of the Zerg.

If there is a master here, where is it your turn to worry?

"Alas!" After a long sigh, Xuanyuan Caixue turned around,

Gently stroke your hair with your hand that has been blown by the breeze, revealing a beautiful face.

I wanted to leave with my feet up, but I seemed to be reluctant to give up, and when I turned my head slightly, my eyes looking in the southwest direction were full of hope.

The three major gate masters, as if they had made an appointment at this moment, looked in the southwest direction through countless mountains, forests, and fields, and passed through thousands of miles, all wanting to see the situation in the southwest theater clearly.

At this time, all the monks who knew a little about the general trend of the world were facing the southwest, which had become the center of the war between the two clans.

A down-and-out monk dressed in a black and white uniform, with pointed eyebrows, thin triangular eyes, and a flat-nosed and small-beaked goat's beard, also stared at the southwest, and said to himself solemnly:

"Yan Changkong, Yan Changkong! Don't let the monks of the world down. ”。

Yan Changkong obviously didn't know that now that he and the Southwest Theater under his command had become the focus of the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm, if he knew, I don't know how he would feel.

At this time, he was fighting for his life with the mid-first order Zerg on the other side.

This Zerg had obviously just advanced to the middle of the first order, just like him, not long after entering the middle stage of foundation building.

I am not familiar with the application of spiritual liquid, and there is no trick, back and forth is a flying sword stab, blessed Xun word dodge.

Even the Genzi and Zhenzi techniques that a mid-stage monk could master, he could not quickly use them now.

But this did not prevent him from becoming the commander-in-chief of this theater of operations.

With a "poof", the Zerg right crab swept aside, knocked down the flying sword he stabbed to the side, and then pounced on him, and the high double crab had long wanted to kill him to death.

But when he blessed him with a few Xun characters on his body, he dodged lightly, and even when he floated away, he still had a chance to see the disappointed expression on the ugly face of the worm's belly.

If you don't master powerful spells and magic weapons, you can really only spend time with this worm to see who can hold on to the end.

But he didn't dare to consume it, the skillful balance of the battlefields, with his wisdom, knew clearly, if anyone took the lead in killing the Zerg and went to the ground to help Feng Wufear, then although today's battle would not be won, at least it would not be lost.

It's just that you know what you know, but it's hard to do.

Uncle Wu was trying his best to kill the Zerg on the other side, but after trying again and again, he had to admit that he could beat the Zerg to a "squeak" at most.

What is even more frightening is whether the insect's cry is a cry of pain or a call to its own kind?

But if the latter leads to any of the mid-first order again, the consequences are unimaginable.

Therefore, Yan Changkong had no choice but to transmit the sound to let Wu Fu defend himself.

Qiu Xiyin had no problem there, he actually fought back and forth with the Zerg, his posture was cool, and there was no pressure at all.

I can't imagine that the little girl who had snot back then has grown up to such a point.

If it weren't for this woman's lack of combat experience, and her terror of the ugly face of the Zerg, I'm afraid that the Zerg would have been suppressed a long time ago

Counterattack.

What needs to be worried is the master Luo Weiji and Huang Deming.

Although the two of them dealt with one together, the two couldn't cooperate at all, and the Zerg chased Huang Deming and killed him in embarrassment.

One is not careful, and I'm afraid the balance will be broken from here.

Although his cultivation is high, his enterprising spirit is insufficient, this is his opinion of Huang Deming.

The spiritual sense swept over again, and it was Zeng Yushu's battlefield, although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, but the facts were in front of him.

Zeng Yushu is really easy, and he must have the strength to kill that zerg.

It's just that at this time, as if he didn't know that the situation was critical, he didn't try his best to kill him.

"Do you want me to beg him?" Yan Changkong thought to himself.

"If you ask him to kill this worm, then this battle will be as I thought just now, although it can't be a big victory, but there are bright spots, but if it drags on any longer... ”

With Zeng Yushu's wisdom, how could he not know the situation at this time?

"Request, or order?" Yan Changkong once again let the attacking double crab struggle.

Zeng Yushu naturally knew that in this situation, he could kill the Zerg in front of him, even if it required some price.

But how easily does this balance dare to be broken?

Even if he didn't have the advice of his senior brother just now, he didn't dare to do it easily, in case he attracted another late-stage one, or even more, who would resist it?

With a "whoosh", the blue light fan hit the zerg, and in the process of marching, several Genzi Xun characters were blessed on it.

"Snap" hit the right crab, although it couldn't hurt it, but the heavy force still knocked the zerg down five or six feet.

The spiritual sense spreads out, and under the fearless command of the wind on the ground, a group of monks in the Zerg storm has a basis for advancing and retreating, defending and attacking.

It's just that there are still more than ten miles away from the bottomless deep hole, and today it will definitely not be able to hit the bottomless deep hole, and the key question is how to get out of the whole body.

Casualties have been continuing, and from the time of the battle to the end of the battle, many Qi Refining Stage cultivators have no strength to fight anymore.

Fortunately, under the command of Feng Wufear, they formed a large circle, with the high ones on the periphery and the slightly lower ones in the inner circle.

If the spiritual power is really exhausted, return to the inner circle to replenish the spiritual power, and then fight again.

Even more fortunately, there are many cores here to restore spiritual power, as long as the foul-smelling blue liquid on the core is wiped clean, you can immediately absorb the core spiritual energy and restore spiritual power.

Some of the anxious, belligerent ones even swallowed it directly.

Jiang Tianhua was like this with a Qi refining twelveth-layer cultivator beside him, Jiang Tianhua looked at this person without disgust and threw the kernel that had just been taken out into his mouth without looking at it, and swallowed it directly.

Then the bruises on his face and neck appeared, maybe he was stuck, maybe there was too much aura, he didn't try it, and he didn't think about trying it.

This disciple's name is Wu Yonghui, and he is considered a disciple of the later generation, but now he has a great reputation in the door, and he has the title of desperate junior.