The anger on Chi You's face when he said this was unbearable, and he shouted: "I, Chi You, will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Sons and daughters of Jiuli, let these shameless people see our strength!

This word seems to contain some kind of magical power, once it is transmitted, the sound shocks the world, exciting, the Jiuli army has surged over, the army of ten thousand gallops, the sound of the nine skies!

Seeing this, Xuanyuan's voice was full of anger, and he preached majestically: "All the soldiers listen to the order, and the whole army will attack!"

As soon as the military order was given, Xuanyuan's army marched forward in a neat formation. Moreover, the military array was divided into eight phalanxes, divided into eight directions, and became a gossip pattern, with black and white sergeants in the middle surrounding the gossip core, two Yiyang!

Although the two armies are a hundred miles away, but these human races are all people who have cultivated, a hundred miles away, Xuanyuan's army only took a quarter of an hour to escape under the effect of their cultivation technique.

Just this technique of marching and dunging the armor made Qingluo amazed. Thinking that he was a Xuan Immortal back then, although he didn't fly with all his might, he could only travel hundreds of thousands of miles under the suppression of heaven and earth.

Although the realm of this human race is not high, but at this time, the suppression of heaven and earth has been greatly reduced, and there are many talented people in the human race, and they have created many spells and exercises.

Besides, the speed of the Xuanyuan army's march could surprise the Chiyou army, and it happened to be caught off guard!

I saw that the Xuanyuan army was arranged according to the gossip formation, rushing towards the Chiyou army, the rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and opening of the formation, these eight hexagram doors continued to melt into countless Chiyou soldiers, trapped in them, and were easily destroyed by the soldiers in the gossip thaumaturgy.

In the rear, the Nine Heavens Xuannu and Feng Bo constantly issued edicts through a spirit banner, changing the shape of the formation change, so that the Xuanyuan army would not be scattered by the Chiyou army.

Because, the Chiyou soldiers, one by one, are like hungry wolves pounce on sheep, without fear of death, and the combat power is strong, if there is no Qimen Dunjia formation to rely on, I am afraid that the Chiyou army will be one as five.

This Bagua Dunjia formation is only a striker, with 160,000 people.

In the rear, the elite army led by Ying Long went to the left of Chiyou's army and fought with it.

Ying Long is a great Luo cultivator, comparable to the existence of a great witch, how can ordinary witches deal with it? I saw that Ying Long entered a no-man's land, and with a wave of the halberd in his hand, he brought up a fierce white light and killed dozens of people.

Even some of these powerful shamans can't resist a combination of tricks!

Ying Longhou's troops have the cultivation of the realm of heavenly immortals and above, although there are only a thousand people, but the magic power is extremely powerful, all kinds of spiritual treasures bloom, and they did not hesitate to hit the Chiyou soldiers, and for a while, the middle and left armies of the Chiyou army were scattered.

Before he could react, 240,000 troops suddenly appeared on the right side of the Chiyou army array, this army was indeed strange, every three people were in groups, two people were dressed in black, and one was dressed in yellow.

These 80,000 squads rushed into the Chiyou army, and the two black-clothed sergeants used various methods to fight, while the soldiers in yellow had extremely strong means of killing, and often destroyed the Chiyou sergeants who were entangled in most of their minds with lightning speed.

In this way, although the Chiyou army was strong in each body, it was bullied by the formation of the three armies of the Yellow Emperor and could not resist.

But how long did this situation last, and when I saw that Ying Long's side, two witches suddenly appeared, which were the famous Feng Boyu Master in the later generations, and the two of them took out a bag and a fan respectively.

As soon as the blue-gray treasure fan was fanned, it summoned a strong wind that flew sand and stones, and then fanned again, it released bursts of blue-gray wind, blowing the sergeant on Yinglong's side sluggishly and almost rigidly.

Then, as soon as the black spirit bag in the rain master's hand was released, it sprinkled black rain all over the sky, with a trace of corrosive power, dripping on Sergeant Ying Long, immediately corroding their bodies, and even magic weapons.

Seeing this, Ying Long flickered, turned into a thousand-foot dragon, and spit out a layer of white clouds and mist to stop this strange wind and rain.

Thousands of powerful sorcerers suddenly appeared in the Chiyou army below, and they fought with the thousand Xuanyuan soldiers. The two sides were evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior for a while.

At the same time, thousands of Witch Terrans with a hundred-foot size suddenly burst out from the left side of the Chiyou army, scattering those squads one after another, and temporarily gaining the upper hand.

In front of Chiyou's army, there was an army of spirit soldiers holding spirit ore refining, and there were more than 100,000 of them. Although these weapons are of low grade, there are hundreds of thousands of them, where can there be such a large battle in an ordinary army?

However, Qingluo remembered that in the allusion of his previous life, it was said that the Chiyou tribe was good at refining various weapons, and it was even more with the help of mineral veins. Come to think of it, these low-grade magic weaponry weapons were refined by their tribe.

At this time, with the increase of low-level monks, a new grade was added under the acquired spirit treasure, called the magic weapon!

Qingluo guessed that there would be more monks under the earth immortals in the future, would there be another level, called: Magic Weapon?

Not to mention that the army of Chiyou's army with magic weapons and weapons was also arranged into a formation, which complemented each other with weapons, and for a time it was stalemate with the Qimen Dunjia formation of Xuanyuan's army.

The entire battlefield, although the Chiyou army was caught off guard at the beginning, after suffering nearly 10,000 casualties, it began to stalemate.

That Chiyou is obviously also quite a leader, and he gave orders one after another, and responded calmly.

On the Xuanyuan side, the Nine Heavens Xuannu and the Queen of the Wind kept commanding the three battle groups on the battlefield to put pressure on the Chiyou army.

Seeing this, Qingluo was afraid that this scene was going to be a stalemate, generally speaking, the victory or defeat of the first battle was extremely critical, affecting the morale of the army afterward.

And the difference in strength between the two armies is not huge, so they can only stalemate to see who shows their hole cards first.

For a while, screams erupted in the field. The soldiers on both sides fought fiercely, and blood-red blood flowed into the land, and the earth-yellow earth began to become bloodstained.

Thousands of bloody bodies fell on the ground, and each body represented the death of a living person. All of them will cause unspeakable pain to those close to them.

When this sun rises, it reflects this crimson station. It was supposed to be a vibrant scene, but there were countless corpses lying in the light, bleeding everywhere.

The Great is still rising, still reflecting the living soldiers, indifferently watching their fights, doing battles that it cannot understand.

Xuanyuan saw a lying body, and his heart ached. These soldiers are all soldiers who fought with him, and there are countless relatives and family members waiting for their safe return. They are at the height of their years, but they are withering and lying down here.