Chapter 722: Battlefield Fighting
Shao Jie looked worried: "What should I do? Those evil cultivators may change their strategy when they learn about the changes in this place, and it will be unfavorable to us when the time comes." ”
Cheng Zhaozhao nodded, that's exactly the case.
"I'll go inform Elder Qu of them. Shao Jie flashed away.
Soon, Cheng Zhaozhao received news from Liu Fatzi, and the evil correction came in this direction.
In less than a cup of tea, her divine sense sensed a large number of monks gathering.
Before the evil cultivators could besiege them, the monks on the battlefield dispersed and became the two camps of the southern realm and the northern abyss, and all the monks were waiting for the evil cultivators to arrive.
When this group of evil cultivators got closer, they were stunned when they saw that the battlefield in front of them was not as they expected and imagined.
But when the matter came, it was no longer for them to retreat, and one of the evil cultivators led by him shouted: "Kill!"
All the evil cultivators were carrying a giant monster, which was menacing, and the monks of the two realms rushed to kill in one place.
Cheng Zhaozhao also caught a glimpse of Liu Fatzi, who was in the camp of evil cultivators, and from time to time he backhanded sneak attacks on 'his teammates'.
Among this group of evil cultivators, there are dozens of Jindan evil cultivators at the forefront, and their strength is also amazing, and with the extremely powerful monsters, they actually killed the monks of the two realms and retreated.
Cheng Zhaozhao frowned, and saw Qu Tangdi of the Suiyang faction rushing out with a group of people, and Shao Jie was also among them, she glanced over here, indicating that she had a countermeasure.
In this way, Cheng Zhaozhao put his mind at ease, but he was vigilant around, because the green face and golden pupils did not appear.
On the battlefield, the spells flew together, and in a short time, countless casualties were killed.
A large hole opened in the void to the east, and a group of evil cultivators rushed out, all of them high-level cultivators in the Jindan stage.
It's a teleportation array!
Cheng Zhaozhao's heart was shocked, when was this teleportation array set up here? They didn't even notice it.
No, Elder Qu had already informed many monks of the Suiyang Sect about this, and many of them were formation masters, they deliberately lured evil cultivators here, didn't they send people to investigate the battlefield?
Or did they already know about it, and just waited for the cult cultivators to fall into the net?
The teleportation array of the volley cloth, this is the handiwork of Lord Golden Pupil.
He's coming?
Cheng Zhaozhao opened the spirit beast bag and released Qianli: "If the golden pupil and the green face appear, you will tell me as soon as possible." ”
Thousands of miles roared, as if he was suffocating madness, he flew into the battlefield like lightning, flapped his wings, and set off a bunch of evil cultivators.
The sound of the battle below became louder and louder, and Cheng Zhaozhao was enthusiastic when she heard it, and she also wanted to participate in it, but her state at this time was not suitable for long-term combat, so she had to save her strength in case of emergency.
Liu Fatzi's act of killing his own people was soon discovered by the evil cultivators, and they attacked him en masse.
Liu Fatzi hurriedly hid in a sea spirit shell and let the evil cultivators surround him and beat him.
Suddenly, a person flew towards Cheng Zhaozhao from the battlefield, and she looked at it and found that it was Ling Baichen.
"What's wrong?" said Cheng Zhaozhao.
Ling Baichen smoothed out the messy hem of his clothes and said, "I'm a demon cultivator, as soon as I made a move, they attacked me regardless of it. I'll avoid it for now. ”
Cheng Zhao knew that the evil cultivator was controlling the monster, and the demonic energy was raging, and Ling Baichen was naturally treated as an evil cultivator.
"By the way, have you notified Si Daoyou of them?"
"They are rushing over here with the Qingyuan Dao people and their group. ”
Evil cultivators continued to pour out from afar in the teleportation array, and Cheng Zhaozhao said to Ling Baichen, "Do you have a way to target that attack?"
Ling Baichen understood: "Look at me." ”
He raised the dragon's spine and stabbed at the teleportation array, and a powerful black spell struck out, hitting the teleportation array right in the middle, killing all the evil cultivators who had just come out.
Ling Baiji frowned and said, "This teleportation array is of very high grade, and I can't even move it even if I attack like this." ”
"That's like you're like that. ”
Ling Baichen immediately used his hand many times, but the movement on their side quickly attracted the attention of the evil cultivators below, and a group of evil cultivators rushed up immediately.
"It's just in time!" Ling Baichen bullied to greet him.
Cheng Zhaozhao insisted on the unified sword and killed several evil cultivators who rushed over on the spot.
The battlefield was filled with a fishy atmosphere, and the blood gathered into a thin stream, flowing on the ground in an orderly manner, and gradually converging to the center of the battlefield.
There was a rune there, faintly lit up.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and it was slashing into the Beiyuan camp, and for a while the wailing and screaming were endless.
Everyone looked up and found that a blackened Yuan Infant Evil Cultivator had jumped down from under the clouds, and as soon as he made a move, he had killed countless monks.
"It's a green face!" Cheng Zhaozhao looked down.
As soon as the Yuan Infant Evil Cultivator came out, the righteous monk suffered countless casualties.
Soon, Elder Qu and the others and the Yuanying Monk of the Northern Abyss also appeared, fighting hard to kill Qingmian.
Qingmian sneered, and with a wave of his hand, several Yuan Infant Evil Cultivators appeared in the sky.
"It's you!"
"Qin Daoyou, why are you!"
These Yuan Infant Evil Cultivators who appeared shocked the high-level cultivators in the North Abyss and the Southern Realm, because they never thought that the monks who had been friends or had friendships would be latent evil cultivators.
The eyes of these Yuan Infant Evil Cultivators became red at this time, and their bodies exuded a strong demonic aura, and looking at their eyes, they were numb and empty, and they didn't know everyone present at all.
High in the sky, it instantly became a battlefield for the Yuanying monks.
Taking advantage of the fact that Yuanying's high-level had no time to get out, Qing Mian dodged to the ground, grabbed a monk and threw it into a huge cloth bag, and then jumped elsewhere to arrest people.
He behaved like a thief stealing vegetables in the vegetable patch.
Looking at the monks who were taken away one by one, Cheng Zhaozhao quickly understood that he was an elite monk who performed well in the selection field. Under the guise of using them to test the elixir.
Elder Qu saw this scene with sharp eyes, and immediately threw away his opponent and flew to stop Qingmian.
The hoarse laughter of the green face resounded throughout the battlefield: "Don't let any of you run today!
Before the words fell, a white light shot out, hitting the green face in the chest.
The sound of green face laughter was still in his ears, and he slowly looked down at the huge hole in his chest.
The next moment, his grim gaze shot over.
Cheng Zhaozhao picked up the unity sword and ran away.
"Die!" Qing Mian burst out and wanted to catch up, but this pause was caught up by Elder Qu, and the two immediately became entangled.
Cheng Zhaozhao used that sword, gasping to recover his spiritual power, and the evil cultivators who hedged over could avoid it, but he raised his sword to fight back when he couldn't avoid it, and he was very passive for a while.
"Damn! ”
In front of her was a murderous monster that couldn't be killed, chasing her all the time.
When Cheng Zhaozhao was about to raise his sword again, he saw a sword ray, and the monster was cut in half, fell to the battlefield, and was cut into scum by other monks.
One person held Cheng Zhaozhao's shoulder: "You rest first." ”
Cheng Zhaozhao turned his head sideways, and what caught his eye was Mu Shengxun's face full of scars, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "You're here." ”