Tonight, the night sky of Jindu City is like day.

Countless streamers of all colors, the piercing noise of breaking through the sky, the hot and suffocating air, filled with turbulent spiritual turbulence, mixed with the inexplicable smell of confusion, the two monk battle formations, an hour ago, had already confronted each other, fighting in one place.

Monks continued to fall from the sky, and together with the flying swords that were still spraying the flowers of aura, they cut an arc through the air, and the strength of the individual seemed so small and helpless in this neat and chaotic battle array.

The battle array of monks covering the sea gate consisted of twelve prefecture-level and sixty-eight Xuan-rank, flying swords variegated but all dressed in uniform navy blue robes, lined up in a wing-like formation, and rushed straight from the northwest. The Imperial Wind Sect is larger, the monk battle array is composed of one hundred and twenty monks, but there are only ten at the ground level, sixty at the Xuan level, and the rest are all spiritual-level monks, most of these spiritual-level monks are protected in the center of the circular battle array, operating long-range or auxiliary skills, in fact, they cannot be counted as part of the monk's battle array, but whether they are robes or flying swords, they are no different from the Xuan-level monks in the array, because they have to take care of these spiritual-level monks who cannot control the flying sword normally, and their flying swords have a special [Descending Needs] attributes, so other characteristics are sacrificed, and the movement speed becomes slow and sluggish, but fortunately, Jindu City is the territory of the Imperial Wind Sect, and there are many monks in the air, and in the dense crowd, the speed of the flying sword is not important.

In the battle formations of both sides, there are formations and spell blessing monks, all kinds of magnificent light one after another, sometimes changing formations, sometimes gathering fire to kill, the magic weapons in the sky are dancing, one after another Jin Ge bumps, countless talismans are sprinkled like a rain of flowers in the sky.

Rumble!

Like a bubble of water, a thick red ray of light shot out from the Great Array of Jindu City, and that light entered the battle array, instantly killing two Xuan-level monks, and the light of the large array dimmed a little, and it could not be launched again in a short period of time. As the defender, you can make full use of the advantages of the Jindu City Great Array, but as part of the battlefield, Jindu City has been destroyed at the moment, and it is a sea of fire. The spies of the Sea Gate are making trouble in the city, and there are even more outlaws who are coming with blood, and more outlaws are scattered, taking advantage of the chaos of the two great wars to take advantage of the fire to rob, and the Imperial Wind Sect obviously does not have enough monks to deal with it at the moment, and can only rely on the guards of the monks' shops to fight on their own, even if this battle is won, the Golden Capital City will lose its vitality, and it will take several years to restore its former prosperity.

The head of the Imperial Wind Sect, the pseudo-heaven-level monk Xu Deyang, stood behind the battle array, allowing the turbulent flow of spiritual power to stir up his cyan robes. His expression was neither happy nor sad, as if he was outside, he had been operating the Imperial Wind Sect for one hundred and twenty-five years, opening up the territory and expanding the territory, and it was not uncommon to face the occasion of life and death, but today's battle, the scale is so large, the degree is so tragic, it is really a battle for the fortune of the sect!

It's just that this small sea-covered gate, when did there be such a battle formation of monks? This formation made him feel inexplicably flustered. No, he quickly judged from the details of the battles of individual monks, some monks, and even many monks did not come from the Cover Sea Gate, and at this moment, he smelled the smell of conspiracy and gamblers.

Xu Deyang has his own opponents, Luo Junji, the new head of the Covering Sea Gate on the other side of the battle array, a rebel, a pseudo-heaven-level monk that Xu Deyang doesn't know, Wei Shendao He has dealt with, but he is somewhat unfamiliar with the pseudo-heaven-level means in front of him, it can be said that Luo Junji is the hidden killer weapon of Wei Shendao, but this killer weapon first hurt himself.

There are two pseudo-heaven level in the Imperial Wind Sect, and the other is Ling Zhiyun, the head of the Ling family, who has not yet appeared on his side at this moment, the matter is already clear, and the Ling family intends to stay out of the matter. Although there are two pseudo-heaven levels in the Covering Sea Gate, the imprisoned Wei Shendao obviously will not fight for Luo Junji, so today's battle will finally decide between Xu Deyang and Luo Junji.

Nearly half of the monks in the battle formations on both sides have been lost, but the winner has not yet been decided. The trend in the field is slightly unfavorable to the Imperial Wind Sect, the number of prefecture-level monks, the Imperial Wind Sect is slightly disadvantaged, when the monks continue to lose and the strength of the battle array becomes weak, the individual strength of the monks will gradually become prominent, at that time, the strength comparison between the ground-level monks will affect the entire battle situation.

Ling family, Ling family, Ling family!

Xu Deyang silently recited this name several times, and there was a lot of unwillingness in his heart, if the Ling family stood on his side today, two pseudo-heaven-level against one, there would be no suspense about victory or defeat. He was still too wary of Ling Zhiyun, the head of the Ling family, so they didn't owe them anything, otherwise, the Ling family, who had debts to be repaid, might be on their side.

Can't wait any longer.

The momentum on Xu Deyang's body rose sharply, and layers of crystal clear ice rings suddenly condensed around his body, and those ice rings exuded a biting chill, from his feet, quickly extended into the large array, and several Xuan-level monks who covered the sea gate instantly froze into ice sculptures, and in his hand, Huo Ran had a silver-white big axe, just a wave, a crescent-shaped light several zhang long, straight into the big array.

Luo Junji, the head of the Covering Sea Gate, was not to be outdone, although he was not as long as Xu Deyang when he was promoted to the pseudo-heaven level, but the two of them were both pseudo-heaven-level, and the gap between them was not big. He did not take any defensive means, but raised a long sword in each hand, one blue and one purple, the former trembled slightly under the infusion of spiritual power, shaking out a cyan sword phantom several zhang long, the latter flicked in the air, dozens of purple light sword qi, suddenly appeared around him, soaring momentum, so that the monks in the formation were shocked.

Disease!

Luo Junji shouted an order, and dozens of purple light sword qi followed like a shadow, following the light inspired by the cyan long sword, directly taking several monks in the big array, and as soon as the two of them made a move, they both rushed towards the monks in the opponent's array, not only testing each other's means, but also deliberately destroying the opponent's battle formation and damaging the opponent's living force.

But Xu Deyang can't afford to play.

The rest of the people are all the elite of the Imperial Wind Sect, he snorted coldly, and his figure appeared on the edge of the military formation, and there was already an extra treasure umbrella in his hand, and there were five colors on the umbrella cover, he just slapped it on the earth-colored light, and the umbrella became larger, and countless sand and dust shook off from above, and gathered into the shape of a small umbrella, heading straight for the purple gas that was cruising in, and at the same time, he had already grabbed a handful of golden petals in his hand, and crushed a fourth-order wood spirit stone, so the petals grew rapidly, and he shook it off casually, and many petals were like being blown off by the autumn wind, sticking to each earth-colored small umbrella。

Each small umbrella protected one of its own monks while blocking the purple light, and the remaining golden petals, shining with a little light, fell on their own monks, and immediately inspired two layers of golden light shields, which seemed to have the strength of third-order to fourth-order talismans, even if Luo Junji's blue light sword phantom was constantly radiating watery ripple attacks, it only destroyed one layer of shield, and most of them failed to make a contribution in front of the weak second layer of shield.

However, there are still a few monks who are very unlucky, just like Xu Deyang's ice ring injured several monks, and soon collapsed in front of the formation, attrition continued to occur, Luo Junji's body moved slightly, and advanced a mile to the formation, approaching Xu Deyang, the blue purple sword in his hand was combined in one place, and it turned into a larger sword, the sword edge was not sharp, but there was a sense of ancient suppression.

Xu Deyang's expression became solemn.

He put up the treasure umbrella, there are two more types of talismans in his hand, and the talisman is hit on the treasure umbrella during the recitation, the treasure umbrella opens again in the wind, and the five-colored light is mixed together, looking like a flower umbrella, at the tip of the umbrella, a boy in colorful clothes suddenly emerges, the boy just points with his right hand, and the five-color flower umbrella flies towards the opponent like a gust of wind.

Click!

Although it was just an umbrella, but when it collided with Luo Junji's sword, it actually made a clanging sound like the impact of gold and iron, and on the flower umbrella, blue lightning and dancing wildfire burst out suddenly from the umbrella, wrapping Luo Junji's ancient sword, which seemed to be crazy destruction, but more like continuous sacrifice.

The ancient sword made a clanging sound, and around it, two rays of light appeared in an instant, still one blue and one purple, and in that light, two not clear figures flashed, they rushed into the violent thunder and lightning and blazing flames, constantly absorbing the power in it, and transforming it into a rich aura, Luo Junji took advantage of the situation to throw out a spirit rune, and suddenly the wind danced, dispelling these aura that was not under his control, and for a while, the flames and thunder and lightning actually had a tendency to die down.

Break!

The big axe in Xu Deyang's hand was thrown out, supporting his strange variegated flower umbrella, and at the same time, his body moved, appearing in front of Luo Junji, and he failed to make a contribution, and Luo Junji used a jade talisman to stop the castrated big axe, the aura in his body surged wildly, his body gradually blurred, and the light of the treasure armor on his body flickered, as if he wanted to merge with it.

Well?

Even if your cultivation has not yet reached the heaven-level level where you can transform into your original body, do you have to do your best? A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Luo Junji's eyes, do you think that only you can My ancestor's bloodline and law phase are no worse than yours!

Luo Junji stepped back a few feet, threw out three talismans, and tightened the Desolate Ancient Sword, his body was also virtualized, unlike Xu Deyang, he had an extra blood-colored sickle-like magic weapon in his hand at this time.

The momentum of the two continued to rise, and the turbulent explosive air currents repelled and dispersed all the monks who were still fighting nearby, except for the remaining ground-level monks, many of them took this opportunity to sweep into the distance and began to paddle, and a few even fell to the ground, and began to collect the magic weapons that the monks had fallen before.

The battle between the two pseudo-heaven-level masters finally reached the most critical moment, at this time, most of the people in the battle formation were no longer qualified to directly participate in it, and only a few prefecture-level high-level monks were still sweeping the formation nearby, avoiding their own heads from being harassed by the other party's ground-level monks.

Xu Deyang's body shape was the first to complete the change, it was a blue giant ten feet high, the giant had rough hands and feet, and a strange silver axe in his hand, which was based on Xu Deyang's previous magic weapon, the new form of the illusion, the axe had two blades, at both ends, like the smart waves of water flowing down from the axe, infiltrating the giant's body entirely, making his body slightly condensed, if you look closely, the giant's face is not clear, both arms and abdomen, there are pieces of hard armor like cold iron, and the power of the wild and eternal is full of it。

Ancient Demon Form!

Someone in the crowd recognized this change, the giant's hand was transformed by the fusion of the natal magic weapon and his law, and before everyone could see it clearly, the big axe in the giant's hand had fallen suddenly, hitting Luo Junji, who was still changing.

Luo Junji's body was stunned, and his transformed figure was affected a little, but his form already had a rudimentary form, it was a goshawk with a wingspan of ten zhang, similar to the vague face of a giant, its feathers were not detailed, like a patchwork of oil paint, his body jumped, floating in the air, the blood-colored sickle turned into countless colored dust, and quickly accumulated in the giant claws and beak of this goshawk, for a while, the goshawk had a lot of cruelty and tyranny.

It seems that I am also going to start refining the second natal weapon as soon as possible according to the Dharma Phase. In the crowd on the side of the Covering Sea Gate, a mid-level monk of the prefecture level said silently in his heart, he was about to quit the battle group and find a place to take a good look, after all, the battle of the pseudo-heaven level was an incomparably precious experience for a monk of his level, not to mention, he was a hired monk who could not talk nonsense, there was no need to fight hard for it.

Unexpectedly, an eyeless ground-level monk on the other side came over and threw out two Qiankun circles, breaking the three magic shields on his side, he had to desperately dodge, and shouted at the same time:

"Are you stupid!"

The monk was stunned for a moment, his body was three points slower, and then looked at the opponent, he had fled to the distant formation, once he pursued, he might fall into the trap of the other party, he sighed, and was about to find a new target, but suddenly felt a stagnation of aura around him, and looked up, the goshawk that Luo Junji had turned into had stretched out his giant claws and slaughtered him.

Wipe!

I'm just a ground level, he just rolled in the air, and the flying sword under his feet burst out with a dazzling light, obscuring his tracks, and at the same time there was an extra handful of various colored talismans in his hand, and he threw his brain on himself without hesitation, but this was far from enough, as soon as the shield was generated, he had already heard a crackling cracking sound, and the goshawk that turned into a primitive ancient demon form actually had the power to crush several third-order talismans directly with brute force.

Click!

Just when he regretted rushing too far forward, a soul-shaking bump sounded in his ears, he didn't dare to look up, knowing that it must be Xu Deyang who took action to protect himself, and quickly swept down, many Xuan-level monks were "looking for treasure" below, at this time it was also like birds and beasts, he just rushed to the ground, and then recalled the flying sword, and with the flying sword flying quickly, he crossed a rounded arc, and rushed to the opponent's formation, he wanted to take this opportunity to kill several opponents.

Syllable!

More than a third-order fiery talisman exploded on his side, forcing his figure back by three points, and when he looked at it again, it was the monk who had just scolded him for being stupid, and his heart was surging with rage, and he rushed forward again.

I told you to scold me!

He had already extinguished the heart of the fighting method, and he was beaten out of anger again.

............

Jiang Feng arrived at Xiaoting City in the thick fog of the morning.

The expected arrival time was not much later, Xu was delayed on the road for some time, the speed of the beast boat was three points faster than usual, several people got off the beast boat, Yu Xiaoman had already arranged everything in advance, and went straight to the inn where he stayed.

Because of the morning fog and the early morning, there were no people in the market of Xiaoting City, but near the landing point of the beast boat, it was not far from the city gate, Jiang Feng was on a high place, but he faintly saw a lot of ordinary people waiting outside the city.

Are so many people going to enter the city? Xiaoting City, near the chaotic stone sea, is more prosperous than imagined. As soon as Jiang Feng settled down, he took out a spirit stone and asked the guys at the inn to tell him about the recent situation in Xiaoting City.

"Don't mention it, there's been a commotion in the city recently, you're in the East District, and the West District is in chaos!"

"Why?"

"Hey, a lot of people from the southeast, and from the west, I don't know what's going on, a lot of rich monk families have moved over, and many ordinary people follow the trend and run this way, don't you say this person is stupid, you are a mortal, don't you still run like that? ”

As the guy spoke, he kept complaining, and Jiang Feng had to take out another spirit stone to stop the chatterbox's complaining, and thanked Jiang Feng to prepare breakfast.

It seems that some people have already smelled the breath of war, especially the affiliated families that are somewhat related to the big people, no one is stupid, if there is no opportunity to seek fame, they will not be willing to be victims of war, the edge of the Troubled Stone Sea belongs to the northeastern border of the Imperial Wind Sect, and the climate is good, which will naturally attract many people to come over, however, there are also people in the west who have fled here, what is the reason?

He was thinking about it, but Yu Xiaoman knocked on the door and came in.

"The Imperial Wind Sect and the Covering Sea Gate fought in Jindu City last night, and each had casualties. ”

"Who won?"

"It is said that it is close to a tie, and the losses of the Imperial Wind Sect are greater, and the Golden Capital City has been destroyed. ”

In other words, there will be an increase in the number of displaced people? Jiang Feng couldn't help but think of the words of the guy at the Fangcai Inn, and had some thoughts in his heart, but he heard Yu Xiaoman say:

"Have you seen anyone in the ruins of that deserted city?"