In terms of swordsmanship, it is not so laborious for Zhou Xiang to use the second type to sweep the thousand armies, and the spiritual power of the original two swords will be exhausted, but now that he is promoted to the late stage of foundation building, even if he fires three swords in a row, there will be a lot of spiritual power left, and the recovery speed is much faster than before. Since the spirit sword was most frequently used in combat, Zhou Xiang spent most of his time practicing the hybrid element sword technique.

The rest of the teammates were not idle, and whenever they had time, they hid in the tent and practiced their spells in preparation for the imminent escape plan. It was also the first time since they became cannon fodder friars that they were eager for the battle to come as soon as possible.

Finally, five days later, the Northern Alliance met again, and then Zhou Xiang and they received an order from above, "Tomorrow the war begins!"

On the day of receiving the order, Yang Ting's team got together, and everyone brainstormed to check and fill in the gaps in the escape plan, and Zhou Xiang also handed out the prepared clothes and jade plates to everyone.

Early the next morning, the cannon fodder friars began to assemble, and under the command of the various captains, all the squads were lined up neatly. Due to the further expansion of the cannon fodder friars, the entire offensive queue appeared to be mighty and majestic. The second to follow up is the team of authentic Northern Alliance monks, but it is still dominated by second- and third-rate forces. Finally, there is a strong Chinese army composed of first-class forces.

In this battle, the Northern Alliance can be described as the elite to the fullest, the ground is crowded with foundation building monks, the imposing Jindan team is distributed in mid-air, and the sky is arranged to attack Yuanying. At the end of the team, thousands of Qi Refining Cultivators were arranged to support the logistics. On the periphery of the large army, a mixed formation composed of Yuanying, Jindan and Zhuji was set up to patrol together to ensure that everything was prepared.

The mighty team of monks rushed straight to the Thousand Gullies Peak with a devastating force. Unlike last time, Qianqiumen is no longer fighting alone at this time, and the second- and third-rate forces sent by the Southern Region have formed a large number of reinforcements, and they have relied on the Qianqiumen formation to develop a huge formation, and they have also built an additional defense line in the outermost layer.

Zhou Xiang's team was mixed in with the dense monks, as low-key as ants, waiting for the battle to begin.

When the cannon fodder forward was still half a mile away from the Qianqiu Gate, a brilliant aura appeared, and all the spars on the chest of the cannon fodder monk turned yellow.

"Stop!" everyone immediately stopped, and by this time the people in the front row could even make out the face of the monk opposite. Then the various colors of the body shield began to shine, and each monk blessed his own defense to the maximum.

However, both sides did not act rashly, but waited for the next order from above, and the entire battlefield became silent, like the silence before the storm.

Zhou Xiang and they were calm on the surface, but in fact, everyone was extremely nervous inside. Han Dahan was divided into positions on the left and right in front of the squad, and there was a golden light circulating on the big shield, and after they took the Yuan Ling Pill, their cultivation was good again, and their defense ability was also strengthened. Sun Chen and Yang Ting held magic weapons in their hands and were ready to attack. Zhou Xiang held a shield in his right hand, the sword hung by his side, his spiritual power was drumming, the nine-layer defense was fully open, and there was a pine wind robe of Gu Qiujiang, a self-transforming god monk, under his combat uniform. Although Shen Wanqing is in the middle stage of foundation building, as an alchemist, she is not very good at fighting, so everyone unanimously agreed to arrange her at the end of the team, next to the strongest Zhou Xiang, and her safety can be guaranteed. She was holding her inferior flying sword in her hand, surrounded by a wood spirit shield, she looked at Zhou Xiang's back, feeling extremely safe, and her heart was extremely calm. Since the last time the two confided in each other, she has stepped out of the shadow of her family's separation and her sister's absence and has become cheerful.

At the highest point of the command center of the Northern Alliance, Zhao Jin Yuanying Grand Monk from Wuji Sect was standing there, he looked at the wide command platform in front of him, and then looked at the mighty army of monks in the distance, and his heart was full of pride: "The reason why we didn't win a big victory in the last battle is that in addition to the reasons for the two traitors Li Xiangyu and Ma Lingkong, there is also the fact that we don't know much about the Qianqiumen Great Array. And this time, the alliance has cleared out the sects and monks who are not strong-minded, and has also done a thorough investigation of the Qianqiumen Great Array. Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the Qianqiu Sect was really calculating, and there were actually three high-grade spiritual veins gathered in the door, and they were extremely hidden, and they had not been exposed for thousands of years! If it weren't for the chance to catch one of their Yuan Infants, and then the Great Elder of the Alliance personally took action to perform the Soul Searching Dafa on it, our alliance might really be planted on it. Hehe, let the old man personally send Qianqiu Gate on the road. ”

After saying that, he sent out several spiritual messages with continuous movements of his hands, and the Yuanying Monk who was ambushed in three directions immediately moved.

Zhou Xiang and the others were patiently waiting for the battle to start, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden rumbling sound from the three directions of the Qianqiu Gate in the distance, as if the whole heaven and earth were trembling, and once it started, it would never stop.

"What's going on?" both sides couldn't figure out, and they all looked in the direction where the sound came from, but they couldn't see it from too far away.

Inside the Qianqiu Gate, Shao Wanqiu was summoning many Yuanying monks to prepare for the battle, suddenly heard the sound, looked down, and saw that the three bright spots on the palm array were in flux, and he couldn't help but be shocked: "How is this possible?", no one has ever seen through the thousand-year-old arrangement of the ancestor, how can the Northern Alliance hit the key point as soon as he made a move this time.

"Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Qin, the two of you immediately take two Yuan Babies to check in the east and west directions, and be sure to keep the Array Eye left by the Ancestor. Shao Wanqiu ordered.

"Yes!" Zhao and Qin understood in their hearts, and immediately took someone there after agreeing.

Then Shao Wanqiu got up and said to the rest of the Yuan Ying: "I have to work with fellow Daoists, now the Northern Alliance is frantically attacking the flank of the mountain gate. Without further ado, we should immediately launch an all-out counterattack to alleviate the threat from both flanks, and strive to completely cripple the Northern Alliance through this battle. There was no extra politeness in the Yuan Ying here, and everyone got up and went to the predetermined area, ready to deal with their respective opponents!

Zhou Xiang and the others first heard the sound of roaring in the distance, and then there were even more fierce fighting sounds coming from high in the sky, obviously the Yuanying monks on both sides had already moved! Unexpectedly, this time their cannon fodder troops had not yet moved, and the higher-level battle actually started in advance.

Just as he was wandering, the Southern District monk team in front of him suddenly burst into flames, and thousands of spirit arrows were thrown over in a row, instantly filling half of the sky.

"Enemy attack! Defense!" A scream shook the eardrums of the cannon fodder monks, and Zhou Xiang's team all poured spiritual power in front of the Han brothers, forming a powerful defensive barrier, and the same was true for all the nearby teams, thousands of barriers formed an even larger spiritual power barrier. Immediately followed by the sound of the spiritual arrow hitting the barrier, the sound of "Pengpeng" was loud, and countless spiritual lights burst out. Under the continuous rain of arrows, the front barrier was quickly worn out, and the monks standing there died tragically, and under the strict orders of the captain of the Northern Alliance, the squad behind was forced to move forward to fill the vacancy. Many of the new monks began to flee for their lives, but were immediately slaughtered by the Northern Alliance monks who oversaw the war.

The team in front of Zhou Xiang continued to encounter group annihilation, and the team behind them was replenished in turn, and when it was about to be their turn, a huge buzzing sound suddenly came from above everyone's heads, and several spiritual power waves came from the sky, sweeping to the side of the foundation building monk, and the formation of the two sides immediately became messy. At this time, the attack array composed of the second- and third-rate forces of the Northern Alliance behind the cannon fodder finally began to exert its might, and the huge spiritual power beam began to bombard through the pre-designed channel in three ways, left, center, and right, and the defense of the monks in the opposite southern area burst like foam under the high-energy aura, and hundreds of monks evaporated directly.

Suddenly, the spar on Zhou Xiang's chest turned bright red, and the entire cannon fodder team seemed to have turned into a sea of blood.

"Kill!"

Nearly 10,000 cannon fodder began to move the magic weapon, surging forward in the mountains. They didn't have the same attack circle as the disciples of the Northern Alliance, so they used their spiritual power one after another, bombarding the monks of the Southern Region who were in a panic on the opposite side, although they might not be able to kill the enemy, but they were extremely surging in momentum, like a huge wave rushing to the sky, covering the sky and shooting towards the Qianqiu Gate.

In the absence of the Warlords, the Southern District monks began to flee, and they soon dispersed into the Qianqiumen Great Array and began to organize a second line of defense.

The lone monk was drowned by the cannon fodder that came from the pursuit, and occasionally a few people were strong in mana, and they resisted quite fiercely with spiritual weapons, but under the flood attack of the monks' army, they were like a grain of sand in the big waves, and a dead leaf in the wind was quickly sunk and destroyed.

When they were about to approach the Qianqiumen Great Array, the old cannon fodder who had experienced the last fiasco all sped up and grabbed the position in a short time. But most of the new monks rushed to the front of the large array in ignorance and high spirits, and began to attack with all their might.