One day two years after the battle to seize the boundary, in the Rakshasa field of the Heavenly Shadow Mountain Range of the Shadow Realm, between the camp of the Yushui Realm and the camp of the Shadow Realm, there was a red river left, the stumps and rotten flesh sank to the bottom, the blood and water were stinking, and the white fog above the river was as white as ever.

A woman in blue stood in the Yushui Realm, her hand holding the array plate, her facial features were beautiful and elegant, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of coldness.

If it was said that a year ago, the monks in the photo industry saw her, and at most they sighed at this woman's extraordinary ability to break the formation, but after this year's fighting, she set up the formation with the strength of one person, so that the monks in the photo world died batch after batch.

The battle situation was even more tragic than the Yuan Infant Shot, but today, this woman did not shoot alone, but together with the monks of the Yushui Realm.

The array flags in the Yushui Realm, one person leading ten flags, led by the woman in blue, formed an astonishing aura in the white mist, standing on the left side of the Red River, and on the right side were tens of thousands of Jiedan monks led by Hou Kang Zhenjun.

"Hou Kang Zhenjun, what now?" asked the monk of the Photography Realm with a sad face.

Hou Kang Zhenjun's five fingers tightened, and on the back of his hand holding the array, the green tendons flared up, and his eyes seemed to pass through the thick white fog and saw the woman in blue.

In the past year, he has been defeated at the hands of this woman again and again, from his surprise and confusion at the beginning to his silence now, the original genius arrogance has been smoothed out, and his temperament has become more and more violent, and the formation is even more inhumane. He used human cultivation as a formation, and it became bloodier and bloodier every time, and almost as soon as the formation came out, human cultivation was sucked dry by the formation.

At the beginning, Hou Kang Zhenjun's people cultivated the formation, and they used the scattered cultivation of the photographic world, but because of repeated defeats, the scattered cultivation disappeared, or the scattered cultivators of the photographic world who were still alive hid, so now he began to take action against the monks of the family, so that most of the monks in the photographic world were even more reluctant.

If the Avatar Cultivator on one side of the Shadow Realm is defeated and the Shadow Realm is defeated, it will be a matter of time before the crystals of the two realms merge.

"Formation. Hou Kang Zhenjun raised his hand and waved, and in the crowd of monks in the rear, hundreds of Jiedan monks walked out, all of whom were dumbfounded, holding array flags in their hands.

Hou Kang Zhenjun glanced at these monks and thought of the legendary Tongshu Xianjun he had seen a year ago.

Tongshu Xianjun handed him a pill and told him that when refining this pill, he could control the monks who took the pill by adding his own essence and blood, provided that the monks who took the pill did not cultivate more than him.

This is also the reason why he can still have so many "array eyes" available when the monks in the photographic world have the intention of retreating.

As for whether this will hurt the vitality of the Photography Realm, Hou Kang Zhenjun has doubts, but Immortal Jun instructed him, he didn't dare to disobey, and he didn't dare to escape, Zishui Immortal Jun controlled the cross-border teleportation array of the Lingering Photography Realm, and wanted to set up a formation to leave in private, in front of several Immortal Monarchs, how could it work.

Seeing that the side of the photo world began to set up a formation, the Yushui world was not in a hurry.

"Subtle real person?" Murong Xiaobao looked at the woman in blue with fiery eyes.

The woman in blue who made the monks in the photo world afraid was a subtle real person, a white deer in the sky.

Bai Lu's fingertips turned the array plate in her hand, and there were dozens of array flags floating beside her than the others, and these array flags changed their direction according to her command.

"Rise!"

As soon as Bailu's words came out, the monks of the Yushui Realm, the monks in charge of the formation, rotated the formation in unison, and the formation flag changed in an orderly manner.

Different from the array flags used by people in the photo world, the array flags used by the monks in the Yushui realm, each of which is tied to a small array cloth bag.

When the monks in the Yushui Realm set up a formation, those array cloth bags lit up with fluorescent light, like countless stars lit up in the white mist, which was very beautiful.

After a few breaths, the starry formation and the bloody formation collided, fighting with the formation, outsiders seemed to have no fight, as if two clouds were in contact, but after a stick of incense, one of the formations was broken, and what fell was countless stumps of blood rain.

With a wave of his hand, Bailu told the surviving monks of the Yushui Realm to stop, and not to chase and kill the monks of the Shadow Realm.

"The Immortal Monarch has an order, today's success or failure will be decided, the monks of the Photography Realm, we don't need to chase and kill, give them time to escape from the Lingering Photography Realm. With that, Bailu looked up at the white mist above his head, and his spiritual sense came out, reflecting the battle situation above into the sea of knowledge.

At the same time, in several other battlefields of the Jiedan monks, the monks of the Shadow Realm were retreating one after another, and the monks of the Yushui Realm also did not pursue, but stopped, like a white deer, using their spiritual sense to investigate the battle situation above.

Above the battlefield of the monk is the battlefield of the infant monk.

There are less than 100 Yuanying monks on the side of the Yushui Realm, and the 200 Yuanying monks on the side of the Photography Realm are fighting together.

Supplemented by the formation, the array flag shuttles between the Yuanying monks, and from time to time there are array flags that are knocked down by spells, and several sword cultivators of the Yin and Yang Twin Islands and the Four Elephant Islands are like incarnated sharp weapons, and they wander in and out of a few times, just to injure the Yuanying monks in the photographic world.

Several Yuanying monks of Shuntian each occupied one place to make a move, among which the star disk of Danzuka Zhenjun was the most dazzling one on the field.

Danzuka Zhenjun seemed to be in the starlight, and his gestures were so easy, but he made the monks of the Shadow Realm in the starlight fall into an illusion and were killed by him one by one.

This battle is to decide the victory or defeat of the battle for the world, and the monks of both sides have taken action to fight for life and death, and the monks of the gods naturally cannot avoid a battle.

Zi Narcissus's gorgeous makeup, gorgeous clothes flying, her usual coquettish smile was not there, she looked at the three people in front of her coldly, her hands were in front, her fingerprints kept changing, wisps of pink mist floated out of her, and in a few breaths, the upper blank mist turned into a pink mist, but the range was only around the Avatar Monk.

The three immortal monarchs on this side of the Yushui realm frowned and stared, guarding the heart of the Dao, and fighting with the three immortal monarchs on the side of the photographic realm, barely undefeated.

As soon as the pink mist came out, Zishui Xianjun's cold face also changed back to his original coquettish and charming state, and suddenly his hand was raised, and a colorful light yarn flew out, blocking the red sword of the star-chasing immortal, and flew towards the star-chasing immortal monarch with the pink mist.

As soon as Dongze Xianjun saw it, the brush-shaped natal magic weapon waved, and the one-blow spell of Yuanhong Xianjun was scattered, and under the shock of Yuanli, his face turned pale, but he ignored Yuanhong Xianjun's second blow, but waved his sleeves and shot a white light towards the position of Zishui Xianjun.

Zishui Xianjun didn't have time to be stunned, she didn't expect Dongze Xianjun to wait for her natal magic weapon to leave her body...... Zi Shui Xian Jun hurriedly wanted to recall the natal magic weapon to protect the body, but the speed of the white light was extremely fast, and after a closer look, he found that the white light was one, but composed of thousands of feather lights, when he was about to reach the front of Zi Shui Xianjun, among the thousands of feather lights, a white dragon flew out of the feather light, the dragon's mouth was wide open and sucked, and the powder mist was all sucked away, and the white dragon dragon turned around, and the dragon tail formed by the feather light knocked the Zi Narcissus Jun into the air, and then the white dragon chased and disappeared in the white fog together.

"Zishui senior!" Yuanhong Xianjun hurriedly flew towards Zishui Xianjun, but was blocked by the sword of the Star Chasing Immortal Jun, not only that, but the second blow of Yuan Hong Immortal Jun to Dongze Xianjun was also scattered under the sword of the Star Chasing Immortal Jun.

Yuan Hong Immortal Jun saw that Shui Xianjun disappeared into the white mist, and in his confusion, he couldn't resist the attack of the Star Chasing Immortal Jun, and was beaten back by him, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

In another place, the Red Flame Immortal Monarch held a half-moon-shaped flame scimitar in both hands, and the Mu Jiao Immortal Monarch holding the Qinglong Wooden Staff was entangled together, and the deep and shallow red and blue colors in the white mist were the collision of the spells of fire and water between the two.

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