There was a big roar, and he was in a Jedi.

On the side of the Northern Regions Immortal Army, there was a diametrically opposite emotion, some people had red eyes, staring at the ghosts and gods, Zunfu Shenwei and others scattered on the mountains of Guanzhou, howling and rushing forward, fighting desperately, and roaring in their mouths What are the words "raise your eyebrows", "go home and marry Erni", "earn merit and become the sect master" and the like, those ghosts and gods and the bloodline of the Zunfu that face them, etc., they didn't think that the monks of the Northern Regions still have this side, they who were afraid of each other before, actually dared to take themselves as prey.

On the other hand, there is fear and despair.

I was thinking of rushing into the mountains of Guanzhou and picking up credit behind others, but I didn't expect that what appeared in front of me was a dead land, in front of me, endless bursts of light, grinding out the flesh and blood of my companions, fearing the battlefield, and I couldn't see the edge at a glance, and behind me, the earth fire and flames soared into the sky, and the back road was blocked.

Their minds are in a mess now, they don't know how they got into this Jedi, they don't know where to go, and they don't know which master they should count on to break these big arrays in front of them, and if they can't break it, what should they do?

"Boom la la ......"

It was also in a sense of despair, the river of blood outside flooded, filling half of the sky, the Taibai Sect Master came wrapped in infinite blood, and rushed into this battlefield, I don't know how many people, looked up at the Taibai Sect Master, recognized the piece of blood, and immediately became excited, shouting for help, but the Taibai Sect Master who was in mid-air just turned over the blood river and threw countless people down.

When I looked at it, I saw that they were all old formation masters one after another, all of whom had discussed the matter of breaking the formation in the Immortal Hall before, and even grabbed the opportunity to break the formation, but after the fact, they honestly shut up, and they were all thrown into this battlefield, and the voice of the Taibai Sect Master stirred the four domains and reached the ears of the immortal army: "The Northern Regions Formation Divisions are all here, breaking the formation to survive, but it ...... in a thought."

"Boom la la ......"

Countless immortal armies who heard this voice, as well as immortal armies who didn't hear this voice, but saw that everyone else was rushing here, rushed over, wanting to snatch those old formation masters in their hands, their eyes were blood-red, but they seemed to be grabbing, it was a chance to survive.

"Sect Master Taibai, you ...... How can you coerce us into battle?"

Zhao ...... Zhao Zhenhu, you shameless villain, you ...... You're deliberately harming people......"

"Taibai Sect, my four-pillar gate and you are inseparable from life to life......"

Those old array masters were dizzy and dizzy with blood and qi, and they didn't know what was going on, so they were dragged into this battlefield, and when they came to their senses, they had already seen a desperate scene, the bursts of light rising into the sky, and the surrounding immortal soldiers who were pleading with their faces, obviously taking them as a life-saving straw, endless fear surged in their hearts, and they scolded with despair and anger.

"Only Xianjun Erlang is allowed to fight to the death, but you are not allowed to come in and fight for your life?"

And the Taibai Sect Master only sneered at such an angry reprimand, and in an instant, he had already turned into a blood shadow and disappeared.

For a while, the angry scolding below was even more turbulent.

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"This ......"

And at this time, in the immortal hall, I saw that the Taibai Sect Master was coerced by the Fangfang Array Divisions and rushed into the battlefield, the head of the Xi family, the Sect Master of the Snow Mountain, and the old monster of Gutong who had just come out of the alchemy room, saw the behavior of the Sect Master of Taibai, and they were all shocked on the spot, and even felt that it was a stranger, and the eyes of the old monster of Gutong became a little gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Old Taibai, old Taibai, you ......"

"In the past, you only cultivated demonic skills and improved your cultivation, but you were righteous and righteous, but no one would treat you as a demon, but this time, you did these things, no matter what the outcome of this battle is, you will be regarded as a real demon in the future......"

"How can such a person who loves fame and dignity have to do it to such an extent?"

“......”

“......”

"Where the Tao is, even though thousands of people are going!"

The head of the Xi family strode towards the door of the immortal hall, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the immortal hall, countless old cultivators with strange expressions and worries, and shouted: "The war has started, millions of immortal troops, nearly half of them have entered the game, how can we continue to stay out of the matter, everyone, I will practice the Dao heart, a thousand calamities will eventually come, the matter has come to this, it is not appropriate to point to the country!"

"I'll wait, I'm going to get in too!"

In the fairy hall, there was silence, and no one answered his words for a while.

The head of the Xi family smiled a little lowly, and said in a deep voice: "I'm different from him, I don't dare to force you!"

When he said this, he flicked his sleeves, and seven or eight purple runes entangled in purple qi flew up behind him, like seven or eight flags, and then he flew out of the immortal hall and shouted: "Xi Jiaerlang obeys my orders, quickly enters the battle, and fights for my northern region!"

The purple qi surged, earth-shattering, and went straight into the battle.

The Sect Master of the Snow Mountain slowly got up, muttered for a long time, bowed to the cultivators in the Immortal Palace, left the hall, and entered the battlefield.

The silence of the immortal hall is even worse, at least hundreds of different Taoist systems, different cultivation, but to be able to enter this immortal hall to discuss matters, but they all represent their monks with good status, at this time you look at me, I look at you, but silently, faintly divided into several factions, some people are ruthless, gritted their teeth, strode out of the hall, and rushed towards the battlefield outside, the figure is silent and firm.

There are also people who hesitate and still wait and see in the immortal hall, neither going nor leaving.

"Breeze Apprentice!"

In the silence, the old monster suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Qingfeng Tong'er, who had been hiding behind the pillars, showed his head and shouted in a low voice, "Master!"

The old monster of Gutong shouted: "Take the golden medicine pestle for the teacher!"

Qingfeng Tong'er did not hesitate, silently took out a golden medicine pestle, held it in both hands, and handed it to the old monster of Gutong.

Old Gu Tong smiled and grabbed the golden medicine pestle in his hand.

Then I saw that Qingfeng Tong'er also took a swarthy dark iron medicine pestle, and said, "Master, I'll go with you!"

Gu Tong's old strange eyes moved slightly, and he laughed loudly, and said, "Okay, the teacher will protect you!"

Qingfeng Tong'er quietly rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "Master, my skills are actually higher than you......"

One old and one young, the two figures strode out of the hall, and Miss Mingyue, who stayed in the hall, was teary-eyed, and saluted the backs of the two of them.

"Hahahaha, the world is interesting, it's ...... here"

In silence, Xiao Jianyuan, the forty-nine swordsman, suddenly laughed, put the sword box on his back, and walked out slowly, while laughing: "One thought becomes an immortal, one thought becomes a demon, the changer is not a heart, just a name." One thought is impulsive, one thought is the hero, one thought is afraid, and finally becomes a rat, and the changer is not a person, but a gut. Maybe some of us will be buried here, and even future generations will not remember, maybe some of us will sit back and take advantage of it, and even take advantage and fame that should not belong to us afterwards, but ......"

He paused slightly, and laughed in a low voice: "Heaven and earth can prove, these things are always done by us!"

Whoa......

His clothes flew and he rushed into the battlefield.

And in this immortal hall, in the end, there are people who can't break through the inner struggle and rush into the battlefield, and some people look at each other a few times, thinking that this battle will be the most miserable ending, so they quietly withdrew from the fairy hall through the back door, and they don't know where to flee......

Miss Mingyue has been watching from the sennei, watching coldly, not saying a word, not missing a pen.

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In the middle of the air, above the nine heavens, countless masters poured into the battlefield.

And below, there is also a command flag waving, and more immortal armies are surging from behind, becoming a part of this battlefield, and the ten ghost and god arrays have been forced to operate to the strongest, dividing and intertwining, trapping the entire battlefield in it.

Yuan Chenzi knew that at this time, he should leave a way back for the Northern Regions Immortal Army, so that their morale would collapse.

But he couldn't do that anymore.

The battlefield is too large and chaotic, even if he controls the ten formations, he can't take care of anything else.

In particular, the Ghost King and the Snow Maiden have both entered the battlefield, and it is difficult for them to temporarily retreat at this time.

As a result, he could only destroy the great array and try his best to trap and kill everyone.

And the Northern Regions Immortal Army in the formation could only be miserable at this time, and it was all up to themselves to save themselves.

There are no more words, it can describe the fear they are facing at this time, they are surrounded by the remaining Seven Gate Great Array, as well as the infinite ghosts and gods and the bloodline of the Zunfu in the middle, to a certain extent, they are as helpless as lambs to the slaughter, some of them are like chaff, holding their heads and hiding under the rocks, but they are still swept away by the burst, some of them roared and rushed forward, but they were still devoured by the ghosts and gods, some of them abandoned the magic weapon, howling and crying, some of them scolded, scolded the Immortal League for how they fell into a Jedi......

There were desperate immortal armies surrounding those formation divisions, begging them to break the formation quickly, but these formation divisions were already desperate, and scolded angrily: "How can we break such a brilliant array, don't we understand? We were all deceived by that damn Zhao Zhenhu, he deliberately put us in a desperate situation, he was forcing us to die, we were already given up by him......

The immortal army fell into complete despair, and some people bowed to the ground, begging the Zunfu to spare their lives, and wishing to be cattle and horses for generations.

It's a pity that on such a chaotic battlefield, there is no way to survive by begging, they were eaten by ghosts and gods, and the blood of Zunfu was killed.

There are even some who die directly under the swords of their own people.

And among the rest of the people, there were also different reactions, some people gritted their teeth, directly put a knife on the necks of the formation masters, and shouted: "You are a formation master, you must have a way, anyway, the left and right are dead, you don't believe that you can't survive!"

There are also people who directly cut down the formation division with a knife, scolding bitterly: "It's all useless waste, let's break the formation ourselves!"

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This is a desperate Shura battlefield.

But above the despair, there was something faintly that had rarely appeared in the monks of the Northern Regions before.