Seeing the Qingmei Daoist in the big tree from a distance, seeing him seem to be fine, Mo He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then noticed the Qingmei Daochang's movements.

I saw that the Qingmei Dao chief was in the space among the big trees, his hands were tightly attached to the ground, and his body was wrapped with blue light, obviously urging spiritual power.

"What the hell is the master doing?" Mo He thought in his heart, this question had actually been bothering him for a while, and most people instinctively had a desire to find out about secrets related to themselves or the people around them.

In the valley, the battle situation has become more and more tragic at this time, and the local garrison of Zi'an County, under the leadership of this new military commander, is shrouded in a layer of blood light, and at the same time, there is a faint golden light.

Under the effect of these two rays of light, those ghost cultivators with illusory bodies, or beast souls that rushed over frantically, they could all cause effective damage to them.

And the illusory battle flag suspended above their heads gave them a strong defensive power, so that the battle of Wen Siming and a few people on the other side would not affect these soldiers, even so, there were still a lot of casualties among these soldiers.

The new military commander found the black shadow holding a bottle-shaped magic weapon that appeared at the beginning, and the other party also had the strength of the Yin God Realm, but in the face of a military general with an army, he was completely pressed and beaten at this moment.

There is a very big difference between whether a military general has his own army or not, and the combat effectiveness that he can exert is very different, a military general with his own army, even if he is a cultivator in the pure yang realm, if he can transcend the mundane existence if he goes further, he is often unwilling to provoke them.

In addition to the black shadow holding the bottle-shaped magic weapon being pressed and beaten, Mo He found another battlefield, the new chief official of Zi'an County, also achieved an overwhelming advantage, and his opponent Mo He found that he actually knew, it was the Qingxi Water God who had defeated the Qingmei Dao Chief.

"This?" Mo He felt slightly surprised, the Qingxi Water God was at the eighth rank of the gods, and according to the strength of the cultivators corresponding to it, it was only equivalent to the Divine Soul realm.

And that is the new chief of Zixian County, his strength is really in the Yin God realm, under the gap with a large realm, although the Qingxi Water God has fallen into the downwind, but he can fight back and forth, which is enough to surprise Mohe.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Mo He finally found the clue, the chief official trusted by Zi'an County seemed to be a little aggrieved, Qingxi Water God didn't know why, as if he was venting, a long knife was in his hand, like an endless wave of water, and the wave band slashed towards all parts of the opponent's body, and the fighting style even felt a little desperate, and he didn't care about himself at all.

It is precisely because of his style of play that the opponent can't take him down for a while, but after all, there is a big realm gap between the two, and on the whole, he still falls into the disadvantage, but he can still block the opponent for a while.

Looking at the battle in the valley, Mo He suddenly had a relatively clear understanding of the fierceness of the war in this world, but what he didn't know was that in Qionghua Mansion, which was hundreds of miles away from Zi'an County, the fierceness of the war there was completely insignificant compared to here.

At this moment, on Mingyu Lake in Qionghua Mansion, the lake surface has been completely shrouded in mist, not because of the sudden fog, but because of the battle on the lake, in the shroud of mist, the most eye-catching thing is that there are two battle flags condensed by iron and blood, one side is written "Xia", which represents the six princes Xia Yuan, and the other side is written "Pang", which represents the wolf veteran Pang Zhan!

The battle flag, this kind of soldier's art, only the martial arts master above the realm of the military generals can master, the battle flag is raised, the soldiers are invincible, the morale is high, and the physical strength can be stimulated until the moment of exhaustion and death, at the same time, there are many generals, and the battle flag can also be given different effects to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the soldiers under his command.

In the shroud of mist, the sixth prince Xia Yuan, and the veteran Pang Zhan, are engaged in the most fierce battle, the blade in Pang Zhan's hand is a hundred battles steel knife, which is covered with countless gaps, and even cracks appear on the back of the knife, because of the existence of these cracks, the blade is stained with the blood of the enemy, and gradually penetrates into this knife, adding a different kind of decoration to this knife that seems to be on the verge of scrapping.

However, don't look at the hundred-battle steel knife in Pang Zhan's hand, it seems to have reached the verge of scrapping, this is actually just the appearance, maybe this hundred-battle steel knife used to be very ordinary, but after following Pang Zhan through many battles, it is no longer an ordinary steel knife, even if it collides with a long lance in Xia Yuan's hand, which can be called a divine weapon, I don't know how many times, it will not fall behind at all.

As the mainstream of martial arts in this world, the Divine Soldier Martial Arts naturally has its own unique method of sacrificing and refining magic weapons, raising soldiers by war, not only the soldiers' soldiers, but also refers to weapons and armor.

The battle between the Six Princes Xia Yuan and Pang Zhan was a battle between two of the top martial arts masters, and they did not use too many fancy fighting methods, but chose the most ordinary, but equally dangerous fighting methods, fighting with the skills of close combat.

Within a radius of 100 meters from the battle between the two, no soldier dared to approach here, because as soon as you get close to this area, then you will really feel that these two people who are fighting, what kind of power is contained in each of their seemingly ordinary blows, which is enough to open the mountain and crack the rock.

It's such power, but they are firmly bound in every blow, and only when the blades collide, there will be a trace of power leakage.

Farther away from Mingyu Lake, the other side of the battlefield has also begun to fight, not as dangerous as on Mingyu Lake, but the scene is more grandiose, and at the same time more weird.

A full 400,000 soldiers lined up in a neat formation, and the huge iron-blooded evil qi condensed, and under the control of a young general, the huge iron-blooded evil qi seemed to have turned into a cage, binding a group of gods shrouded in golden light in the sky within a certain area.

"Ladies and gentlemen, although you are the ministers of the previous dynasty, you are also the martyrs of our human race, and the commander doesn't want to make a move, let alone make trouble with you, so please stay here quietly and don't act rashly!" The young commander raised his head, with a hint of laziness on his face, and said in a flat voice.

However, in response to him, there were clusters of brilliant golden light, trying to pass through that layer of iron-blooded evil qi like a cage, but unfortunately, the golden light was submerged in this iron-blooded evil qi, and it was submerged and dissolved in an instant.

Seeing that the attacks of these gods were in vain, the young general, without any reaction, still had a trace of laziness on his face, and waited quietly, anyway, the order he got was not to kill these gods, but to control these gods and let them not go out to make trouble.

"Why bother, it's really ......!" muttered to himself, and the young commander finally shifted his gaze in the direction of Mingyu Lake.

And just as he finished speaking, he saw the direction of Mingyu Lake, and a blue light rose into the sky, piercing the iron-blooded evil qi that enveloped the lake, and at the same time, under the action of the mist that shrouded the lake, the entire Mingyu Lake was reflected in blue.

"Qionghua Baoyu was touched, ordered, all parties are dispatched, Qionghua Baoyu must not be taken away!" Seeing this blue light, the lazy expression on the young commander's face immediately disappeared, and he commanded the people beside him with great caution.

"Qionghua Baoyu, it was originally my Taiyi Sword Sect's thing, now it's time for the thing to return to its original owner, are you going to stop me?" At this time, below Mingyu Lake, the white-clothed sword cultivator of the Taiyi Sword Sect, surrounded by a sharp sword, said coldly to the person who stopped in front of him.

"Why should Daoist friends be like this, this Qionghua Baoyu has been in Qiongzhou for more than 10,000 years, benefiting the people of this side, and at the same time, how many people have accumulated merit for the Taiyi Immortal Sect, for the sake of the people of Qiongzhou, how about letting them stay here?"

"That's a good thing to say, what does the dynasty want to do this time, you Lingxu Immortal Sect won't know, if I don't take away Qionghua Baoyu, this treasure will be destroyed today. The white-clothed sword cultivator snorted coldly, very disdainful of what the other party said.

"Then what about the common people of Qiongzhou, doesn't the Taiyi Sword Sect care?" the young monk on the other side continued to speak.

"Hmph, Ling Xuan Immortal Sect helps Xia Qi's orthodoxy, then the obligation of this human race's orthodoxy should naturally be borne by you, otherwise you think that this human race's orthodoxy will only have benefits, and if you are in its position, you have to seek its own government, the way of heaven is constant, and there are both gains and losses, you won't understand this truth, get out of the way!" the white-clothed sword cultivator continued to say unceremoniously, but this time, the young monk on the other side did not refute again.

He glanced down at the depths below, the Qionghua Baoyu that caused this dispute was buried deeper in the earth, and when he recalled it, the young monk sighed in his heart at the request of the elders of the sect, and finally did not let his feet go at all.

At this time, in the valley of Zi'an County, Mo He saw the Qingmei Dao Chief in the space of the big tree, and there were some changes where his hands were pressed, and a blue channel could be seen faintly below, spreading in the middle of nowhere.

If you look closely, you will find that this blue passage is like the root of a large tree, in addition to the thick trunk, there are countless small root systems, like a fine net, dredge many places under the earth.

"What is that?" Seeing this scene, Mo He's eyes widened, and while thinking in his heart, he followed the blue passage with his gaze, trying to be able to explore its source.