The monks and elders above the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect in the Divine Realm poured out.

The hundred-foot-tall deep-sea monster in the distance was still in a no-man's land in its own sect, cutting through thorns and thorns all the way, blood and sparks drifting away. Most of these Wanxianmen monks who had never seen the cruelty of the battlefield were terrified, and they only shouted loudly, but in the end, none of them were willing to sacrifice their lives to block the progress of the monsters like the slogan "Throwing their heads and spilling blood for the sect", but began to clamor and push the people around them, wishing that those guys who usually didn't like their eyes would die in this disaster.

A vivid picture depicted by many ugly and sinister faces is impressive.

One of the goosebump-haired old men had a bright eye, obviously knowing a lot about the monsters the size of the two peaks in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "This is the deep-sea spider crab and the dragon in the sea clan, both of which are ancient species that are old and almost forgotten by the years, and their status in the sea clan is definitely not low. ”

Another middle-aged man with the cultivation of the Void Realm frowned and said, "Sect Master Zeng asked half of the elders and disciples in the sect to go to the Northern Frontier a few months ago.

Several people stopped and watched for a moment, the two monsters had already destroyed the city and smashed straight towards the main hall of Wanxianmen hundreds of miles away, the old man with crane hair looked at the direction of the main hall with fear, hesitated for a moment and said coldly: "Let the monks of the Transformation God Realm and the disciples below go to find out the details of these two monsters, and we will not be too late to do it later..."

But before the old man's words fell, he saw that the sky and the earth were cold and dark in an instant, and a drop of black water-like treacherous things dripped from the hands of the black-robed man behind the monster, and suddenly the Flame Swamp filled with the breath of the Yellow Spring swept away the vitality of a hundred miles from the only drop of black water like a plague, and a Yin soldier with a full body of pitch-black armor emerged from the depths of the swamp, and it was dense as the black tide rolling, and the number was almost not below the millions!

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect, who had initially assembled in a formation to stop the two Sea Clan monsters, did not dare to move forward any longer, and they all gasped and looked at the millions of Yin soldiers who had created something out of nothing.

The Flame Swamp transformed by the Yin Tiger Talisman devoured the surrounding vegetation and palace walls like a living thing, and the black tide within a radius of a hundred miles was monstrous, and the countless Yin soldiers had tumbled and rolled into a phalanx. The first general in front of the phalanx walked out of the swamp with extremely heavy steps, and unlike the other Yin soldiers, the burly general with a scarlet spear in his hand had a more vivid expression.

I saw that this Xiongqi general with black armor ignored the two sea beasts beside him, turned around and knelt down in front of the majestic black robe in mid-air, and said deafeningly: "The last general will see the Great Asura King!"

"See the Great Asura King!" all the Yin soldiers within a radius of a hundred miles raised their arms and shouted in unison, and the huge waves set off by millions of people shattered the sky.

Several of the three dragons who were ready to escort Chang Xi were jumping wildly at this moment, and they looked at Chang Xi's black robe that was hunting in the wind, and they felt more and more unfathomable. Not to mention where did this young master's immortal method of almost spreading beans into soldiers come from, how did this million Yin soldiers who were monstrous enough to drown the entire Ten Thousand Immortal Gate come from? Previously, Jairus and Pu Lao heard the kiss that the young master had returned to the Yang World from the Yang World, they thought it was some kind of exaggeration or a slightly abstract description, but from the current situation, it is really possible that this young master went to the Hades Palace and took a turn around, and brought back a million Yin soldiers for his own use, which is admirable!

Chang Xi turned his head to look at the woman beside him who had gone home but had not shown a trace of a smile so far, the two exchanged glances, and Chang Xi, who was already in the limelight, looked at the general in front of the battle, his lips only opened and closed slightly, but his voice shook Siye: "This king has a task for you." ”

General Xiongqi clenched his fist to the tip of his nose, and said with a fanatical respect: "Please ask Lord Shura to give orders, and the last general Huo Qu will die of illness!"

Chang Xi smiled slightly, indescribably cold, pointed to the tens of thousands of Ten Thousand Immortal Sect disciples gathered in the distance, and asked, "Can it be solved?"

General Huo, who had left the reputation of the champion Hou in the world, raised his eyebrows slightly, and the words of the Shura King came from his ears: "Kill those who are in the way, and leave those who are pleasing to the eye." Immediately, the great general, who had distinguished himself in both the yang and the underworld, held his fists and received his orders, and a tall wind-chasing beast covered in black armor emerged from the swamp, he turned over and stepped on the back of the beast, picked up his gun and began to sprint, and the millions of Yin soldiers behind him only took a few breaths to unfold into a cone and arrow formation with a momentum that was incomparable for a while.

The black tide rolling in as far as the eye can see, I don't know how many people are scared.

"Give it all to me, what are you doing here? Those who retreat without permission will be killed!" Several Ten Thousand Immortal Sect Refining Void Realm cultivators ordered in a hurry, and the phalanx of Ten Thousand Immortal Sect disciples, whose morale was obviously not very high, began to be forced to make contact with the million Yin soldiers head-on in a reluctant way under the power of the elders.

Life should be a masterpiece, and death should be a ghost. When Huo Qubing was still in the world, he was good at breaking down the enemy's defense line with the array of ironclad cavalry groups, and now he has stepped into the world of immortal cultivation where flying away is commonplace, he strives for perfection, replacing ordinary war horses with powerful and majestic wind-chasing beasts, supplemented by the invulnerable Huangquan heavy armor, accompanied by the ghost emperor's expedition to the east and west, and has achieved countless results, far from being comparable to other war departments or armies in the Luo Yu Mountain region. The only thing that can convince them is probably the cave branch that they have only heard of but have never actually met.

What's more, among the millions of Yin soldiers, the descendants of several great generals' personal guard troops, the wind chasing beasts they rode were all heavy aliens, thirteen feet high, weighing 12,000 catties, and under the momentum, it was like a mountain torrent, and no one could stop it. Huangfu Youlian has very little contact with the affairs of the soldiers, and only knows a little from the words that her mother used to tell her about the war outside the Northern Regions, and only heard that those fierce and fearless demon cavalry are invincible once they charge into a momentum, and today I saw Huo Quai's riding in the dust, and thousands of soldiers behind him were placed into sharp cones and arrows to follow, and I couldn't help but be a little dizzy. Thousands of horses are already like this, and the battlefield in the Northern Regions, where the bones of the two clans were buried in tens of millions, should be so tragic!

Huo Quai, who was in a strange shape, faced the Wanxian Sect disciples who had nearly 100,000 Wuyang Wuyang, and saw that this group of guys who were in the yang world but didn't know how to cherish the good time even began to mess with themselves, and couldn't help but sneer, Pu Fan's big palm opened the rain curtain with a bit of gorgeous and fancy spells, and the rest were all resisted. The qi machine filled in his chest climbed the building several times and finally reached the top, wielding the scarlet spear with surging spiritual power, and stabbed the first two Wanxianmen disciples who didn't know how to write the word death, and then stabbed like tearing the little girl's clothes that wanted to refuse and welcome, and rammed into the torrent of disciples who pushed and shoved in Wanxianmen.

The Yin Tiger Talisman turned into a living creature of the Flame Swamp advanced forward with the charge of millions of Yin soldiers, because whether it was the mighty and unyielding General Huo or the remaining Yin soldiers who won by numbers, they were still living beings in the Yellow Springs Realm. If they want to move freely in the Yang Realm, they must step on this vast Flame Swamp area that radiates hundreds of miles, otherwise if they are contaminated by the Yang Breath, they will be severely damaged by the power of heaven and earth in an instant, and they may even disappear if they are exposed for too long.

The edges around the Flame Swamp continued to roll, setting off a black mist that obscured most of the sky, making the sunlight, which had a natural suppressive power over the creatures of the Yellow Springs Realm, dim as dusk. But it was obvious that although the interior of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect had been decayed, the group of old immortal Refining Void Realm powers still had some eyesight after all, and began to destroy this Immortal Flame Swamp where millions of Yin soldiers depended.

It's just that their naïve thoughts, the three of them are holding the dragon who intends to turn the Wanxian Gate upside down, but they won't let these old guys get their wish easily.