In addition to the Artifact Battalion and the Xi Battalion, the other three battalions in the Cave Shadow Division practiced a formation of coordinated attacks during this time. The domineering thing about this formation is that it can mobilize the qi and spiritual power of the whole army for the generals to use in a short period of time.

The requirements for coordinating the attack formation are very strict, requiring the breathing and qi of the whole army to be synchronized and harmonized, and thousands of people are like one to form a "potential" that belongs to them, and then graft this "potential" to their generals, so that Lin Changfeng and Yan Kun at this moment finally have the capital to compete with the coffin boy.

The coffin boy was dealing not with two people, but with thousands of people from two battalions at the same time.

Lin Changfeng's body moved again, Fu Li Jia had a unique advantage in this kind of forest full of wood attribute aura, just now he was repelled by a palm, making him a little embarrassed in front of all the soldiers of Xiao Ying, jumped up, Fu Li Sword turned into countless dazzling green lights lit up the murderous lakeside, so fast that only the coffin boy could barely see his trajectory.

The coffin boy's head was a little abnormally swollen, his face was gloomy and he raised his arm to draw a circle in front of him, and the space within a hundred zhang of the lake was suddenly viscous like a swamp, and the turquoise sword light from the volley was forced out of its original form.

Lin Changfeng has not really advanced to the divine realm, the gap between the first step of the great realm and the second step of the great realm can not be filled by the accumulation of spiritual power alone, although the amount of spiritual power is large, but it has never been able to cause qualitative changes.

But at this moment, the "potential" grafted to him by the entire Xiaoying is like a red apricot out of the wall in the deep palace in winter, although it can't let Lin Changfeng really get a glimpse of how the red apricot behind the wall should be, but only with this precious opportunity that is not exchanged, but Lin Changfeng has a short period of happiness, relying on the gourd to copy the coffin boy to block the space, although it is rough and difficult to see, but it really uses the sword to crush the surrounding quagmire, and narrowly avoids the coffin boy killing move.

Yan Kun, who was wearing the heavy armor of the floating slaughter, simply crushed the quagmire with brute force, and his feet drove his whole body to accumulate strength several times, like a pitch-black mountain that ran towards the coffin boy violently.

The coffin boy was furious, this reckless man really regarded him as nothing, and turned over and over again, Fang Cunjin and Tie Shan relied on these two tricks, and there was no end?

Yan Kun crashed into the coffin boy with the momentum of rolling thunder, his face was overjoyed, and he immediately found that his fists, which had hundreds of thousands of catties of strength, were pressed down by the coffin boy's pair of hands that were not half the size of his palm. The skill of the use of spiritual power far surpassed Yan Kun's coffin snorted coldly, and the half-sized body actually dragged Yan Kun's feet off the ground, Yan Kun's whole person was like a windmill, and he was thrown into the lake with his armor, splashing a big wave, and the breath of the soldiers of the Yan Zi Battalion who stepped on the lake was disordered for a moment, and the few people who were lower in cultivation couldn't help but shake their bodies, but they all quickly calmed down.

The coffin boy who had been looking at Xiaoying and Yanzi Camp with the corner of his eye suddenly laughed wildly, he finally figured out the means borrowed from the two armies on these two people, and his body swayed towards the Yanzi Camp closest to him, and his miserable white arm pierced into the heavy armor of Futu like pounding tofu, and when he pulled it out, his whole arm was dyed blood red, and he still held a hot heart beating with a puff in his hand.

The iron-clad Yanzi camp did not have the hasty appearance of birds and beasts scattered in fear as imagined by the coffin boy, and everyone did not move like the most magnificent sculpture in the world, although there was a trace of disorder in the breathing and qi machine, but it did not affect the overall situation.

Before dying, the Yanzi Battalion armor soldier who had been pierced through his chest and hollowed out his heart and lungs rooted the soles of his feet in the lake, stood and swallowed his last breath.

The coffin boy who did not believe in evil gritted his teeth, and then tore several floating corpses of heavy armor and the people inside into pieces, and let the blood stain the red lake, and the Yanzi camp was still operating as before.

Because they knew that if they dispersed their formation and retreated now, they would indeed no longer have to stand here in vain and let the coffin boy kill, but at the same time, the "momentum" they lent to the leader would also be interrupted, and in the face of their own lives, they would choose the overall situation first.

"Dog mongrel, you deserve to be cut by a thousand cuts!"

Yan Kun, who rushed out of the lake, saw that the robe that had been with him for a long time was tortured and killed, and he was so angry that he almost lost his mind, and he was not afraid of death and fought with the coffin boy again.

Lin Changfeng, who rushed to the rescue, was full of bitterness, he and Yan Kun relied on the "potential" of the two armies as the hole card to fight with the coffin boy, but it still caused casualties in this interception, and Daqing's pre-war prediction was exactly the same, and it was inevitable that someone would die.

Lin Changfeng suddenly nodded to the dark uninhabited forest, and he joined Yan Kun again, leaving the uninhabited branches in the forest to sway slightly and slightly.

Yan Kun has already taken a thorough fighting posture, giving full play to his own strength and taking advantage of the situation, and at this moment, he is really fighting with Lin Changfeng and the coffin boy. The coffin boy already knew the trick of these two people to take advantage of the situation, but two fists were invincible to four hands, even if he knew how to crack the momentum of these two people, he would not have a chance to fish in troubled waters now.

After spending some effort figuring out the moves of the two of them, the coffin boy regained the upper hand, and he was willing to test how far this secret method could be extended. He had carefully measured the distance between the two armies before, no more, no less, exactly two hundred zhang, whenever he wanted to use his strength to swim elsewhere, he was stopped by the two at any cost, it seems that two hundred zhang is the best way to borrow the momentum, I am afraid it is also the limit distance.

Lin Changfeng and Yan Kun were at an absolute disadvantage at the level of powerful supernatural powers, so they didn't dare to let the coffin boy leave them too far, trying to use the meager advantage in body refining and cultivation to get back to the field, and it turned out to be indeed effective. The two of them have abundant spiritual power and qi to borrow the momentum, but they must not squander the essentials, just like a poor boy sitting in a gold mine, who has no way to spend this huge amount of money, so he has to sit on the gold mine and stare dryly.

Soon the two came up with a way, and the spiritual power gushed out without money, intending to defeat the enemy with the flying swords of the soldiers of their respective battalions.

Chang Xi had taught them the advanced sword method in Qingyun Mountain earlier, and both of them had good qualifications and understanding, and they were quick to get started. But they had never had more than ten swords at the same time, let alone more than a hundred at the moment. A flying sword trembled like an old lady at the foot of a slope, and the two had to let the flying sword be thrown indiscriminately, as if they were fighting in the market, only trying to hurt the enemy sharply. Fortunately, Lin Changfeng's brain turned quickly, turning thorns into smashes, and a hundred sharp swords hung on the lake like rain, and for a while, the coffin boy who had no choice but to "save money and be frugal" retreated again and again, and finally barely had a bit of sword fairy posture.

The coffin boy's face was gloomy, and he suddenly turned his head sideways, raised his hand and flicked a finger on a flying sword that could not be attacked by sneak attack, and the sword body screamed and the aura dimmed, and his spirituality was lost, and he fell into the lake with a pop.

The coffin boy has been killed several times and consumed a huge amount, far less easy than Lin Changfeng and Yan Kun who have a steady stream of borrowing momentum, he wanted to use witchcraft to cut off the wisp of "potential" above their heads that was almost visible to the naked eye, but I don't know what ghosts are under this lake, so that the witchcraft he used is half the effort, and several times the plan has failed, and he doesn't plan to consume it anymore, leaving Qingshan not afraid of no firewood.

At the moment when the coffin boy was about to steal the gap and escape through the air, Lin Changfeng didn't seem to be able to lift it in one breath, and the borrowed momentum on his body suddenly flowed like a flood bursting the embankment.

The pupils of the coffin boy who was just about to use the secret method to escape suddenly shrank, and he retracted most of the escape methods that had been launched, and his miserable white arm evolved into a bone spur spear, which flew Yan Kun, and instantly rushed to Lin Changfeng's chest and was about to raise his spear to stab him. The coffin boy smiled cruelly, you have spent so much time in the middle of the night to intercept and kill me, and they all say that the gift is still exchanged, if I don't give a big gift before leaving, how can I be worthy of your intentions?

The tip of the bone spur gun stopped half an inch away from Lin Changfeng's heart.

A thin sword tip as thin as a cicada's blade emerged from the coffin boy's chest, the tip of the sword made a ruthless circle, and the sound of flesh and blood rolling and tearing sounded, drilling a fist-sized blood hole into the coffin boy's already thin chest, and the second sound of the tip of the sword entering the body followed, the coffin boy's abdomen collapsed into thin air, the spiritual sea was destroyed, the dantian was dug up alive, and the backbone was completely pulled out.

The limp coffin boy opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound, his whole body was tilted like a landslide, he reluctantly turned his head to look back, only to see a young woman in leather armor and a hood with a cold and silent gaze, holding a cold light short sword that I don't know what grade it was in one hand, and pulling his spine with flesh and blood nerves in the other, bright red dripping down her fingertips, quickly spreading, bloody and beautiful.

He knew he had been tricked.

However, if the cultivator of the Transformation Realm was only interested in surviving, the desire to survive would surprise everyone. The coffin boy who had lost his dantian Linghai and even his backbone screamed, and the essence and blood of his whole body suddenly burned more than half, and his whole body fled at full speed into the sky as if it was on fire, and the astonishing speed that suddenly erupted was not something that Lin Changfeng and the others could catch up with at all.

The young woman with a short sword in her hand and tugging at her backbone just looked up, not trying to catch up. Just when the coffin boy thought that he could escape this catastrophe, a hundred snake shadows shrouded in the blue hazy light were entrenched in the air, and the scarlet snake letter spit out and rolled, unable to see the trajectory, and when it was retracted, the snake letter was wrapped around the coffin with a face like ashes.

Snake Xin strangled the body of the coffin boy who had lost the support of his backbone into a strange arc that should have been broken in two, and the three blue flowers in the eyes of the blue-eyed python flowed, and he said coldly: "I have been waiting for you to perform the escape method for a long time. ”

The coffin boy who knew that his life was short did not open his mouth to beg for mercy, the corners of his mouth were as hideous as a demon, and the remaining half of the essence and blood in his body were burned, and his whole body burned into a fireball, and his already swollen head was like a balloon that had been blown up to inflate rapidly, this situation was extremely terrifying!

The blue-eyed python was shocked by the ruthlessness of the coffin boy and was in a trance for a moment, and immediately roared loudly: "He's going to blow himself up, everyone hurry up and get out of the way!"

Yan Kun and Lin Changfeng were shocked, and hurriedly ordered the two battalions to withdraw from the battlefield, the self-explosion power of the cultivators of the Transformation God Realm can be comparable to the Heavenly Tribulation of the same level, and it is definitely not something that ordinary soldiers can bear, the soldiers of the Yan Zi Battalion are affectionate and righteous, and when they retreat, they risked being affected by the self-explosion, and still did not forget to take away the bodies of several dead robes.

Daqing took back the snake letter, the thick python tail of the patio was pumped on the coffin, and the red fireball that was about to explode was smashed into the lake, only to hear a loud noise, the entire lake was overturned, the lush trees on the shore were uprooted and rolled up to the sky, and the lake water was turned into mist by the domineering high temperature steam before it even had time to blow up the waves.

The soldiers of the two battalions, who had escaped in time and had armor to protect themselves, were only affected by the shock wave, and there was no other damage except for a few heels and poor breathing.

The ghostly appearance of a young woman shrouded in wind armor appeared on the boiling lake full of devastation, her brows furrowed, and she threw away the disgusting backbone in her hand, and raised her palms weakly, and the remnants of flesh and blood in the lake water suddenly surfaced.

The young woman lifted the hood of her hidden face, and there was no doubt that it was Xi'er, she frowned and asked the blue-eyed python entrenched in the sky: "This guy chose to blow himself up without saying a word, it is a little unreasonable, will there be fraud?"

The three blue flowers in the big blue eyes are a unique pupil technique in the bloodline inheritance, which can see through most of the camouflage and hidden traces in the world, and the three blue flowers are circulating rapidly, scanning the radius of dozens of miles thoroughly, and then the huge snake head swayed and said: "There is no other breath nearby except us, I heard that when this person fought against the adult, he broke his arm several times decisively and escaped, he was a ruthless man, he knew that it would be absolutely impossible to escape death if he fell into our hands, so he simply chose to blow himself up." ”

Xi'er used her spiritual power to hook up a few pieces of minced meat and carefully look at them, then raised her head and asked, "Has the coffin boy's infant ever escaped?"

When the blue-eyed python entrenched in the air re-transformed into a human form, Daqing glanced at the few pieces of minced meat, shook his head and said, "I have always been vigilant against this guy's Yuan Infant escaping, but I have never seen his Yuan Baby leave his body from beginning to end. With such a power of self-detonation, the fragile primordial infant would perish in an instant, and no matter how treacherous the witchcraft was, it would be impossible for the primordial infant to escape in this situation. ”

Xi'er pondered for a moment, returned the short sword to its sheath, turned around and ordered: "The Xiying men and horses are responsible for removing the traces of the battlefield, and don't let others know that it was our hand in the cave." ”

A chaotic forest resounded with the sound of breaking through the air.

Da Qing nodded, and said to Lin Changfeng and Yan Kun: "Your two battalions of men and horses are well disguised and evacuate the battlefield now, there is a lot of movement tonight, and Luo Yu City will soon send dark troops and spies to come here, don't leave your tail to cause trouble for your lords." As for the soldiers who died in the Yanzi Battalion, they will be buried when they go back. ”

Lin Changfeng and Yan Kun took the order to leave, and this deep mountain forest quickly returned to its original silence, but the devastation here was to tell the latecomers what kind of earth-shattering war had broken out here.

The southeast corner of the Luoyu Mountain region, the coffin mountain range on the shore of the mourning sea.

The dirty reddish-brown sea water beats the reef, the sea breeze is smelly and cold, the coffins on the cliffs near the sea with thousands of walls are dense, and the rich yin qi is swirling to the point that it can block the sun, most of the coffins are opened open, and there is nothing in it except for the white bones of the rotting corpses, and only a few are left that have not been poisoned.

In the cave with the heaviest yin qi in the depths of the Coffin Mountain, a short figure sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, several corpses with fresh breath beside him were broken open, the red and white things in the skull were sucked cleanly, and the cold Gu worms swam through the corpses, feeding back the energy obtained from devouring back into the body of the dwarf figure.

The body of the short figure presents a strange scene of white and red, and under the palpitating snow-white skin, blood flows and surges in a form visible to the naked eye, and there is nothing else, it is a boneless person without meridians and connections!

If Xi'er sees this person here, she will definitely change color.

Who else could this person be if he wasn't a coffin boy?

The coffin boy who did not hesitate to smelt his body into a flesh and blood furnace slowly opened his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was the scene of being intercepted and killed by the two armies and finally forced to blow himself up.

"Chang Xi... Cave Secluded... actually forced my external incarnation to the point of self-explosion, this account, new hatred and old hatred are counted together, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”