Back in the tent, Li Chengzhu found that Yuan Sen was the only one left. These people don't know what they're doing all day. It was the little thing that swooped into Boss Li's arms.

These little things are all following Xiaoying, and they have actually learned to be hooligans.

Boss Li blushed and pulled away the claws that were clutched on his chest, and then picked up the small thing and put it on his shoulder.

This little brute. Li Chengzhu scolded secretly.

"They all went out to kill the enemy. Yuan Sen opened his eyes and looked at Li Chengzhu.

"En?" Boss Li was surprised, didn't Ye Zhiqiu say that everyone's request for war was rejected last time? Why did he run out to fight so quickly?

"You've been gone for half a month. Yuan Sen seemed to see the doubts in Li Chengzhu's heart, and said.

"For so long?" said Boss Li's eyes widened like quail eggs. That is, refining the fairy sword, what did you do, why did half a month pass in the blink of an eye?

Sure enough, there is no time for cultivating immortals!

Looking at Yuan Sen's expectant eyes, Li Chengzhu rubbed his hands awkwardly, this one here is still waiting for him to kill a few more enemies with a glass needle to avenge his brother.

"Well, I've been refining glass needles and other things during this time. ”

"I know, Daoist friends don't have to explain!" Yuan Sen nodded, "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools." ”

Boss Li exhaled and knew it.

After staying for a while, Boss Li only felt restless, so he said, "I'll go see them." Without waiting for Yuan Sen to answer, he ran out of the door.

Although the war had begun, there were still many immortal cultivators left behind, and the wounded and corpses were constantly being transported back from the front line, ready to be treated or buried.

In the immortal world, no matter which immortal cultivator knows a little about self-preservation and healing, everyone has elixir. It can be said that these immortal cultivators completely possess the fighting spirit of China's resistance to war and aid Korea, and they cannot go to the battlefield if they are lightly injured. These immortal cultivators who were carried back were either already hung up or were absolutely seriously injured.

For such a large-scale operation, serious injuries are inevitable. Therefore, the Immortal Realm also has its own medical team to treat those immortal cultivators who are no longer capable of self-healing.

The more Boss Li walked forward, the more frightened he became, and almost every moment the wounded were driven back from him. It is normal to have fewer arms and legs, as long as the Yuan Ying is still there, the immortal cultivator has his own way to reshape the physical body, and he cannot reduce his cultivation for one hundred and eighty years.

The worst thing is those who have exhausted their cultivation, the body protection aura is broken, and then the angel army hits the Yuan Baby, and it is possible to abolish the cultivation.

As soon as he thought of Yuan Sen's decadent appearance, Boss Li sighed.

The earth-shattering roar and the bombardment of magic weapons filled Li Chengzhu's ears, and when he saw the overwhelming magic weapon flying swords and the angel army in the sky, Boss Li thought that he had reached the Star Wars filming site.

The sky and ground were densely packed with angel legions and immortal cultivators. Patches of dazzling light shot out from the rear of the angelic army, reaching the camp of the immortal cultivators like locusts passing through. It was the salvo of the Angel Army's long-range attack force, the "Great Holy Spear Thorn".

Li Chengzhu was shocked.

This feeling made him a little hairy. Such a dense attack, such a powerful attack, if you want to hit yourself, you can definitely beat yourself into a hedgehog.

But the immortal cultivators also performed well.

At the moment before the arrival of the "Great Saint Spear Thorn" in the sky, a semicircular protective cover covering a radius of several miles appeared above everyone's heads.

Dozens of Mahayana masters gave everyone a guarantee of safety behind the immortal cultivators, and their task was not to step forward to kill the enemy, but to work together to arrange the temporarily learned defensive formation "Skynet Restoration".

Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky!

Although it didn't take long for these dozens of Mahayana masters to learn this formation, with the Heavenly Skill Spirit Stone as a spiritual medium, they could exert their strength even more, and it was naturally more than enough to resist these useless "Great Sage Spear Thorns".

The three or two kittens that slipped through the net couldn't get close to the immortal cultivator's body at all, so they were blocked from the body protection aura.

When the attack of the "Great Sage Spear Thorn" interlude, these dozens of Mahayana masters hurriedly removed the "Heavenly Net Restoration", and the immortal cultivators released their magic weapons one after another to smash them.

All of them are trying to kill as many enemies as possible in addition to self-preservation.

From time to time, the angels fighting on the ground will be broken in half by the immortal cultivators who suddenly burst out from the ground, which is the Five Elements Earth Escape Technique used by the immortal cultivators who are proficient in talismans.

The immortal cultivator, who was known for his speed, even shuttled between everyone directly with a flying sword, taking the opportunity to give him a sword while the angels were resisting the attacks of his companions.

What morality, what kindness, it's all bullshit. Being able to kill people is the king's way.

There are many sneak attacks, and the angels have learned well. When fighting, always pay attention to the spiritual pressure fluctuations under your feet, and when the immortal cultivators come out, they will dodge, or they will flap their wings and fly into the sky.

But the sky is already overcrowded, and where is the space for more people to enter.

For this war, the Angel Legion made a lot of money and dispatched precious long-range main forces.

Storms, showers, lightning, and mire were thrown into the rear of the cultivators' camp without stopping. However, with the "Skynet Restoration" arranged by the eight groups of Mahayana masters, and the distance limited the transmission of power, these attacks were not very lethal at all.

The Immortal Emperor and his old man probably also felt that the defeat last time had swept his face, and this time the war even dispatched eight Great Luo Jin Immortals.

And the angel world also sent an eight-winged angel of equal strength.

The battle of these powerhouses had long since moved out of the main battlefield, and the immortal cultivators and two-winged and four-winged angels in front of them were not enough for them to poke with a finger.

Although it is easy for the strong to kill each other's weak forces, who wants to lose their identity to bully these little rats.

And it's not a good thing to kill too much.

So everyone coincidentally found their own opponents and practiced.

War is not something that can be settled by one or two strong people, war is cruel and protracted, and what is fought is patience and follow-up support. If there is one thing missing, then the war is lost.

Boss Li's blood boiled in the rear, and his breathing slowly thickened. clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling involuntarily.

Feeling the rapid rotation of the aura in his body, Li Chengzhu couldn't hold back any longer, roared towards the sky, stepped on the flying sword, pinched the glass needle, and flew towards the battlefield with the small thing.

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