Yuwen Zhouyuan was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why Ma Yuehua had to pull him up and not let him return to Dongluohe City alone, but he didn't insist on going back alone.

Elder Yan is really responsible for dispatching, Ma Yuehua is Elder Yan's beloved disciple, and there is no good fruit to eat when he works against Ma Yuehua.

Yuwen Zhouyuan lagged behind, and had a casual conversation with Ma Yuehua, and quickly figured out the current situation.

The spirit stones stored in Dongluohe City are no longer enough, and the city protection array is very difficult to maintain, and the spirit stones have to be transported from the major immortal cultivation sects, but they are intercepted by enemy monks from time to time on the way, and the supply of spirit stones is intermittent, and the city protection array is only occasionally opened, and the pressure on defending the city is getting bigger and bigger.

The most dangerous one was even almost attacked by enemy monks.

However, fortunately, because the enemy monks need to transport them from the enemy for a long time, they are also extremely lacking in spirit stones, and they are no better than the monks in the Dongluo River realm, and their spirit stone transportation routes are often ambushed by the monks of the Dongluo River.

For the spirit stone, the two sides fought extremely fiercely.

The day before yesterday, there were three core real monks of the big family, with a team of more than twenty real monks, planning to secretly transport a batch of spirit stones from Qianjin City, but it has not yet arrived, and the Dongluo River Alliance is worried that something will happen, so they sent their group of monks to the Dongluo River Mountain Range to meet in case of accidents.

Yuwen Zhouyuan gradually fell silent, he had been trapped in the barren and evil land for more than a year, Dongluohe City had changed greatly, there was no longer the relaxed atmosphere here that used to be, and there was a murderous aura everywhere.

Most of the True Qi Stage Cultivators, True Yuan Cultivators, and True Persons of the Nine Major Forces and various sects were almost pressed and took turns to fight, and even the core True Cultivators of the Nine Great Forces were no exception, and they were also sent to the front line of the battlefield.

And ordinary monks have been sent to fight more times, Dongluo River City randomly picked out a real monk, at least a few times, and at most dozens of times was sent to carry out a mission, and there were very few people like Yuwen Zhouyuan who had only performed a mission once.

As long as it is outside the city of Dongluohe, you may encounter fierce battles between monks anytime and anywhere, it can be said that there are ambushes everywhere, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there are battles everywhere, even if it is ten miles outside the city of Dongluohe, you may encounter ambushes.

The monks of Dongluohe City went out of the city in groups, and they usually went out of the city secretly to avoid being ambushed, even if they were real monks, they did not dare to walk around the city alone.

After hearing this, Yuwen Juyuan felt a cold fear and palpitations on his spine.

He actually controlled the cloud and mist tent alone, flew safely in the Dongluo River Mountains for several days, crossed a long battle line, and did not encounter enemy monks, which was also not a small luck.

The heroic man surnamed Su flew all the way to the Dongluo River Mountain Range with all the Dongluo River monks.

Yuwen Zhouyuan gradually fell silent, but he only heard Ma Yuehua talk about some of the wars that had occurred in Dongluohe City in recent years, and he somewhat understood some of the situation, and the monks from all walks of life suffered heavy casualties, almost to the point of appalling.

When they arrived at the area of the Dongluo River Grand Canyon, they suddenly saw a few flying shadows shining in front of them, which were the five or six monks of Qianjin City.

Those Qianjin City monks were riding spirit birds and flying wildly, and they were overjoyed when they saw a small group of Dongluo River Realm monks appearing on the opposite side of the Dongluo River Dafeng Valley.

Brothers, save me, I'm Liang Qiqian from Qianjin City! Quick, help me stop the pursuers behind. Among the disciples of Qianjin City, the first young monk riding a fourth-order double-headed eagle shouted excitedly at the monks.

"It's Senior Brother Liang from Qianjin City, he's back!" Ma Yuehua exclaimed.

Their group of monks came to pick up Liang Qiqian, a childlike disciple of Qianjin City, and escorted a batch of spirit stones to Dongluohe City, but Liang Qiqian and the others seemed to have been attacked, and there were only five or six monks left, and most of them were injured.

However, everyone's surprise had not yet fully emerged, so they directly froze, because they immediately saw that there were as many as dozens of light of various magic weapons, which were flashing behind Liang Qiqian and the others, and they were chasing and killing Liang Qiqian and several other Qianjincheng monks As soon as they saw their outfits, they knew that they were a group of enemy monks.

I don't know how many fights have been fought with these monks from the foreign immortal cultivation realm for a long time, there are countless blood feuds, enemies meet each other, what else is there to say, let's talk about it.

"The enemy monks are coming, ready to fight! Kill me!" Seeing that their own monks were being chased and killed, the monks of Dongluohe were furious, and threw out their magic weapons, turning into various streamers, and rushed to the earth at a more ferocious speed, colliding with the light of the group of enemy monks.

Yuwen Zhouyuan hesitated slightly, threw out a low-level flying sword and joined the battle.

Nearly 100 magic weapons were in the chaotic battle between the earth and the air in the Dafeng Valley of the Dongluo River, and the battle situation was extremely chaotic for a while.

Liang Qiqian and several other Qianjincheng monks, who were running away with their lives, finally got a chance to breathe.

After a short rest, he turned back and killed the enemy monks.

From time to time, monks died and fell to the ground, but the other monks did not blink their eyes, their eyes were full of blood and anger, and they fought fiercely.

Still, the odds are starting to tilt.

What made the Dongluohe monks feel cold was that among the group of enemy monks, there was actually a burly giant man who was more than a foot tall, with a bald head and shiny oil, thick black eyebrows, several centipede-like scars on his rough face, bareback and bare chest, and wearing a gray robe.

A golden "Yin and Yang Death Wheel" floated beside the giant man, dripping and spinning, attacking and defending, blocking all the magic weapons that attacked him from a few feet away, and he couldn't get close at all.

In addition, there is a dragon demon stick several zhang long, dancing wildly in the sky, sweeping a large area with a stick, the talisman of ordinary Zhenyuan monks, can not be blocked in the slightest, one blow is broken, there is a powerful armor-piercing effect, plus this magic stick is extremely heavy, no magic weapon can match it.

The giant man rushed to the front of the enemy monks and fought against the monks of Dongluohe. Almost in the blink of an eye, the three Dongluohe monks who were fighting against him were smashed away by the whistling baguette, and the low-level flying swords were all smashed.

"One of the enemy's eighteen evil stars, the chariot is fierce!" The monks of Dongluohe immediately recognized the identity of this giant man, and they all changed color.

In the bloody battle of the past year or so, although the three major immortal cultivators have fallen countless times, a group of powerful True Yuan cultivators have also emerged.

Among the enemy's True Yuan Monks, the most powerful one was undoubtedly the monk known as the Eighteen Evil Stars. The chariot is fierce, and he is a well-known True Yuan high-level monk among the Eighteen Evil Stars.

After more than a year, he was able to stand out among tens of thousands of True Yuan Cultivators, which shows his strength is strong and domineering.

The Dongluohe monks who died in the hands of the Che Rider are now innumerable, this person can be called one of the few top real monks in the enemy's real life stage monks, and among the real monks of the three major immortal cultivation realms, his prestige is extremely prosperous.

The monks of Dongluohe changed color in shock, and the one who chased and killed Liang Qiqian in Qianjin City was actually a fierce chariot, no wonder Liang Qiqian was so miserable, and he only had to flee for his life.

When encountering such a bad star, few monks dared to speak lightly to win.

"Senior Brother Su Dunwu, stop that car and ride fiercely!"

"We can't let him disrupt our position, otherwise we won't be able to support it!"

When the monks of Dongluohe were fighting, they shouted urgently, hoping that the monk surnamed Su could come forward to turn the tide.

Among these dozens of Dongluohe monks, Su Dunwu was born in a famous family in Shengyue City, one of the nine major forces, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of real people, and he has several good middle and high-level magic weapons, and his strength is quite strong in all aspects, and his prestige is also high.

However, Su Dunwu was extremely remorseful in his heart at this moment, and his intestines were full of regret.

He took the initiative to join because Ma Yuehua would participate in this mission, and became the leader of the team, plus this task was just to pick up people, which was not too difficult, so he didn't take it too seriously.

If he had known that he would encounter an enemy monk here, he would never have participated in this mission.

Su Dunwu is self-aware, although he has a small reputation in Ascending Moon City, but compared to the enemy's eighteen evil stars, it is a big difference.

This gap is not a gap in cultivation, but a gap in the level of magic weapons, a gap in the level of magic coaches, a gap between the strength of divine consciousness and too weakness, and the indomitable crazy fighting intent, they are also real ninth-level monks, but their strength is very different.

Su Dunwu almost died of hardship, where is his ability to fight over the car and ride fiercely such a famous Zhenyuan monk of the Dongluo River, but now it is too late to leave, if he is timid and afraid of the war, then the prestige that he has accumulated in the past fifty or sixty years can be regarded as completely finished.

In the Dongluo River realm, who can still afford him?

Maybe it's not as powerful as it is rumored.

Under the eyes of the nearby Dongluohe monks, Su Dunwu rushed to the soil with a hint of luck, and threw a mouthful of earthy yellow copper tripod from the storage bag.

This earthy yellow small tripod swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a big tripod the size of a stone house, and the runes on the body of the tripod burst into bursts of yellow light, and smashed down on the head of the rider.

"Refining Stone Ding!" Su Dunwu shouted angrily, Sword Power Spell Casting II, a middle-level earth-based magic weapon, has extremely strong defensive power, and it is also extremely heavy, and the pressure is enough to crush people.

The rise of the chariot and the fierce killing, seeing a Dongluohe monk in front of him attacking him, he didn't look much at it, holding the golden dragon demon stick in mid-air, roaring out wildly, and hitting the brass giant ding.

Bang!

The two magic weapons collided, and the golden and yellow light bloomed dazzlingly.

Ju Ding shook violently, and the light on the runes suddenly dimmed sharply, and then "clicked" and burst out of fine cracks on Ding's body, these cracks became bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, they were already as thick as a finger.

At the end, there was an uproar, and the mouth turned into countless fragments of magic weapons, shattering and scattering.

But the dragon demon wand magic weapon was not hindered at all, and the skin was not scratched!

Su Dunwu retreated in shock, his face was purple, although this Ding is only a mid-level earth-based magic weapon, but the earth-based magic weapons are all extremely defensive magic weapons, one shines on the face, and the refining stone tripod is broken into pieces.