If you don't have a battle plan, then play at will, no matter what kind of calculation the other side has to make, it is always a fight first, this is the strategy of the five people in Xiacheng.

"Eleven, how about beating those demon birds back and forth that are so lively, there is no time to press me down, you form a triangle and converge on that small hill, I guess, the expeditionary army will open up to us. ”

Shi Yiyi squeezed his fist, "Leave it to me, how about playing seven in and seven out." ”

One person took the lead, completely ignoring the nine candles, and went straight to the demon bird team behind him, Shi Yan sacrificed the Brahma spear on the left, Nangong Yaochi waved his water sleeves like a butterfly wearing flowers on the right, and inside the sleeve was Bai Chuan's half-immortal soldier sleeve Bai Xue.

The three women formed a triangle and went straight away, the arrow is the strongest master of the Nine Realms in the world, the fist is an iron horse chisel formation, the fist is swinging, one person can be a million divisions, to carve out a thousand holes in this enemy army like a tide!

And Bai Chuan stayed where he was, confronting the Demon Clan's Ancestral Witch Nine Candles, and behind him was the invisible Bai Wufang, who was holding the immortal soldier Jun who was holding the heaven and earth, and was pressed for this battle between the Great Sword Immortal and the Demon Clan's Ancestral Witch.

The body moved, the two of them were just a tentative fight, the handsome camp on the side of the expeditionary army had already begun to sound gold, and the low-level demon birds of the demon clan who listened to the sound of the golden gong did not hesitate and immediately retreated, suddenly vacating a whole empty space on the huge battlefield.

The people who watched the battle on the Great Wall of Wenqi were shocked by the scene in front of them, the three people led by the great masters of the Nine Realms in the world actually chased after millions of demon clans and demon birds, which was extremely unbelievable.

Li Yu frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Is this to lure the enemy deeper?"

There was also a clerk next to him, and said with a smile: "The family is big, and it is so carefully calculated, the expeditionary army has really made up its mind to fight to the end with our Confucianism, and now we have to be busy, the other party will inevitably send a great monk to entangle, and it will also give sweetness to make the people of the strong Ding group reluctant to make war achievements, so as to bury the situation of layers of siege, do you want to inform it in advance." ”

Li Yu smiled when he heard this, "My brother is a good person, I think this plan will make the expeditionary army suffer a bad loss, wait and see." ”

For example, the members of the Tigyin group took out a record book and took a pen to record every move that happened on the battlefield, including the enemy and their own side.

And then the big monks who were dispatched from the camp were the important targets of their records this time, only by thoroughly understanding the details of the opponent's top combat strength, and waiting for the final decisive battle, they came up with a set of operational policies that would win and not lose.

Sadly, the dead are now just a number on the ledger or just a piece of text or just a symbol.

Regardless of the scene of Shi Yiyi and the three of them chasing millions of demon birds, under the Great Wall of Wenqi, the enemies were very red when they saw each other, and the demon clan ancestors Jiuzhu and Bai Chuan, the two once again staged an endless fight.

The two pillars of qi collided fiercely, compared to the one in Dingjun Mountain where the two of them fought with the monks of the Eight Realms, the Nine Candles who were reborn in the entire Nine Nether Realms through the evolution of the demon clan co-leader Qing Ze, although he was still only a teenager, but his current cultivation was already a veritable peak of the Ten Realms, and the mistakes that occurred when he was not good at fighting also made up for Qing Ze.

The demon clan is the first in the world.

At this time, the nine candles are the ancestor of the time that is proud of the common people.

After a tentative blow of divine power smashed each other, Bai Chuanleng, who was already the Nine Realms Innocent Mirror, suffered a loss, obviously in the first hand, the realm suppression became the biggest drawback.

Although now there is only one Nine Candles left on the entire battlefield, it seems that it has become a situation where one person faces five people fighting, but this demon clan ancestor did not have the slightest timidity, and he smiled extremely brightly.

"Shirakawa, rest assured, no one will disturb our fight, although let it go, it will be a matter of life and death. ”

"I am very grateful to you for the sword of the year, let me know the mistakes that occurred in the rebirth, in order to avenge the revenge of this sword, how many demon creatures have been sacrificed by this seat over the years, just to return to the peak state of the year, in order to kill you, the demon clan creatures have died more than millions of millions, take your head today, sacrifice!"

Once again, the left hand turned into a feather and the right hand turned into scales, and the great magic power that shocked Dingjun Mountain appeared in three thousand lifetimes and reappeared again.

Ten lightning bolts cracked out of the palm prints, in the sky and on the ground, only my time ancestor is the only one.

Bai Chuan knew that the Nine Candles he was facing now was no longer the little Jiujiu who could be made fun of at will in Dingjun Mountain, and now the Nine Candles were the Demon Clan Ancestors who recast the Dao Heart and returned to the peak!

After sacrificing the Fengli Sword after the Great Refining, wait and see, this hand has appeared in three thousand lifetimes, and what kind of situation is it now.

The same past years have turned into grains of dust, appearing in all earthly worlds, time has rushed to adulthood, and three thousand lives are not seen.

Floating like a dream!

Bai Chuan also fought against the move that defeated the Nine Candles back then, starting from the drunken Xinghe to catch the bright moon, and a round of bright moon ran through the three thousand floating worlds, just like in every past world, and at the same time lit up the bright moon in the sky.

There is wine, there is a sword, there is a bright moon in the world, it is customary to see the autumn moon and spring breeze, a pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, how many things in ancient and modern times, all pay the joke and talk!

The bright moon shines in the sky, and the sword comes out of Guanghan.

The sword realm supernatural power fell suddenly, and in the three thousand worlds, the sword qi was full, and the three thousand Bai Chuan each came out with their swords, wanting to pierce all the earthly world in their hands with the swords in their hands.

The nine candles hold the sky in one hand and the earth in the other, floating like a dream, only born or destroyed in one palm.

Bai Chuan holds flowers in his left hand, dances the sword in his right hand, the reverse journey of heaven and earth, and the passerby of a hundred generations!

The peach blossoms in the peach blossom alley are fragrant, and the peach blossom brother is full of peaches.

The spring breeze in the world is the most proud, only the peach blossoms are the most enchanting!

Tens of thousands of years of snow have fallen on the earth again!

The snowflakes are drifting, and the sword qi is reverberating.

The dust was pierced, and the dust of the three thousand worlds of the long river of evolution returned to nothingness.

Jiuzhu squeezed his palm fiercely, and shouted: "You still use this trick to deal with this seat, can you have some new ideas!"

The resurgence of the three thousand floating worlds that have been penetrated by the sword qi is like a sky full of stars, converging into a galaxy, and the stars are filled with the sky.

"The small world of the sword world, how to compete with my three thousand worlds!"

When the stars fell, the sword qi galaxy was smashed violently, and the bright moon was in the sky, shattering into pieces of dust, and the 10,000-year-old snow in the world disappeared without a trace.

Three thousand white rivers, under the three thousand stars, were blasted into pieces and disappeared between the long rivers of time.

There is no longer anyone from Shirakawa between heaven and earth.

Leave a fairy sword alone.

and a little red light on Fengli, like a little spark between the wilderness, eternal and inextinguishable.