The sound of the horn of the Wu clan moving forward was a little sad, but the face of a famous Wu clan disciple was full of firmness and strength, as if he was thinking about the last afterglow of the Wu clan, who should have been the main force in this battle.

The army waiting for dispatch in front took the initiative to give up a place for these Wu clans, but after a while, Li Jing's order was issued, and all the Wu clans rushed to the snow field, flying and jumping, whistling, and rushing towards a group of strong enemies in front.

At this moment, a horn suddenly sounded from outside the sky, and another group of Wu clan disciples rushed into the flood wilderness, totaling more than 1,800, but the breath on each Wu clan disciple was so strong and sharp!

With a bald head, four arms, and a bright fierce beast spirit core on his chest, Daang charged at the forefront, and the witch and witch were pressing in the back, and the 1,800 witches were like 1,800 killing gods, with a murderous appearance, and even the Aoki Venerable looked at them a few more times.

Da Ang shouted at the drum platform where Li Jing was: "Under the account of Erlang Zhenjun, the original Wu clan belongs, come to fight!"

"Let's go!" Li Jing would not be scornful, his finger pointed a little ahead, and suddenly pointed out a place of fierce battle, and Da Ang flew away directly with this group of witch clans.

As soon as he made a move, the children of the Wu clan who had spent a lot of Yang Jian's effort cultivating became a blockbuster.

Da Ang and several other great witches who have leaped in strength don't need to be mentioned, and there is no need to talk about veteran masters like witches and witches, after they started to kill, the army of the strongest has its own masters to take over.

Let's talk about the 1,800 witches!

Based on the three-talent array, they brought the way of the three-person joint attack to the extreme, although the overall cultivation was only at the peak of the Golden Immortal or the Great Luo Realm, but they were decisive and extremely good at fighting.

If you take it out individually, these are all ruthless corners one after another, and the real murderers sharpened on the field of life and death.

At this time, based on the three-talent array, they advanced and retreated in a certain amount while being sharp, and relied on each other when they attacked, but in an instant, they broke through a five-permanent formation and wiped out thousands of monks who came back from the dead!

This is a sharp blade, tearing a wound directly on the battle that does not seem too big.

But the wound is gradually widening under the pull of the blade......

That Venerable Aoki directly and secretly dispatched hundreds of Daluo, supplemented by two Wuchang Great Arrays, and a total of 10,000 monks quickly suppressed it, wanting to directly crush the elite of this small group of desolate camps.

But these Wu clan disciples did not hesitate, even if they did not have the command of Da Ang and others, they seemed to have the same heart.

On the three-talent array, and then out of the big array!

There is also a method of gathering the strength of the array, which can be based on the three-talent array, and directly use thirty-six people to arrange it into a simplified Heavenly God Evil Array!

One after another, the figures of the reckless giants appeared between heaven and earth, a total of forty-nine, and they continued to bombard forward like mad demons.

The two Wuchang Great Arrays were directly torn apart by the fists of these strong men, and the monks on the side of the strongest were suddenly overwhelmed.

"Good!"

Seeing this, Li Jing couldn't help but stroke his palms and laugh, if there are a hundred times more soldiers and horses like this, no, ten times more, today's battle situation will have a thirty percent more chance of winning!

It's a pity that Li Jing looked at the other Wu clan disciples who fought with the enemy's army, although they were also fierce and brave, but they were always far behind Yang Jian's 1,800 witches.

I think this is the brainchild of Erlang Zhenjun.

Thinking of this, Li Jing naturally did not dare to be careless, and turned the big war in that small area into a key battle, as long as he found that the other party had mobilized a large number of masters to encircle and suppress this 1,800 Wu clan, Li Jing would send enough reinforcements to ensure that these Wu clan children were not oppressed by the other party.

And these 1,800 witches did not disappoint Li Jing, of course, they did not disappoint Yang Jian, they were really like the sharp blade that tore through the enemy's defense line, and they were sharper than Yang Jian expected back then.

However, except for this somewhat narrow battle, there are still bloody battles everywhere......

Li Jing's face was calm, and he commanded the army well, although he was playing with a Dao saint who had survived the era before the flood famine, but he thought that he was not inferior to the other party in his art of war.

It's just that this five-permanent array really gave the strongest side an advantage.

Just as he was thinking like this, a streamer of light came from the sky, but it was a jade talisman that fell in front of Li Jing.

At this time, the battle situation is stalemate, who dares to disturb him to command and dispatch the desolate army with such a messenger jade talisman?

Li Jing brought the jade talisman with a little dissatisfaction, just glanced at it in a hurry, and his face changed greatly, and then he was ecstatic and looked up and laughed.

"Good! Good! Okay! The Five Permanent Formation can be broken!"

After listening to the sound of the drums, Li Jing summoned hundreds of immortals who refined the way of the formation, and extended the method of breaking the formation and changing the formation recorded in the jade talisman and passed it to all parts of the army.

At the beginning, there was not much change, but after half an hour, the five permanent arrays began to be broken one after another......

"Constant adaptation, the five constants contain the way of impermanence," on the peak of the North Sea, Taiyi Zhenren, who was full of long hair and gray hair, stopped and stood up, and whispered softly: "The subtlety of this array, the poor road knows that it is enough for a lifetime." ”

Chu Qi on the side hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to save a bite of natal immortal yuan for Taiyi Zhenren, but Taiyi Zhenren just waved his hand lightly.

"I'm fine, I don't have to waste mana, just keep it for this kind of big war. ”

Taiyi Zhenren coughed twice and sat down cross-legged, his breathing was weak, but it was still there.

This is not a Dao injury, but it is actually a huge drain on the mind, so much so that it almost took this life......

However, Taiyi Zhenren and the dozens of tired formation masters behind him saved the lives of many monks for Hong Huang.

The Five Permanent Great Array failed, and although Venerable Aoki changed the formation in time, even if he was a Great Dao Saint, he couldn't come up with a method comparable to the Five Permanent Great Array.

There was a slight regret in his eyes, but at this time, the army of the strongest was still an all-round advantage, and Venerable Aoki waved his long sleeves, as if he had pushed a game of chess away and started over.

The war is still extremely anxious.

A steady stream of armies rushed in from the Heavenly Court, from the ancient pilgrimage path, and from the chaotic sea outside the sky, filling the huge casualties and attrition of the Flood Desolation Camp.

From the Black Spirit Kingdom to the Chaotic Sea of the Flood Desolation, batch after batch of Spirit Clan armies stationed everywhere continued to move forward.

If you continue to fight like this, there are actually only two endings-

The Flood Desolation side was defeated by the exhaustion of masters, or the army of the dead that the strongest had long ago with supreme supernatural powers was completely wiped out by the Flood Desolation monks.

At this point, everything is still unknown.

Netherworld, at the end of the Santu River.

Countless Yin soldiers and Buddha soldiers rushed forward one after another, and there was also an army of monks sent by the strongest there, but the number and strength were several grades lower than that of the Flood Desolate Beihai.

But the ingenious thing is that the army of monks here is also just enough to threaten the safety of the Netherworld, but it can be blocked by the combined efforts of the two forces in the Netherworld......

It seems that it was Venerable Aoki who deliberately created a situation of equal strength, focusing on annihilating the main force of the Flood Desolation.

Even the saint who stayed here had no intention of fighting, just hiding in the distance and waiting for something.

In this way, there is not much danger in the place of the six realms of reincarnation, which is the most important for the flood wilderness, and the two female saints work together to suppress the six realms of reincarnation, although they can't go to the astrolabe to participate in the war, let alone go to the sky to help Yang Jian do anything, at this time, they can still use the power of the six realms of reincarnation to bless the heavenly way.

"Fellow Daoist, why do I always feel that something is wrong?"

Nuwa suddenly opened her eyes, her face calm with a little thought.

Hou Tu Niangniang also pinched her fingers to calculate, but she could only shake her head lightly and didn't say anything.

"The great tribulation has begun, everything can happen, you and I just need to guard this place, and the rest must believe in them. ”

Nuwa Niangniang bowed her head slightly, glanced towards the six realms of reincarnation, and saw that Liuya and Xiao Chan'er, as well as the fairies of Yiganwa Palace, were practicing in retreat, and began to think about what they had neglected.

Suddenly, a white-clothed monk led dozens of golden Buddhist masters to come to visit, and the two saints had no reason not to see.

The white-clothed monk stood on the back of the divine beast, stopped outside the six reincarnation disks, folded his hands in front of the two mothers, and slowly saluted.

"Amitabha, the little monk Jizo, meet the two saints Niangniang. ”

"King Jizo doesn't have to be polite," Nuwa said indifferently, "Why did you come here if you didn't guard the front?"

"It's for the sake of discussion," the little monk in white didn't seem to dare to look up casually, and because of this, the somewhat playful smile on the corner of his mouth at this time didn't attract anyone's attention.

Houtu asked rhetorically: "What's the matter?"

The white-clothed little monk said: "Now that the flood is in a bitter battle, the monks on all sides have suffered huge damage, and now the war in the netherworld is stable, the other party obviously wants to drag us and others on the defensive, so that I can't free up my hands to support the land of the flood wilderness North Continent, the little monk thought, why don't we break the army in front of us." ”

Hearing this, Nuwa Niangniang seemed to be a little moved, but Houtu shook her head gently......

A moment later, dozens of Buddhist masters returned the same way.

The face of the white-clothed monk on Di Ting's back was very calm, as if he was not the one who was rejected by Houtu sternly.

But he was always lectured by Houtu, and his face gradually changed from calm to a little gloomy......

"Bodhisattva," Di listened to the beast's words, "let's defend this place, why do we have to go to the great war on the earth?"

These words naturally have an unspoken meaning, as if asking the little monk in white why he made a move at this time.

"You're right," Jizo bowed his head slightly, holding a string of prayer beads in his hand and turning it gently, "It's not time for me to make a move, so wait, just watch it as a show." ”

Hearing this, the Buddhist masters behind him looked at each other secretly, and they were all a little confused.

The donkey's lips are not on the horse's mouth, so naturally I don't know what it means.

......

Outside the sky, the battle between the two giants had already swept away millions of miles of the Chaos Sea, and the area that Yang Jian and the Earth Venerable had stepped on during the battle was already thousands of miles apart from the flood wilderness.

And so far in the battle, Yang Jian's law body has been as usual, and Yang Jian's own face has not changed, his breath has not decreased, and there is no flaw at all.

On the other hand, the Earth Venerable was quite embarrassed, and the giant shield he was holding in his hand was also an innate treasure and a saint's magic weapon, but at this time, there were already many shallow cracks.

Without this magic weapon, the Earth Venerable thought to himself, no matter how strong his Xuanwu True Body was, he might not be able to resist Yang Jian's stormy attack for too long.

Fortunately, Yang Jian suddenly turned around and retreated, giving the Earth Venerable a chance to temporarily repair the shield in his hand.

But the next scene made the Earth Venerable a little unclear.

Yang Jian used Shentong again, but this time it was similar to the divine power of the Earth Venerable.

Spirit Core Divine Power: Xuanwu True God!

Yang Jian's eyes were like electricity, forcing him to look at the Earth Venerable, and then his body was surrounded by the Xuanwu True God, and he was attacking the Earth Venerable again.

The offensive was a little sharper than before.