"It seems that the casual cultivators in Shenting are not very good either."
"In the end, we still have to rely on ourselves."
In a dense forest, more than ten members of the Zhang family wearing red robes stood silently on top of a tree, looking flatly at a certain battlefield ahead.
"They're going to lose."
"Alan!"
As someone made a sound, a female cultivator came out, the flame in her hand turned into a talisman and covered the front.
"Fire-burning technique, soar when encountering wood!"
A sharp cry resounded, and the flame talisman rushed forward. The moment it came into contact with the opponent's power fluctuation, it turned into a fire bird and swept across the audience.
"The Zhang family is here!" Across the way, the foundation-building monks of the Yan family looked towards this side with solemn eyes.
Without the obstruction of the formation, more than a dozen fiery red figures were exposed in front of everyone. Feeling the threat in the air, many people in the Yan family began to retreat and gather together.
This scene made the ten foundation-building cultivators heave a long sigh of relief, turned around and cupped their hands towards the Zhang family, "Master Langwu, thank you for your work!"
Zhang Langwu had a delicate face, his lips were tightly closed, and he looked at the man with slightly worried eyes and nodded, "Let's go, you can't take it anymore."
Hearing this, many people in the crowd opposite suddenly changed their expressions and said unwillingly:
"Master Langwu, we have been fighting here for nearly half a month, and it doesn't make sense to drive us away with just one sentence, right?"
"It's a joke. If you can kill these Yan family members, this second-level spiritual wood resource will naturally be half that of you. But you are too much of a waste, so I have to take action."
Some people are still dissatisfied and say, "Give us another month and we will definitely succeed."
"One month?" In the crowd, a tribesman named Zhang Liyu looked at the man and pointed his finger at the sky. "No one knows when the Yan family's support will arrive. How much time do you think you have."
"Okay." Zhang Langwu raised his hand to stop Zhang Liyu and looked at the casual cultivators, "This place has nothing to do with you anymore. You can leave."
The unquestionable voice made the casual cultivators look ugly. After struggling hard, the leader gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"
The casual cultivators retreated, but facing more than a dozen direct descendants of the Zhang family, the foundation-building cultivators of the Yan family did not dare to stop them rashly despite being nervous.
The gap between mortal magic and immortal magic is still obvious.
"Kill!" With an angry shout, the red flames resonated around the surroundings and attached to every tree, but did not burn them.
The woods draw vitality, and the flames ignite these vitalities, as well as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the void.
He was transformed into a heavenly general, and behind him were dozens of tall heavenly soldiers. This imposing momentum, like thousands of troops, made the faces of the mortal foundation builders on the opposite side look pale.
The flame spear fell from the sky, and with a huge roar, the defenses of the Yan family's foundation-building monks were shattered with all their strength, and the blazing flames swarmed in, swallowing everyone up.
"Zhang family, do you like to bully the big ones so much?" There was a roar from the distant sky, yellow sand and dust were flying, and the giant sword with a huge power flew towards this direction, shattering all the Zhang family members in an instant. A momentum that resonated with several people.
"Hmph! Immortal magic and fairy dust are nothing more than this!" Zhang Langwu looked ahead coldly, the light flowing in his hand, and then stabbed the giant sword with a spear.
The collision between the magical weapon and the magic spear caused an astonishing sound of breaking through the air and air waves, causing all the trees within a hundred meters to break at their roots, clearing a large open area.
"Yan Family, Yan Shengxiao!" His expression finally changed, Zhang Langwu looked at the opponent, and then he killed him with countless flames.
"Today, I will kill you, Yan Jiulang!"
"Heavenly Fire Wuji!"
In the flames, the spear fell on the giant sword, directly blasting a hole the size of a fist out of the second-level magic weapon. The power above the flame spear became more and more turbulent.
During the fight, other Yan family members also rushed over and joined the Zhang family monk Jie Zhuo without saying a word.
"The ninth in the Yan family? Die!"
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The battle between the Golden Lotuses in the Sky is difficult to watch directly, but below, the battlefield of the Foundation-Building Monks is undoubtedly what everyone is most concerned about.
"The Yan family's Jiulang and the Zhang family's martial arts are facing each other. I don't know who will win."
In the distance, the scattered cultivators who left were still frightened. They were almost about to face the direct lineage immortals of the Yan family. Fortunately, the Zhang family arrived in time.
"It's not just Zhang Langwu and Yan Jiulang. According to the information I got, one hundred and twenty miles away, the Zhang family's imperial demon girl and the seventh master are also fighting with the Yan family's seventh and thirteenth sons. The spells of both sides are very cruel."
As soon as the casual cultivator finished speaking, a huge wave suddenly came from a distance, causing the ground to tremble slightly.
"This... this is that bear, the pet of the Zhang Family's Demon Girl. Isn't it more than a hundred miles away from here?"
Everyone was shocked, but what they didn't know was that a chase was breaking out just over ten miles away.
"Dabai! Rush quickly and stop that woman!"
Qingmeng stepped on the flower bear, which was like a mountain of flesh. The latter ran wildly among the mountains and forests. Wherever it passed, the earth and rocks collapsed, and the beasts were frightened.
A few hundred meters in front of them, a female cultivator covered in blood was constantly using talismans to bless herself, making herself faster and faster.
But she was fast, and the speed of the flower bear behind her was also increasing, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer.
In the sky, there was a huge eagle hovering thousands of meters above. Its sharp gaze fell on Yan Yuxin, sending shivers down her spine.
The wounds on her body that were constantly bleeding were caused by the eagle above her head.
"Thirteenth of the Yan family, don't even think about running away!"
The flames were violent. Qing Meng jumped up from Hua Xiong. Using the speed of his foundation-building cultivation, he approached within a hundred meters of Yan Yuxin. Then the flames in his hands condensed into a gun and shot out toward the back in front of him.
The terror coming from behind forced Yan Yuxin to slow down, and she formed a seal in her hand, and a hazy yellow light shrouded her body.
"Earthbending!"
The powerful earth-attribute spell defense is well-deserved, and even the magical flame spear weapon cannot completely penetrate it. But just when Yan Yuxin was happy to have escaped the disaster, the flame spear suddenly changed and turned into chains and took root in it. The ground, and the tip of the spear that penetrated the defense appeared to be hooked, locking her defensive spell tightly.
Yan Yuxin's face changed drastically, and she understood the intention of the demon-controlling girl.
"Roar!!!"
The giant bear roared, and two bear paws as big as half her body appeared above her head at some point, and the terrifying power fell towards the yellow defensive spell cover below.
The Yan family's earth-attribute fairy magic is almost invincible in this land in terms of defense, but for Hua Xiong, its power is also the same.
