At this time, the armies of the princes had long lost their previous power, and were almost scattered, fighting on their own.

It has to be said that even though they have a common enemy and a common goal, and have even been trained by the Daoling tribe for a short period of time, the various grudges and entanglements in the past have made it difficult for them to work together. Instead of calling it an army, in essence

It is only slightly stronger than the mob.

The impact of the golden line formation directly separated the masters of the princes. Jiang Shen and Wei Jingyou had just been chasing Wang Anyuan, and now they were far away from the others, so they were alone.

The people of Shangyun Qu clan stayed put, working hard to protect the comatose ancestor Qu Youxian, not daring to let a golden thread touch her, but the price they paid for this was that most of them had already suffered.

He was seriously injured and even now there are many gold threads "hanging" on his body.

So when they heard Wang Anyuan's voice, they immediately fell into despair.

The second "big gift"? Can this still survive?

"Pap..."

Almost as soon as Wang Anyuan finished speaking, a drop of blood-red rain fell from nothingness and landed on the ground.

But what is different from ordinary rain is that when it splashes on the ground, it turns into wisps of red smoke, slowly lingering, as intoxicating as the afterglow of the sunset.

In an instant, as if a thunderstorm had arrived, dense raindrops appeared out of nowhere and poured down. As far as the eye could see, there was a crimson rain curtain, with no way to escape.

From the moment the first drop of blood rain fell, everyone had already opened the spiritual shield, but the light of spiritual power dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the erosion of the blood rain and blood mist, which made their already weak spirits

His strength was even more unsustainable, and he had to rely on his breath to hold on.

What's even more frightening is that some people fell limply to the ground due to exhaustion of spiritual energy, and let out shrill screams as soon as they came into contact with the rain.

Others could only watch helplessly as a living person's flesh and blood was corroded away in half a minute. Even the bones gradually melted away in the blood, and in the end no trace was left.

Only masters in the true Tao realm can barely detect that in this rain... there is the power of Tao. This is suppression from a fundamental level.

The formation must be broken immediately! But... damn, where is the formation eye hidden?!

Everyone's mood quickly became anxious and irritable, and it seemed that the strong fear actually catalyzed the murderous intention and violence in their hearts.

Someone struck out at the bloody rain as if to vent their anger. However, the sword cut off the water and the water flowed even more. The rain curtain was intact, but a master from the princes not far away suffered a disaster, and a crack was immediately broken in the spiritual shield.

gap.

The blood mist swarmed towards the gap as if it was spiritual, covering the man's body in the blink of an eye.

"ah--"

While screaming, the man began to attack everything around him randomly until he died of exhaustion.

And this is just the beginning of the chaos.

A feast of killing unfolded in the rainstorm as red as blood.

…

High in the sky.

I don't know when two figures appeared here, facing each other from a distance.

Compared to the crazy and noisy battlefield below, this place seems too quiet.

"Sure enough, I guessed that on such an important occasion, the Northern Alliance would definitely send an important figure, so I kept waiting."

A man in a green shirt stood steadily in the void. Compared with other Daoling clan members, his appearance was not so handsome. His sword-shaped eyebrows almost reached the temples, adding a bit of roughness and majesty, but his lips were more prominent.

He is also extremely thin, and just by looking at his face, he is definitely not an easy person to get along with.

Just like at this moment, although the man in green shirt is smiling, he can't make people feel warm at all, only cold.

The man in white opposite him appeared to be otherworldly, as calm as a fairy, without the slightest hint of murderous intent, making it impossible for anyone to guess his true identity.

He didn't smile, but looked at the other person thoughtfully, and said calmly: "Wanfa Spirit Lord?"

"I heard that Xu Shipu couldn't get a good deal from you, so I had no choice but to take this trip myself." Wanfa Lingzun's tone was casual, but his energy was firmly locked on Ye Canyun.

"I'm afraid, you are no match for me." Ye Canyun said calmly.

"That's not too far off. At least, I don't care about these people below, but you..." Wanfa Spirit Lord smiled inexplicably.

Ye Canyun frowned slightly. After all, he was just here as a clone. Although this was not much different from the original body's strength, even the slightest difference would be a completely different result in front of masters of the same level.

But the Wanfa Spirit Master... actually dispatched himself.

What concerned Ye Canyun even more was the information revealed in Wanfa Spirit Master's words.

The other party... seemed to be very aware of his strength, and he didn't even refute, thinking that he was slightly inferior.

As the time in the outside world gradually passed, Ye Canyun also gradually adapted to the laws of the universe. Now his cultivation level is even further than when he was in the bottle world. If he wants to, he can step out of the way at any time.

peak.

It's just that Ancestor Dao Ling blocked the way ahead, otherwise, he would have a good chance of becoming immortal.

Therefore, if the two of them start a fight, it will definitely end with the defeat of Wanfa Spirit Lord. However, in the process of this battle, what kind of disaster Nanhuang Star will encounter is uncontrollable.

But the indifference shown by the Wanfa Spirit Lord does not seem to be disguised.

"You...are purging on purpose?" Ye Canyun vaguely guessed something.

"It can't be said that it was intentional, I just let nature take its course." Wanfa Spirit Master seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He opened his arms, as if embracing the boundless blue sky, and said leisurely: "At the end of destruction, there is new life."

"Is this your ancestor's plan?" Ye Canyun was noncommittal.

"Of course not, only ordinary people need to make plans and carefully take into account many variables, but in the eyes of God, everything is running so naturally and inevitably." Wanfa Lingzun said.

"Have you already called him a god?" Ye Canyun sneered slightly.

"Strictly speaking, God is a title defined by humans. Any existence that can be defined by humans cannot be called a true god. However, gods within the scope of this definition are those that humans can achieve or imagine.

It’s the ultimate, and the ancestor of our clan is at this level.” Wanfa Spirit Lord smiled.

"If you explain it this way...it's not wrong." Ye Canyun raised his eyes and looked directly at him, his tone still calm, "Then you came here today because of the plan you made?"

"It's not about a plan. I just guessed that Yu Ling would invite you over, which broke the rules."

Wanfa Spirit Lord raised his hand as an invitation, and said lightly: "So I also ask you to be an audience with me. No matter whether you win or lose, I will not interfere, because everything is inevitable."

Ye Canyun lowered his head and looked down at the battlefield below.

This war has reached its most intense level.

The army of princes serving as the vanguard of cannon fodder has been dispersed by the Lingce Army. The main force among them is also struggling in the blood rain formation, and it seems that it is no longer a threat.

The elites of the Daoling clan began to pour into the battlefield in an endless stream, which forced the southern army to retreat step by step and use the royal city formation to engage in bloody battles with the enemy.

Judging from the current situation, it is really difficult to tell the winner. The casualties on both sides are rising at an alarming rate.

Including Nan Yingtan's side, they were also in a stalemate.

After all, the soul-seeking guard was not that easy to kill. He only severely injured three or four people. The three Lidao elders of the Daoling clan surrounded him and attacked together.

Even though a strong person in the Chaos Realm could quickly recover from Dao's injuries, under the siege of three people, Nan Yingtan finally seemed to be stretched thin and could only manage to support himself.

"The one hiding in the dark is really patient. Is he one of your subordinates?" Wanfa Lingzun's eyes also swept across the battle circle on Nan Yingtan's side.

Ye Canyun didn't answer and asked instead: "Now that you've seen it, don't you plan to remind your elders?"

"I said, today we are all just spectators."
Chapter completed!