Taking photos is really a technical job.

Even if Wu Huan and Ling Xiaolan cooperated tacitly, they still inevitably wasted a few photo balls; when Wu Huan said "This one is good, let's keep another one", Ling Xiaolan almost drew his sword.

After all this fussing, it was already dark before I knew it.

The two of them agreed on the follow-up strategy, calculated the time when the ferocious beasts would arrive here, and immediately began to separate.

Fairy Ling rushed to the outside of the protective formation of the monks, waiting for the opportunity to move.

If Wu Wang's progress goes well, she will enter the protective formation to ask for help.

If the two of them were separated for half an hour and there was still no movement in the forest, she would escape into the night and meet at the rendezvous place they had set.

At this moment, Wu Wan was prostrate on the treetop, his body blended with the heaven and earth, his breath blended with nature, and he used his hiding method to the extreme.

According to the information obtained by Fairy Ling Xiaolan using "less mature" methods, the people in charge of this operation from the Ten Fierce Palaces were the third, sixth and seventh elders, who led a group of "elite combat forces".

The person is equipped with three drops of the fierce god's blood.

Fierce God blood is also divided into grades. Most of the Fierce God blood that can be used by the Fierce Gods in the Ten Fierce Palaces is inferior quality diluted with real Fierce God blood.

But Wu Wang did not dare to be careless at all, and chose the next batch of sneak attack targets very carefully.

This wave of old monsters in Youtian Wonderland cannot be defeated and cannot be moved.

Three true wonderlands?

Wait a moment, the surrounding ferocious beast groups are moving slower, and there is still time.

How dare you lead three immortals on patrol in a real fairyland? Don’t you know why your brothers are gone?

Wu Huan slipped quietly from the treetop, his eyes leaving shallow scratches in the dark night, and he quickly ran out before he touched the ground.

He did not take action directly, but followed these prey.

at the same time;

In front of the defensive formation formed by the remaining troops of the human domain.

A white shadow flashed past, attracting everyone's attention and causing hundreds of magic weapons to be aimed at.

"Fairy Ling!"

Zimo shouted and rushed forward with more than a dozen immortals.

Ling Xiaolan came with a sword in hand. When he saw everyone, he didn't say anything nonsense and immediately said: "Fellow Taoists, would you like to go out and kill the enemy later?"

All cultivators in the human realm nodded in unison.

One person said happily: "Reinforcements have arrived?"

"There are experts to help."

Ling Xiaolan said: "If you can trust me, immediately prepare your army for war, and the monks above the Immortal Realm will take action together. When strange phenomena appear outside, immediately launch a surprise attack."

Zimmer looked to Xu Mu aside.

Xu Mu said: "I can trust Fairy Ling."

But other immortals were inevitably hesitant.

"Who is that master? We only have half of the remaining soldiers left at this time, how can we easily be in danger?"

"This formation has cost us a lot of effort, can't we just give it up?"

"Fight with them! Just wait here to die, and when the tide of ferocious beasts arrives, are we enough to watch? We might as well kill a few more of them!"

"Commander Zhong Lin, we still need to take a long-term approach. The situation outside is unclear. It is better to stand firm and defend until our Chaofan comes to help."

"this……"

Commander Zhong Lin sighed in thought, his gray hair was a little withered, and his face had a lot of wrinkles.

"Everyone!"

Zhi Mo suddenly stood up, stretched his left hand to the side, took a wooden sign from Lin Qi's hand, and said firmly:

"The Yan Emperor's order is here! All armies obey the order! If you adopt Fairy Ling's strategy, I can use the reputation of the Ji family as a guarantee. That master can definitely be trusted!"

The monks couldn't help but remain silent, their eyes focused on the face of the veteran Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin took a breath and said firmly: "The monks in the Immortal Realm are preparing for battle! The rest will reorganize the battle formation! Support from behind!"

"yes!"

All the cultivators agreed in unison, looking towards the cloud-covered mountains and forests.

The direction of the night wind has changed at some point.

Ling Xiaolan held the photo-taking orb in her left hand and looked up at the dark and gloomy mountain forest. The coldness in her brows was mixed with a little worry.

…

'She should be able to do it there.'

Wu Wan calculated in his heart that Ling Xiaolan's leg strength had left her enough time to explain.

The opportunity was not to be missed. The fierce men he was following had reached the center of the circle surrounded by the Ten Fierce Palaces, just in time to take action.

I can only try to find a tacit understanding with Fairy Ling.

Wu Wan took a deep breath and ran quickly in the forest, deliberately making a little sound of footsteps.

The fierce men from the Ten Fierce Halls suddenly turned around, their spiritual energy fluctuating as they prepared spells and held the magic weapons.

"who?"

Wu Wan immediately shouted in a hoarse voice: "One of my own, the third-level envoy of the Zhenlei Department, Da Gu!"

"Token! Get the token!"

"My command token is here. The third elder asked me to remind everyone that there are some changes in this operation..."

As he spoke and walked, Wu Wang raised his chin slightly, deliberately revealing the black scales on his chin and neck. The expressions of the fierce men from the Ten Fierce Palaces softened slightly.

Before today, this was the unique symbol of their Ten Fierce Palaces.

A bronze token was grasped by Wu Wang's left 'claw' and raised forward. It was indeed the token of the Thunder Division.

These vicious men each put down their magic weapons, subconsciously trying to see Wu Wan's face clearly, but they didn't realize that Wu Wan was walking quickly, only half a foot away from them.

Wu Wan wondered: "Why, you look a little strange?"

Attack first, seize the opportunity, and slightly disturb the enemy's mind.

"Meet me? I am..."

Under the cloak, a little light shined out, and the dazzling star core sword suddenly swept across!

Several crystal balls exploded to pieces, followed closely by the powerful impact of spiritual energy!

Starlight shone gently in the forest, and a scream pierced the night sky.

This scream was caused by the sword in Wu Wan's hand deliberately slowing down for a moment, specifically for the opponent to make it, in order to lure the enemy.

Otherwise, he would have to shout his own throat.

Wu Wan threw down a crystal ball, and instantly, black flames rose into the sky.

The expressions of the villains from the Ten Fierce Halls who were searching everywhere changed drastically. An elder gave a few orders and immediately pounced on this place.

In the large formation where the remnants of the human realm were guarding, the immortals who keenly captured this scene held their breath, fearing to miss Fairy Ling's voice.

A place filled with black flames.

Wu Huan was galloping through the forest, and each crystal ball was wrapped in his magic power and sent accurately to the nearby forest tips and grass nests.

Each crystal ball has a golden talisman on it.

This is a talisman he wrote with blood mixed with spiritual thoughts. It can be regarded as the product of a little knowledge of cultivating immortals that he learned in the human realm, and the combination of cultivating immortals and praying for stars.

Black shadows fell next to the black flames. Looking at the burning corpses inside, they were all astonished and mad with hatred.

An undisguised roar came from the forest:

"What's going on? Where are the people?"

"Who did it?"

"The other side has a master hiding here! Be careful and don't be alone again!"

"What a bastard! Our Tenth Temple will be attacked one day!"

The corner of Wu Huan's mouth curled up in a simple arc, and his speeding figure paused, leaning against a big tree, with his right hand on his chest, his expression solemn, his eyes sincere, and he murmured:

"Praise the Star God."

Ding--

Near the place where the black flames burned, the golden talismans on the crystal balls lit up at the same time!

The next moment, dozens of lights of various colors illuminated the night sky!

It was as if dozens of moon priests were attacking at the same time. Extremely cold ice edges like a rain of arrows, a storm of spiritual thoughts sweeping across the world, pale flames that burned the soul, a golden blade that was enough to cut off the body of an immortal...
To be continued...