Speaking of the war rules in the heavens and all realms, it is an unwritten rule.

The monks will not interfere in the war between ordinary people. No matter how many ordinary troops are killed or are about to be defeated, the monks are usually watching.

It’s not that you don’t want to take action, but that once you take action, it will touch a strange rule, which will lead to the cultivator who takes action and will be entangled with inner demons, which will have an impact on your cultivation.

But the impact depends on the person.

Some people have firm beliefs and have walked out of their own path, so the impact is minimal or even non-existent. However, some monks do not have such talent levels and do not have the things to remove the inner demons, so the impact is greater.

Of course, some special individuals will not be entangled by such inner demons.

First, it is like a elves like a maid.

Second, it is like some people's spirit beasts that receive orders to kill mortals, which essentially has nothing to do with him.

Third, some ferocious beasts with unintelligent intelligence but good talent, etc.

This rule varies from person to person, but no one wants to slaughter mortals on a large scale at the risk of being entangled by inner demons, so gradually, this rule becomes mainstream.

In the vast universe of the heavens and all worlds, there is also a clear division between ordinary people and monks, that is, realm.

Only the innate realm is considered a cultivator, and even at the peak of the Transcendent Realm, he is only a stronger mortal.

There is a natural gap between the two, and this is the watershed.

The shrill sound of trumpets resounded throughout the battlefield. The Imperial coalition forces called in and advanced forward in the form of a phalanx. It seemed that the coalition forces were well-trained.

Yang Ling nodded to Lei Ya. Leya's fingertips, and the golden lightning exploded in mid-air like a signal flare, showing a strange shape. The next moment, the puppet army roared and rushed over the mountains and fields.

Millions of puppets rushed up at the same time, and the entire plain was filled with rumbling vibrations.

At the same time, the sound of trumpets from the Imperial Alliance became more and more rapid. Ten empires, soldiers wearing different armors rushed up at the general's cry!

"kill!!"

The shouts of killing were earth-shaking, and the puppet army and the imperial coalition collided like two torrents, rushing towards the other side at a rapid speed!

At a certain moment, the agile puppet rushing in the front collided with the cavalry of the Imperial Alliance!

The war officially broke out!

"Ding, the war treasure chest is condensing rapidly."

Yang Ling, Liu Muhan and Lei Ya looked at the battlefield ahead, but it was just a confrontation. The agile puppet rushing in the front was directly smashed by the opponent's heavy cavalry.

However, because the collision force was too great, even if the horses were equipped with heavy armor, they were still severely damaged. Some of the heavy cavalry were directly shocked and some were killed on the spot.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was filled with shouts of killing, the sound of weapons fighting, the neighing of horses, the sound of puppets falling apart and the screams of imperial soldiers when they died.

These sounds intertwined, like the symphony of the god of death, which was really and suffocating.

With the first wave of the two sides colliding, the advantages and disadvantages are still obvious.

Even though a lot of horses and cavalry were lost, the Imperial coalition was obviously even more brave.

This is also normal. After all, the puppet is just cannon fodder, and it is just to go up to die.

The number of people on both sides was close to 20 million, and the battle was fierce and bloody on this wide plain. In just a moment, the plain was already bloody.

"Ding, the current condensation progress of the War Treasure Chest: 50%"

Good guy, how long has it been since then, and ordinary treasure chests have been condensed. Sure enough, is such a large-scale battle the fastest way to collect treasure chests?

Yang Ling and the other two looked ahead calmly. Yang Ling's eyes were as calm as water, and there was a trace of blood in Lei Ya's eyes, and there was a hint of unbearableness in Liu Muhan's eyes.

This may be the true thoughts of the three big bosses of the Yang family at this moment.

He glanced at Liu Muhan beside him, and a faint smile appeared on Yang Ling's lips. Although Mu Han was a pure capitalist before, he rarely saw such a battle scene.

I feel soft-hearted at first glance, and I turn my head and don’t want to see this.

Now, there is less pity in her eyes, and more peace.

After the incident with Kalanxing, she gradually got used to such a scene, which is quite good.

Suddenly, a light flashed beside him, and a small black hole appeared. A person came out of it, but it was Liu Suifeng!

"Follow the wind!"

Liu Muhan's voice was surprised, and Liu Suifeng nodded gently and said, "Muhan, you are here too."

The relationship between the two is very good, and it can't even be described as good as it is. It is almost as good as a twin.

When Lei Ya saw Liu Suifeng appearing as a physical entity, she hurriedly bowed and said, "I've seen Aunt Immortal."

"Um."

After Liu Suifeng gently touched Leya's head, he looked at Yang Ling and said, "I sensed that there seemed to be a large amount of war energy condensed in the outside world, come out and take a look."

"Xiao Ling, can your true meaning of wish collect the breath of war?"

When Yang Ling heard Liu Suifeng’s question, he sighed again.

He is worthy of being a fairy-level figure. He opened his wish space and came out on his own, but also asked about the war spirit.

Isn’t the war treasure chest condensed by the energy of war?

He nodded and said, "Yes, it's being collected."

Liu Suifeng showed a faint smile on his face, but with a wave of his hand, a transparent light curtain appeared in front of him.

Lei Ya and Liu Muhan were both curiously looking out through the light curtain, but they found a trace of breath evaporated into the sky. These breaths were mainly divided into three colors, one was gray, one was red, and the other was blue.

Yang Ling also saw it, with curiosity in his eyes. Liu Muhan asked curiously: "Suifeng, what are these auras?"

Liu Suifeng gently thought of pulling Mu Han's little hand, but because it was a phantom condensed by quantum entanglement, it was empty, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

She smiled faintly and said, "Although I can't capture Xiao Ling's true wish to gather the energy of war, I can use some small means to show the energy of war."

"This gray is the aura of war, while the red is the blood, which is the aura formed when a person is severely injured or about to die, and the essence and blood in his body disappears."

"As for this blue one, it is the spirit, and the spirit will return to reincarnation."

"Although Xiao Ling has collected some of the war energy, I guess the true meaning of my wish is still in its growth period and cannot completely absorb all the war energy, right?"
Chapter completed!