With the changes in the magic tricks in the hands of nearly a thousand cultivators in the fence country and the muttering words in their mouths, the magnificent black fog wrapped in layers of the Fire Feather Country's army suddenly rolled violently into the air, and as it spread rapidly, it instantly spread hundreds of miles of the sky.

In the formation, a large amount of black air on the body of the ferocious ghost was rolling violently, and after a violent roll, the body suddenly surged several times, and in an instant it turned into three feet high.

In the black fog hundreds of miles, countless hideous ghosts appeared. They had already held various strange and sharp weapons in their hands, which were condensed from the majestic black fog. Accompanied by the terrifying sound of ghost crying, they waved their weapons and smashed them towards the soldiers of the Huoyu Kingdom beside them.

The attack of the ghosts was unstoppable and destroyed. The soldiers of the Fire Feather Kingdom were completely unable to stop them. They were smashed into meat paste by the terrifying ghost weapon. Then their bodies ulcerated at a level visible to the naked eye, and eventually turned into a pool of blood and penetrated into the ground, as if they had become the endless mist and the nutrients for the ghosts.

A series of tragic and sarcastic sounds came out of the mouth of the Huoyu Kingdom's army. They were frightened and desperate... In just a few breaths, tens of thousands of elite soldiers had died in despair.

Time passed little by little, and on the strange battlefield, countless people died tragically at every moment. Now there were no heart-wrenching screams, because they could no longer shout, and some were just a burst of creepy roars like a ghost...

General Guo Xiong, two foundation-building deacons, and other generals and commanders on the platform, were not afraid or angry now... Some of them were just pale and looked at the scene in the distance with a blank expression, and even their breathing was extremely calm.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the platform... was a little quiet and strange, and was so quiet that it made people desperate.

Behind the army of the Fence Kingdom, there were two figures wearing black robes, one tall and the other short, standing upright. The two were the Ghost Li and Ghost Eyes who were buried in the Ghost Sect.

Gui Li looked calm, closed his eyes and took a light breath, as if he was enjoying it.

"The breath of death is really fascinating." Gui Li's intoxicating voice came out lightly, and his expression was indescribable, as if he was tasting extremely delicious food.

"Although it's a little less, you can't just waste it like this. Ghost Eyes, these millions of creatures, will be your first ghost sacrifice." Gui Li turned to look at the dull boy beside him and spoke slowly.

The ghost's eyes looked dull and didn't say anything. He sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and pinched a very strange fingerprint with one hand, and at the same time, he wrote an obscure spell in his mouth...

...

On the Daming Mountain, the three cultivators from Huanyun Sect, the Fence Country, and the Huoyu Kingdom were closing their eyes and meditating.

Suddenly, He Yinghua's expression moved, he opened his eyes, his sleeves shook, and a green jade slip suddenly appeared in his hand, and the light flowed on it, flashing wildly.

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, He Yinghua's face showed a look of surprise, and immediately a trace of divine thought appeared and penetrated it.

After a while, his face suddenly changed, he suddenly stood up, and looked at the ghost sword in the distance with a gloomy expression.

The other nine golden elixirs in the Fire Feather Kingdom sensed He Yinghua's abnormal movements, opened their eyes and stood up. More than a thousand disciples behind them naturally stopped to adjust their breathing and stood up together.

"Brother He, what happened?" Ye Qingyun frowned and asked in a low voice.

He Yinghua did not answer and threw the jade slip in his hand to Ye Qingyun. He still stared at the opposite ghost sword.

Gui Sha seemed to have some senses, opened his eyes and looked at He Yinghua, showed him a strange smile, and at the same time, he stood up with the people from the barrier country.

More than a dozen old men in gray robe in the middle of the platform also stood up with a calm expression and had no intention of speaking actively.

"What! The elders of the Burial Ghost Sect led people to attack our sects, and... and the people from the Huanyun Sect!" Huang Long, the leader of the Huanshan Sect, swept up the mountain and swept the jade slip. He immediately shook his mind and burst out.

The emerald jade slip was in Ye Qingyun's hands, and the other eight golden elixirs naturally subconsciously swept their divine thoughts. After learning the information inside, they were all shocked and angry, looking at the cultivators on both sides, with bad eyes and fear.

When more than a thousand disciples behind him heard this, their bodies trembled and their faces became pale in an instant.

Ye Qingyun's eyes flashed, not knowing what he was thinking about. After a moment, he seemed to think of a possibility, and his face suddenly changed.

"Ghost Sha, you ask me to fight to resolve the dispute between the two countries in this way, and send someone to attack our Huoyu Kingdom Sect in private. What is this?" He Yinghua cleverly avoided the conflict with the Huanyun Sect, with a cold expression and questioned Guisha in a deep voice.

"Fellow Daoist He, please calm down. Most of the Jindan cultivators in my hindrance country are here. Those people are left to make a big difference. They are just small-scale fights. It's okay, Master He doesn't have to care so much, haha..." Gui Sha suddenly smiled and said with a laugh.

"Master of Guisha Sect, Master He, three days have passed, it's time for you to fight to the decisive battle." At this time, Master Fang Tian suddenly said without an expression on his face, and his words were not as polite as before, and he actually had a hint of order.

"Sect Master Fang Tian, ​​if you have something important to deal with in the lower door, please forgive me. I will come to the door to apologize in the next day!" He Yinghua suppressed his anger and clasped his fists at the Huanyun Sect, ignored the clerks of the clerks. He shook his sleeves and released the green spirit bamboo raft, and was about to take everyone away.

"Brother He, this matter is obviously a conspiracy they carefully planned. It may not be that easy to leave now." Ye Qingyun's face turned gloomy and he spoke coldly.

"What! What does Brother Ye mean?" He Yinghua's hand moves slowly, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Qingyun, with a trace of haze flashing in his heart.

Ye Qingyun sighed, without saying a word, raised his arm, and a purple light shot out in an instant in one direction in the air.

The people of the Huoyu Kingdom subconsciously swept their eyes away, and saw that when the purple light flew to a height of dozens of feet, it seemed to have an obstacle. It suddenly stopped there and could no longer move. Then, after a buzzing sound, it disintegrated and disappeared.

Invisible ripples appeared in the void, and golden light flashed faintly. After a few breaths, it calmed down and no strangeness was seen.

As soon as he saw this, the hearts of the cultivators in the Huoyu Kingdom were sank.

Especially for the Jindan cultivator, Ye Qingyun's random attack seemed casual, but they could clearly feel it. The energy contained in the purple light released at will was comparable to the full-strength attack of the early Jindan cultivator.

Such power only caused the light curtain of the magic array above to ripple slightly. They asked themselves that they would never be able to break the formation by relying on their own strength.

"Sect Master Fang Tian, ​​why did you do this?" He Yinghua could no longer hold back his anger and said coldly.

He Yinghua's cultivation level in the late stage of the Golden Pill, with four hundred years of Taoism, rich experience in his life, and has been in charge of the Kongsangmen for many years. He is definitely not an idle person. How could he not see the trick between the Huanyun Sect and the Burial Ghost Sect?

He had never endured it before because he believed that even if the Huanyun Sect was working hard to help the Burial Ghost Sect, it would be just a secret help. Even if the other party was the largest sect in Qingzhou, it would be impossible to blatantly suppress a medium-sized sect.

In Qingzhou, there are only eight medium-sized sects, and two are each in the four regions of the southeast, west and north. It can be imagined how profound the foundation of a medium-sized sect is.

What's more, every medium-sized sect has the powerful Nascent Soul power to take charge. When the cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul realm, it is almost immortal.

It is OK to have a small fight between each other, but who dares to really attack the mountain gate? Even a large sect cannot do this!

At this moment, the Huanyun Sect helped almost without any scruples, and had planned to set up an extremely powerful formation here.

In fact, with He Yinghua and Ye Qingyun's late-stage Jindan cultivation, they felt the fluctuations of the formation as soon as they arrived here. However, at that time, the two of them didn't think much about it. They just thought it was just a simple formation ban set up by the Huanyun Sect for the sake of fair combat.

But now it seems that it is definitely not that simple...

"It's nothing. Since Master He wants to break the contract, as the ruling of this battle, my Huanyun Sect naturally cannot let you leave like this."

Fang Tian's expression became cold without realizing it, and the other elders of the Huanyun Sect also looked over with dissatisfaction, as if they could take action at any time.

"Fellow Daoist Fang means to attack our Kongsangmen directly?" He Yinghua's face completely sank and he spoke coldly.

"President He misunderstood. How could I attack all fellow Taoists? I just want to trouble you to stay here for a few days. Master He is relieved. As long as you don't do anything randomly, I guarantee that you and other fellow Taoists here will be safe." Fang Tian said indifferently, smiling and not smiling, the threat was already obvious.

"Do you think I'll be waiting for death?" He Yinghua shouted coldly.

"If this is the case, then fellow Taoist will do it." Fang Tian hesitated for a moment, then sneered, and actually took more than ten other old men in gray robe back a little, and looked like he was careless.

Gui Sha looked at He Yinghua and his men with a smile, and also led the people back a little, without any intention of stopping them.

"Friends of the Taoist, there is no need to keep it at this time. We must work together to break the formation and quickly return to the Fire Feather Country Middle School to preside over the overall situation!" He Yinghua's eyes flashed with cold light, and his heart was extremely angry. At this time, his eyes were slightly red and he said in a deep voice.

"good!"

"No problem!"

"Don't worry, Master He, I will do my best!"
Chapter completed!