"Senior Sword Slave!"

Phantom Trace has returned and has regained his original appearance. His temperament is still sharp and unparalleled, but it has undergone a profound change compared to before.

The sword slave showed admiration and stood up with his sword, "Follow me into battle to kill the enemy!"

"yes!"

Two rays of sword light rushed towards the core of the battlefield, one after the other. Most of the god-changing monks from the Storm Realm and the first-level masters of the Sky Realm from the Changyou Clan were here, fighting fiercely.

This is a battlefield for the strong. Everyone else has retreated far away, leaving a large area of ​​​​sea around.

Li Yuaxu knew that if they caught each other and fought against each other, his side would definitely be at a disadvantage, so he stayed with Tong Lingyu and others, taking care of each other, and barely managed to hold on under the enemy's siege.

His eyes flickered, scanning the battlefield from time to time, as if waiting for a certain opportunity.

Suddenly, sword light shot through the air, and the extremely sharp sword intent attracted the attention of both parties.

Sensing the momentum of the visitor, Minshan and others were shocked. When did a master of the late stage of divine transformation appear again in the Storm Realm?

The sword slave said nothing, his sword intent locked on an elder of the Changyou Clan, and he moved forward without hesitation!

At the same time, Li Yufu's eyes flashed and he shouted: "Start the formation!"

The sound roared and spread throughout the battlefield. Spiritual flags were erected on the battlefield. This was a set of flags that Qin Sang specially refined after imitating the Tianhe Counter-killing Formation. Its power goes without saying.

The core disciples such as Qingyang Temple and Xuantian Palace were in charge of the formation flags and were scattered throughout the battlefield. After receiving the order from the temple master, they all raised the formation flags one after another. The other monks only had to obey the orders and assist them in raising the formation flags. The formation was completed in an instant.

The battlefield that stretched for thousands of miles was immediately shrouded in darkness, like a huge black dragon, and then the black dragon's body floated with light, like stars.

At this moment, you can also see from the Beichen Realm that the west has entered eternal night and stars are rising from the sky.

The next moment, the stars trembled and burst out with bright starlight. A meteor fell into the sea, and then countless meteors turned into a meteor shower and fell from the sky.

The people in Beichen Realm saw a beautiful meteor shower, but the Changyou people on the battlefield experienced a nightmare.

At the core of the battlefield, Min Shan and others were also thrown into chaos. The power of the formation caused them to be in chaos. At the same time, they had to face the terrifying enemy of Sword Slave. In just a few breaths, two clan elders were killed by the sword.

The sword slave killed a pair of enemies.

Huanhen followed the sword slave and killed a master of the Changyou clan. His eyes became brighter and brighter. This experience was not in vain. He finally saw a more beautiful scenery and felt that the bottleneck was beginning to loosen.

At this time, he heard a sigh from the sword slave.

The sword slave is also pursuing a higher realm, but these enemies are too weak to sharpen his sword intention.

No one on the battlefield noticed that two people were confronting each other high in the sky.

"If my fellow Taoist doesn't take action, the Changyou clan will be defeated," Sunu kindly reminded her.

The person opposite was wearing a bamboo hat and could not see his face. He said calmly: "I am only responsible for stopping the masters of the same level. They are not strong enough. If the whole army is wiped out, they can't blame me."

The plain girl's eyes flickered, "So, Taoist friend is not an ally of the Changyou Clan, but for some reason he stands up for the Changyou Clan?"

Seeing that the other party was silent, the plain girl's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and she suddenly smiled, "I found it! Fellow Taoist will not stop me for these people, right?"

As she spoke, she flicked her fingers, and a few faint breaths fell towards the edge of the battlefield.

There were people watching the battle, and one of them, named Hong, was the demon cultivator who had secretly taken refuge with the Dragon King. He was also the one who secretly colluded with the Changyou clan under the instructions of the Dragon King.

After the demon cultivator surnamed Hong got the news, he personally came with his people. The outcome of this battle was related to whether they could get the Qingling Qi from the Changyou clan.

Seeing Xingguang continuously bombarding the Changyou Clan army, several people looked solemn, and some people said anxiously: "Why are the Changyou Clan so useless!"

"The power of the formation is too strong!"

The demon cultivator surnamed Hong shook his head slowly, feeling that something was wrong. Where did Beihai get these formation flags?

Several people were so concerned about the battle that they didn't notice that chain-like black patterns quietly appeared on their ankles, spreading down their legs and all over their bodies.

'Wow!'
Chapter completed!