First Class Taoist Gate

Although everyone was a little envious, they did not dare to question Zhang Bairen's decision. It has been nearly a hundred years since I walked out of Saibei, until now, I have told everyone that the man who stands at the pinnacle of the human race has never missed a decision.

Not bad, never missed it!

Three months passed quickly and the turbulent magnetic field between heaven and earth gradually subsided. At this time, the Jiuli and Human Chen Bing were on both sides of the Kyushu barrier.

In a shelter behind Zhang Bairen's camp, he scanned the Jiuli army in front of him for a long time without speaking.

By his side, the real people of Dao Sect looked dignified, and the Zulong and Zhulong brothers looked at a book of papers in their hands, and on it was the secret report.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

The drums of the Jiuli tribe rang, and the sound of Chi You's drums shook the world, even though they were thousands of miles away, they were still clearly audible.

Everywhere the drums sounded, the Jiuli tribe seemed to have beaten chicken blood, all of them were energized, their strength exploded by 30% out of thin air, and the whole team fell into a frenzy.

On the contrary, when the Chinese soldiers heard the drums, they only felt that their spirits were sluggish, their strength was greatly compromised, they were suppressed by 30% for no reason, and their fighting spirit was constantly dissipating.

Can an army without the intent to fight win the battle?

"General!" All the soldiers looked at the soldiers with low morale behind them, couldn't help being surprised, and quickly looked at Xuanyuan. Soldiers with such low morale cannot go out to fight, just die. If you can't resolve the impact of the opponent's drums, you and others are afraid that they will lose before the battle.

"Chi You is only capable of this. Thousands of years have passed, so why is it still this routine!" Xuanyuan smiled coldly, and said to the soldiers around him:

"Li Mu, go and show Chi You our treasures."

Limu, yes Limu!

Upon Xuanyuan's return, Li Mu came to the door from nowhere and returned to Emperor Xuanyuan's command.

Not only Limu, but also powerful men from all walks of life, including Yinglong, returned. This was the case of Emperor Xuanyuan, and the same was true of Chi You's side. Back then, the seventy-two demon gods returned to most of them.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

The war drum made by Kui Nizi sounded, Li Mu's face solemnly beat the war drum, and his eyes looked towards Kyushu with cold eyes.

Xuanyuan Da immediately came to the front of the two armies, scanned the Jiuli army, and couldn't help but sneered: "The mob! Chiyou, you still haven't made much progress. The reason why you were invincible back then was just relying on the blessing of Chi You and Chi You. The drum is broken, your army doesn't understand the military formation, it's disorganized and chaotic like a rogue in the countryside, vulnerable to a blow."

"Xuanyuan! How did you live! Didn't you get slain back then?" Chiyou, the army chief of the Jiuli tribe, shrank his pupils and looked at Xuanyuan before the two armies, revealing a touch of disbelief.

"You wait for the ants, can you kill me?" Xuanyuan sneered coldly, his words full of mockery.

"Good! Good! Good! Just fine if you don't die! Just fine if you don't die! I didn't think that Chiyou still had a chance to be shameful! I committed suicide by myself today, and took your life. It is all regretful in my heart!" Chi You turned from shock into ecstasy, and suddenly stood up and carried the Tiger Soul sword and walked in front of the two armies: "Fate reincarnation, you and I will settle the cause and effect today and complete the battle that year!"

Thousands of years ago, Chi You felt that he was defeated inexplicably. With the help of the gods, he cultivated into an immortal body. With infinite magical powers, he was more than Xuanyuan?

How could I lose? How could I lose?

It is simply inexplicable, even after the five horses are divided, he can't figure out why he lost.

Owning the right time, the right place and the right people, the defeat was simply inexplicable.

"Hahaha, the defeated general is not brave enough. I was able to kill you back then, and I can kill you a second time today!" Xuanyuan slowly pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, the sun, moon and stars rising and falling, and the trees and plants shone, seeming to gather together. The fate of the ages, a kind of general blessing in the dark, gives it an unspeakable energy.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Chi You sneered, his voice full of anger, and the black light of the Tiger Soul Blade circulated, cutting off to Xuanyuan without saying a word.

"Clang~"

"Clang~"

"Clang~"

The two confronted three times, and then they opened the distance in an instant. Chi You's eyes showed a solemn and puzzled look: "When is your martial arts cultivation so superb?"

Chi You was in the realm of the broken inner void, and the survey could touch the broken outer vacuum, and Xuanyuan had also repaired the inner vacuum, although it was slightly inferior to himself, it was not much worse.

It's like fighting between two ordinary people. Compared with the power of two hundred catties and 205 catties, the difference between the two sides is almost negligible.

Xuanyuan smiled coldly, how could he tell Chi You about the mysterious life style of the Eight Immortals?

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

The two kept fighting each other, the air machine in the air exploded continuously, and the pieces shattered and rolled up the wind.

"Where is the storm, thunder and lightning!" Li Mu said.

"Have!"

The four brothers and sisters of the Lu family came out.

"Spellcasting!" Li Mu said.

The four brothers and sisters of the Lu family began to use their magical powers, and the gusts of heaven and earth rolled up. People who were struck by the torrential rain couldn't open their eyes, and mud was rolled up on the ground.

Boom~

Click~

The thunderbolt flickered, spreading continuously in the rain, and headed towards the Jiuli army.

Get first!

"Hahaha! Hahaha! The little baby is a bit interesting!" There are immortal powerhouses in the Jiuli tribe, but they see that the world is dark, the overwhelming black mist is rolled up, and everything is corroded wherever it passes, and the air becomes a void of nothingness, wind and rain The lightning was swallowed by the black mist.

"Be careful, that is the Congenital Alien Species Xiangliu! The black fog is highly poisonous, even if it is contaminated by the Congenital God, you will lose half your life!" Li Mu shouted.

"I'll meet you!" But there was a burst of wild laughter from the rear of the Chinese army: "You don't see, the water of the Yellow River is coming up from the sky. Gaotang Mingjing's sad and white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and the evening snow...."

A ray of sword light exuded immortal energy, shattering the poisonous fog in the sky, but saw a young man carrying a wine gourd stepping on the void, the sword light all over his body winding and illuminating the land of China.

This sword is enough to be called the incarnation of kendo, and the strength of kendo is enough to strangle the strong.

The most important thing is that Li Bai is one of the Eight Immortals of Heavenly Destiny, holding the general trend of heaven and earth, and under the blessing of this general trend of Heaven and Destiny, Xiang Liu fell into a disadvantage.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The dragon qi roared between the heaven and the earth, and the dragon qi of the Jiuli tribe turned into a black dragon, long and long, with strange lines shining on the black scales all over the body.

The dragon aura of the Middle-earth China was golden yellow, and the body was blessed by the mysterious yellow aura. The posture was more than three points stronger than that of the Jiuli dragon. The two dragons whimpered and roared, and they fought together in an instant.

The dragon gas shattered all laws, and the monks from all walks of life retreated wherever they went. Under the crush of this dragon gas, the monks were not as good as ordinary people.

"Yang Dun Second Game, go out!" Li Mu shouted.

The three armies move in unison, the formation is neat and orderly, as if they are works of art.

"kill!"

The three armies roared, murderously charged at night.

"Go to war!" A general of the Jiuli clan yelled for peace, but saw the tens of millions of soldiers rush out in a swarm, howling and rushing towards the middle-earth army.

Formation?

The Jiuli tribe does not need a battle. The Jiuli tribe is naturally stronger than the human race, and the blood of the gods is blessed in the body. Even the most ordinary soldiers are not a problem.

The two armies fought, and the battlefield became a meat grinder in an instant. For a while, blood was flying and countless soldiers fell.

Even if the Terran has a military formation, it can't take advantage of it. Facing the Jiuli Clan, who has a military formation, it is difficult to gain the upper hand.

Zhang Bairen looked sideways at Zulong, the entire battlefield was captured by him, without any expression on his face.

"Pass the order, send troops!" Zu Long commanded to Zhulong.

Zhulong led away, Zhang Bairen's eyebrows trembled: "It seems that something is wrong with your situation?"

"What's wrong?" Zu Long was taken aback when he heard the words.

At this time, Zulong was holding the Sun-Shooting Bow and was constantly stroking his spirits, wanting to quickly refine the treasure in his hand, he couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard what Zhang Bairen said.

"Think about it yourself!" Zhang Bairen was noncommittal.

Zu Long heard the words in his heart and looked at the bow in his hand, revealing an inexplicable color.

"kill!"

Hundreds of thousands of sea people moved together, and the three armies rose from the ground ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ countless cannon fodder attacked the Jiuli people.

The sea clan army does not need money, facing countless sea clan army, the Jiuli is a younger brother. At least in terms of numbers, the Jiuli is a younger brother.

Fighting in the field for a time, blood flowed thousands of miles.

"Capital Governor, let's do it!" Yuan Shoucheng frowned: "Unlike the Jiuli, our humanity is related to humanity."

"No need, just hold it! I have forgotten one person, someone who can turn the tide of the battle!" Zhang Bairen's mouth was slightly tilted, and his eyes looked far away and towards the direction of Kongtong Mountain.

It is Kongtong Mountain in Kyushu World.

"Everyone, I will come as soon as I go!" Zhang Bairen smiled coldly and disappeared.

The two clan battles, the masters are the last to play, especially as it is now, under the three clan dragons, any master's strength will be suppressed, less than 60% of the peak period, there are countless crises on the battlefield, only 60% Strength is not enough to protect yourself in this overwhelming army.

If it's not a matter of fact, the masters of both sides will never rush into the center of the battlefield.

Except for Xuanyuan and Chi You, both of them have the emperor's fate, who can mobilize the dragon energy between heaven and earth, and their strength in the battlefield will increase sharply.

The race war in the cultivation world is no different from the struggle of ordinary people to destroy the country. When the supernatural powers are suppressed to the limit, who dares to enter the battlefield hastily?

In this battlefield, the **** of Yang is gray and gray, and the first step is barely protecting himself.

This is the power of the battlefield, otherwise the gods would have crushed Xuanyuan a finger to death!

Let's talk about Zhang Bairen sneaking all the way, secretly came to Kongtong Mountain, and looked at the majestic mountains, which was ten million times different from the middle-earth scene.

Zhongtu Kongtong Mountain is just a microcosm, not as good as the Kongtong Mountain in front of you.

"I'm here! Are you okay?" Zhang Bairen stood at the foot of the mountain and suddenly sighed.