Godly Dragon Guard

This time the Northland Alliance army was in a state of chaos, and the badly injured Fengyue Old Demon stabilized the army in time and led the Northland Alliance army to counter the Easterners.

Since both sides have lost a major late-stage Nascent Soul, the Northland Alliance is still barely able to support it, and it will not retreat steadily.

Donglinren changed their strategy and gradually became vigilant. From the initial devouring, they slowly eroded the territory of Yunjian Northland.

In this way, the anxious battle continued for four years.

The territory of the northern part of Yunjian has been eroded by one-third of the people from the east. Now the troops on the east are divided into two groups, all the way to the boundary of the misty mountain to the south, and the boundary of the Tongyou mountain range to the southwest.

After performing the soul search, Shen Lang directly pinched the Pure Yang Sword Art, and blasted the hapless man to death.

He has all the useful information, and Shen Lang frowns, showing a thoughtful expression.

The disappearance of Zhang Daoling made Shen Lang a little strange.

Now Shen Lang is not afraid of any cultivator in the late Yuan Ying period, but Zhang Daoling alone still feels a little mysterious. Such a character should not fall.

Shen Lang was too lazy to think too much, and decided to go to Misty Mountain first.

If Donglin people wreak havoc elsewhere, since they have already hit the Misty Mountain, it is absolutely impossible for Shen Lang to sit back and watch, because the Tianquan Sect is in the Misty Mountain region.

At the beginning, the two senior brothers Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan of Tianquan Sect were kind to him, and Shen Lang was not a person who forgets his roots, so he naturally wanted to help.

Right now, I was in the south of Yunjian Beilu, which belonged to the "occupied area." It was only four to five million miles away from the Mianmen Mountain, not too far away. With Shen Lang's current speed, he could be there in a few days.

Shen Lang immediately transformed into Lei Peng and flew toward the ethereal mountain boundary.

The enemy-occupied area along the way was indeed occupied by Donglin people, but it was sparsely populated.

There are not many people in the east, and there are very few people who have come to Yunjian Beilu for hundreds of millions of miles. Generally, there is a stronghold to the east for every 100,000 li, and at least one or two monks in the formation of alchemy period guard it.

Almost all the Donglin people in the occupied area moved around the stronghold.

Any monk Yunjian who dared to step into the enemy-occupied area would be frantically killed by the Donglin people, and his behavior was extremely cruel.

It is worth mentioning that the Beilu Eighteen Immortal Gates have been occupied by Donglin people, including the most powerful Tianshimen, which has also been reduced to Donglin people's territory.

The Wanlong Mountain, Juquemen, Lingjiu Palace, and Tianquan Sect of the Mt. Miao hadn't fallen yet, but a group of troops from the east had attacked Mt. M. Miao a month ago. The current situation may be a little uncomfortable.

The group of troops on the east are now stationed in the Miaomian Mountain, and the demon birds sent out constantly monitor the actions of the four sects in the Mianmiao Mountain, occupying a dominant position.

Because the main battlefield is in the Tongyou Mountains, the number of the Northland Alliance troops who stayed behind at the Miaomen Mountain is somewhat insufficient. Most of them are monks from the Four Sects of the Miao Mountain. The Hehuan Sect also sent a batch of reinforcements.

Even so, the coalition forces guarding Misty Mountain are too disadvantaged in terms of numbers and appear very passive.

Shen Lang rushed at full speed, praying in his heart that Tianquan Sect would be safe and sound.

Three days later.

Misty mountain boundaries.

Outside Liuyun Mountain, a large army of monks from the east gathered in a mighty force with more than 10,000 people.

The army of the Northern Continental Alliance also gathered here, and the two sides were on the north and south sides, killing intently!

The Juque Gate, one of the four sects of the Mt. Mengmen, stands in Liuyun Mountain. This battle is related to the survival of the Juque Gate.

On the eve of the battle, the three elders of the Juque Gate had already opened the mountain protection formation ahead of time, and the colorful masks covered the entire Liuyun Mountain, and the defense power was quite amazing.

All disciples of the Juque Gate participated in the war. Among the alliance army, the monks of Juquemen are the most, and their aura is the highest.

The Alliance Army is headed by Xuanyuan Hong, who was at the peak of Yuanying's early stage, and there are nine Yuanying-stage monks. It is worth mentioning that Jiang Hai of Tianquan Sect and Mu Xue of Hehuan Sect are among them. In addition, the Alliance Army has more than two hundred monks in the formation period and 20,000 monks in the foundation period.

The commander of the Eastern Front Pioneer Army was a yellow-haired elder in the middle of the Nascent Soul stage. There were twelve Nascent Stage monks and more than 300 Pill-Consolidation Stage monks. That is, the base-building stage monks were fewer than the Northern Continental Alliance army.

Regardless of whether the two sides are high-level or backbone, there is a big difference in strength.

At this moment, the two sides are at war.

"The savage to the east is delusional to seize my giant gate. It's ridiculous!" Xuanyuanhong held the Pingshan sword and stood at the forefront of the Alliance army, making a violent shout, his expression gloomy.

"The **** of Beilu, don't make people laugh out of their teeth. With your military strength, you want to fight against my eastward army? What a daydream! Xuanyuanhong, if you surrender obediently, hand over the fake Honghuangling Baoping Mountain Sword, and submit. We are facing people to the east, and we can still get a life back." The yellow-haired old man on the opposite side screamed with a grinning smile.

Xuanyuanhong's forehead blue veins violently, and he shouted angrily: "You scumbags want me to surrender too? We Yunjian people are not like you Donglin people who are as timid as rats, greedy for life and fear of death! Unless you step on Lao Tzu's body, Otherwise, don't even want to break into the giant gate!"

The words were quite hard, but Xuanyuanhong felt a little hairy in his heart, knowing that today's battle might be extremely difficult.

With the Pingshan Sword in his hand, Xuanyuanhong was actually not afraid of the mid-primary cultivator, but the gap between the enemy and us was too great.

In addition, it would be very difficult to use his Yuan Ying's early cultivation base to urge the Pingshan Sword, and his spiritual strength and purity were not enough to continuously urge the Pingshan Sword to attack.

Today this is the biggest disaster in Juquemen in tens of thousands of years. Xuanyuanhong didn't want to be the sinner who killed the family. He had the determination to die. Even if he tried his old life and exhausted his vital energy, he would keep the Juque family!

"If this is the case, Lao Tzu will fulfill you. The Eastbound army obeys the order and will enter the Juque Gate today! Kill all these Yunjian people!" The yellow-haired old man roared wildly.

An army order fell, and the 10,000 Eastern Front Pioneers roared like thunder, and rushed towards the Northern Continental Alliance army.

"Block me these savages from the east!"

Xuanyuanhong waved the Pingshan sword in his hand, and a huge cyan sword light was released to boost morale.

"kill!"

The Alliance Army also issued a heavy shout.

The war began, and the scene was very hot.

The two wretched elders from the early days of Yuanying to the east took the lead to stare at Mu Xue, as if they had seen a prey, they rushed to the left and the other to surround Mu Xue.

"Hahaha, I have long heard of the beauty of the fairy country of the Acacia Sect. I saw it today and it was really different. If you are obediently obedient, we will be the concubine of our brothers and let me play for a few years. Keep you alive. I don't know what Fairy Admired like?" An old man with a pocky face asked with an ambiguous expression.

Looking at two wretched old men like Africans, Mu Xue's pretty face was pale, and she felt disgusted in her heart, and she yelled in anger into anger and said: "Her thief, go to death!"

After speaking, Mu Xue offered a **** magic spear, injected his spiritual power frantically, and threw it at the old man with a pocky face.