I make a contract with myself

The sound of fighting continued into the night and still did not stop.

Sun Yan was exhausted and hid in the formation to recuperate.

Now, he has two resentful soul crystals in his hand, and the two teams add up to a total of twenty-seven people.

Among them, there are three eighth-level combatants, and the rest, except Li Siyuan, are all seventh-level.

And above the sky, those ninth-grade ancestors are still fighting. They cannot decide the winner. It is really difficult for this war to end.

"Who is this person?"

Sun Yan pointed to the corpse on the ground.

Judging from the clothes on his body, he should be one of our own.

A poor man killed by a green-faced ghost...

"The Supreme Elder of the Biyu Sect, Mr. Zhou." Su Lang sighed helplessly.

Sun Yan didn't say anything more, but worked with Su Lang to collect the body of Pao Ze who died in the battle.

There is no room for sadness. When they have almost recovered, they have to fight their way through the battlefield, otherwise they will be trapped and die here.

"Let's go."

Until the morning light showed on the horizon, Sun Yan stood up and urged everyone to get ready and it was time to leave.

That night, tens of thousands of spiritual stones were gone.

Instead, under the protection of the formation, everyone returned to their peak condition.

"Have you found the direction?" Chu Shudai asked.

"……Do not worry."

After saying that, everyone walked out of the altar and started a new round of killing.

Along the way, killing all the way, the resistance is getting bigger and bigger.

Obviously, the time is one night apart, and the commander of the Dihong Dynasty is not a fool, and will naturally make targeted arrangements.

There is no need for the Ninth Grade to show up. With a Sixth Grade legion, they can be dragged to death.

A person's spiritual energy is limited. No matter how strong Sun Yan and the others are, they can no longer run around unscrupulously on this battlefield where human life is cheaper than pork.

"Something's wrong."

Sun Yan reminded everyone with his spirit.

Di Hong seemed to be forcing them in a certain direction. Whatever was waiting there could probably kill them all in an instant.

Chu Shudai was shocked: "Quickly shake him!"

Since the other party was so confident and killed three eighth-grade people in one fell swoop, it would be fine if they just called the ninth-grade ones.

Sun Yan had the same idea as hers.

For the sake of your own life, if you can't beat him, just shake him off, it won't be embarrassing.

Compared with the support from the coalition forces, the person Sun Yanyao came to kill directly through the battlefield.

Wherever he passed, no one survived.

"Madam, I miss you so much, woo woo woo..."

Even though he was on the battlefield, Sun Yan was still shameless and hugged Liu Xian and refused to let go.

The feeling of longing was beyond words. Everyone present looked at it and all... clenched their fists!

Damn it!

Everyone is here to fight, and they may die soon, so why should you feed them dog food? ?

People who are still alive feel particularly unbalanced at this time.

At this time, it’s okay for you to have a wife to hug you. You are as beautiful as a fairy, have an outstanding temperament, and have good cultivation...

Ninth grade and ninth level!

Since he was in the same camp as Sun Yan and couldn't be beaten, otherwise, he would have been beaten to a pulp by the group.

"This jealousy is simply breathtaking."

The evil ghost mask was shocked: "I advise you to let go as soon as possible."

Sun Yan didn't, and he hugged her even tighter.

Liu Xian had no choice but to stroke his head lovingly with a kind smile.

As a soul master, the physical body is actually not important. Even if she is held, she still cannot stop her from killing everyone.

The kind where you can't see the blood!

After several soul attacks, there was no one left alive within a radius of ten kilometers.

Whether they were humans or elves, their souls were all shattered, and their corpses fell from the sky like dumplings.

Su Lang murmured: "It's so weird..."

Others had dull faces, forgetting even their jealousy.

She is not a warrior, nor a Taoist master, and has not seen the elves, so she is...a stranger!

A ninth-level stranger!

You must know that compared with the three mature cultivation systems, each stranger's cultivation method is different. Basically, they are crossing the river by feeling the stones, and it is difficult to achieve anything.

It is true that natural powers come in all kinds of shapes and have special magical uses.

But in terms of absolute strength, no matter how elusive the natural power is, it is still not as good as the former.

On Jinghong Continent, there are not even many eighth-grade strangers, let alone ninth-grade strangers.

This big guy came out of nowhere! ?

Sun Yan introduced to everyone: "This is my wife, Liu Xian."

Liu Xian looked calm and ignored them at all.

Only Su Lang was kind enough, so he nodded to him.

Su Lang smiled dryly, remembering her many times of cheating on her husband, and even stumbling upon her husband-in-law in front of others...

No, I have to stick to Master when I go back this time and go out traveling together.

Otherwise, your life will be at risk!

Because they could not figure out Liu Xian's strength, the Dihong Dynasty did not dare to send people randomly and could only let them leave.

However, Liu Xian did not return to the coalition camp.

Instead, he led a group of people, walking around the battlefield as if they were in an uninhabited land. Wherever they went, those who didn't want to die had to make way for them.

When he reached the altar, Sun Yan led the others to grab the resentful soul crystal without saying a word.

It was different to have a wife to protect him. The concept of saving his life was completely forgotten by him.

One, two...

The Dihong Dynasty couldn't bear it any longer and broke out completely.

Two ninth-grade immortals came after him, intending to hold Liu Xian down while one of them killed everyone.

It's a pity that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Liu Xian is not at the ninth level, she is at the spiritual level above the ninth level. Let alone one versus two, one versus three or one versus four is totally fine.

What's more, one of those two people is at the third level of ninth grade, and the other is at the fifth level of ninth grade. They are not even at the ninth level of ninth grade. How can they beat each other?

After a while, the two ran away in despair.

Liu Xian didn't chase him, but landed in front of the Huayun Sect's mountain gate with a solemn expression.

Sun Yan followed and saw her looking at the ground, frowning and asked: "Is that ghost down there?"

Liu Xian nodded and shook her head and said: "After locking the location of the green-faced ghost, it tore itself into two, and one of them is right here."

"Where's the other one?"

"Hiding behind the army, not daring to show up."

"Then it's now..."

"There is nothing to be afraid of if your strength is damaged again."

"learn."

Sun Yan chuckled, made secrets with his hands, and began to dig the soil with magic.

Others were not idle either, they transformed into excavators and soon dug a hole.

"It's dangerous down there," Liu Xian said.

The implication is that you are too weak to follow.

Fortunately, this team is not like before, it has grown much larger, with a hundred people.

With so many seventh-grades, it's more than enough to kill them, not to mention there are eight-grades holding the line, so there may not even be a few casualties.

Before leaving, Liu Xian raised her hand and condensed a soul light to clear the way for them.

The faint blue soul light is like a sharp sword, piercing into the enemy's soul, making people miserable.

Sun Yan gave a thumbs up: "Mighty lady!"

Liu Xian's cheeks were slightly red, she turned her head, and with one hand in each hand, she jumped down with Sun Yan and Chu Shudai.

The sound of fighting gradually faded away, and my ears finally became quieter...