In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

Lu Yuan and Long Han stood on the high platform and had a panoramic view of the entire battlefield.

The battle has lasted for several hours, and the losses on both sides have been heavy. In the battlefield that is dozens of miles wide, blood and flesh are flying everywhere from time to time, and there are broken limbs and broken arms everywhere.

Of the dozen or so wild beasts that the Mulan people first released, only one or two tenths remain. The others all fell across the battlefield, and the corpses more than ten feet in size looked so dazzling.

In contrast, the three beasts of Zhenzong of Yuling Sect are not much better.

The Dragon Horse Beast was torn apart and only a skeleton was left. The huge poisonous scorpion five to six feet long was dead long ago, with no limbs, and the scorpion hook on its back was nowhere to be found.

The two-headed demon lion with green fur had one of its heads blown off. With the few remaining monster beasts, they were still engaged in a final life-and-death struggle with two wild ancient beasts covered in scars.

As for the monks and magicians, the combined number of those killed in battle already exceeded 10,000. Even among those Dan-forming and Nascent Soul monks who lived for hundreds or thousands of years, many died on the spot.

By this time, both sides were exhausted physically and mentally, and there were only a few battlefields where the fierce battle was still going on.

The most eye-catching thing among them is undoubtedly the huge stone man that is as tall as the sky formed by the Ten Thousand Souls Formation of Ghost Spirit Sect and several great masters of Mulan.

An elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect who presided over the Ten Thousand Souls Array used the trump card of this array at all costs and created a blood-red evil ghost that was more than ten feet tall!

As soon as the ghost appeared, it raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, then stared at the stone man and rushed forward with a cold light in its eyes.

The surrounding Ghost Spirit Sect monks all gathered around and unceremoniously joined the ranks of besieging the Stone Giant and Master Mulan.

Another crucial battlefield. The cyan firebird in the sky finally mobilized all the fire energy, turning an area of ​​100 feet into a sea of ​​cyan fire.

An unexpected giant wing flap broke the combined power of the Seventh Cultivator of Taizhen and the Two Demons.

The sea of ​​fire beneath it instantly split into two parts, trapping the two groups of people within it. Then most of the offensive was concentrated on Tai Zhen Qixiu, and his life might be in danger at any time.

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes when he saw this. Although the realm of Mulan Holy Bird was still in the late Nascent Soul stage, the fierce flames were less than half of the original. Han Li on the other side was also approaching the woman named Le according to the plan. It was time to take action.

"Fellow Daoist Long, I, the Luoyun Sect, request to go to war!"

Long Ha's eyes widened when he heard this voice that sounded like music from nature, and he looked at Lu Yuan in disbelief.

"Fellow Daoist Lu is serious about what he said!"

"Just wait for Fellow Daoist Long's order!"

"Quick, get out of the way, don't block the way of the Luo Yun Sect comrades!" Long Han shouted anxiously to the people around the high platform, fearing that Lu Yuan would suddenly change his mind.

He didn't even arrange any tasks for Lu Yuan, as long as this guy was willing to do it. Anyway, with the addition of this new force, the situation will gradually improve.

The two thousand disciples of Luoyun Sect left the vicinity of the high platform and divided into five square formations. Lu Luo led the charge as an arrow, leading a phalanx at the forefront.

Lu Yuan and Brother Tiezi each brought a phalanx as the left and right oblique wings, protecting the other two phalanxes without Nascent Soul cultivators inside. Form a triangular cone-shaped offensive and slowly kill towards the center of the battlefield.

The phalanx where the monk surnamed Yu was was responsible for the right wing. At first, he was very proud of being able to follow Uncle Lu, who had advanced cultivation skills.

But the Luoyun Sect's troops had just entered the battlefield, only two or three miles away from the high platform where Long Han was standing, and he found out sadly. Uncle Lu didn't know when, but he only had the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. He mingled with a group of ordinary monks and signaled that he, the only monk in the early stage of Pill Formation, should lead the charge.

Similarly, Uncle Zhang on the left wing did not give in too much, and Junior Brother Xin, who was in the early stage of pill formation at Tianquan Peak, also became the leader.

In the entire Luoyun Sect team, only the honest Master Lu was fighting hard to clear the way. The other two uncles, Lu and Zhang, were completely fishing in troubled waters, looking like they were not doing their best.

As for Mulan, the skinny old man who was in command saw another group of troops coming out of Tiannan from a distance. After pondering for a while, he turned around and whispered something to a woman in black robe beside him.

The woman in black robe turned her eyes and looked at the entire battlefield, then nodded with dissatisfaction, and gave the order with a slight movement of her lips.

A group of men in black robes immediately flew out of the mage camp, with seven or eight bags hanging on their waists.

The woman in black robe opened her mouth and spit out a small, exquisite and unusually small flag, which emitted a faint black light. It swelled in the wind and turned into a size of about ten feet.

The woman pointed at the treasure coldly, and the black flag trembled.

A moment later, the entire battlefield was overcast and windy, with dark clouds covering most of the sunlight.

But the group of men in black robes took out all the bags on their waists without hesitation and muttered something.

Suddenly, thick black mist mixed with gusts of cold wind swarmed out of the bag.

In the blink of an eye, a large area in front turned into a large black sea of ​​fog, and in the fog, the heads were shaking and the armor was shining. It turned out to be a shriveled and fleshless corpse wearing bronze armor.

Each one has green eyes, fangs exposed, and has cultivation level above Foundation Establishment. The three tall corpse kings walking at the front even had the cultivation level of pill formation and above, and their eyes seemed to be quite intelligent.

"Bronze armored corpses! How come there are so many? There are thousands of them!" A monk behind Long Han said in shock and anger.

"Hurry up and call Fellow Daoist Lu and the others to come back and resist the bronze-armored corpse!" Long Han said coldly.

"Senior Long, the people of Luo Yun Sect seem to be trapped and can't get out!" A monk pointed to somewhere on the battlefield.

"What, there are two thousand of them, and they are led by three Nascent Soul cultivators, how could they be trapped!" Long Han looked startled and quickly followed the crowd to look.

But soon, the faces of the three remaining Nascent Soul cultivators, including him, all turned gloomy.

It was seen that after Luoyun Sect's several phalanxes joined the battlefield, not only did they not have any devastating effect, but they moved slowly, and from time to time they were entangled with some small forces of the Mulan people.

"Damn the Foundation Establishment Period! Thanks to what they did, the Tiannan Yuanying monks have been completely humiliated by them!" An old Yuanying man from Qianhuan Sect cursed angrily.

"Fellow Daoist Long, it seems that the Luoyun Sect and the others can't be counted on. Let's go up ourselves." Another Nascent Soul cultivator beside Long Han said helplessly.

Hearing this, the others looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Even if they, the monks who were watching the battle, took action, the magicians on the opposite side also had about the same number of men untouched, so their defeat was still certain.

As for the three major monks and Master Mulan, although they don’t know the outcome. But you can still faintly hear the roaring in the sky, and you know that the battle is fierce now, and no one will win easily. It is impossible to count on the three major monks to help.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoists, these bronze-armored corpses seem to be heading towards the Luoyun Sect!" Long Han observed for a while and suddenly smiled.