Huashan Gate

From the small battle before the demon cultivator up to now, Yu Yu has basically seen clearly, the demon cultivator and the righteous cultivator who entered the sect, the difference in cultivation is not very big, only the combat power, the difference is more obvious. Therefore, there is no difference between the fundamental righteous cultivator and the magic cultivator, just the lack of fighting experience. ΩE small Δ said WWW. 1XIAOSHUO. COM

This point has been proved by the high-level people who entered the Sejong Sect. For example, Feng Lingzi of Wushuang Sword Sect, Tu Hong of Tianxing Zong, Ge Qingfeng of Shenjian Villa, He Lianye, and others. They have accumulated thousands of years of fighting experience, and they are not less demon repairs, and their cultivation bases are similar. Therefore, they basically meet each other. , Will meet the situation of Liangcai.

It is not easy to want to do whatever you want with each other.

After turning around, Yu Yu left here. With a escape light, straight to the main battlefield of Xiaoniushan. He couldn't help but listen to Mu Lingzi's words, and he didn't need to stay here anymore. Can't participate in the war, it's useless to see, he can go to Xiaoniushan, or have something to do.

Palace Lord and the others frowned at this time, and a cultivator in the early stage of the Divine Realm of Demon Cultivation whispered, "Why did Yu Yu come back?" His eyes were obviously full of doubts when he looked at the Palace Lord. The same goes for Patriarch Yinmiao and others. The Lord also looked blank, "How do I know? I didn't leave here, just like you, I don't know what happened there."

"For my own reason, I won't wait anymore." A master of magic repair looked at this place, but stopped. Yu Yu, who was not involved in the battle, said lightly, "There is not no one there. Look, maybe it was born for other reasons."

As he said, this person deliberately or unintentionally glanced at Palace Master with a slightly mocking look. Obviously, he believed that Yu Yu was kicked out of the war. Because the war over there is not over, but Yu Yu has come here, which is unreasonable.

There is the battle of the monks in the star field, which is actually more important than here. Yu Yu wanted to stay there secretly, helping others, not coming here.

The palace owner understood the expression in the opponent's eyes, but didn't say anything.

In the shocking scene, Yu Yu also looked blue and expressionless. Below, the fight between the low-level disciples of almost both sides has reached a state of madness, and the melee combat has already begun.

Many people are no longer able to urge the treasure to fight, and they can only use swords and swords to slash like mortals. The blood-stained monk looked like a monk.

The disciple who entered the Sejong Sect had already given up the idea of ​​turning back, but was just fighting against his opponent mechanically. When it came time to kill one for enough money, killing two to earn one.

The scene of flying flesh and blood is quite common for Yu Yu, but it was the first time he saw so many monks in his life. Some monks had half of their palms cut off, and they didn't feel anything, as if they were okay, they didn't react at all, just fighting hard.

The fierce and conflict during the war made some people forget the so-called pain.

Glancing quickly at the battle circle, the casualties of the disciples who entered the Sejong Sect were very serious. About 200,000 people participated in the war, and there are still less than 150,000 left. In other words, there are as many as fifty thousand pure deaths.

The situation on Mo Xiu's side didn't seem to be very good, but after scanning his spiritual sense, he found that the opponent's casualty rate was less than one-half of his own.

Two or three people died on his side, and only one on the other side died. In fact, what he sees now is a situation that has been reversed. The previous probability was about three to one. If the other party dies, three will die here!

Whether it is the Sword God, Xiao Nanchen of Wushuang Sword Sect, or the Palace Master of Feixue Palace, Xue Wu and others, they are all exhausted at this time, and they are almost at the end of the force.

Especially the young elites such as Xiaobaiyu, Mu Feng, and Xuewu have encountered extremely strong opponents. Mu Feng’s opponent is a divine body. At this time, the dark golden body of that divine body is still as usual, forcing it. Mu Feng could hardly get close.

Xue Wu was sweating like rain. Sweat beads the size of soybean grains splashed all around, desperately attacking opponents. If she hadn't left with ten thousand years of snow lotus pulp, she would have fallen.

His sight was finally locked on Zhu Ling's body. Zhu Ling was being besieged by five masters of magic repair at this time, and there were even two Dzogchens in the late stage of the realm.

Yu Yu had expected this result before. He also told Zhu Ling very clearly that once she took out the Sky Magic Mirror, she would soon become the target of the magic repair.

The monks in the realm can't stop the power of the magic mirror, so the magic cultivator will definitely unite and besiege her, or kill it in a very short time, or prevent her from having a chance to move the magic mirror.

The same is true for monks who have entered the Sejong Sect. If the opponent has an irresistible treasure, someone must join forces to encircle and suppress. This is the only way.

Therefore, on such a battlefield, holding a treasure that is too outstanding may be able to do it for a while, but if you follow it, you will face a great disaster.

Under the battle, five people besieged one of Zhu Ling, but she was not afraid at all. She could not see the slightest fear on her face, and the magic mirror above her head looked like a curse, which made people dare not dare. Approaching, once the devil repairs, they can only besieged from a distance, trapping the bamboo spirit with treasures.

"Can't fight anymore" Yu Yu looked around silently, if the time lasted for an hour, the number of deaths would double. In other words, it looks like 50,000 people have died now, if it lasts a long time, maybe another 100,000 people will die.

The big monk may be fine, at most it is seriously injured, self-cultivation, but low-level disciples can't keep it. In that way, 200,000 people would be knocked out of 150,000.

Even the other party will die more than half, so what?

A loud noise came from the direction of Bang Zhuling's battle circle.

Yu Yu dodged a flash, and then escaped into the circle of battle. A golden light flashed, and the magic repairs that were trapped in the surrounding bamboo spirits directly shook out.

"Yu Yu, what are you doing..."

"Bold..."

"Yu Yu~www.wuxiaspot.com~Stop it..."

As soon as he took the shot, the cultivators of the demon cultivator who were hiding in the void quit, as soon as the cultivators of the star field came, the battle would be impossible, and it was said before that the cultivators of the star field were not allowed to participate here.

"Don't get me wrong..." Yu Yu yelled violently at the cultivator of God Realm who had already appeared above, "I won't go to war..."

"Then what are you going to do..." The magic cultivator's divine scene realm cultivator was about to make a move. The palace lord was also at a loss. He didn't know why Yu Yu couldn't make a move. He should know the truth.

"Up to now, I think it's okay..." Yu Yu's voice seemed to carry a wave of golden light, and it spread out at once, and the mighty voice fluctuated, instantly spreading within a thousand miles.

"Stop, stop both, stop both sides..."

Yu Yu's voice once again exploded over Xiaoniu Mountain, like Hong Zhong Dalu, and all those who participated in the war heard this command to stop the war like timely rain.