Cultivation of immortality breaks the sky

The only thing that made them unhappy was that Lu Yun had such a big appetite that he took 50% of the "Immortality Orders" out of all the spoils by himself.

Despite their constant negotiations, threats and inducements, Lu Yun still refused to give in, and they finally had no choice but to compromise.

Fortunately, Lu Yun only took away 50% of the "Immortality Orders". If Lu Yun dared to take all 50% of the spoils, then there would be no room for negotiation on this matter.

After reaching the final consensus, Lu Yun began to rearrange things. He first smiled and bowed to several elders who had reached the great perfection of foundation building.

"My dear seniors, I am right. I will assign you a task. In the next battle, you must closely protect the leaders of your respective forces.

That is to say, Yin Ping, Wan Jianyi, Zhuo Bufan, Ye Lingtian, Sun Wuji, and Tong Xuanfeng, the six of them must protect the absolute safety of our high-level commanders."

Several elders who had reached the great perfection of foundation building curled their lips, still feeling dissatisfied with Lu Yun's refusal to give in on the "Fighting for Immortality Order".

However, although they were unwilling, they also knew that the upcoming battle would be extremely fierce, Yun Jian curled his lips and said.

"Lu Yun, just be at peace. We would have done the same thing even if you didn't tell us."

At this moment, Miss Yun seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked in confusion, "Two uncles, have you seen Uncle Chu?"

Yun Jian and Yun Shang shook their heads, and then Yun Jian asked, "Isn't Junior Brother Chu with you? Why do you ask this?"

Miss Yun was puzzled after hearing this: "That's strange, when we first arrived, it was Uncle Chu who picked us up, but we had some unpleasantness, and in the end he left alone.

We didn't find Uncle Chu when we returned to the base. I thought you had some urgent business and called him away, but now it seems that's not the case."

Lu Yun spoke at the right time: "At that time, the monks from the East Sea had not yet surrounded him. Logically, he should not have been captured by the monks from the East Sea, but his strange disappearance is indeed strange."

At this moment, Yun Shang suddenly thought of something and said, "Maybe he touched some ancient formation and was trapped inside. There is such a record in the sect's classics.

After hearing this, Yun Jian and Miss Yun nodded in agreement. This was the only explanation that made sense at the moment. They then agreed to look for it more carefully when they returned.

Lu Yun then smiled and said, "Don't worry, your uncle and brother Chu Yunfei should be fine.

At the moment, our focus is still on dealing with the East Sea monks in the Barbarian Cultivation Camp."

Then he continued, “Yin Ping, immediately send a large number of spies to find out the news about the Barbarian Cultivator Camp and the Demon Cultivator Camp.

It is time for us to set off. I hope the barbarian cultivators can still hold on. The scouts must be quick. If we find something wrong, we will have to retreat quickly."

Yin Ping also realized the seriousness of the matter. He clasped his fists and immediately went downstairs to make arrangements.

Then Lu Yun continued, "Wan Jianyi, the patrol mission along the way is now handed over to you. You must ensure the absolute safety of our area within a radius of ten thousand miles.

As long as any cultivator is found in this range, no matter which side they are from, they will all be captured. If they are cultivators from the East China Sea, they will be killed on the spot.

If we are sure they are from the Barbarian or Demonic camp, we will temporarily control them and release them after we engage the enemy."

Wan Jian nodded and responded, then went downstairs to make arrangements.

Then Lu Yun smiled and said, "Okay, that's about it. Zhuo Bufan, Ye Lingtian, Sun Wuji, Tong Xuanfeng, you all get ready immediately. We'll set off right away."

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, but at this moment in the barbarian camp area, the two sides had already started a real fight, with corpses everywhere and rivers of blood, just like hell on earth.

Fighting was taking place everywhere. Some were fighting the enemy with battle formations, some were attacking and defending with formations, and some were relying on their high level of cultivation to fight against the other masters.

The two sides have been fighting for almost three days in a row, but there is still no sign of stopping, and the situation is even getting more intense.

The degree of tragedy in the barbarian camp was countless times higher than that in the righteous camp. If it weren't for Lu Yun in the righteous camp, who rescued the disciples of the six major forces at the critical moment and made the six major forces united as one.

The consequence is obvious: the entire army will be annihilated. Not only that, but it will not cause much harm to the monks of the East China Sea.

But with Lu Yun, the outcome was reversed. Not only did the six major forces of the righteous camp become unprecedentedly united, but they also eliminated all the East China Sea monks of the righteous camp one by one.

At this moment, the mysterious young master of the East China Sea took a flying boat and escaped to the East China Sea base camp in the barbarian camp in one breath.

At this moment, in the barbarian camp, in a cave of the East China Sea base camp, a young man in ordinary green clothes was frowning and discussing something with his subordinates.

Obviously there was something tricky going on, but even so, he still gave people the feeling of a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, with his spiritual power restrained to the extreme.

It gives people the feeling that once they fight against this person, they will lose all confidence. It is extremely terrifying.

The young man in green suddenly sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power outside. After sensing it carefully, a smile finally appeared on his face and he laughed out loud.

"Wenbin has finished his work, let's go out and greet him."

After the flying boat came to a steady stop, the young master left the boat with his subordinates, who looked like defeated roosters.

At this moment, the man in blue, leading a group of his subordinates, had already arrived outside the flying boat. Looking at the young master, he always felt that something seemed to be wrong.

However, he did not think about their defeat. After all, they already had a rough idea of ​​the number of monks from the three major camps within the encirclement, and the righteous camp had at most four or five hundred thousand monks.

But Wen Bin brought with him nearly one million East China Sea cultivators, who would crush the righteous cultivators to death.

He smiled and said enthusiastically: "Wenbin, you have worked really hard on this trip. We are also in a passive situation at the moment. You came at the right time.

We will unite our forces and wipe out this extremely hateful group of barbarian cultivators in one fell swoop. Each of these guys has a good body training technique and is as hard as a stone in a toilet."

After hearing what the man in blue said, the young master named Wenbin was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into, but he had to speak up.

Then, the young master named Wenbin bent his knees and knelt down in front of the young man in blue, stammering.

"Master Feng, I am ashamed of your trust. We have failed on this trip, completely and utterly."

The blue-clothed young man, Feng Shao, who had long felt something was wrong, gradually turned cold and began to question.

"Why did we fail? Could it be that our information was wrong? The number of monks in the righteous camp is not just 400,000 or 500,000, but much more than you."

Wen Bin lowered his head in shame and said, "Our information is very accurate. There are about 400,000 monks in the righteous camp."