The Mortal Immortal

Fang Yuan gave an order, and the 20,000 Holy Land monks shouted in unison, with overwhelming power, but there was no movement from the Fuxing Army on the opposite side. Feng Zelu, the commander of the Renaissance Army, stared at Zhang Xuan who was trembling in Tang Yichen's arms, his brows frowning deeper and deeper.

Seeing the army of monks from the Holy Land pressing down on the border, Ren Fei on the side saw that Feng Zelu had not given the order yet. He not only anxiously asked for orders: "Feng Tong, the situation is about to break out. Please give the order to attack!"

Feng Zelu's hand slowly raised, and the soldiers of the Renaissance Army stared closely at Feng Zelu's raised hand. When he waved his big hand, the eleven thousand soldiers would immediately rush to kill him.

However, Feng Zelu did not lower his raised hand, and the soldiers heard this military order: "The entire army is on standby!"

Then Feng Zelu faced the charging Holy Land monks alone. Feng Zelu was in high spirits, and his powerful aura in the middle stage of Nascent Soul shook the mountains and rivers. He shouted loudly: "Wait! Don't do anything yet! Listen to me!"

Seeing Feng Zelu coming alone, Zhang Mingyu snorted: "Feng Zelu is looking for death. Let's attack him in groups and capture the commander of the Renaissance Army first. In this way, our Holy Land army is sure to win this battle!"

"wait!"

Just when Zhang Mingyu wanted to encourage several guardians to go with him to kill Feng Zelu, he was stopped by Fang Yuan, who then shouted: "The whole army stops charging! Stand by where you are!"

this!

Zhang Mingyu looked at Fang Yuan in surprise and asked, "Brother Fang, what are you doing?"

Fang Yuan looked at Zhang Mingyu and Tang Yichen and said, "Brother Zhang, don't worry. You and Brother Tang will come with me to meet Feng Zelu and see what he wants to say."

Zhang Mingyu said anxiously: "What else can this rebel say! Didn't you hear Zhang Xuan shouting, saying that there is an army from another world? This Feng Zelu probably wants to delay time and wait for the army from other world to annihilate my holy land monks together! Can’t wait!”

But Zhang Mingyu's words were of no use. Tang Yichen and Zhang Xuan had already followed Fang Yuan to see Feng Zelu.

Zhang Mingyu sighed, looked at Wang Liangkun not far away and said, "Brother Wang, I'm afraid that Feng Zelu is cheating. Come with me to take a look. No matter how strong he is, he is definitely no match for the four of us."

"good!"

After saying that, the two of them flew towards Feng Zelu at the same time.

Fang Yuan and Tang Yichen were the first to approach Feng Zelu, but when they saw Wang Liangkun and Zhang Mingyu rushing towards Feng Zelu with great momentum, Ren Fei, the commander of the Renaissance Army, couldn't stand it any longer. He called out to another Nascent Soul commander who also wanted to go to Feng Zelu. Help out. But before they could fly far beyond the Renaissance Army, they were stopped by Feng Zelu in a stern voice.

"Don't come here!"

At this time, four Holy Land Guardians surrounded Feng Zelu from four directions. Fang Yuan was shocked and alert when he saw Feng Zelu's behavior. He stared at Feng Zelu with all his attention and asked, "Commander Feng, a battle between the two armies is about to begin. What exactly do you want to say?"

Feng Zelu looked around and was surrounded by one mid-termer and three early-stagers. There was no trace of panic on his face. He locked his eyes on the half-mad Zhang Xuan and asked in a deep voice: "What did you say? Didn't you hear what Zhang Xuan shouted just now? A Nascent Soul protector turned into this in the paradise and informed the aliens The world army is approaching. At this time, instead of clarifying the situation, we are going to have our compatriots fight each other? "

"Ah!"

Zhang Mingyu roared angrily: "Feng Zelu, stop talking so high-sounding! Aren't you rebels just lackeys from another world? If there is an army from another world approaching, you should beg for mercy! You are just stalling for time so that you can wait for you. Master, come to the rescue!”

Fang Yuan allowed Zhang Mingyu to scold Feng Zelu angrily and remained silent.

Hearing this, Feng Zelu didn't have any anger on his face.

Feng Zelu said earnestly: "I was once a Holy Land Protector, and I can understand your thoughts. In your eyes, we Renaissance Army are all lackeys from another world, but..."

Fang Yuan suddenly interrupted Feng Zelu's words and snorted: "Feng Zelu, the war is about to begin, you are not going to say that the rebels are the truly awakened Yingtian clan, are you? If you make any move before the war, You are trying to shake our resolve, old friend, so I advise you to save it."

Feng Zelu nodded: "Since you don't want to listen to me, why don't we listen to what she has to say first."

Then everyone looked at the semi-mad Zhang Xuan.

Feng Zelu said: "I am very interested in what she said. I remember that you sent three Holy Land Guardians to the paradise to clean up the ghost mist, and now she is back. Don't you want to hear Zhang Xuan's explanation first?" Feng Zelu turned to Tang Yichen and said, "Yichen, how is Zhang Xuan doing now?"

Tang Yichen was stunned and subconsciously responded to Feng Zelu's words: "Zhang Xuan has a lot of alien power left in her body. Her Nascent Soul Dao Fruit is almost at risk, and her spirit is tortured by the whispers of the alien world to the point of collapse. Hey, it's hard to imagine her. What happened down there?”

Feng Zelu suggested: "Since we are all gathered here in the Nascent Soul stage, why not work together to recuperate Zhang Xuan and listen to what she has to say. This will not be a disadvantage for your Holy Land, but it will give you one more Nascent Soul." Protector. What do you think?"

"good!"

Fang Yuan was the first to agree to Feng Zelu's proposal. He also wanted to hear Zhang Xuan's words.

Seeing that Fang Yuan, who had the highest level of cultivation, agreed, and it was difficult for others to refute, everyone temporarily put aside their disputes and gathered around Zhang Xuan, instilling the majestic Nascent Soul regeneration power into her body.

The regenerative power of the Nascent Soul, the natal essence of the monks in the Nascent Soul stage, can give birth to dead people, flesh and white bones. Whether it is a broken arm or limb, or a missing organ, as long as there is a mouthful of Nascent Soul's regenerative power, it can be restored instantly.

Five great monks at the Nascent Soul stage worked hard to treat him at the same time, so even if he wanted to die, it would be difficult.

Soon, the half-crazy Zhang Xuan was stabilized by five Yuanying stage cultivators, and the Yuanying Dao fruit that was about to collapse was also saved. When Zhang Xuan regained consciousness, she looked around and couldn't help crying, shouting in fear: "They are coming! They are coming!"

Tang Yichen comforted: "Zhang Xuan, calm down! Tell us clearly, what exactly did you encounter in the paradise? What is the invasion of the alien world? Where are Lin Fan and Zhu Zhiyun?"

Zhang Xuan took a few deep breaths and barely stabilized her emotions. She wiped away her tears and told everyone the details of the changes in the paradise.

From the time they discovered the ghost fog rising, to the three of them going to the Lost Paradise Abyss together, then encountering the alien army in the Lost Paradise Abyss, to the last Lin Fan and Zhu Zhiyun covering her escape, all the details were explained clearly.