Chapter 619

"No, again?"

Yan Zhaoge turned his eyelids. The situation was similar to that when he arrived at Canghai world twice before.

Ah Hu and Feng Yunsheng can't help but squint at Yan Zhaoge.

"Young master, how can we go where the war is going?" Ah Hu asked, grinning.

"How can I know?" Yan Zhaoge replied angrily

A little better than last time, our party did not fall directly in the middle of the battlefield this time, and faced attacks from both sides.

However, the current war is more fierce than the previous conflicts between guilingzong and qingsnake island.

The belligerents have completely fought out the real fire, killing blood into a river. Yan Zhaoge and others can see the corpses everywhere.

Blood accumulated on the ground, has tended to dry up, like a black mud.

In the sky, the warriors in the realm of great master are fighting fiercely, which makes the wind rise and clouds rise and the sky collapses.

On the ground, there are martial artists with lower accomplishments. They are also fighting fiercely. The scene is even more tragic.

In the distance, the horizon is shining brightly, and the powerful power that shakes people's hearts is constantly surging. Yan Zhaoge's eyebrows are slightly raised, and it feels that there are strong people in the realm of martial Saint fighting there.

Although thousands of miles away, Yan Zhaoge and others can feel the earth shaking under their feet.

My Lord and Beiming are all in silence. Yanzhaoge carefully looks at the two sides who are fighting in front of him.

For Yan Zhaoge, the cultivation strength of the people in front of him is not very high, but he can see a lot of things.

Feng Yunsheng and a Hu watched for a while, and their expressions were solemn.

"The upper reaches of the world are really extraordinary. In addition to being more spiritual, most of the martial arts here are excellent." "Ah Hu murmured," I don't know the root of these people at present, but their martial arts are not comparable to those of the first and second class forces, even if they are not as good as the holy land

Feng Yun Sheng thought for a moment: "according to the old song of Zhao song," the essence of inheritance before the big break is still missing, but it is more complete and more preserved than the eight polar world. "

"There is even an unbroken tradition like Youming holy religion. The level of martial arts here is higher than that of the eight polar world."

She looked around: "there is so much aura here. There are many natural materials and land treasures. The resources are also much richer than the eight pole world."

Ah Hu looks at the warring parties: "one of them is orderly in advance and retreat. It seems that he feels like a soldier..."

Yan Zhaoge didn't speak. He felt the same way.

I saw a group of Armored Warriors gathered together. Although the cultivation realm was not so outstanding, they formed a formation with huge Qi and blood, attacking the enemy like Mount Tai.

All the people are focused on one place. Quantitative change causes qualitative change. It is clear that they are jointly exerting some kind of powerful battle formation.

Thousands of body builders formed a battle formation and joined forces to defeat a group of enemies in the opposite patriarchal realm!

On the other hand, there are great masters of martial arts. If the force sweeps across, thousands of people can't resist the battle.

But in this army, there are not only those who practice martial arts, but also a large number of martial arts masters.

Under their guidance, the battle formation played a stronger role, and at the same time, it also fed back to these martial masters. Both sides worked together to fight against the big rival in front of them.

There are more than one such battle formation. Under the leadership of the leader, several battle formations are combined, and the strength is continuously increasing.

Although there is a limit to the strength of the battle formation, the opponent is only the Grand Master of the spirit level, and he was pushed back by the torrent of steel for a while.

On the other side of the army, there are also great masters and powerful men who lead the army and help each other in battle. The fighters who fight against each other can't resist them.

Yan Zhaoge looks at this scene calmly.

The higher the realm of cultivation is, the more difficult it is for a person to try to win in accordance with the many.

Because there are not many battlefields, which can hold hundreds of powerful warriors.

Let alone wusheng, it's hard for great masters to form a joint force.

It seems that it is rare for me to fight against the devil with the force of four people, including Yandi and old man mo.

However, the formation of Taiyi's broken que is also the formation of four people.

However, when everyone's level is relatively low, a large number of low cultivation martial artists form a group, and it is possible to make up for the gap in cultivation realm with quantity. This scene is the best interpretation.

Glancing at the whole audience, Yan Zhaoge's line of sight suddenly slightly solidified: "huh? Happy to open the door, better than I expected... "

The situation is not clear, even the identities of the warring parties are not clear. Yan Zhaoge had no intention of interfering in the war, but after the war subsided a little, he would catch someone to ask for information.

But when he looked carefully, he suddenly found a middle-aged man in black.

Although the middle-aged man in black has been the cultivation of the great master realm, the other side also has a great master leader in armor who looks like a school captain staring at him.

Outnumbered by the crowd, the middle-aged man in black was in immediate danger. When Yan Zhaoge found him, he was being shot in the chest!

The reason why Yan Zhaoge attracted his attention was that he was dressed in the same clothes as Liang Zhichao, the dark warrior who died in the Dragon tomb.

This is probably also a dark warrior.

On the battlefield, in the face of the enemy's array, the dark warrior's side has begun to rout and flee.

The middle-aged man in black was shot and fell to the ground. A young man in brocade beside him was shocked. He hurriedly took him on his back and ran away.

Seeing that the enemy began to break up, the armored army also broke up, and began to pursue and kill each other's fleeing enemy. For them, the leader of the other side was all meritorious.

Young people in royal guards fly all the way through mountains and mountains carrying middle-aged people in black.

I don't know how long he escaped. There was no one in front of him. He just wanted to stop and take a breath. Suddenly there was a thundering voice behind him.

The young royal guards looked back in horror, and saw a great master leading the team, and a group of armored fighters had caught up.

The other side looked at the middle-aged man in black behind him, with a smile on his face: "the traitor of the dark sect is more valuable than other traitors."

The enemy's iron hooves came in front of him. The young man in royal guards turned white and looked desperate. "Am I going to die here today?"

He had a flower in front of his eyes.

Those armed men in armor also saw a flower in front of them, but they found that there was a handsome young man in a white robe and a blue shirt with a black edge on the outside, standing in front of their goal.

They fall down with their swords and guns. They don't move at all. They just stand quietly with their hands behind their backs.

At the next moment, all the warriors in armour will fly out and breathe blood. They will die.

Yan Zhaoge looked as usual. He turned to look at the middle-aged man in black who had been seriously injured and comatose. Then he turned his eyes to the young man in royal guards who was still a little confused: "are you also the descendant of the dark clan?"