Chapter 863

"Alone?"

"The tower looks a little unusual. Ha ha, it's a false alarm."

"This trial really doesn't seem to have any flower heads. It should be the easiest trial we have ever met."

The demon friars of the Tongtian battle regiment laughed and turned their heads one after another. However, at this time, Yu Guangzhong saw a purple smoke rising from the tower and piercing the clouds!

In an instant, the magic smoke had gathered!

To be exact, what soared from the tower is no longer the original magic Luo fairy smoke of Jiulong Jun, but the brand-new Battle Road smoke of cannon fodder camp after subtle refining and transformation. Unless he is a confidant of Jiulong Jun, or an old subordinate who has followed him for many years, he can never see the relationship between Zhandao Yunyan and Moruo Xianyan in the cannon fodder camp.

In the twinkling of an eye, a battle cloud 80 feet thick and more than a hundred miles long and wide appeared over Guangtian Pusheng.

Another hundred mile battle cloud! Under the deep purple cloud haze, there is a blood colored smoke, which blocks out the sky and the sun. In fact, it is not lost to the battle cloud of Tongtian battle group!

Almost just a moment of hesitation, nearly 300 monks of the Tongtian battle group put away their doubts and confusion. When no one ordered, they turned around and faced the rapidly approaching purple and red battle clouds!

With the training accomplishment of the Tongtian battle group, how can we not find that the purple and red battle clouds coming from behind them are the real thorny enemy. The previous sense of danger came from this cloud of war.

In an instant, the purple and red battle cloud was less than a hundred steps away from the battle cloud of the Tongtian battle group!

The night wind roared, the purple clouds rolled, and the blood smoke scattered, revealing the faces hidden under the cloud and smoke of the battle path, just like a strong man who does not anger King Kong!

The 216 flesh friars who have obviously experienced countless blood and fire washes, their eyes are full of arrogance and arrogance, but when they look at them again, they find that their eyes are incomparably quiet, like a sea pool wrapped in storms, standing between heaven and earth day after day, year after year.

Two hundred and sixteen friars of the cannon fodder camp rode on 216 treasure elephants with strong breath. Among them, more than half of the friars of the cannon fodder camp had their breath stabilized above the heavens, and only more than eighty people remained in the Tao Lun territory. Even so, these 80 or so cannon fodder camp brothers are already masters of the fourth level of the Tao wheel. They only need the last chance to synthesize the four perfect virtues into the four heavens and refine the avenue of the heavens, so as to break through the realm of the heavens!

Compared with the other 130 or so brothers of zhutianjing cannon fodder camp, the three leaders, Wang Hu, red beard and Li Xiaochen, have extraordinary morality and far-reaching artistic conception. They have their own magic and valuable looks. They are far ahead in their cultivation and Taoism. They are the three leaders of the cannon fodder camp, who are now known as the chaos of the Outland.

Looking at the cannon fodder camp masters looming in the battle clouds, everyone on Guangtian Pusheng's side clenched their fists, and their faces looked excited, expectant and nervous.

Especially those little Dharma Masters who had previously denied Luo Chuan, at this time, their faces were red and their hearts were shaking!

Among the friars in the cannon fodder camp, there are more than half of the heaven masters! There are more than 130 heaven masters. What's this concept? Put it in the chaotic soil in Outland. It's a whole 136 demon Shuai! Put it in Guangtian Pusheng, there are more than 130 little Dharma Masters!

Although most of them have just broken through the realm of the heavens and become Taoists, they are still a certain distance away from the little Dharma Masters present, but they also have a strong power of the Tao of the heavens, and they are still terrible physical power. What's more, all kinds of signs show that the first three giant men have just broken through the realm of the heavens. The degree of cohesion of their ability to cultivate Taoism and the power of the heavens is much higher than that of the other monks, and they are not far from the little Dharma and Taoists present.

Such a powerful force! He was controlled by such a true Taoist monk as Luochuan! No wonder he can become the emperor of Tianluo demon!

In an instant, two war clouds shrouding the river and the sky and the moon were only 50 steps apart.

The same depth, the same length and width. In the clouds of war, there are also powerful friars with rich experience in refining flesh, fighting methods and random warfare. In addition to the reputation, the Tongtian battle regiment is far ahead, everything on both sides is equal!

The demon friars of the Tongtian battle regiment are all focused and ready to go. Their energy and spirit are at the peak, and their eyebrows are haunted with strong self-confidence.

In the cannon fodder camp, a sneer suddenly appeared on Wang Hu's cold face.

Red beard and Li Xiaochen on one side also sneered, and the other more than 200 cannon fodder camp brothers also laughed.

There are only two situations to laugh in the face of war, either collective stupidity or absolute self-confidence.

Through the smiles of the brothers in the cannon fodder camp, the demon friars of the Tongtian battle regiment saw a thick contempt and disdain. They were stunned and immediately became angry!

But at this time, something unexpected happened to the Tongtian battle group!

The purple and red battle clouds wrapped in the cannon fodder camp suddenly rolled up. In the twinkling of an eye, they spread and spread, more than doubled in size, with a width of more than 200 Li and still spreading!

Everyone was stunned!

The cloud and smoke of war is almost the most intuitive expression of the combat power of a battle group, representing their level of strength. Although the real strength always changes and fluctuates, it is not much different.

The battle path of the cannon fodder battalion and the Tongtian battle regiment was almost the same. It is unknown who wins or loses between the two sides.

At present, the battle path of the cannon fodder camp has been expanded to more than twice that of the Tongtian battle group. The strength gap is clear at a glance and has almost been overwhelming!

Boom!

Thunder roared, landslides and river cracks. A thousand feet of Taoist Qi column flashed between heaven and earth, but it was the image of Qi driven by Taoist Qi during the confrontation between the two battle groups!

Compared with the ease of the friars of the cannon fodder camp, each of the Tongtian battle regiment clenched their teeth and was sweating, with a strong shock and incredible in their eyes.

The number of members of the regiment in front of them was obviously smaller than them, but they were almost out of breath. In the face of the cannon fodder camp, the Tongtian battle regiment fell into a complete disadvantage as if Guangtian Pusheng had faced them before.

Boom!

Another loud noise!

The huge pillar of Taoist power broke at the sound of the sound, and in a twinkling, it was broken into countless pieces and flowed in all directions.

The water of the river rises high and is boiled into water vapor by Taoist hot air in mid air. It is like smoke, steaming and floating up to the sky, and also washing away the dark red brilliance between the clouds.

The moonlight shed light on the universal saint.

In the excited eyes of Guangtian Pusheng friars, the friars of Tongtian battle regiment retreated together and swayed around. Some spit blood at their mouths, some break their arms, and their arrogant look disappeared.

"Gather together! Don't panic! Everybody calm down! Quickly put the nine dynasties Juyuan Jue Zong array!"

The tall and burly leader of the Tongtian battle regiment shouted angrily, a jade box appeared in his left palm and waved a blood red flag in his right hand.

WOW!

The friars of the Tongtian battle regiment, who were already close to collapse, quickly gathered together, and a circular white aperture rose from the soles of their feet and brushed their flesh over and over again.

Under the secret method of the Tongtian battle regiment, the demon friars' injuries were repaired quickly, their breath was rising, and their essence and spirit gradually recovered to the peak, even to a higher level.

In the twinkling of an eye, the demon friars of the Tongtian battle regiment rallied and set up a mysterious battle array. Their breath rose ten times higher than before, and the battle clouds on their heads also spread significantly, chasing the battle clouds of the cannon fodder camp!

Seeing this, the hearts of Guangtian Pusheng hung up again.

In the face of the suddenly increased strength of the Tongtian battle regiment, the cannon fodder camp friars looked as usual, and each face was still arrogant and uninhibited. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and full of disdain.

Li Xiaochen sneered, and a small white flag appeared in the palm of his hand: "left string moon, no light, grab light!"

When the voice fell, the moonlight immediately gathered on his head and spread backward. A team of cannon fodder camp friars behind him quickly changed formation.

"Break the army star, destroy the sun and sacrifice the soul!" red beard also took out a purple flag and made a move in the air. The dense starlight fell from the sky and poured into a group of cannon fodder camp friars on the left.

The light of the stars and the moon reflect each other, and the sky and the night are all equipped with cannon fodder camp to absorb it.

A huge dark shadow rose from above the cannon fodder camp, like a demon, like a star and moon, surging and crashing into the sky battle group opposite.

At the same time, after setting up the Juyuan Jue Zong array of nine dynasties, the Tongtian battle group also began to attack.

The dense clouds quickly gathered and turned into a thousand foot flying boat in mid air. On the boat stood four golden Jiaxian demons and crashed into the cannon fodder camp.

In an instant, the two offensives collided.

Boom!

The thousand foot flying boat broke at the waist, and the four golden Jiaxian demons were cut into eight pieces by the white robed sword immortal method flying out of the dark shadow and fell into the river.

In the Tongtian battle group, people vomited blood, their faces were as white as paper, their eyes were dim, but they were all wounded.

The tall and strong demon leader, who was led by him, bit his teeth and took out the jade box and command flag. Before he gave orders again, the figure in front of him flashed. The magnificent monk with black robed blood armor and cold scar face walked leisurely and appeared in front of him.

"You..." the demon friar stared. He never thought that the leader of the other party dared to leave the big army and walk into the Tongtian battle group alone.

Before he said anything, the jade box and flag in his hand were torn to pieces by Wang Hu.

"Tongtian battle regiment?"

Wang Hu's face was expressionless. He took a knife and cut the demon in front of him into two pieces. He raised his knife and drank coldly: "attack!"

Boom!

The cannon fodder battalion launched an offensive again, and the Tongtian battle group fell like a mountain, fell into a city and retreated one after another. In the twinkling of an eye, it had been defeated and retreated for thirty miles, and this was only the result of the three attacks of the cannon fodder battalion.

The huge gap in strength between the two sides has clearly appeared in front of everyone.

The monks of Guangtian Pusheng were boiling with blood. From elder sun and little Dharma Masters down, everyone showed excitement and surprise, as well as the relieved burden of suffering and waiting in despair and finally waiting for hope.

The demonic friars of the Tongtian battle group who were defeated in a panic were full of incredible faces, red eyes and looked at each other. They couldn't believe that they would fall into the disadvantage.

In the world, a battle group defeated the top three Tongtian battle group when its number was inferior. Who would believe it?