The siege of the evil way eventually ended in defeating the soldiers and completely failing.

Lu Tianyao and others joined forces with Tianheng to fight the war, but also failed to build a feat, but even the beast king also took a back-to-back, almost swallowed up by the dumplings.

But the next day, the people came back, and they made up their minds to be entangled with heaven.

This battle is also earth-shattering, and as a result, the evil people learned yesterday's lessons, not deliberately with the sky to score a victory, but to drag the balance of heaven, by the king to attack the search team.

The phantom king came from outside the square, and the world knows very little about it, only to feel that it is a strange and unknown cultivation.

He secretly called his spirit, but it was a head of the deer, the dragon with a red mane in his neck, the dragon, the lily dragon.

The dragon of the phantom king, called the emperor of the demon, the body is more than a hundred times larger than the ordinary mirage, the scales are inverse, the feet are wide, and the racial talent has been condensed, deduced to the situation of the law of communication, and the smooth promotion of the celestial step.

It only phantoms people with a faint shadow, but the real body is nothing, hidden in this circle of dozens of miles somewhere.

Under the control of the phantom king, the mirage opened its mouth, a strange mist spewing out like smoke, surrounded by phantoms, strange, and in a moment, the clouds began to form a sea tower, turning the entire battlefield into a fog-covered place.

The bungling also opened its mouth, the whale swallowed and the cannibalized, and a plume of smoke was swallowed by it, and the sky was clear and clear, and the clarity was restored.

But in this moment of delay, a path fell like a jinn of light and rain, and sprinkled it to the four sides.

“The mess!”

This is the talent of the dragon king, through the movement of heaven and earth, condenses all kinds of wonders and chaos, and kills invisibly.

Light and rain are not real things, but the spiritual power condensed by the mind of the dragon spirit, which contains the means of spiritual attack.

“Be careful, the enemy is dead!”

“The enemy attack, the enemy attack, the enemy attack, quickly, quickly fight back!”

More than a hundred miles away, near a hill on the battlefield, a team of more than ten people's search team suddenly broke up, even pulled out the sword, and killed each other.

The spirits they called each other also frantically attacked each other, and even ate the master, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

In another mountain forest, several ten family agents also suddenly attacked the enemy.

Some people are moving towards the open space, as if there is an attacking enemy there.

These are the illusions that the dragons use the method of their thoughts and impose them on their minds, and in the world they can perceive, there is suddenly an enemy in front of them and is launching a sneak attack on them.

People can't be caught, of course, they can fight back.

In reality, all the injuries are their own.

And they think that the enemy they killed may be a big tree, a stone, or even out of thin air, in the eyes of others, in the eyes of others, inexplicably hit the air.

In the midst of such chaos, the right-hand search team will be very dead and wounded.

After the defeat of the king, he soon realized that he was not good.

He tied the Fa-print, drove the head of the bait and turned, and devoured a lot of vitality in the back.

In the frantic whale swallowing like a flying dragon, the white clouds quickly dispersed, and the light and rain that fell on the ground were also killed without a trace.

However, what is good at devouring is, after all, it is still material and vitality, and it is a practical existence.

The spiritual will, the illusory, after it is integrated into the minds of the people in the right way, is even more integrated with its cognition, and it is difficult to remove it.

Always supporting the balance of the people, and finally there is no way, can only watch hundreds of people kill each other, and soon die in the mountains.

The sky snorted coldly, the face was irritated, and now it also retaliated against the people led by the other party.

In the eyes of Lu Tianyuan and others, those imperial spirits and corpse army, originally was cannon fodder, used to consume the celestial and right forces of the chess pieces, so there is not much heartache, just to see good to receive, in and war and retreat, gradually back to the Yulu Fang array.

It is difficult to break through the big battle in a short period of time, simply sit on a mountain not far away, blocking their way out.

Tang Lao saw that he had a headache and could not help but ask Lu Tianya again: "This time, we finally succeeded in killing the search team on the right path, delaying progress, and also extinguished the celestial prestige wind, but we also lost a heavy weight, so that we can really do it?"

Lu Tianyuan said, "Believe in this seat, the mountain people have their own wonderful plan."

Although people have doubts, the loss is always only ordinary people, and there is nothing to say.

In the next few days, the battle continued.

The battlefield of the two sides of the powerful, from the perimeter of the big battle, transferred to the valley, the surrounding hills, woodlands, within a thousand miles of the range, are all in disrepair.

Their subordinates, dead and replenished, made up and died, and were always in a steady stream, as if they were never-ending.

But the result of this war is that the road that was already injured, the beast king and other people, add new wounds.

Donald also in a near-swallowed a dangerous crisis, using a precious character that he depended on to keep his life.

Ordinary deacons, disciples, and sorcerers of the two ways of cultivation, have left their lives here forever.

It is necessary to know that these are not ordinary mortals, but the monks who have entered the path of cultivation, their respective blood and blood are full, and each person's breath and blood, and the spirit is completely enough to match the ten civilians or even more.

In addition to their own qi and blood, their own spirits also have true spirits and spirits, the number of as many as 30,000.

Those zombies, demons, soldiers, and countless others.

Originally, everyone lost their lives, these blood will gradually dissipate and return to the heavens and the earth, but in the chaotic void that is difficult to detect in ordinary people, there seems to be an invisible tentacle extending from the inexplicable gray and black boundary, greedy and hungry and thirsty crazy devouring.

Gradually, the old Tang and others who were puzzled saw a few points.

Heaven seems to have seen it too.

Yuzhen, who sits in the town of Jinfeng Fang, left the people, is even more invited to the masters and spiritual monks at night to study the changes of these days.

The results derived by the right-hand leaders are surprising.

"Those evil ways are likely to be in the activation of the ritual of the blood sacrifice, with the intention of passing this method to awaken the buried ancient cultivation!"

Yu Zhen was shocked and said, “We have not seen them laid out these days...”

But he was very much in recognition of this statement, reminding: "It is also possible that the backhand that existed tens of thousands of years ago, too much to the two teachings of the heavens, may have imagined the situation of such a place of His Holiness's sleep and being besieged."

They quickly informed the sky of their own speculation, Tianheng learned that the silence for a long time, but in the end it smiled.

“This is just waiting for them to call out the two!”