I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

The war broke out.

As many people expected, the Sen Yue army began to invade the eastern territory of the Minghai clan.

The army showed an unstoppable momentum from the beginning.

Basically, the army's advancement was vigorous and invincible.

In the territories of the Dongfang clan and the Changkong clan, speculators who hoped to make a fortune through war were everywhere.

Everyone seemed to have determined that it would be a big victory, and that the Minghai clan was like fish meat, allowing the army to slaughter them!

…

"What, the White Feather Eagle tribe is still staying in the garrison, staying in the rear, and not following the army?"

Sen Se Ming opened his eyes in vain, and his body suddenly stood up, unbelievable.

Boom!

It seemed that there was a sound of volcanic eruption in his heart.

Confusion and anger almost filled his heart, making him about to explode.

How could it be? How dare you? Why?

Sen Sele on the opposite side said helplessly: "Yes, I don't know what's going on either."

You know, nowadays, everyone in Sen Yue's territory is caught in the frenzy of war. They are simply happy to hear about war and want to go all out to divide the Minghai tribe.

And the cruel means they set up are extremely secretive.

In theory, Fang Yang should not be able to find out.

But unfortunately, the White Feather Eagle tribe, like Fang Yang, retreated to the rear.

"This humble guy really has some luck, hum."

Sen Seming took a deep breath, suppressed his resentment, and said: "There is a long time to come, we will come back to settle accounts with him, let's go."

The group overturned the previous plan against the White Feather Eagle tribe.

They led the troops and followed the army to advance, ready to make achievements.

Now, the military advantage of their Eight Banners Army is far ahead of the Minghai tribe.

Such a situation is simply like a flying dragon riding on the face, and there is no possibility of retreat!

The flags are waving.

The sky is full of smoke and sand.

Water-winged wolves, wind-chasing wolves, water snake wolves...

Different wolf beast tribes obeyed Chang Ruhui's orders, running or flying in the Taihang Mountains, and followed Chang Ruhui to the front line to participate in the war.

Fang Yang stood on the top of Luoyun Mountain, looking at the scene in front of him, and was shocked.

These wolf packs are like floods passing through, and like hurricanes advancing.

They occupy every mountain road and every sky domineeringly.

What's more peculiar is that this huge number of wolf packs are actually clearly divided and advancing in an orderly manner.

It's amazing.

Even if elite soldiers are mobilized in such a hurry, accidents are inevitable.

But Fang Yang found that there was no such accident in the wolf beast tribes!

"Is this the master of the Nu Dao? He is really amazing."

"No wonder there is a saying on the battlefield that 'everything should be done first, kill the Nu Dao first'. This Nu Dao practitioner is indeed extraordinary."

Fang Yang's eyes sparkled.

He was not greedy. He had the soul of a hundred eagles, so it was not too much for him to control a hundred flying eagles at the same time to fight.

Of course, for the start of the war, Fang Yang was more looking forward to the appearance of the [Thunder Carp Essence] spiritual object on the battle merit list.

In this way, after he exchanged it with his battle merit, he could refine the [Thunder Carp Essence] spiritual object, and then transform into a Class A spiritual body in one fell swoop, making his own qualifications and bones stronger!

An hour later.

The wolf howls gradually faded, and the Taihang Mountains returned to the long-lost tranquility.

But the traces of severe trampling and destruction of mountain roads or forests showed how arrogant the wolf pack was before.

The night slowly came, and a bright moon hung in the air.

Fang Yang raised his eyes and found that although the bright moon was still half a moon, it was a little fuller than yesterday.

It seems that the night when the moon is round and perfect is not far away.

Fang Yang retracted his gaze immediately, and followed by the black water eagle, he returned to the main tent.

The main tent.

The lights flickered, and light and dark mixed.

Fang Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, silently practicing the "Slave Spirit Art" so that he could reach the realm of controlling the Hundred Eagles at will as soon as possible.

Suddenly, he frowned: "It's not my problem, but the reason of the black water eagle. This black water eagle can't suppress other flying eagles at all!"

Suddenly, he seemed to understand why there were Hundred Beast Kings, Thousand Beast Kings and Ten Thousand Beast Kings among the fierce beasts.

He also understood more why Chang Ruhui wanted to move the Zhuyan Wolf Thousand Beast King and the Zhuyan Wolf Hundred Beast King away and not leave them in Luoyun Mountain.

"This is a bit tricky, I can't call the White Feather Eagle back..." Fang Yang lowered his eyes.

He turned and looked at the black water eagle in front of him, causing the black water eagle to shudder.

…

When the cannon sounded, a thousand taels of gold were worth a lot.

While Fang Yang was practicing at Luoyun Mountain, one young genius after another rushed to the front line to hone himself.

Some people shone quickly, but some people left quickly.

The overall situation was still that the Senyue army had the upper hand and was advancing all the way.

But the earth-shaking change had already arrived!

The sky was dark.

The clouds were dense.

The monarch of the Minghai clan, "Minghai Nandu", finally took action.

He barely activated a legendary holy weapon to show its divine power.

This was a holy weapon with the appearance of a green bottle.

At that time, the sky was shining with green light, and in the blink of an eye it condensed into a Dharma image: a vigorous ancient tree that covered the sky!

The roots of this vigorous ancient tree penetrated the universe and the void. Many branches trembled continuously, causing the fallen leaves to fly, as if thousands of green spears were sent out, with overwhelming power.

Facing the holy weapon, even Qingkong, Jiang Zunjian, Chen Kui, Dongfang Mobai and other Dao-level geniuses could not compete head-on.

"I really can't accept it..." Li Yang was extremely unwilling before his death.

He had not really defeated Fang Yang once, but he and his colleagues fell under the green spear.

Li Yang, Cheng Ningjin...

Under such an offensive, one genius after another, one strong man after another fell.

Even Sen Sele, a descendant of the Sen family, was completely destroyed!

"No——"

Sen Seming's face was hideous, and he let out a shrill cry.

He couldn't accept that his cousin Sen Sele was beaten into a bloody mist and died in front of him.

His heart seemed to be entangled by a python, and it hurt more and more, so much that he couldn't breathe.

Why is this happening?

Sen Seming didn't understand, he didn't understand it at all.

Why did Minghai Nandu dare to sacrifice the holy weapon? Wasn't he really afraid that it would be snatched away by others and never come back?

This is a holy weapon.

It is a supreme treasure that is enough to make Taoist partners turn against each other and fathers and sons kill each other!

Moreover, one of the main purposes of many saints to participate in the battle of Xuanyu is precisely because of the holy weapon!

Not to mention that there are many saints but few holy weapons in the world today.

The existence of a holy weapon can improve the strength of saints by at least 30%, and can help saints survive various disasters.

How many saints want to obtain holy weapons but still use ordinary Yuanqi to fight against the enemy.

So every holy weapon is extremely precious!

But no matter how terrified Sen Seming was, it happened.

That day.

The Senyue army was forced to stop and suffered heavy losses.

When the people living in the rear learned about the battle situation, it was like a huge stone thrown into the lake, causing a huge wave and an uproar!

The deeper the night, the smoother the thoughts.

Sometimes, the green caterpillar even doubts whether Earth OL uses one regional server for each country.

That is, the fewer awake people there are, the smoother the Internet speed will be.

. . . The main article below will be released at 08:00 tomorrow morning, so you don’t have to wait.