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A red ring flew towards Wang Changsheng's location, and with a flicker, it arrived in front of the yellow shield.

The yellow shield was shattered by one blow, and the red ring struck Wang Changsheng.

"Changsheng be careful."

Wang Yaozong reacted the fastest, pushing Wang Changsheng, Wang Changsheng fell to the ground, and the red ring pierced through Wang Yaozong's body.

Wang Yaozong's pupils shrank, he looked down at his chest, there was a blood hole, and the blood flowed non-stop.

His body softened and he fell down.

"Second Uncle!"

Wang Changsheng was distraught, shouted, and rushed towards Wang Yaozong.

Wang Yaozong was not dead yet, his blood flowed continuously, his face was pale, and his breath was sluggish.

"Elixir, Er Bogong, you will be fine."

Wang Changsheng was in a hurry and wanted to take out the medicinal herbs to treat Wang Yaozong.

Wang Yaozong's blood-stained right hand grabbed Wang Changsheng's arm, and said intermittently: "Changsheng, I... can't do it, you must... must return to Qinglian Mountain safely, family... ...the family will rely on ..."

Before he could finish his words, he breathed out.

Wang Changsheng was distraught, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

If Wang Yaozong hadn't pushed him, he would have died.

The battle continued, and many monks from Song and Wei were killed or injured.

At this moment, a heavy horn sounded, followed by a heavy drum sound.

"withdraw troops!"

Chen Tianming and the red-shirted youth gave orders to their companions at the same time. Both sides were unwilling to take back the talisman and returned to their respective camps.

Wang Changsheng put away Wang Yaozong's body and followed Chen Tianming and others back to Xianyuan City.

His heart was heavy, he thought it would be okay to act like he did, but he didn't expect that the second uncle would die in the first battle.

On the wall of Xianyuan City, Zhao Yunxiao and others looked a little ugly.

The reason why they withdrew their troops was because the reinforcements from the Shu Kingdom had arrived. There were thousands of people, and thousands of people were sitting on two cyan giant pythons and a cyan giant boat.

If they continued to fight, the Song Kingdom would have to increase their troops, the Qi refining cultivators and the foundation-building cultivators would be all out, and the cultivators at the stage of forming pills would go into battle in person.

"The reinforcements from the Kingdom of Shu arrived so soon? The soldiers are very fast, and I knew that the war should have started yesterday."

"Who would have thought that the reinforcements from the State of Shu would arrive so quickly, and I don't know what the five sects of the State of Wei did to benefit, that the State of Shu actually dispatched troops so quickly."

"Forget it, stick to waiting for help."

The four sects sent people to count the number of people and let them go back to their respective homes.

Back in the bamboo building, Wang Changsheng counted the number of people, and his heart was very heavy.

In today's battle, in addition to Wang Yaozong, seven people of the Qi refining period died, three were seriously injured, six were slightly injured, and suffered heavy losses.

"Seventh Uncle, haven't you practiced before? Why is the loss so serious?"

Wang Changsheng asked with a gloomy face, Wang Yaohuan was among the seven dead clansmen.

"The disciples of Yulingmen released too many spirit beasts and birds. It was different from our fight in Baiyunling. It was fine at first, but after a few foundation-building cultivators fought, Twelfth Uncle and the others were unfortunately killed."

Wang Mingzhong was in a very sad mood. He thought that he had practiced beforehand and would not lose too much. Who would have thought that more than half of them would be killed or injured on the first day.

"Humans are not as good as heaven, and the seriously injured clansmen should take good care of them."

Wang Changsheng gave Wang Mingzhong 1,000 spiritual stones to buy healing medicine pills, and the other clansmen stayed in the bamboo building.

He took the identity token of the Yuling Sect disciple and exchanged one thousand points at the Sundry Hall. He did not save the points, but exchanged a bottle of Yangshen Dan and three second-order talismans, two thousand-needle talismans and one Earth escape.

Back at the residence, Wang Changsheng took out the storage bag of the Yulingmen disciple and poured out all the contents.

There are six magical instruments, two middle-grade instruments, one low-grade defensive instrument, more than 2,000 spirit stones, a dozen first-order spirit talismans, and a large number of bottles and jars, one of which is affixed to a blue porcelain bottle. A piece of red paper with Spirit Feeding Pill written on it.

Lingling Pill is a kind of medicinal pill specially used to feed spirit beasts. It is said that spirit beasts and birds often take Lingling Pill, which is good for advancement.

Wang Changsheng took off the cork of the bottle, and there were three feeding pills inside.

As for other porcelain bottles and wooden jars, there are either insect eggs or first-order spiritual insects.

Wang Changsheng collected these things according to the classification, refining the two metallic flying swords obtained.

In a short period of time, his cultivation will not improve, and if he controls one more magic weapon, he will have a better chance of winning against the enemy.

In a grand hall, Li Haifeng and other eight cultivators were discussing something.

The eight sects of Wei and Shu joined forces, and each of the three sects in the state of Shu sent more than 300 monks. The leading monks in the formation stage were Qu Xiong from the Poison Gu Sect, Ye Ying from the Five Poison Sect, and Wei Nantian from the Poison Dragon Sect. The highest cultivation base was Qu Xiong. Xiong, Qidan seven layers.

"Fellow Daoist Qu, you've come just in time. With your help, it's just around the corner to take down the Song Kingdom."

Li Haifeng said with a smile, Song Guo is too fat, even if Wei Guo can swallow it, it will be hated by others. Maybe someone will stab in the back one day. The country has drawn in, sharing interests and sharing risks.

There are only three sects in the state of Shu, and even if the state of Song is conquered, the state of Wei will be able to gain the majority.

"Daoyou Li, the five sects of the Song state will definitely not sit still. Maybe the fourth sect of the Song state has already asked for help from the state of Chu or other countries. Let's fight quickly! The longer the war drags on, the greater our losses."

"This is natural. With your support, we will continue to fight tomorrow. The Song Dynasty's five sects have recruited many immortal clans, but they are not strong enough to fight a few more battles to break their confidence."

Qu Xiong turned his eyes and said, "This is no problem, but the red copper mine in Yizhou can be handed over to our three sects! We don't know how long this battle will take. Go for a run!"

Li Haifeng frowned slightly, and Chuanyin discussed with Guangdong Ren.

After a while, Li Haifeng smiled and said, "No problem, but in the next battle, you have to do more. Our disciples suffered serious casualties and reinforcements have not yet arrived."

"Well, it's up to us. Please arrange for someone to hand over it to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

Qu Xiong agreed and urged.

Shu people are more realistic, and the benefits they get are real.

Early the next morning, a heavy bell rang again~www.wuxiaspot.com~Wang Changsheng had already been on the battlefield yesterday, and beheaded a foundation-building cultivator, without having to go to the battlefield, thanks to his protection, Wang Mingzhong and others do not have to go to the battlefield.

Wang Changsheng hesitated for a moment, then walked up to the city wall to watch the battle.

This battle is more tragic than yesterday. With the participation of the three sects of the state of Shu, the strength of the state of Wei has greatly increased. The three sects of the state of Shu are good at using poison. The monk will turn into a pool of blood.

This is not to mention that the spirit beasts or spirit insects released by the monks of the Shu country can spit venom, which is very corrosive. With the attack of the magic weapon, many monks of the Song country died tragically in the hands of the monks of the Shu country.

The cultivator of Song country threw away his helmet and armor, and within half an hour of the battle, most of them were killed and injured and had to return to Xianyuan City.

The dark cloud of failure shrouded the hearts of all monks.

In the next month, the cultivators of Wei State fought almost every day. If Song State did not fight, they would attack Xianyuan City. With the protection of the third-order formation, it was not a problem to block the attacks of hundreds of immortal cultivators. The rank formation consumes too many spiritual stones, and most importantly, allowing the monks from Wei and Shu to attack the formation has a great impact on the morale of the monks in Song.