The founder of Shenxiao Mountain once integrated the three major divine thunders, but later disciples were unable to do so. Therefore, the sect was divided into three schools, which practiced the three major divine thunders of Zhanxie, Wugou and Taiyin respectively.

After so many years of inheritance, the monks among the three major factions could not help but have differences, but when the Civil War broke out, these differences were no longer important.

Now that all the masters from Shenxiao Mountain have appeared, they are united and united, and they are truly unstoppable!

I saw thunder exploding in the night, and electric snakes dancing wildly! First, the lunar thunder invaded the Tongtian River, making the originally clear Tianhe True Water turbid. The power of the True Water seemed to have encountered a powerful enemy, and the end of the long river was forced to divide into several

Thousands of tributaries fought with these strange black thunder and lightning.

Immediately afterwards, the Wushou Divine Thunder rushed into the "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation" and soon stirred up thousands of rays of light, turning the golden bow, silver halberd, divine pestle, treasure file, golden bottle, and flying sword that were transformed into the true water of the Tianhe River.

After a while, the immortal weapons were shattered into pieces, turned into water again, and fell from the sky.

With the help of the experts from Shenxiao Mountain, Bei Mingjing's pressure has been greatly reduced.

She no longer had to defend blindly. At this time, the technique was activated. With a finger, the "Su Xin Ruler" went upstream and rushed straight towards the Tianhe City army upstream.

Also casting the spell with her was Zuo Lin.

The evil-killing god's thunder roared like a dragon, galloping thousands of miles, directly attacking the Tianhe City military camp!

Facing the joint attack of the two sub-sages, even if Master Ling'ao had Tong Tianhe to help him, he would not be able to confront him head-on, let alone the masters from Nanxuan below who were watching eagerly.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, we have done it once and the goal has been achieved."

Master Ling'ao's mind was racing with thoughts, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, he waved the "Eight Desolate Tianhe Flag" in his hand and shouted: "Everyone obeys the order and holds the positions of the 'Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation'. The army covers each other and retreats backwards."

"yes!"

All the major generals were at the level of the Tribulation Realm. They were not at all confused at this time. They each waved their flags and passed on the commander's orders.

Soon, the Tianhe City army responded.

Various colors of rays of light burst out in the upper reaches of the Tongtian River, but all the monks in Tianhe City cast spells together to firmly anchor the "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation". No matter how the masters of Shenxiao Mountain attacked, this formation remained firm!

At the same time, the Tongtian River stopped pouring downward, and the water rolled back, flew up into the air, and began to fly away from the Great Wall.

"Huh! Little Ling'ao, do you think I'm a man made of mud? You can come when you want and leave when you want?"

Zuo Lin snorted coldly, pinched the magic formula in his hand quickly, and accelerated the evil-killing divine thunder.

Although Bei Mingjing remained silent, he bit the tip of his tongue and put a drop of blood on his eyebrows. He saw a flash of white jade light on his forehead, and the power of Su Xin Chi in the distance suddenly increased, and its speed increased by more than 30%.

It was obvious that the two Yashengs had the intention of killing each other. To say the least, even if they couldn't kill Ling Ao, they still had to find a way to seriously injure him.

Because this is the vanguard force of the Beiming Army, and their follow-up main force will arrive soon. If they can take this opportunity to seriously injure Ling Ao, it will be a great boost to the morale of the Nanxuan Army.

brush!

Su Xinchi was the first to reach the upper reaches of the Tongtian River. He turned slightly in mid-air and released tens of thousands of icy lights, as if frost was falling from the sky and was about to freeze everyone.

Master Ling'ao didn't dare to neglect it, because the "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation" had been held back by the masters of Shenxiao Mountain, and he could only rely on his own magical powers to resist it.

"go!"

With the pinch of the magic formula in his hand, a faint blue light flashed from the back of Master Ling'ao's head, rushed into the air, and transformed into a huge treasure gourd.

The gourd exuded strange power, like a bottomless pit, absorbing all the ice and cold air in the air.

The cold air dissipated, the originally frozen river began to flow again, and the soldiers of Tianhe City who could not move were also free again.

"Quick, retreat first!"

The Tianhe Army monks who reacted all had the same idea, to withdraw one after another and make plans after reuniting with the main force of Beiming.

But they had just resumed their actions when another thunderbolt roared from the distance. It was extremely fast and reached the top of everyone's heads in just an instant.

"Evil-killing God Thunder!"

Master Ling Ao was very knowledgeable and knew that this thunder had been cultivated by Zuo Lin for thousands of years and that its power was really frightening, so he did not dare to attack him forcefully and only slapped his subordinate Ling Ao.

The latter understood immediately, turned his body, rolled up the yellow sand in the sky, condensed the shadow of a ferocious beast in mid-air, and rushed towards the divine thunder with his teeth and claws.

Rumble!

The evil-killing divine thunder fell and entangled with the black-yellow beast. It only took a moment to break through its defense. It penetrated its abdomen with great force, and then the electric snake danced wildly, completely wiping out the beast.

It was blasted into ashes.

However, although the spell was broken, it gave Master Ling'ao a chance to breathe.

The eight thick legs of Ling Ao under his seat kept paddling, avoiding the evil-killing god thunder from his left at the critical moment. At the same time, the "Eight Desolate Tianhe Flag" in his hand shook continuously, and the water from the Tongtian River poured upward,

Blocking above Tianhe City's army.

All the experts from Shenxiao Mountain came out to contain Tianhe City's "Tianhe Immortal Killing Formation".

Now Ling'ao Zhenren is one against two. Although there are millions of miles of Tongtianhe to help him, he is still struggling. Unless the Tianhe Army monks are allowed to join the battle, Nanxuan also has a large army. Once they fight, the consequences will be heavy losses.

"I accepted this mission and became the vanguard of the Beiming Army. I did not let my disciples die. Now that the goal has been achieved, it is better to take action!"

Master Ling'ao had long thought of retreating. At this moment, his skills were in motion, and he and the monks from Tianhe City cast spells to control the Tongtian River.

Above the sky, the river rolled back, forming an indestructible barrier that could only defend but not attack, covering the retreat of the army!

Bei Mingjing and Zuo Lin encountered obstacles, but instead of giving up, they became more willing to fight. Su Xinchi and Evil-Slaying God Lei stormed the Tianhe City camp, making it clear that they did not want to let Master Ling'ao leave.

But on the Jue Tian Great Wall, Wu Ci, Liu Changshou, Fan Qingzhou, Ji Sheng Demon Lord and others were completely motionless.

Because they know that the Beiming army is cunning and unpredictable, the Tianhe army is just a vanguard force, and there are unseen plots elsewhere. If all the masters are attracted to their attention, this battle will be defeated.

Wu Ci had been staring into the distance. At this moment, his lavender pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted in a low voice:

"coming!"

Not long after he gave the reminder, a crimson glow appeared out of thin air above the Great Wall!

This ray of light was extremely bright and extremely hot, as if it were another sun lighting up the endless night.

The next moment, thousands of rays of light condensed together to form a big red hand, condescendingly slapping towards the Great Wall!

The moment Wu Ci saw this palm appear, he jumped up without any hesitation.

He was high in the sky, and his magic power was concentrated, and a green ancient tree appeared above his head, more than a hundred feet high, with green light surging into the sky.

Boom!

The red palm slapped the top of the ancient tree, causing a dull loud noise.

The ancient tree trembled again and again, its branches swayed, countless residual leaves fell, and even countless fine cracks appeared on the trunk.

It was obvious that the red palm had the upper hand. Under this blow, Wu Ci's blood surged, and his face turned as pale as paper!

But the owner of that palm had no intention of pursuing the victory.

After Wu Ci was shocked, he turned his palm back into the air and slapped it out again, hitting the million-mile ice road.

boom!

Amidst the loud noise, cracks appeared on the surface of the ice, faintly revealing a red glow, which seemed to have penetrated into the ice surface and began to destroy the ice aura inside.

"No, retreat first!"

When Zuo Lin saw the big red hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he gave the order to retreat almost without hesitation.

The masters of Shenxiao Mountain all obeyed his orders, and without any hesitation after hearing the words, they all collected their skills and fell from the air.

Just as everyone started to take action, the Million Miles of Ice Avenue could not hold on any longer and broke apart in mid-air, turning into ice fragments of different sizes and falling from the mid-air.

"Let's go too!"

Bei Mingjing still wanted to pursue the Tianhe Army alone, but was pulled by Zuo Lin. He fled the light and returned to the Great Wall in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Master Ling'ao also breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the Tianhe army to retreat.

This is the end of the first round of fighting between Nan Xuan and Bei Ming. Both sides have reached the end. It is not so much a battle as a test of each other.

Wu Ci took away the ancient tree and returned to the Great Wall with a solemn expression.

"It's Dan Yangsheng, he's here."

"Danyangsheng!"

The faces of the sub-sages from all the major forces became solemn when they heard this name.

In the distance, yellow sand filled the sky, dust was flying, and the Beiming army gradually appeared in outline, like eight giant dragons, penetrating the sky and the earth, swaying and shining!

All kinds of spiritual beasts and chariots cleared the way, flattening the mountains and rivers, filling up the lakes and seas, and the war drums were thunderous and deafening!

A middle-aged man's voice came from afar: "Fellow Taoists from Nanxuan, are you okay?"

Just when the decisive battle between the North and the South was about to break out, inside the Great Wall, above a hidden river.

The void suddenly trembled, green light gathered, and flowed erratically. After a moment, a figure in gray clothes appeared.

After Liang Yan appeared, he looked at the river below, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking thoughtful.

"This is not the first time Beiming's army has invaded. They have all failed before. One of the very important reasons is the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation'. Although Nan Xuan's overall strength is not as good as Beiming's, as long as he has the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation' on his back,

'Combat can always turn danger into safety. Therefore, if the Beiming Army wants to break through Nanxuan's defense line, it must first destroy the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation'!"

To achieve this goal, it is absolutely impossible to achieve it without the help of the traitor.
To be continued...