The golden magic weapon lost half of its head, and a scorching metal slurry ejected from the wound, splashing everywhere. Another infant realm monk freezes it, and the speed is already slow. ⊙.

This golden magic weapon is used as a flesh shield in front, and the water magic weapon behind uses frozen spells to release countless frost and snow at the same time. Each tiny frost flower and snowflake is a sharp sword weapon.

My red flowers suddenly burst out from the ground and burned almost at the same time. The poisonous smoke did not disperse with the wind, but shot at high speed like feather arrows.

The water-based divine weapons, wood-based divine weapons, and fire-based divine weapons were all destroyed by the infant realm cultivator after they were released to attack.

However, at this point, dozens of monks have died tragically under the attack of the Five Prisons Divine Soldiers. The dozens of caves that appeared on the earth not only swallowed up three monks of Killing Dan, but also injured the ankles of a monk in the infant realm.

The earth-type divine weapons drilled into the ground, and the wreckage of the other four divine weapons was also taken to the earth by him.

The five infant realm monks led the team were shocked and angry, and only five puppets made him lose more than five kalpa monks and injured one infant realm. The ankles of the infant realm monks had been rocked and their bones were pulled away. The caves on the ground were clearly mutated spells from the gravitational well.

The Five Prisons Divine Soldiers disappeared, and the spiritual consciousness of the Infant Realm cultivator was able to invade the small base of the Dragon City without restraint, and found that nothing was left inside.

They felt sorry for the loss and were as unhappy as Yang Mei. These attacks at the lower gate infant realm were fast and fierce, and the five Prisons Divine Soldiers were destroyed before they could play any role. The earth-type divine weapons were hidden, and in fact they could not threaten this team of monks again.

After thinking about it, he felt aggrieved. Yangmei Wu Lei Lotus Platform suddenly turned back, and a lightning light hit the injured infant realm accurately. The jade talisman on the cultivator's body exploded, but a pure white light ball still burst out from his ankles.

After a loud bang, the monk's legs were completely blown away.

This sneak attack focused all the power at one point, and the other four infant realms were penetrated, and the injured monk turned into serious injuries. The thighs destroyed by the thunder magic were extremely difficult to grow again.

Now, it will cost much less to cultivate an infant realm like him from a monk Jiedan. It can be imagined that this monk in the infant realm will decline sharply in the future, and one leg will definitely be gone. There is no hope of advancing to the virtual realm in this life. The resources of the sect can only maintain the state of not declining.

If he had any complaints, he would be abandoned by the sect immediately.

Although Yang Mei was sure to kill him, she still chose to destroy this monk. The Five Thunder Lotus Platform turned in the air and had escaped dozens of miles away. The surface of the earth suddenly exploded, and Mars flew, and the injured monks were severely injured again. The four infant cultivators saw that their magic could not stop the attack of the Five Prisons' Divine Weapons, and they were angry and helpless.

In this battle, with the new Five Thunder Lotus Platform, Yang Mei didn't want to stay out of the matter. She immediately contacted the old nest and discussed with Fang Hongling to send additional staff to participate in this rare big battle.

Fang Hongling didn't say anything. According to Yang Mei's intention, allocated all the human resources and asked Situ and Zhang Shang to take them to Fuxing carefully. She also knew that when these people arrived, the battle would probably be almost done. The most dangerous time passed. If the eight hundred continents win, then choose some cheaper.

If the eight hundred continents lose, these people will be the ones that will be Ying Yangmei and others.

The war began. The eight hundred continents were not completely unprepared, but the offensive of the monks in the lower sect was a little surprised. The monks from the eight hundred continents quickly formed a group of people. Qingcheng had a strong defense, and the sects that had originally surrendered to Qingcheng had long been together. Not many of these scattered sects were close to Qingcheng, and most of them had the intention to surrender to Qingcheng.

Yang Mei took the opportunity to gather some monks. The monks in the Dragon City were all concentrated on the Five Thunder Lotus Platform. There were almost no people on the Fenglei Battleship. They were purely supported by Ye Ting's harvesters. If the distance was more than three thousand miles, these harvesters could only fight with their own wisdom. When the number was less than three hundred, they became ordinary rune life.

Ye Ting's Fenglei Battleship has the upper limit of the capacity of monks of about a thousand people, and the most suitable capacity should not exceed 600 people. If there are too many, it will reduce the attack defense and affect the speed.

Yang Mei didn't feel like saving the people, so he stopped gathering six hundred people on each warship and flew at low altitude to support the battle on the ground.

The monks' flying battle is undoubtedly the simplest thing, but fighting on the ground can save the amount of true energy several times that in the air. The monks on the ground do not dare to fly up easily, so they occupy the formation on the island to defend the death.

Yang Mei's fleet clearly had an advantage, but she was just fighting and leaving. She knew very well that the attacks of the monks in the lower sect were too well-organized, and if they were entangled, they would fall off a piece of meat.

The war between monks is different from that of mortals. As long as they do not attack the mountain gate, there will be no tactics for adding fuel to them. Because the enemy consumes your true energy, you can recover quickly, and the consumed spiritual consciousness and resources are not good.

It is rare for Ye Ting to have a wealth-loving person like him.

Some people questioned why they wanted to escape, and were kicked directly from the Fenglei battleship by Yang Mei. The monks who had complained were too late to stop and were thrown away by Yang Mei.

After no one asked, Yang Mei said, "First, I will save you for free, and you don't spend money on war? My warship is flying around in the sky, do you pay for it? The warship is fighting, do you replenish it?"

After asking this, no one dared to answer, they couldn't afford to say it.

"Second, you guys know how to fight with the lower gate? How long will it take to fight this time? If you have this command ability, will you be at the level of your current level? That person, come here."

Yang Mei saw a person who was so angry that she stretched out her hand and everyone around her dispersed. Yang Mei stepped in front of him and said, "Give you a chance, you will use the spell you are best at to attack me. If you don't do it within ten breaths, I will do it."

The monk gritted his teeth, and in his palm, a blue light shot towards Yang Mei who was close to him.

The blue light penetrated Yang Mei's figure. The people around him exclaimed, but saw the blue light turning back strangely and shooting into the monk's eyebrows. The speed inside the blue light was too fierce, and this monk Jiedan was killed almost within one breath.

"I didn't even fight back, and this idiot killed himself. Anyone who thinks he is smart can come to me. I'll wait for you for a hundred breaths here."

Yang Mei stood on the deck of the Fenglei Battleship, showing a heroic look.

In a hundred breaths, none of the monks on the warship dared to say anything. Yang Mei then said: "There are sects and sects, and the size of the sects. What you have learned is not worth mentioning in my opinion. However, today, the world of Jiuzhou is surging, and anyone has the opportunity to move forward. Only if you can survive can you talk about this opportunity."

"Senior... are you planning to take us into Yulong City?" a foundation-building monk whispered.

"Yulong City has always been open, but if you want to join, you have to prove yourself first. There is no intention to force you here. Whoever doesn't like it can leave at any time."

"We want to fight the lower sect. My master was killed by the lower sect monk. Back then, he wanted to advance to the virtual realm, cross the sea from the lower sect and kill him." A cultivator in the infant realm said angrily.

Not many people agreed, but the anger among the many warships were the infant realm monks. They lived long enough, experienced similar things, and shared the same hatred for the enemy.

"If you stay, I only guarantee that you can use the formations on the warships and even mobilize some energy in the formations when I fight, without paying extra money. If you are saved, I will also heal you. Those who died in battle, I will not give up your corpses. This is a war, not a battle. They... are here!"

Yang Mei turned around and returned to the Five Thunder Lotus Platform, and released her spiritual sense. A large number of warships appeared on the sea three thousand miles away. These warships did not use flight methods, but slowly crossed the sea. There were countless monks gathered at the bottom of the gate. Such a huge number did not come from the battle, but were just passing by. They were about to attack the eight hundred continents.

"Junior sister, I heard that many cultivators have been raised by using cave heavens or secret realms. The Baji can no longer accommodate them. So this time it broke out because they could not bear it. These people are different from cultivators who invaded other worlds. Although they have no way out, they will not be able to die in the battle. They are in trouble."

"You heard?"

"The second senior brother didn't do this back then. The sects he established were all elite soldiers."

Yang Mei calculated the size of the fleet and the limits of the monks that each warship accommodated, and knew that this island could not be defended. But it would not be possible to leave like this. There were Xiao Bai and the others in the secret realm.

Yang Mei felt that if Xiao Bai died in battle, it might be a good thing for Ye Ting. The sword cultivator of the Yue Sword Sect would be like to be in the Demon Sect. This is not like the Jinlin Sect and Jueyang Sect, both of which are Demon Sects and can defect to Jinao Island. The Yue Sword Sect always has to part ways in the end, so why not do it if you have this time?

If Ye Ting likes Xiao Bai, Yang Mei doesn't believe that Ye Ting treats that Dragon Tree is much better than Xiao Bai.

The fleet slowly approached the Penglai Immortal Boat and maintained a certain distance. Guo Nu didn't mind after seeing it, but he just felt that Yang Mei had a good perception and knew his best attack distance. Originally, the support of the cultivator from the Void Realm was coming in an instant, but the power was different. When Yang Mei's distance could make him take action, he didn't have to worry about the formation inside the Immortal Boat, and he could also reach the peak of the magic power.

Yang Mei had no choice. Ye Ting was in a hurry to refine the Demon God for Mu Jiuge. She also felt that it would be possible to do this as soon as possible. If Ye Ting didn't take action, she would be alone. Once a cultivator in the Void Realm was shameless to attack, it might be easier to escape from the Five Thunder Lotus Platform. A new recruit from his subordinates would basically die.
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