"Hurry and hurry!"

Murong Que roared. He frowned, looked at the bloody moon in the sky, and shouted: "Li Mo, have you found the Shengmen? Hurry up! The blood moon is in the sky, and the demon soul is consuming blood! There is not much time left!"

"Senior Brother, it's soon! It's soon! Made, it's all the blame for the white-clothed farmers in Yan State! It's causing labor and capital to find a new family!" Li Mo, with white eyebrows, cursed while calculating on the raising market.

I saw two disciples of the Soul Refining Sect, carrying a simple wooden frame, running high on the wooden frame, sitting upright with Li Mo who was calculating.

The other disciples all took their body movements and rushed to the north of the main square. They were already thousands of miles away from the place where they were kidnapped by Xu Shaoming.

"Don't complain! Hurry up and calculate the life of labor and capital! Don't mention those white-clothed farmers, they can't survive tonight! The blood moon is in the sky, and the demon soul is blood-sucking. It's not that easy to live. They were abandoned by Zhenyang Sect! Hehe!"

Murong Que ran and shouted. At the end, he actually sneered.

Murong Xiang, the martial soul clone who was sandwiched in the crowd, suddenly raised his ears. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of cold light was hidden behind his eyes.

Two thousand miles away, Xu Shaoming, who was aware of this news, also narrowed his eyes. It seemed that Yan Tao was a little interesting, it was a big deal. However, when he met him, Xu Shaoming, he could be considered as having an enemy.

"Swoosh!" Xu Shaoming stepped on the dark red beast soul banner and flew to the Yuanrong Cannon car in the front of the trap camp. He shouted: "According to the original plan, break into the formation immediately!"

"yes!"

The general Gao Shun and Zhang Yan from the Huwei Camp received the order loudly.

“Buzz!”

The huge Yuanrong cannon roared and began to turn, marching towards the cave hall.

"Wuwuwu" Two Yuanrong Cannon Cars side by side ejaculate colorful light and float onto the vast white rock floor.

"boom!"

A dull roar came.

"Swoosh swish swish!" Countless phantoms of monsters spewed out from the white floor.

"Aoao!" These monsters phantoms rushed towards the black Yuanrong van. They flew and roared. These monsters phantoms were all phantoms of the monster wild boar at the first level of the magical power realm.

"Wow!"

The dark red beast soul banner immediately unfolded, reaching a size of ten miles, emitting a dark red light.

"Swoosh swish swish!" Countless phantoms of monster wild boars were sucked by the scattered beast soul banner.

"Aoao!" The attracted monster wild boar phantom wailed in pain.

"Ding! The host kills an enemy in the magical power realm. The host kills a magical power realm..."

...

The beauty without makeup kept roaring in Xu Shaoming's mind. Without the harassment and company of the martial soul clone, her voice without makeup seemed a little lonely and happy.

When Xu Shaoming saw this scene, he felt happy and shouted: "Hurry, hurry up! The chariots behind him maintain their formation and keep up with them!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Swoosh swish swish!"

"Aoah!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

...

As the huge one-line snake battle formation advanced, countless figures of monsters flew out from the white floor below the battle formation.

The white floor is one mile long and one mile wide. The one-line snake battle formation of the rear army flew over a white floor and advanced a mile away. When the entire battle formation floated on the white floor, the snake head of the one-line snake battle formation had already reached the 30th white floor.

"call!"

Xu Shaoming, standing on the dark red beast soul banner, breathed a sigh of relief.

The blood moon is in the sky, and the demon soul eats blood.

He still can't figure out what this sentence means. However, judging from Murong Que's tone, it should not be a good thing.

"call!"

Murong Que, who was more than 2,000 miles away from him, also breathed a sigh of relief. Murong Que's team had already stepped on the first white floor at this time.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Countless phantoms of the demon beast, demon sheep, flew out from the white floor and rushed towards the disciples of the Soul Refining Sect. The 279 disciples of the Soul Refining Sect all spit out a dark red Soul Refining Banner.

Murong Xiang, the martial soul clone, also spit out his soul refining banner. His fair neck, where the iron arrow pierced through the magic weapon, had begun to heal.

The martial soul at the second level of Tai Chi realm is in charge of the physical body, and his cultivation level is like drinking water. His current cultivation level has broken through to the second level of the Divine Talisman Realm, and he is the highest-level existence in the Soul Refining Sect's disciples.

"Run the Soul Refining Art! Eliminate the beast souls, and you will have unexpected gains!" Murong Que, the leader, shouted.

"Yes! Senior Brother!"

The other disciples all replied loudly.

"Aoao!" Countless phantoms of monsters rushed over, roaring while flying.

"Exercise!"

The disciples of the Soul Refining Sect all emitted red light, white true energy and red light, driving the dark red beast soul banner above their heads. A large number of monsters were attracted by the red beast soul banner and flew into the dark red beast soul banner.

Murong Xiang, the clone of the martial soul, suddenly smiled slightly. Just now, a warm current of true energy surged into his meridians from the dark red beast soul banner. So that's it? A happy smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The horizontal distance is one thousand miles south, and the vertical distance is two thousand miles east.

Xiahou Qin, the martial soul clone, also smiled and was very happy at this time. The demon beast phantom surrounding the team of the Beast Control Sect and Zhenyang Sect was already the demon beast scorpion phantom at the first level of the Divine Talisman Realm.

Along the way, he was promoted to the first level, and he is currently at the third level of the Yuanhun Realm. This formation of ten thousand beasts is not so much a formation as a way to send true energy.

The magic weapon of the Beast Control Sect is the soul refining bell, which can kill the demon soul of the monster and absorb the true energy from the demon soul; the magic weapon of the Zhenyang Sect is the soul stern bell, which can also kill the demon soul of the monster and absorb the true energy from the demon soul.

At this time, the disciples of the sect and the children of aristocratic families were all full of energy and momentum.

While driving magic weapons, Xiahou Jieming peeked at Yan Tao. He was shocked by Yan Tao's cunning. A small general who was a slander actually ruined a group of immortal kings in Tai Chi realm.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the bloody moon in the sky. The blood moon was in the sky, and the demon soul was sucking blood. The moon was almost at the center, and the formation of thousands of beasts was about to move...

As if there was telepathy, Yan Tao drove the magic weapon above his head and looked up at the moon in the sky. A hint of sneer appeared from his somewhat mean face.

"Hmph! Xu Shaoming! How is the fourth-level Xuan Master? Humph! Humph!" He kept sneering in his heart.

Xu Shaoming, who was muttered by the two, also raised his head and looked at the bloody moon in the sky. His true energy was spitting out, and the dark red beast soul banner enveloped the entire long snake formation.

"Swoosh swish swish"

The big sword general Zhou Cang and the one-armed general Wu Anguo led the left and right guards to the dark red beast soul banner.

(To be continued)

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Chapter completed!