After learning about the situation in the heavens and the actions to be taken in response to their impending arrival, the sixteen imperial cities and Yujing Tower, as well as the talents selected from the Holy Land below, gathered together and began to make plans for this war.

After fierce competition, Wu Yixian suppressed everyone without any suspense and took over the power of commander-in-chief.

From the moment the cave sky began to connect to the heaven realm and the world was born, the orders he laid out have been gradually implemented.

Every step is planned.

This also includes the current situation.

It can be said that from the very beginning, the death and fall of countless creatures were all related to him.

"Wu Zun, the battlefield rhythm has indeed slowed down." In the fog of war, the other selected commanders sensed Wu Yixian's gaze and said with a hint of awe.

"Martial Master is indeed a god in predicting things." On the other side, although he is also a god, he is also a little flattering at this moment.

"It's nothing difficult to guess. After all, I came out like this back then, and I don't think you who are able to stand here don't have this guess." Wu Yixian said calmly, and did not return until Yujing Tower over there took action because of his order.

His eyes commented on the entire battlefield.

Next to them, nine conductors smiled and said nothing.

Cangyun Realm has experienced so many wars, so they can naturally know the course of victory and defeat. It is not difficult to predict the fate of these people, but their response after this is not as good as Wu Yixian's.

Perhaps, when Wu Yixian explained to them, they understood the reason why the other party was able to sit here firmly.

Almost all the wars they staged were overturned by the other side.

Because of time.

During the war, everyone was treating the war as a battle between two realms, except this Martial Lord.

In a word, we can't drag down one world. The cave sky will always be the cave sky.

It completely plunged the boiling hall into silence.

They began to think that even in the battlefield of Cangyun's seven immortal sects, Tianwaitian still relied on the Cangyun world to fight.

It's very different from their current situation.

After that, Wu Yixian overturned all his plans and pierced the hinterland of Dao Tianjie with his sharp blade one after another.

Even if the sword is broken, their determination to turn Dao Tian Realm into ruins has not made any mistakes so far.

This is where Wu Yixian differs from them, the time of war.

He wanted to compress this time within the limit.

In the end, after meeting all the emperors, no one questioned Wu Yixian's decision.

…

"How long will it take to wipe out that fortress?"

Mu Chunqiu asked, raising the huge black dragon beside him.

"Three days?"

Mu Chunqiu glanced at Heilong in surprise, "How come I didn't realize that you like to tell lies so much before?"

"Tch," the black dragon glanced at the latter, and then its huge dragon body began to roll in the clouds.

roar!!!

There was a huge dragon roar, and the evil spirit's flag was flying on the battlefield.

The hundreds of millions of cultivators who were fighting could clearly see the evil ghost floating towards various key points throughout the battlefield.

After the banner, there are the billions of Yujing Tower monks wearing evil ghost masks.

But it is these billions of Yujing Tower disciples who have become a nightmare in the Taoist world.

Countless Taoist cultivators were fighting, and while they were fighting with all their strength, a pitch-black face came into view, and the ferocity of the evil ghost shocked the mind.

Without any unnecessary communication, the evil ghost monk waved the talisman in his hand and dropped the magic weapon at the same time.

At this moment, of all the Taoist cultivators who faced the evil ghost monks, no more than one in 10,000 survived by chance.

The evil ghost walker is like the god of death walking in the world, constantly appearing in the war-torn places, harvesting lives one by one.

What's especially weird is that every time he kills a Taoist cultivator, the dark mask will always flash, and the evil ghost cultivator's eyes will show a happy expression every time.

"Evil!" There was a trembling person who had a special talent and could see the mist swallowing up the corpses of the dead creatures.

All he responded to was a chuckle, and then the spell fell.

Without the constraints of the world, the evil ghost tree no longer needs to cover up its existence.

It began to devour everything without hesitation, and there was no need to survive in the cracks between Cangyun and Yongyuan, stealing stealthily.

This world belongs to it!

In a daze, countless people saw a giant tree of light and shadow high up in the sky.

Shining like stars, countless pure white mist on the battlefield began to drift towards it.

This scene not only shocked countless people below, but also shocked those in the imperial realm.

"Is that evil ghost tree really the Imperial Palace?"

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Tianhe Sect’s battlefield.

"You are very strong." Feng Ruyue looked at the monk wearing a bloody evil ghost mask in front of him, and his face darkened.

"I know." In response to Feng Ruyue's recognition, Wu Guanhai nodded without hesitation, "However, I don't think you are very strong either."

He looked at Feng Ruyue as if telling the truth to a dead person.

"Haha, you will be like those who died in my hands before." Feng Ruyue said coldly, and then went straight towards the Fifth Guanhai to attack.

"The results are often different from what was predicted." Fifth Guanhai's voice was calm, "In your name, you can become my first trophy as the owner of the fifth floor."

With a palm press, the void was also pressed layer by layer at this moment.

The monks from Yujing Tower appeared everywhere on the battlefield, and the positions they landed on were the most difficult battlefields.

Feng Ruyue is not the only one facing Fifth Guanhai. The monks of Yujing Tower will bear the pressure of attacking these tough bones.

"Three days?"

In the sky, Mu Chunqiu broke through the void and joined the battlefield of the gods with Black Dragon and Hao Wuyuan.

The fierce battle here was gradually broken by them.

Three days is the time that Black Dragon said with a smile, but after Mu Chunqiu saw those actions in Dao Tianjie, he no longer smiled.

After seeing a slight decline, the strong men in Dao Tian Realm had no idea of ​​continuing to fight to the death!

"Three days... is too much."

He laughed, "Don't these people know that failure is the end of the world's fall?"

"These guys cherish their own scars more than monsters." On the side, the black dragon roared. It had already clearly seen these monks from the Taoist Realm.

When hunting monsters, one is never willing to seriously injure oneself, because it will make one's future life even more embarrassing.

The proper law of the jungle has never been suitable for a war between two worlds.

But Dao Tianjie didn't take this into consideration at all.

The fog of war shrouded the place. Wu Yixian looked at all the battlefields and said, "It seems that there will be no changes in this war."

After that, he waved his palm, and a golden dragon flew along the wrist to the sky and the earth.
Chapter completed!