The beginning of a war is never controlled by those who are deeply involved in it.

Likewise, the end is not determined by the fallen.

Therefore, they can only try their best to stand at the end and look at the scenery that will be recorded in the long river of time.

…

This is a valley, and the monks who are alive today know that this place used to be a continuous mountain range.

With a huge mountain range that exceeds thousands of miles, the clouds and mist can only hang around halfway up the mountain, and the scenery is unparalleled in countless surrounding lands.

However, in the war of practitioners, this mountain range continuously lowered its upper limit, and finally became an undulating plain.

Later, in the battle of several powerful men, he turned into the appearance of Yixiantian.

The majestic mountains that took thousands of miles to form took millions of years to completely disappear in a short period of time.

And the dust they kicked up drowned countless spells, as well as the remains of monks and dim warriors.

"Three powerful combatants have appeared on the opposite side. Notify the superiors that we need support!"

A Yuan Xiang realm monk was knocked off half of his body by a huge spell and fell downwards. Finally, he grabbed an evil ghost monk and shouted into his ear.

The battlefield is boundless, and the people above convey orders through the imperial city flags. However, the low-level monks in the battlefield have few direct ways to inform the superiors of the urgent situation.

However, after the Yujinglou monks were assigned to all battlefields, the restrictive conditions disappeared.

Their battles will be transmitted more quickly, and they will respond as quickly as possible.

"Tell them that this place must not be taken back by Dao Tianjie's brats, otherwise Fengxuan Holy Land will be doomed."

"If that holy land doesn't want to be the first holy land to have its inheritance exterminated, let them find a way!"

After finishing speaking, the Yuanxiang realm monk took out a dark green pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and the missing half of his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The evil ghost monk was thrown heavily to the ground, and the Yuanxiang realm rushed into the sky again.

As practitioners, perhaps they could still maintain the Immortal Wind Dao for a while at the beginning, but the longer the war lasted, the less they had that experience and mood.

In the entire battlefield, perhaps only those sword-wielding monks could maintain their masterly demeanor. Everyone else was even more embarrassed than a war between mortal dynasties.

Because they are not easy to die, and they will not bleed out and lose their combat effectiveness after being slashed.

Even if you are missing an arm or a leg, you can still be reborn in a short time.

The more injured they are, the more they will abandon the dignity of practicing and try their best to avoid the incoming magic power.

Fighting alone may not be possible no matter how hard you hide, but on the battlefield, on this battlefield with hundreds of millions of enemies, the enemy's attacks are not directed at any one person at all, which gives them room to survive in embarrassment.

On the ground, the evil ghost monk who was deliberately thrown down to avoid the aftermath of the battle was still in a daze.

Everything happened just a few seconds ago, and he had already appeared on the ground before he could react.

The previous voice sounded, and he hurriedly conveyed the message into the Ergui mask.

However, just after it ended, the power of Fengxuan Holy Land appeared.

The space was torn apart, and ten figures exuded majestic power and appeared in the area where the powerful men were fighting.

They came very quickly, it was the power of Fengxuan Holy Land.

Compared to the previous Yuanxiang Realm person, the people from the Holy Land discovered it faster and more urgently.

The towering mountains that stretch for thousands of miles affect more than just the territory of thousands of miles. The radiated area is difficult for even a powerful person to see the end of.

With such mountains and rivers, it was enough for the sight of the few gods on the battlefield.

When the mountains were flattened, everything was exposed.

During the war, the two battlefields were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles. Fengxuan Holy Land was on the side of the mountain range, and the only obstacle between them was flattened by countless spells.

Then, Dao Tianjie naturally seized this opportunity and began to tilt towards this battlefield.

Similarly, Fengxuan Holy Land is not willing to be flanked. The force they face is already not weak. If there are more enemies, it is not what they want to see.

They don't dare to allow more powerful people to appear on this small battlefield, which will only escalate the war here, and no one can accept the result of failure, which will be infinitely increased to the upper limit.

That is the crisis that Fengxuan Holy Land may be destroyed.

Strictly speaking, that Yuan Xiangjing guy didn't lie.

The Thousand Miles Embankment was destroyed in an ant nest, and Fengxuan Holy Land was a little panicked, so ten powerful men were sent to guard it even in difficult times.

But since then, Dao Tianjie is not so willing.

Originally, they had a few strong men from the King Realm and had the upper hand, but now there were ten more people on the opposite side. How could they fight?

There is no other way. While holding on to the defense, we can only ask for help from the fortress.

Generally speaking, the commanders in the Dao Tian Realm will not easily agree to a request from a certain place, and there are many who are more critical than them.

But after it has great strategic significance here, it is different.

They saw further and saw the war at Fengxuan Holy Land. If they could win it, they might be able to spread the situation to a bigger war.

So, troops began to increase here.

In fact, at the very beginning, no one could have imagined that the battle here would level thousands of miles of mountains.

And the biggest culprits are just two people.

That's all.

The fifth view is the sea, and Feng Ruyue.

The two of them made extremely rapid progress in the battle between the two realms.

"Your strength, in our Cangyun, qualifies you to be called an immortal." Containing mysterious energy, since the Fifth Guanhai Dharma was in the Taoist Realm, his practice has been dozens of times faster than in Cangyun.

No matter in which aspect.

"Immortal talent? Haha." Feng Ruyue stared at the person on the opposite side. From the beginning of the war, the other side seemed to be targeting him. No matter which battlefield he appeared on, the other side would appear to intercept him.

The originally thousands of miles of mountains beneath their feet disappeared one by one in their fighting.

After a brief exchange of words, the two fell into a fierce battle again.

None of them escaped into the void, and their terrifying power destroyed everything without restraint.

…

The war began to intensify, heading towards a place that no one could control.

Without any hindrance, the snowball turned into something huge that shattered everything. In the end, people could see the outcome of the war.

The fifth Guanhai stood in a sea of ​​blood. This was the only remnant of Feng Ruyue.

He was exhausted, but a smile appeared on his face.

He was the one who survived.

"Your death will bear witness to my great power."

After ten years of brutal fighting, he finally saw the opportunity to break through to the gods.

The war underfoot also began to change when the fifth Guanhai took action.

At the same time, in the fog of war, Wu Yixian's eyes, which had been calm for ten years, began to look sharp.

"Gao Su!"

A silver armor appeared, followed by a hundred thousand iron armors.
Chapter completed!