Zhang Sui originally wanted to find the old road first, and then go to the deep southwest.
But when Zhang Sui used his spiritual consciousness to contact the few little guys following Lao Lu, there was no response.
Neither Xiaoyu nor Zhang Ying had any reaction, and they didn't know what the situation was.
This made Zhang Sui a little worried, but there was no good way. At this time, there were only a few remaining troops left in the camp, and most of the troops had been deployed, so there was no way to inquire.
Zhang Sui had no choice but to rush to the deep southwest alone.
Along the way, Zhang Sui was thinking about how to make good use of the various trump cards in his hand to weaken the strength of the foreign race.
At present, the biggest help in Zhang Sui's hands is the three thousand pawns from the Immortal Realm. Although they don't stay in the human world for a long time, if they are summoned at the critical moment, they will definitely give the aliens a drink.
Zhang Sui was also very surprised by some of the court's practices. Practitioners like him were definitely of high-end combat power, but the court seemed to ignore them at all. There were many practitioners at the peak of Immortal Realm in Juxian Garden before, and their treatment was similar to his.
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The emperor's uncle Zhu Jiu was very polite to these practitioners before, but now he is suddenly so cold and cold, which is a bit hard to understand.
At this time, the red flame bead swallowing Tianhuan had already risen to a thousand feet in the sky, truly like a scorching sun, turning the entire southwest into daylight.
The auras of countless cultivators suddenly emerged from under the blazing sun, and Zhang Sui stopped dozens of miles away.
There was no way to stop. There were clearly four or five foreign immortals guarding the front. If they were to hit him head-on, Zhang Sui was afraid of being targeted by those old guys.
He had seen the strength of those guys in the inner earth realm before. Although he could escape from these old guys, he had to use all his means.
Zhang Sui blended himself into the Nine Heavens Gang Wind and observed the movements of the aliens ahead.
Under the red flame bead, Tun Tianhuan's huge head, like a mountain, has broken through the barrier, and seems to be struggling outwards to break through the body.
The inner earth barrier is already full of cracks, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before it breaks through.
Groups of alien races from the center of the earth came to the world from the cracks!
Originally there were hundreds of thousands of alien troops from the center of the earth above the ground, but at this time, the aliens coming out of the center of the earth were even larger in scale!
Densely packed foreign troops broke through the border in an orderly manner.
There are also countless alien cultivators who take to the air to warn.
The sight of countless foreign races makes one’s scalp numb.
However, what made Zhang Sui a little strange was that after breaking out of the border, most of these alien troops moved to the southwest.
Further to the southwest, there is Wanren Mountain.
This Wanren Mountain stretches for thousands of miles and is as high as a thousand feet. It is difficult for a bird to fly. It is the real boundary of the southwest of the Yan Dynasty.
Some people who like to seek mysteries spent several years on the top of Wanren Mountain and saw the scene on the other side of the mountain. It is said that the yellow sand there stretches endlessly and is lifeless.
Judging from the movements of these aliens, they actually want to cross the Wanren Mountain and head further southwest.
But the Wanren Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and there is no gorge to pass through. I don't know what these aliens think.
A low horn sounded. Although the sound of the horn was low, its penetrating power was astonishing.
The sound of the horn seemed to penetrate the entire southwest.
As the horn sounded, countless human army figures emerged from the depths of the jungle.
The shocking murderous aura was like a strong wind, blowing from the east to the southwest where the foreign tribes were.
Zhang Sui was above the nine heavens, looking at the countless human armies below that were rushing toward the aliens like a torrent, with a shocked expression.
An army composed of these ordinary warriors was actually able to muster a power that shocked even Zhang Sui.
The trumpet sounded again, the sound became rapid and high-pitched.
The human soldiers below shouted in unison: "Wind! Wind!! Wind!!!" and attacked the hastily prepared alien troops!
During the final battle between the Yan Dynasty and the previous dynasty, the founding emperor of the Yan Dynasty shouted the word "wind" three times, which attracted the response of the entire army, and finally defeated the most elite regiments of the previous dynasty, laying the foundation for the founding of the country.
"Wind" also became the carrier of the military soul of the Yan Dynasty.
The human race and the alien race were like two torrents, colliding head-on, and then their canine teeth intertwined, and a melee began.
Under this situation, the influence of practitioners on both sides on ordinary soldiers was minimized.
Practitioners with low cultivation levels are affected by the military spirits of both sides and cannot display much strength at all.
As for practitioners with advanced cultivation, it is not easy for them to take action easily when faced with two sides that are already locked in a melee.
In addition, the practitioners on both sides started fighting each other.
Several cultivators from the Earthly Immortal Realm on both sides of the alien race and the human race were already in a confrontation. None of them took action easily.
On the contrary, the battle between those cultivators under the Earthly Immortal Realm was fierce.
Zhang Sui observed the situation from the air. Nearly a million troops from both sides were fighting bloody battles in this vast battlefield. Countless soldiers were killed every moment, but no one flinched.
The entire battlefield was shrouded in a strange aura, and everyone was red-eyed.
In Zhang Sui's eyes, as a large number of soldiers died in the battle, a strange power was absorbed by the earth on the battlefield, and finally gathered at the place where the swallowing Tianhuan broke the boundary.
Tun Tianhuan shook his head and kept struggling from the center of the earth to the ground. There were more and more cracks in the boundary barrier, and they were getting bigger and bigger.
Zhang Sui thought of the extremely wide alien formation he noticed in the inner earth realm, and thought of what Lao Lu said when he was depressed before, and he had some guesses in his mind.
Seeing a group of about a hundred human monks on a battlefield being surrounded by more than double the number of alien monks and gradually encroaching, Zhang Sui did not sit back and watch, but directly transformed into a sword light, descended from the sky, and slashed down the battlefield.
among the alien races.
While he was still in the air, Zhang Sui differentiated himself into hundreds of sword lights and killed nearly half of the foreign cultivators there with just one blow.
The human cultivators and the foreign cultivators were stagnant at that place. The human cultivators immediately reacted, shouted in unison, and immediately counterattacked, breaking through the siege of the frightened foreign cultivators, dividing them, and suppressing them tightly.
The number of alien cultivators on the battlefield is much greater than that of the human race. After all, the alien race uses the strength of the entire clan, and the number of human race cultivators is much smaller.
This also made Zhang Sui puzzled that the court chose this time for a decisive battle.
Zhang Sui did not stop. After relieving the siege, he immediately turned into a strong wind and rushed to another place where the human race was in danger, just like a battlefield firefighter.
The battlefield was vast, and no one noticed Zhang Sui at first, but as time went by, some aliens in the fairyland noticed something was wrong.
With Zhang Sui's cultivation and skills, it can be said that there is no single enemy among the cultivators on the battlefield. Basically, not many of the foreign cultivators under his care can escape the disaster.
The human cultivators who were rescued by Zhang Sui on the battlefield gradually gathered together, forming a force that cannot be ignored, and made some subtle changes to the battle situation.
A foreigner who was confronting the human race in the fairyland suddenly said: "Everyone, there seems to be a spoiler below."
On the human side, a fat cultivator from the Earthly Immortal Realm with a smile on his face licked his nostrils and said with a smile: "Oh, they are just juniors, let them solve it on their own. Do you old guys still want to take action?"
This alien fairy was covered in a huge bamboo hat and said in a hoarse voice: "Although I am a junior, I look familiar, and my methods are extraordinary. If you don't care, don't blame me for being rude."