The Tianting side has higher cultivation level, Nangong Jing and Pilu are fighting one against two. Nangong Jing is fighting against the Tianfeng tribe chief Zhao Yin and Jinfeng Granny, while Pilu is fighting with the Pangui tribe chief Lu Kuizhong and the Dilong tribe chief Di Yan.
, without falling behind at all.
Fortunately, the people of the three tribes were superior in numbers, and coupled with the favorable location, they showed no weakness against the other gods and generals in heaven.
For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate, and it was difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.
However, because Elder Tianji and others were killed, and the Vairocana Demon Soul clone was guarding in front of the Yellow Cloud whirlpool, no one from the three tribes could approach the whirlpool. The space passage gradually stabilized, and the heavenly army from outside also began to pour in from the passage.
Although the passage space is narrow and the number of people who can pass through at one time is limited, the situation will be worrying in the long run.
Lu Kuizhong frowned, but he was suffering from lack of skills.
However, not long after, a large number of reinforcements from the three tribes arrived from all directions. The three tribes worked together to temporarily suppress the Tianting side, which had not yet formed a large scale.
Lu Kuizhong immediately winked at Di Yan, who was not far away.
Figures were swaying everywhere below. About thirty saint-level warriors broke away from the battle group and attacked in the direction of Huang Yun.
Halfway through the journey, except for the first ten people who went straight to the incarnation of Pilu's demon soul and fought with them, the remaining twenty or so saints divided into two groups, went around in a circle, and rushed towards Pilu.
The vortex channel behind the incarnation.
Pilu, who was confronting Lu Kuizhong and the others, flashed his eyes and smiled.
The next moment, black light flashed in the void near the yellow cloud vortex, and a large black smoke like ink rolled out, spreading in all directions, covering an area of more than a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.
The thick smoke was billowing, and strange figures emerged from it, like nine ghosts, and they faced the powerful saints with their teeth and claws.
"No, get away quickly!" Lu Kuizhong saw this and immediately shouted loudly.
More than twenty saints were less than a hundred feet away from the whirlpool passage at the moment. They immediately retreated quickly after hearing the sound. However, the few people at the front were unable to escape and were chased by several strange figures.
Those strange figures passed through the armpits of those people like ghosts, directly attached to their backs, and merged into those people's bodies in a flash of black light.
"ah……"
Those people let out a pitiful howl, and the expressions on their faces became extremely ferocious, and their eyes became pitch black, with no white pupils visible anymore, and streaks of black smoke began to flow out of their bodies, making their appearance extremely strange.
Upon seeing this, the rest of the same race wanted to step forward to rescue them, but as soon as they got close, those people rushed towards them crazily, and they were extremely fast. As soon as they touched their bodies, they bit at their companions without even seeing them.
A little bit of humanity.
"They have been possessed by wronged spirits, kill them." Lu Kuizhong ordered coldly.
Hearing this, the remaining ten people hesitated for a moment, and then they all started to kill those few people.
However, as a result, these people are afraid to approach the Yellow Cloud Vortex.
The situation is deadlocked again.
As time goes by, the space passage becomes larger and larger, more and more people enter the heaven, and the situation gradually favors the heaven.
The numerical advantage of the three tribes gradually lost and was gradually overtaken, and the number of people who died also increased sharply.
However, on the heaven side, the divine realm has not decreased much.
Somewhere on the battlefield, Ximen Xue was holding a long golden sword that looked like a sword, fighting three Holy Orders of the Pangui Clan alone.
Its figure is ethereal and traceless, and every time the sword is thrust out, dozens of dazzling sword energy will appear out of thin air. The power is no worse than the main body, giving people a sense of being unpreventable.
The three Pan Turtle clan members are all at the peak of the holy level. At this moment, they have already revealed their demon clan bodies. They are carrying a huge rock-hard turtle shell, and spit out earth-yellow balls the size of millstones from their mouths, with dazzling lights shining inside.
The yellow light is none other than the Wutu Divine Thunder.
These Wutu divine thunders are extremely powerful. Each one explodes, enough to shake the void for several miles around violently.
Even so, the three of them were still no match for each other. With a slight whirl of sword energy, these Wutu divine thunders were easily crushed to pieces.
The three people were sweating profusely and spat out the Wutu Divine Thunder with all their strength. They were still forced to retreat. The wounds on their bodies accumulated rapidly. Even the turtle shells could not withstand the sharp sword energy. The three people quickly became three blood warriors.
people.
Ximen Xue sighed softly, flicked his wrist, and hundreds of bright and clear golden sword shadows appeared out of thin air. They twisted and twisted, crushing all the Wutu Divine Thunder.
The golden sword shadow did not stop at all, raining down on the three people opposite.
"Ahhh!"
Three shrill screams sounded at the same time.
The bodies and heads of the three holy-level Pangui tribesmen were separated. The holy embryo was annihilated by the sword energy before it could escape, and the bodies fell downwards.
Ximen Xue looked around, a shadow flashing deep in his eyes.
"General Ximen, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your strength has really improved by leaps and bounds." A figure flew over, but it was Zhao Jian.
His complexion was as normal, and it was obvious that all the injuries in his body had recovered. It took only a moment, but he didn't know what kind of magical elixir the golden elixir was, and it had such a miraculous effect.
"How can I dare to compare my meager skills with Divine General Zhao Jian's Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill?" Ximen Xue said with a faint smile.
"Why should General Ximen be so humble? Who doesn't know that you obtained the body of Master Shitai in the Kunlun Secret Realm? Your strength increased by leaps and bounds. You killed Mu Qianjue, the Holy Master of the Zhuyun Sword Sect with your holy level cultivation, and completely conquered the Miyang Star Territory for Heaven.
You have made great achievements, even your Majesty is full of praise for you." Zhao Jian said with a smile.
"Thank you. You must have accomplished a lot this time. Breaking through the Tianfeng Tribe Alliance in one fell swoop is the most important achievement in the Tianhe Star Region." Ximen Xue said with a showy smile.
"A few achievements are nothing to worry about." Hearing this, Zhao Jian felt a trace of pride in his eyes.
"Actually, you and I are old acquaintances. There is no need to call each other a god general so openly. If you don't mind, just call me by my real name." Ximen Xue smiled suddenly and said.
A trace of surprise flashed across Zhao Jian's expression, he nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, I also feel a little awkward."
"Speaking of which, in that war a thousand years ago, four of the twelve immortal generals fell. The tenth and twelfth generals have been succeeded by others, and the sixth and eighth generals are still vacant." Ximen Xue changed the subject and seemed to have something.
Said deeply.
"That's right, that's exactly it. Zhao actually misunderstood fellow Taoist Ximen before, so don't be surprised!" Zhao Jian had a strange look in his eyes and laughed.
The corners of Ximen Xue's mouth were slightly raised, exuding a touch of breathtaking beauty, which made Zhao Jian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Just as Ximen Xue was about to say something, her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had seen something, and her eyes flickered slightly.
Although this change in Ximen Xue's expression was as fleeting and traceless as a dragonfly touching water, it still did not escape Zhao Jian's eyes. He followed Ximen Xue's line of sight and looked in the direction of the yellow cloud vortex channel.
There are crowds of people there at the moment, and there are constant battles from heaven flying out of the passage to join the battlefield below.
Near the passage, several gods from the Tianfeng Tribe were leading a large number of people in a desperate attack, hoping to regain control of the passage and seal it again, but they were stopped by Pilu Immortal General and others.
In that area, people and figures were intertwined, and lights of various colors danced wildly. It was a chaotic mess, and nothing strange could be seen anywhere.
Ximen Xue noticed Zhao Jian's expression and his eyes tightened, but then he returned to normal.
"Brother Zhao, if there is nothing else to do, I will take my leave now." She said calmly, turned around and flew towards a battle circle.
Zhao Jian watched Ximen Xue's figure go away, his eyes flashing slightly.
But he immediately shook his head, no longer wasting time here, and rushed towards a battle circle.
Although the Heavenly Court has the upper hand at the moment, it is only a matter of time before it defeats the Tianfeng Tribe. However, the more this time comes, the less we can take it lightly. The Tianfeng Tribe has a profound foundation and cannot be underestimated.
A trace of excitement flashed in Zhao Jian's eyes. As long as he could occupy Wuyan Star in one fell swoop, annexing the entire Tianhe Star Territory would almost be a certainty.
After achieving such great achievements, his status in heaven will definitely increase greatly in the future.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jian showed excitement on his face, let out a loud shout, and took out the green steel vine spear.
With a wave of one hand, with a sharp hiss, a huge spear silhouette dozens of feet long appeared, and was immediately slashed down.
At the same time, from behind a rock in the distance, a man in silver robe flew out and looked at the backs of Zhao Jian and Ximen Xue with a strange look on his face.
This person is none other than Shi Mu.
After sneaking into the passage, he immediately changed his appearance. After all, the broad-faced man just now was a heavenly general and knew many people.
The situation on the battlefield was extremely chaotic at the moment, and no one was discovered.
But even so, he seemed to be recognized by Ximen Xue from a distance, which actually surprised him.
Shi Mu looked around and frowned.
"Go to hell!"
At this moment, a thick stick figure came from the side and hit Shi Mu with a powerful force. The momentum was terrifying, but it was a man of the Holy Order of the Earth Dragon Clan.
Shi Mu was wearing heavenly clothes at the moment, so he was naturally regarded as an enemy.
He grabbed it with one hand, and a large red fire appeared. He grabbed the stick shadow and twisted it gently.
All the stick shadows immediately dissipated, and a long black stick was caught in Shi Mu's hand.
The man from the Earth Dragon Tribe was very frightened. It was extremely dangerous for the magic weapon to be controlled by the enemy.
He shouted loudly, and his muscles all over his body swelled angrily. Huge power exploded from his body, and the air was shaken with faint ripples. He struggled to withdraw the long stick magic weapon.
But the stick was grabbed by Shi Mu, as if it were made of iron. With his self-proclaimed strength that was far beyond ordinary people, it was like a dragonfly shaking a pillar without pulling at all. He was stunned for a moment.
Shi Mu glanced at the Earth Dragon Clan man lightly, flicked his finger, and red flames burst out from his fingertips.
The big man from the Earth Dragon Clan roared, not caring about taking back the magic weapon, he reluctantly let go and flew back.
The red flame only appeared briefly and dissipated the next moment, disappearing together with the man in silver robe, leaving only a long black stick floating there quietly.
The big man from the Earth Dragon Clan was suddenly stunned.
At this moment, Shi Mu was already several hundred feet away, flying through various battle circles.
With his strength, even if he is affected by some people, he can easily escape immediately without leaving any trace.