Chapter 533 Battle Situation

Until now, he still couldn't help shaking.

That kind of mourning and despair, thinking about it now, still hurts my heart.

After being dazed for a long time, he gradually stabilized his mind and thought to himself, knowing that the accident must be related to the immortal's martial arts performance.

In the dark, he seems to be touching something, a mysterious and mysterious feeling lies between the soul, it is so engraved and clear, but there is a thin and thin film in the middle, which is beyond reach.

This mysterious feeling made Xu Yi very excited. He knew that he was only a short step away from comprehending the meaning of grief in the Birth and Death Realm.

The wind was blowing and the snow was blowing. Xu Yi glanced at his shoulders out of the corner of his eye. The snow had accumulated nearly half a foot. When he looked carefully, he realized that his whole body was almost covered into a snowman.

The Blood River Banner also stopped struggling, and staring at it, the small red flag had turned into a pool of darkness. In the center of the flag, there was a blood-colored skeleton lying quietly on the snow, not stained by the snow.

Looking at it at a glance, even with the strength of Xu Yi's ghost, he couldn't help his teeth chattering.

Untying the rope that bound the dragon, with a thought, he put this scary thing into the Sumeru Ring. The "satisfied" Xuehe Banner lost his appetite, but the mourning stick was still trembling.

The killing in the martial arts arena was still going on, and a large number of ghosts were still being produced. Xu Yi took out the mourning stick again.

In this world, he is like a schizophrenic patient who can have sincere feelings for the characters in this world.

At the same time, to strangers, he just feels like various supporting roles in a game.

This wonderful feeling not only makes him decisive in killing but also makes him love his children, it is simply a complex of contradictions.

The mourning stick was in his hand, but it didn't produce strange suction. As he expected, the Blood River Banner itself had the function of absorbing and devouring ghosts, but the mourning stick only had the function of devouring.

At this moment, the reason why the mourning stick trembled was probably due to the bloody killings in the martial arts field. A large number of ghosts were produced in batches, which appeared as a strange force field, which aroused the strong desire to devour the mourning stick.

After gently stroking the mourning stick for a moment, Xu Yi put it into the ring of Sumeru. Suddenly, his brows became hot, and he stared at the two peaks in the southwest and northwest. There were also two people sitting cross-legged, looking at him at the same time.

Xu Yi glanced back, then withdrew his gaze. Presumably, he was also concealed, and it was not unusual for a cultivator to watch immortals perform martial arts.

Xu Yi didn't find it strange, but he never knew how surprised the people sitting cross-legged in the southwest and the two peaks in the northwest were.

Sitting on the top of the Southwest Peak is Zhou Daogan. Over the years, Zhou Daogan's demeanor has become more and more stable, like a piece of frozen rock that has been frozen for thousands of years.

Xu Yi didn't recognize Zhou Daogan, and Zhou Daogan didn't recognize Xu Yi either. They were separated by thousands of feet, and the two sides could only feel the presence of a powerful aura, and their eyesight was not as good.

But this did not prevent Zhou Daoqian from being astonished. It had been more than an hour since the immortal performed martial arts. He was conceited that he was amazing, and he only lasted for two sticks of incense.

The one on Northwest Peak would only wake up earlier than him, never later than him.

But this person woke up at this moment. If this person did not arrive after he entered meditation, but existed at the beginning of the immortal martial arts performance, it would be really terrifying.

Even the soul-sensing patriarch probably had to rely on the treasure of illusion at the first level of life and death to persist for so long.

On the northwest peak, the snow was like a mat, and the whole mountain was silvery white on one side. Xue Muhua sat cross-legged on the top of a ten-foot-long pine. The wind swayed the pine, and Xue Muhua seemed to be a part of the pine, swaying with the wind, as stable as a mountain.

At this moment, Xue Muhua's gaze was also looking in the direction of Xu Yi, the horror in his heart was like a tsunami and landslide, and his silver eyebrows trembled slightly.

Compared with Zhou Daoqian, he was very close to Xu Yi, and he had discovered Xu Yi early on, thinking that he was a monk who, like himself and the one in the south, stayed away from right and wrong and quietly understood the magic of immortals.

When he woke up after holding on to the two sticks of incense, the other party still remained silent. After observing for an hour, he almost thought that this person had never led the monument into the altar. With a bang, the Birth and Death Realm was shattered, and his abundant consciousness even stirred up sorrowful ripples in Xue Muhua's heart.

He realized clearly that it was a shattered illusion, and he was shocked. It must be some soul-sensing ancestor hiding here.

Xu Yi didn't have his own understanding, so naturally he didn't know his own situation, which had already aroused the strong attention of the two powerhouses.

After finding out the existence of the two people from the two peaks in the southwest and northwest, he turned his attention to the Martial Arts Field, which was precisely the battlefield where the members of Ming Shenzong fought against Zhan Shence.

Tired, Ming Shenzong had never been so tired, even the time when he hit the liquid condensate and condensed evil into his body, he was never so tired.

For the umpteenth time, the evil spirit in the sea of ​​qi was stimulated. The previous Jian Jiu could only barely shoot a sword.

The crimson eyes locked tightly on the god of war who was panting like a bellows, and his killing intent was still fierce.

Grief and indignation, intense indignation, God of War Ce has never experienced such profound indignation since he was born.

An inexplicable strangulation, so far, he still can't figure out why the death of a passer-by triggered a killing frenzy.

Who gave the courage? Ming Shenzong, Lianyuan and others dared to go crazy and attack themselves to the death.

What's more terrible is that God of War Ce, who has always regarded himself very highly, never thought that the encirclement of the strong in the condensed liquid state would cause such great harm to himself.

After fighting for more than an hour, casualties are inevitable in the super-long and super-intensive battle.

Up to this point in the battle, God of War Ce has become a loner, and the four major lackeys under his command have all been killed.

Fatty was killed by Xu Yin in front of Zhang Liufeng Hall.

The white-haired old man died under the strange sword nine of Ming Shenzong.

Elegant scholars and cassock tutuo also fell under Ming Shenzong's Qi sword.

Even he and a certain person suffered more than ten swords from Ming Shenzong. Thanks to the abundance of top-grade pills, the hits were not critical, otherwise there would be no life left at this moment.

Of course, the talent and combat power of Zhan Shen Ce are not in vain.

At this point in the frantic battle, Ming Shenzong also suffered heavy casualties, and all the four great condensed liquid black clothes he brought with him fell under the dragon halberd.

With the continuation of the battle, especially all the helpers of one's own side died under the mysterious "Sword Nine" of Ming Shenzong who only attacked but not defended.

God of War Ce realizes that relying on the Dragon Halberd alone may not be able to wipe out the crowd. In the realm of condensed liquid, weapons often become a burden.

And when the strong are fighting for victory and the strike force is sufficient, the pursuit of speed is the ultimate.

From the moment God of War Ce put away the dragon halberd, the balance of war suddenly tilted, and Ming Shenzong and others fully realized the horror of this young master of Zhanzong.

This person has both offensive and defensive skills in every move and style, which is extremely wonderful. What's even more frightening is that this person is a boundless sea, with inexhaustible true energy and inexhaustible evil energy.