The mouth of the gourd of the Gourd in the Greedy Valley is a place where the inside is tight and loose on the outside. The vast forest land outside hides the figures of twelve people.

"Boss, you are already the assistant of Commander Guan. Why are you still the eleven of us under your command? They were practicing in it, but they arranged for twelve of us to slap in the valley. They didn't treat our elder brother as human beings, right?" The twelve of the elder brother complained dissatisfied.

Luo Bin snorted and said, "Don't mess with Commander Guan in vain."

"What, he's very awesome!"

Luo Bin's eyes were filled with a hint of haze, which was really itchy. (You Xiezhan Magnesium Chen Mace came out, and his body was severely damaged. Three high-quality fourth-grade machines Φ海新 made him feel happy. He thought that his cultivation had declined and had become a frame? br />

The moment he contacted Guan Muchen's eyes, his heart was shocked, and his soul almost left his body! The other party's eyes were so sharp. Not to mention the seriously injured himself, even in his heyday, he would have trembling from the bottom of his heart.

When he still couldn't figure out what was going on, Guan Muchen reached out and pulled him, and a powerful force was poured into his body. The powerful Yuanli and his own cultivation were in contact with him, which was the result of the fusion of emulsions.

His injuries were quickly resolved. When he stood firmly on the spot, countless envious gazes were filled with three high-level fourth-grade magic weapons! It was considered a supreme honor to be obtained by him alone. Even Guan Muchen patted his shoulder and showed a look of praise.

Faced with so many people looking at him differently, Luo Bin felt the glory of his body and mind for the first time, and his back was straight in the crowd.

Guan Muchen's strength is far superior to his own strength, and it is rare to be able to use his Yuanli to resolve his injuries. In his palm, he was still holding a fourth-grade healing pill given by Guan Muchen.

Sure enough, the Ming character battle camp is richest in the world! Anything you take out is all fourth-grade.

Such generousness and understanding of his subordinates is enough to make him fight for it!

"It's amazing!" Luo Bin rubbed the Han Iron Sword with his fingers, his light was restrained, he couldn't let go of it, and said leisurely, "The twelve of us combined is not enough for adults to pull it."

Good-good. It can be so powerful!

The old twelve said no, and he didn't dare to say anything. The elder brother was right. He should be more restrained in his work in the future. If someone caught him, even the elder brother would not be able to save him.

"But, it's really quiet here!" Lao Qi and Lao Twelve were different. They had been fighting for so many days, and they were depressed and entangled. The magic weapon was almost rusted into iron lumps.

"Fight. I have joined the Ming-word Battle Camp and face the Tissot Domain war cultivators who are more than 100,000 yuan. You are worried about not fighting..." The second brother squatted in front, fiddling with the third-grade compass in his hand, and said disdainfully. This thing can detect signs of life within a hundred miles, but it cannot be detected if you surpass the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

"That's right. But my hands are almost frozen and dead. If I don't move, it will almost become a rock!" Lao Wu complained to the harsh environment around him.

Just as he was about to stand up, the dick suddenly warned, "Don't move, someone is coming."

The twelve people's bodies were quickly tense, and they copied the twelve magic weapons in their hands. Their eyes suddenly became bright and they were secretly paying attention to the movements in the distance.

The Yulin Battle Camp had 30,000 people divided into three parts, and the left and right armies were feinted to attack, involving Xiao Mingyue’s outside battle camp, including the Haotian Battle Camp, the Tianhuo Battle Camp, the Piaomiao Battle Camp, and the old Suoyun Battle Camp of the Sea Pavilion.

All elite troops, including the commanders of the left and right troops, were all transferred into the 5,000 central army lineup. Qin Yulin's purpose was very simple. He quickly broke through with a very small number of people and solved Xiao Mingyue's Ming-word Battle Camp. First, he had ideas about Xiao Mingyue, and second, solving the Ming-word Battle Camp is crucial to attacking the morale of the sea area cabinet.

The Tianmiao Battle Camp suffered the cruelty of the Tianmiao Battle Camp twice, which greatly encouraged the popularity of the sea area pavilion cultivators. The millions of sea area pavilion cultivators were really beaten crazy by their opponents in the face of 100,000 strong soldiers. Don’t look at a group of mobs, they will still bring them endless troubles.

These five thousand people accumulated more than 80% of the Jindan stage masters in the Yulin Battle Camp, showing Qin Yulin's absolute confidence that he was bound to win.

At this moment, the originally comfortable Greedy Valley is noisy.

"Sir, Commander Guan discovered the enemy in the direction of the direction of the army. There were about 1,000 people, and they were the elite team of the Yulin Battle Camp."

There seems to be no big problem with one thousand people against one thousand people, but the other side is elite! Guan Muchen's men have only more than one hundred people after real battle baptism, and the remaining 800 people are mostly newly recruited cultivators. Can they stop it?

"Mingyue, should we send someone to support Guan Muchen?" Feng Yuchen frowned.

"No," Xiao Tang flatly rejected his idea and analyzed: "Now, the entire outer area of ​​the Greedy Wolf Valley is full of battles, and the two sides are in contact with each other and there is still a tentative attack, sending reinforcements will easily disrupt our formation..."

"But this time, Guan Muchen is facing the other party's elite!" Feng Yuchen said worriedly.

"It is precisely because it is the elite that it is the opponent's strategy to lure the enemy. Why do they fight like this? Don't you just want to empty our central army?"

"Central Army," Xiao Mingyue smiled bitterly, his 1,000 people were also called the Central Army. Senior Brother Xiao Tang analyzed it very well, but the boy was a little worried. Can Guan Muchen withstand it? Guan Muchen could withstand it. On the other side of him was Rongtian Mountain. Rongtian Mountain was in the early stage of the Jindan stage. There were no more than ten cultivators in the Jindan stage. If they also faced the opponent's elite team, they would not be able to withstand it no matter how hard it was.

A cold light flashed across his eyes, and several thoughts emerged in his mind.

The tight inside and loose outside have natural defensive benefits. For Guan Muchen's right army, as long as they stuck in the mountain pass, the opponent's team would be difficult to cross over their heads, and it would be even better to have a high-level third-grade flying sword. The Santian Pot relies on the mountain pass to set up a natural talisman array, accompanied by golden lights in the air, and everyone discovered how powerful the fifth-grade fire control master is!

Boom boom boom boom!

The explosion sounded shaking the eardrums endlessly, and the light marks passed by the sky like rain, reflecting the cold and ruthless face of the Yulin Camp cultivator.

Thousands of these evil warriors were driving flying swords and crossing the air. When they approached the gourd, a fire burst out from the mountain pass. The burning flames were like a flying fire dragon, mixed with the Yulin warriors.

Seeing that the Yulin Zhan Xiu was beaten up and the crowds were full of emotions in the pass, Guan Muchen looked surprised. He really didn't expect that the battle could still be fought like this? Without sending a soldier and a soldier, the team that suddenly arrived was trapped to death.

Santianhu was so happy that he kept pointing out to the country, "Bare, beat, fight hard! Use your spiritual power to activate at full speed. There are a hundred thunders here, all of which hit the sky, and they will be finished!"

A thunder is a red dragon, circling like a living creature in the air. Each thunder requires ten late-stage cultivators in the concentration stage, or two Golden Elixir cultivators to be activated, and can be emitted. The spiritual power is extremely consumed, and a group of people can only be activated once. If you want to activate it again, it will take at least half an hour to be released.

In half an hour, the daylily became cold.

He was swept across more than ten thunders in a row. The subordinates of Xihuo City, the commander of the left army of the Yulin Battle Camp, were occasionally bombarded as scumbags and fell into the valley. He was also anxious and could not have imagined that sneak attacks would be such a result. Especially when he saw the cultivator who had no formation in the mountain pass, he felt so heartbroken.

A group of cowardly wastes, if he led people in, he would not chop watermelons or cabbages, and he would be able to kill him!

As the commander of the First Army, he usually has enough calmness. After the passionate blood hit the head, he quickly calmed down like cold water. His sharp eyes swept below, and he saw Guan Muchen's place, and he was shocked. The other party's personal strength was not bad, and Xihuocheng didn't care particularly much about it.

His cultivation level is in the late stage of the Golden Pill. Even if Guan Muchen can barely fight with him, what can he do? Battlefield battles focus on cooperation in battle formations and control of spiritual sense. With Xihuocheng's sharp eyes, you can tell at a glance that Guan Muchen's spiritual sense is not strong and his essence is even lacking. Looking at the chaotic battle cultivation formation in front of him, he knew that Guan Muchen had just taken over the team.

His eyes paused for a moment and then looked at Santianhu's body. The faint aura that scattered all over the old man's body completely surprised him.

In the late stage of the Golden Pill, perhaps he is still a senior fire control master!

Even if he was more than ten miles away, he could still tell at a glance what was quarrel with the pot three days.

It was actually a fifth-grade fire control master. A fifth-grade fire control master relied on the magic weapon Gang Lei designed by the mountain. Xihuocheng had goosebumps. Without any hesitation, Xihuocheng raised his hand with one hand and suddenly pointed to the direction of the Santian Pot.

"kill!"

Including him, more than a dozen Jindan stage practitioners whistled out and headed straight for the Santian Pot.

Just kidding, when will this team be commanded by itself? It was beaten by others! For a moment, Santianhu regretted it to death! I shouldn’t have helped Guan Muchen. No matter how much benefits I give, I shouldn’t have taken action!

Are you looking for death?

Santianhu quickly left the place, flew towards Guan Muchen, and shouted: "Chief Guan save me!... You guys don't know how to launch thunder! Kill them all!"

His arm suddenly stretched out, facing a thunder coming to his body, Xihuocheng heard it but didn't realize it. "Bang," the blast sound exploded, and as the smoke dissipated, his body, and even the Jindan stage cultivators around him, were not injured at all.

"My God! I'm going to die!" Santianhu's escape speed suddenly doubled. Guan Muchen smiled bitterly and had no choice but to forget that Santianhu himself had the late stage of the Golden Pill. Even if he didn't escape and resisted it for a few moves, he could help Santianhu more easily.

Now, Santianhu just ran away. Not only did he need to take action to stop Xihuo City's attack, but he also had to protect the old man's safety.

With a gritted teeth, Guan Muchen and Xiao Yuanxian rushed out from left and right.

The battle between the team was directly converted into a confrontation between experts in the Golden Pill stage. With the existence of Gang Lei, Yulin Zhan Xiu did not dare to act rashly. Mu Chen and Xiao Yuanxian took action to save Santianhuo, Gang Lei did not dare to attack Xihuocheng and others easily.

The fierce battle between the two sides was about to break out, and the battle between more than 30 people suddenly became exciting.

The twelve evil spirits hidden in the mountains and forests are ready to move. What a great opportunity! Most of the war cultivators in the sky have the cultivation level of the late stage of the concentration, and there are very few early stage war cultivators in the Golden Pills. They can compare with them. If they rush up at this time, they will not start a killing spree! (To be continued...)
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