The Red Sun Plain is filled with a chaotic atmosphere, and there is a strong bloody aura floating in the air, stimulating the nerves of countless practitioners.

In the huge battle, many cultivators die every day. Their blood and energy are soaring into the sky, containing powerful life potential and rule power. After those masters die, their terrible energy and comprehended rules return to heaven and earth.

So many masters died, and the blood energy spreads thousands of miles. Such blood energy made many people feel excited, and they seemed to have a desire to enter the front line to fight.

Ye Xiaofeng flew towards the north with Liu Yunyan at a very fast speed. Liu Yunyan shrank in Ye Xiaofeng's arms like a little woman, and her face seemed to be filled with the aftermath of last night's madness.

"The war here is more tragic and shocking than the war in our world." Looking at the spiritual energy and rule power rolling in the distance, Liu Yunyan said with a serious expression.

There was also a hint of sadness in his eyes, as if he was sad for those who died.

"In our world, the cultivation level of cultivators is generally not high, and here, there are already peak masters of the Immortal God Realm participating in the battle. Fortunately, the powerful emperor of the Emperor did not participate, otherwise the entire continent would have fallen into chaos." Ye Xiaofeng explained.

Liu Yunyan nodded.

"I don't want a battle to happen either. Unfortunately, human desires are endless. Many people have launched wars for various reasons. For those people, only the powerful emperors can get their eyes on them, and the others are all ants."

Having become a powerful emperor, Ye Xiaofeng's speed has increased many times. Although the central area of ​​the chaotic area is far from the north of the Red Sun Plain, Ye Xiaofeng has arrived in less than five minutes.

At this time, the battle had stopped and both sides entered the rest stage. After all, the cultivator's energy is limited and his true energy is limited, so it is impossible to fight endlessly. If that is the case, I am afraid that tens of thousands of people will die in a battle.

"Lord."

"Lord."

When Ye Xiaofeng just arrived in a city on the front line, sounds filled with joy sounded, and everyone looked at Ye Xiaofeng with respect.

"Thank you all for the hard work. The people of the Red Sun Plain will always remember you. Recover your cultivation and injuries quickly. I will watch the next battle myself." Ye Xiaofeng said to everyone.

“Yes, Lord.”

The practitioners suppressed the excitement in their hearts and quickly took out the medicine, took it down, and recovered their cultivation.

Ye Xiaofeng had never appeared since the beginning of the battle, and many people had never seen Ye Xiaofeng. Now Ye Xiaofeng has finally arrived. Many people are excited and can let the Lord come to watch on their own initiative, which shows that the Lord also attaches great importance to this battle.

Ye Xiaofeng, who was standing above the city, saw the resting cultivation and seriously injured practitioners in the city walls, and felt indescribable emotion in his heart.

In a battle, the superiors are playing chess, and the chess pieces are those countless practitioners. The every move of the superiors represents their life and death.

Ye Xiaofeng's hands slid slightly in the void, and the mysterious trajectory made this space ripple. It seemed that Ye Xiaofeng's movements and some rules between heaven and earth caused shock, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was condensing.

Suddenly, a gust of spiritual rain fell from the void and then melted into the bodies of those practitioners. The practitioners suddenly felt a little tired and energetic.

This spiritual rain lasted for more than twenty minutes, and the fatigue of those practitioners seemed to have improved a lot, and Ye Xiaofeng's face turned slightly pale.

Condensing such a huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth and lasting for such a long time, even Ye Xiaofeng was a powerful emperor, he could not bear it.

After taking a few long breaths, Ye Xiaofeng's face looked much better.

"Lord."

At this time, three late-stage masters of the Immortal God Realm appeared in front of Ye Xiaofeng and shouted respectfully.

"You guys are all busy! Don't worry about me, do whatever you should do. I'm just here to see. In addition, I've brought you someone who can assist you in the battle. You'll know when the next battle." Ye Xiaofeng said to the three of them.

After hearing this, the three of them turned their eyes from Ye Xiaofeng to Liu Yunyan, with doubts in their eyes. With their eyesight, they could naturally see that Liu Yunyan's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Immortal God Realm.

There are too many masters with such cultivation. They don’t understand how such a master will help the overall situation. However, since the Lord said it, there is naturally a reason for the Lord.

After saluting Ye Xiaofeng respectfully, they left, settled the injured people and arranged the next battle.

After ten days of rest, when the sun just rose from the horizon, the war drums of the forces in the central China were sounded. It was a signal of gathering generals and a sign of battle.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

The dull sound of war drums sounded in everyone's heart, as if shaking the souls of every practitioner and stimulating the blood flowing in their blood vessels.

Drink—

Amid the sound of war drums, the aura of the cultivators of the Central Shenzhou Temple and the Kingdom of Death had reached the highest point, and the general trend had been condensed. As long as they were ordered, all of them would attack at the same time.

Wars have been listed on the Red Sun Plain, and the sound of war drums shook the sky. The momentum of these practitioners was condensed in everything, and the battle was about to break out.

"kill."

"kill."

As the cold voices of the two hostile generals sounded, a terrifying momentum erupted at this moment, and the torrents of two cultivators collided together.

boom--

A terrible fluctuation broke out, and the rules of heaven and earth in this space seemed to be broken. The fluctuation was like two streams of water colliding together, with a loud bang, and then spreading towards the surroundings.

In the energy waves that looked like thousands of sea waves, the city was still motionless, with a faint energy flowing, blocking those energy fluctuations. This is the formation of this city.

At the beginning of this battle, many famous masters were killed and injured. Ye Xiaofeng swept his divine thoughts and found that at that moment, dozens of masters exploded and died, the same was true for the people in the temple and the Kingdom of Death.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiaofeng seemed to have experienced the scene of fighting with other races in the prehistoric world again.

The same tragic and tragic cultivators in the Central China fought to conquer the Red Sun Plain and let their descendants share more benefits, and also fought for the God Emperor and the Destroyed Emperor.

The masters of the Red Sun Plain tried their best to block them in order to defend their homes and their interests.

There is no right or wrong in war, only victory and failure.
Chapter completed!