Asking The Immortal Dao

The chaos was fought dimly.

Qin Sang has been unable to count how many opponents he has changed. All he can do is to stay calm and cautious, judge the situation accurately, and never leave him too far away.

'Boom! '

'ka-cha! '

The crisp cracking sound attracted Qin Sang's gaze back.

But I saw the opponent’s golden shield was broken by Mu Yifeng’s Nine Fire God’s front, and several Magical Artifacts hit the golden shield one after another. A horrible to see crack penetrated the entire golden shield, maybe something Then it will be completely ruined.

The opponent is afraid, cried out in surprise, and retreats hastily.

Nine Fire God front red light masterpiece, Mu Yifeng was about to lead people to chase and kill him, Qin Sang suddenly complexion slightly changed and stopped loudly, "Don’t chase! Come back!"

Opponents It seems panic, but the formation is not scattered.

More importantly, Qin Sang keenly discovered that some of the enemies around seemed to be paying attention to this place intentionally or unintentionally, and their location was very mysterious.

Quietly, leaving an unremarkable space in front.

I don't know when the other party set it up, and the trap is quietly formed, just waiting for myself to be caught.

Qin Sang couldn't help but sweat.

These people are bait!

If you are greedy for meritorious warfare, and you lose your head and chase after it, it is no more than falling into a pocket. That's how Teng Zhaogang was planted back then. Qin Sang is right next to him, and his memory is still fresh.

"We also withdraw!"

Qin Sang sound transmission Mu Yifeng, retreat in an orderly manner.

Sure enough, seeing their movements, many Skywalker League cultivators showed disappointed expressions, but the opponents who fled in a hurry stopped and wanted to continue to seduce them.

Fortunately, Mu Yifeng and the others obeyed their own words, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Qin Sang's thoughts turned, he thought of the reason, his squad was too popular.

He used to take life-saving as the principle. After falling into chaos, he was busy with his own things. After no one paid attention to himself, he ordered his teammates to act in a low-key manner.

Using wooden sword, it is only to blame the first evil, and immediately move to another place, never let yourself fall into the situation of gathering fire.

His fame is accumulated little by little, not fame in one battle.

Now that there is a powerful Mu Yifeng around him, he really attracted attention, and even if he wanted to hide, he couldn't hide.

Qin Sang's actions shattered the intention of the Skywalker League.

At this moment, there was a strange pause in their battlefield.

"Close the formation!"

Qin Sang took the opportunity to contact the other Captains to move closer, compact the scattered formation, and then start another round of melee.

...

A ray of light shines on the face.

Qin Sang narrowed his eyes and suddenly realized that this is not the light from Magical Artifact, but the morning sunlight!

Qin Sang turned his head to take a look.

In the far east, where the water and the sky meet, it is red. The morning sun seems to have just risen from the bottom of the abyss. In the shadow of the sunrise, it is still shy and timid.

Qin Sang then realized that it was dawn!

How long has the battle started in the middle of the night?

Qin Sang's mind was still flooded with fierce battles, and a little confused, then suddenly realized something, and hurriedly looked up towards the sky.

The battle of Core Formation Stage cultivator has not stopped!

Moreover, the light is still there.

Xingyueyuezang.

Under the morning sun, it appears brighter, which is amazing to tsk tsk, but the battlefield has moved to the north of the beam, Qin Sang has an ominous premonition.

If it were in the past, it's almost time to retreat at this time.

It hits the dawn late at night, and neither of the two sides has the advantage. The Skywalker League has the upper hand, but the Little Cold Domain formation is still intact. Continue the fight. I am afraid that the two sides will run out of oil before they can separate. Win or lose.

One night battle, the two cultivators were exhausted physically and mentally.

"Is there an order?"

Qin Sang looks at the battlefield of the Core Formation Stage cultivator, the absent-minded Golden Sword and Mu Yifeng cooperate.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated, and after waiting for a while, there were still dark clouds, lightning and thunder in the distance, and there was no sign of stopping.

This made Qin Sang raised his heart, and thought nervously, is it really going to be the winner here?

Thinking of this, Qin Sang complexion slightly changed, after looking around, suddenly sound transmission to Mu Yifeng.

Mu Yifeng startled and looked towards Qin Sang with a look of inquiry.

Qin Sang looked dignified and nodded to Mu Yifeng. After a brief exchange, Qin Sang asked Mu Yifeng to withdraw to rest and rest on the top of the others in the name of Mu Yifeng's exhaustion and exhaustion.

Then Qin Sang and Mu Yifeng alternately rested and maintained the situation. It seems that the squad's strength has dropped sharply, surrounded by perils, but Qin Sang is in control.

Time is getting longer and longer, and the battlefield has changed. The battlefields on both sides seem to be in chaos. From a distance, the cultivators are fighting each other, like a group of mobs in a group fight, and there is no way to play. .

Qin Sang didn't dare to relax, his eyes moved back and forth on the two battlefields, especially the battlefield of the Core Formation Stage cultivator, but it was a pity that he couldn't see it.

morning sun gradually raised.

Two hours have passed.

Many Immortal Cultivators are already very tired. The battle is not as fierce as it was at the beginning, but it has become more stalemate. Qin Sang is more careful because the casualties are increasing.

Even though he sees the opportunity quickly and realizes early to save his strength, he still feels powerless. Fortunately, fortunately, he has never used wooden sword.

Not to mention others.

Time flies too slowly, it seems to be stretched infinitely, and it is so tormented every moment.

Two hours then two hours.

When the scorching sun is in the middle.

It happens to be halfway through noon.

Mutation finally appeared!

A little light fell from the sky above the battlefield of the Core Formation Stage cultivator.

At first it was unremarkable. Even though Qin Sang had been paying attention to it, he didn't notice it. When the light got bigger and bigger, and it had landed on top of the dark clouds, he didn't notice the existence of light.

Among rays of light, there is a silver light shining charm.

Qin Sang's heart tightened, his eyes widened, and he stared at the movement of the magic talisman.

Three years of confrontation, this kind of magic charm appeared for the first time, who issued it?

Qin Sang is not the only one who discovered the magic talisman. More and more people noticed the existence of the magic talisman and looked up.

But I saw that the speed of the magic talisman was getting faster and faster, falling straight into the dark cloud, and expanding rapidly, when the expansion reached the limit, it was silently broken.

'hua!'

In an instant, the dark clouds dissipated and the lightning disappeared.

The silhouettes of the Core Formation Stage cultivator of the two sides are finally revealed.

They are still fighting, very fierce,

They are indeed Core Formation Stage experts, they are not tired of Qin Sang. Every battle, every collision of magic weapons, there is still terrifying The formidable power.

The appearance of the magic talisman was unexpected to everyone, and the fierce battle stopped abruptly.

'hu hu ……'

The gentle wind blows, with a power that the Core Formation Stage cultivator can't resist.

Everyone was involuntarily separated from their opponents. The Little Cold Domain side was blown to the north, and the Skywalker League was blown to the south. The light happened to be in the middle of the two sides.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay and stopped.

At the same time, several vague silhouettes appeared in the air.