Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

Another half day.

The crowd finally flew away from the barren mountain and entered a gray plain with no end in sight.

The six major ethnic groups began to run in different directions in batches.

"It should be here."

Yang Fan followed the Yin soldiers ahead and headed east.

Half an hour later, I saw the dark soldiers of the Jia tribe, 300 meters horizontally and more than 1000 meters vertically!

Seeing the silver-armored soldiers moving forward, Yang Fan and Ouyang Lie looked at each other and had no choice but to follow.

"Do your best to survive!"

Yang Fan's voice transmission to Li Yinwan and Yuan Xueqi disrupted the previously discussed countermeasures at the very beginning.

"Elder brother, don't worry, you have to take care of yourself!"

"Okay Senior Yang!"

The further he went, the more shocked and horrified Yang Fan felt.

In the formation of the silver armored soldiers, he sensed the Nascent Soul fluctuation, which means that the opponent also has the Nascent Soul stage!

And the Yin soldiers on the right, wearing red and purple armor, have no specific cultivation level, and their aura is extremely powerful.

There is also a gold-armored Yin soldier standing in the sky above the front of the army like the sun.

Opposite to the Jin Jia Yin Bing, he saw the stone tribe who was a whole stone, saw the Zombie King who was fully dressed and wore a high crown, saw the corpse mandrill without the black mist, saw the golden skeleton, saw the human type silhouette of the ghost clan.

Too shocking.

Dare not use divine sense to perceive at all.

Just by looking at it with the eyes, there is an urge to kneel down.

The formation of the army of the six races was arranged in a hexagonal shape, with the momentum like a rainbow, and the killing intent soared into the sky. The gray clouds in the sky seemed to be crowded into restlessness, and the atmosphere was gloomy.

Ouyang Lie stood behind Yang Fan, his heart was pounding, and he bared his teeth and said: "What should we do? Even if Yinjia is against Yinjia, I'm afraid our chances of survival are slim. Many of us can't see the cultivation level. They should be in the Nascent Soul stage. .”

Yang Fan was also very disturbed, "I can only play by ear."

Fortunately, there are not many red armored soldiers and purple armored soldiers. There are more than 35 red armored soldiers and only [-] purple armored soldiers.

There are four to five thousand silver armors, and the rest are black armored soldiers, roughly estimated to be more than 16.

It can be inferred from this that the other five races should have similar strength.

With 16 people on one side, the six clans have nearly a million troops!

I originally thought that before the start of the war, the high-level parties would have words to compete against each other.

Unexpectedly, after three long and long 'woo woo' sounds, the purple armored soldiers flew into the air directly.

A group of similar numbers of creatures from each of the other five directions also came out and flew southward together.

Not long after, at an unknown location, violent energy fluctuations resounded through the sky, faintly transmitted back.

Then there are red armored soldiers, just like one.

When it was the turn of the silver armored soldiers, Yang Fan took a breath and prepared to follow and take off, but he heard a high-pitched old saying from the golden armored soldiers at the front.

"kill!"

In an instant, except for the six high-level creatures in the sky, all creatures moved, rushing forward like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

That's how the war broke out.

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart, what kind of war is this damn!

The battle is really a melee, the six parties are mixed together, which means that each individual has at least five opponents.

And if it unfolds like this, Li Yinwan and the others will have no way out.

Nascent Soul Existence can wipe out their souls with a single blow. It doesn't matter if you have a fairy body or a single spiritual root, it will be nothing if you don't grow up.

Yang Fan couldn't bear to think too much, and there were two silver armored soldiers in the Nascent Soul stage beside him, so he didn't dare to make any small moves, so he could only bite the bullet and rush towards the opponent who was rushing towards him.

In the blink of an eye, the six races collided and fought close to each other, creating a mess.

A red skeleton with a third-level golden core flashed in front of him and raised his fist. On the left, a zombie with a second-level golden core stretched out its sharp claws, and on the right, a stone man with a third-level golden core punched with a stone fist.

Yang Fan's heart shuddered, and it was the first time that he was attacked by three people of the same rank at the same time. He immediately handed out the black halberd and rushed forward, knocking back the skeleton, and then twisted his waist and slashed at the zombie.

But he found that the opponent's figure flashed and rushed towards the skeleton that was repelled by him.

And the stone man on the right was entangled by another flying corpse mandrill.

Immediately after, a silver-armored soldier Taishan smashed the stone man vertically, but a cloud of ghost fog floated over and knocked it away.

"..." Yang Fan, who had temporarily lost his opponent, was a little confused for a while.

It's really a melee without rules, there is no reason at all.

As previously discussed with Ouyang Lie and the others, they should gather together as much as possible. At this moment, the three of them were also dispersed, and they only sensed Ouyang Lie's aura 200 meters away.

The entire battlefield was filled with all kinds of brilliance, lingering with death, roaring and shaking, and chaos.

"Bang~"

Yang Fan pushed his palms, knocked a stone man back, swung his halberd, slashed left and right, stabbed up and down, and moved in the direction of Ouyang Lie, urging the corpse core in the armor from time to time to cover up his breath and attack.

Special methods such as Zongzi Jue, Prison Suppressor, and Storm Roar are not dared to be used here at all, and the six high-ranking bosses who have not left the sky will pay attention to them as soon as they make a move.

Moreover, each of the other six groups also fought in close quarters and did not use supernatural powers.

However, he was not in a hurry, he was surrounded by opponents around the third level of Jindan, so he dealt with it relatively easily, and secretly extended his spiritual sense to observe the battle situation.

Soon, he breathed a sigh of relief for Li Yinwan and the others.

Although it was a scuffle, the battle zones were gradually separated, Jindan fighting Jindan, Foundation Establishment vs. Foundation Establishment, Qi training kills Qi training.

Unless you take the initiative to rush forward to die, generally high-ranking people will not attack low-ranking ones.

Then, Yang Fan discovered that it was not a complete melee, but that different races joined forces temporarily.

such as.

Here, a Yin soldier and a stone man beat a skeleton together;

Over there, a skeleton and a stone man fight a ghost soldier together;

In another place, a skeleton teamed up with a Yin soldier to kill a stone man.

Of course, there are also people of the same race who jointly attack one.

There is no pattern at all.

Yang Fan also saw zombies, corpse mandrills, ghost fog, stone men, and ghost soldiers. Five of them beat a skeleton of the same level together, killing them instantly.

The five then fought each other.

"..." Yang Fan felt that his head was not enough, and he really couldn't understand it. The dead creatures and creatures in the golden alchemy mirror have certain intelligence, especially zombies, skeletons and stone men.

In such a large-scale war, they didn't even adopt any tactics, didn't line up troops, or engage in a combination of vertical and horizontal?

What is this war for?

For as long as a year, if this situation continues, it will take only a few months, and the army of millions will have very few casualties.

If you want to survive, your strength only accounts for [-]%, and [-]% depends on luck.

Also.

Yang Fan also noticed that after the various clans beheaded each other, they would have the opportunity to take away the opponent's "spiritual objects", that is, corpse cores, evil pills, red crystals, etc.

This made him secretly happy. Before, he was worried that such a move would not happen, and he would not be able to search for resources wantonly and waste them in vain.

Just when Yang Fan was about to approach Ouyang Lie, a voice came to his ears, it came from an eighth-layer silver armored soldier of Jindan who was fighting the stone man ten meters away.

"Why do you go east? Go west!"

It is really that his route is too obvious, it is not a last resort, but to break through a road from the west.

Yang Fan immediately showed that he was invincible, he warded off the sharp claws of the zombies with his halberd, retreated five or six meters, and spread an old saying: "Your subordinates know."

Then, after extending his spiritual investigation, he realized that although the battle was chaotic, everyone was moving west while fighting.

"Bang~"

Yang Fan took a hard hit and was sent flying tens of meters by a skeleton, and then took the opportunity to kill to the west, out of sight of the Jindan eighth-layer silver armor soldier.

He has always shown mediocre combat power, not being killed, not killing others hard, wandering around the battlefield, observing and obtaining more information.

As time went by, the battlefield gradually dispersed, and the distance between the battles became farther and farther away, and the battle became more and more intense.

Various supernatural powers appeared frequently, and energy ripples exploded on the ground and mid-air, kicking up dust and squeezing the clouds.

Non-stop, until the third day.

Yang Fan's location is more than 20 meters away from the initial position, and the nearest battlefield is more than 200 meters away, and there are violent energy fluctuations in the battle in all directions.

snort~

As soon as Jietian pointed out, the finger light shot at the heart of the zombie, Yang Fan's body flashed repeatedly, and four afterimages appeared in four directions in the southeast, northwest, and four red lights were formed by swinging the halberd respectively.

bang~

The zombies on the first floor of Jindan were torn apart, and red and green things filled the air.

Only one corpse pill was left, and a divine thought of surprise: "You are not a clan!"

Yang Fan reached out and grabbed the corpse pill, his eyes flickered in his helmet, and he thought to himself: It is better to use magic powers as little as possible.

Especially in the face of skeletons, zombies, and stone men.

Even if it is a Yin soldier or a corpse mandrill, the spiritual intelligence will not be too low if the golden core is high.

Just like the dead mandrill king in the dead wood forest, although he was ridiculed as mentally retarded, many 'common sense' things can still be judged.

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