The clear and clear water river in the past has been dyed scarlet, and the bodies are like stones on a rocky beach, floating in a daze.

On the south bank of the Bishui River, a bloody battle is taking place.

Nan Xunfei, the head of the Nan family, held a two-meter-long golden spear, with a ferocious face and red eyes. He roared forward: "Today there is death but no life, there is advance but no retreat, kill."

"Kill..." The elders of the Nan family followed behind Nanxun, swaying rolling smoke and dust.

The Nan family's dragon spear formation has been famous for a long time, but in the human world, such major conflicts that are considered to be the scale of natural disasters occur. Other practitioners also know the power of the Nan family's dragon spear formation. Unless they are tired of living, no one dares to make trouble in the Nan family. The power of the dragon spear formation has always been hidden.

Today, I can no longer hide it. This is a decisive battle related to life and death.

There were more than 70 dragon spearmen who pushed forward from both wings and surrounded the giant rat's magic image.

Behind the elders of the Nan family, there is a frenzy of thousands of people, including strong men, white-haired old men, women in aprons, and even children of eight or nine years old.

Nanxun flew out the death order. The Nan family had a short gun, which was only about one meter away. All the people who were higher than the short gun, regardless of their men or women, no matter who they were, and no matter what their talents were, they would all go to battle.

Some elders objected, saying that the good seedlings in the clan would be destroyed, and the Nan family would have no future. Nan Xunfei sneered and replied, "If the Nan family cannot win today, what future can there be?"

Surrounded by the crowd was a thin man, who was about thirty years old and wearing a purple robe. He looked up at the sky, and the rushing and rolling gun force had condensed into a huge net. A hint of fear appeared on his face. He had been entangled with the Nan family for two days and had suffered losses from the Dragon Spear Array more than once. He thought he had drawn a lot and had a good place to go, but he didn't expect that the Nan family would be so difficult to deal with. He planned to take a few days to wait for his companions to come over before taking action. However, he was extremely unwilling to accept the meat placed on his mouth without biting a few bites.

The foundation of the Nan family is naturally far inferior to that of the Demon Altar. However, when the Demon Altar was attacked, Wei Qilu was in Moyunling, Sikongcuo, Hua Xijue, Bai Xingjian, Ning Zhanqi, Huo Mingshi and others were at the Evil Lord. Only Ci Xiang and Yun General were left in the Demon Altar, and Hu Yan Zhengmu, who had not yet healed, was almost empty. The other disciples did not play any role in the battle at the Holy Realm level, so they were destroyed without any effective resistance.

The Nan family is different. The Nan family's gun formation is never afraid of group fights. They are bullying the few with the masses. They are also in action.

The luckiest thing about the Nan family is that they are facing the weakest link in Yanyun's eighteen veins. If they encounter the scorpion demon ram technique, no matter how powerful the gun array is, it will be broken long ago.

The eighteen great demons of Yanyun each have their own advantages. Some have strong skin and thick flesh, while others are fast. Only this rat demon can do nothing. The only highlight is his spiritual weapon. The long cone emitting silver light has been destroyed several times by the Nanjia Dragon Spear Formation, but it can be quickly restored every time.

The messy gun powers rolling in the sky suddenly became regular after Nanxun flew out of the gun. They swam closely with Nanxun's gun power and gradually condensed into a long rolling dragon of more than a thousand meters long.

This is the most troublesome thing about the Nanjia Gun Formation, and it is also the mystery of the Nanjia Spiritual Art. The energy they release can be combined into one. As the heart of the formation, Nan Xunfei can truly integrate the power of all gunmen, allowing him at the holy realm level to release power comparable to the great saint level.

"Nan Xunfei, are you still so stubborn and want to resist my heavenly power?" The thin man screamed: "When our clan reinforcements arrive, we will definitely kill all your Nan family, and leave no grass."

Nan Xunfei sneered. He sent someone to the Demon Altar and knew what had happened to the Demon Altar. He also made up the determination to fight to the end. This is a war that cannot be compromised. Either life or death.

The next moment, Nanxun flew up in the air, and the golden spear in his hand pointed at the thin man from afar.

Boom... The giant dragon, more than a thousand meters long, roared and dived from the sky. The thin man gritted his teeth and then sank into the ground.

The battle gun in Nan Xunfei's hand lifted it into the air. The giant dragon that was swooping down seemed to have its own life, drew an arc and roared into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the thin man came out of the beach by the Bishui River, moved his body a little, and stared at Nan Xunfei in the distance in anger. His Dharma image could not withstand such heavy blows and could not break the gun force, so he could not go further.

At this moment, a strong man also came out from under the beach with an extremely ugly monster on his back, standing more than ten meters behind the thin man, looking at the back of the thin man with a silly smile on his face.

The thin man focused all his attention on Nan Xunfei. After all, the giant dragon was still hovering in the air and did not notice any strangeness.

"Nan Xunfei, you are forcing me, so don't blame me for being ruthless," the thin man said sinisterly, and then he stretched out his hand and a light blue lotus appeared in his palm.

Then, the thin man slowly raised the light blue lotus above his head, and his breath suddenly rolled in all directions.

The strong man behind seemed to smell some good smell, sniffed, and his eyes turned to the light blue lotus, and a white light shot out from his mouth like lightning. No one could see clearly what was going on. However, the light blue lotus in the thin man's hand disappeared inexplicably, and the strong man was trying hard to chew.

The thin man was trying hard to circulate his spiritual veins, and suddenly felt that the spiritual energy had lost its support. He also lightened his hand. Only then did he realize that his treasure had disappeared. Then, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he suddenly turned his head, and saw the strong man opposite him.

"You..." I found that the strong man opposite seemed to be chewing something. Thinking of the lotus that disappeared in his hand, the thin man's eyes immediately burst into tears and immediately roared: "You dare..."

Before he finished speaking, the thin man suddenly stabbed the long cone in his hand, which brought a sharp wind in the air and pierced the strong man's eyebrows.

At this moment, the ugly monster on the strong man's back took action, a trace of gray smoke wrapped around like a spirit snake, and only touched the long cone with a light touch. The thin man had already screamed and staggered backwards.

Immediately afterwards, the weird man left the strong man's back and walked forward slowly. Seeing the other person's extremely strange appearance, the thin man couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Chapter completed!