The wind and clouds were surging, and the thunder was thunder. A large number of immortals appeared in front of them, with their fighting spirit soaring into the sky and their murderous aura, rushing towards them like countless waves.

"It's the army of the immortals, ready to fight!" Huangfu Shaowei shouted, and the Yanzhou camps all took out their weapons to fight.

"General!" Zhang Zhi also called Yang Fanhai and reminded him.

"No rash action is allowed!" Yang Fanhai shouted at the rushing immortal army, flashing his wings and soaring into the air, and greeted the immortal army.

If you can't fight, you can't stop once you start fighting... Such a voice appeared in his heart, constantly shouting. After many battles, he knew that war is a ferocious beast. Once he opened the cage, he could no longer be locked up.

Too many people are paying attention to this war, just like the war in the past, which seems to be just the struggle between the human race and the witch race, Gongsun Xuanyuan and Chiyou, but behind it there are countless plots, making the parties involved, including themselves, like dolls.

The same is true today. The difference is that this doll was replaced by himself and Emperor Haotian. No matter how many there were, it was his uncle and his mother's blood relatives. If there were any conflicts, they could be resolved privately. Why should people be teased like dolls?

Why did Emperor Haotian ask the demon lie to assassinate Gongsun Xuanyuan? Why did he deliberately make things difficult for the human race during the war in Jiuzhou? Why did the Holy Emperor Fuxi start a war? What exactly did he know and what was the basis for?

He felt that there was room for maneuver in this war, and he felt that the development of the whole thing was full of mystery. If he could figure out these things out, he might be able to quit, provided that he needed to meet Emperor Haotian.

Before rushing to the army of immortals, Yang Fanhai concentrated and inhaled, roaring: "Stop!"

The sound was like thunder and the momentum was like a strong wind, causing a shocking feeling, and rushed forward like a tsunami.

"A group of ants in the lower realm actually intend to attack the heavens, which is very foolish!"

"I have been spared for many years and dared to kill the master. I am so arrogant that I don't know who is the master of this world."

"Kill, kill these ants, don't leave any of them. If they don't let them see the blood flowing into a river, how can they know that my fairy clan is so powerful!"

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Yang Fanhai thought he could let the other party stop, but in the end he found that he was overestimating it. At this time, the immortals roared and furious. They had always considered themselves extraordinary and superior to any other race. They were angry by the human race's actions and could not bear being so provoked by a inferior race in their eyes.

When they rushed to the front of them, without saying anything, all the immortals took action together, the wind was howling, and the thunder and thunder were thundering, and even Yang Fanhai's roar was drowned in this terrifying movement.

In front of the countless immortal army, Yang Fanhai, who was alone, was like a drop in the ocean, as if he was about to be crushed in an instant.

Looking at the powerful army of immortals, Yang Fanhai did not dare to be careless. He shouted in a deep voice and urged countless evil spirits to gush out, like a monster with countless tentacles roaring and roaring around.

Wherever the tentacles reach, the power of devouring transforms huge black holes, decomposing the various means of killing the true energy into the vital energy of heaven and earth, and then devouring them all.

One person's power can defeat tens of thousands of people, but he cannot decide the general trend with one person's power. He can resolve the attack on himself, but he cannot resolve all the attacks. More than half of the attacks turned into a raging wave and rushed towards the Yanzhou camp behind him.

Although the soldiers in Yanzhou camp have relatively good cultivation, they have always been able to exert huge combat power because of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches. Moreover, their combat power is mainly attack, but their defense is limited. If this attack is overwhelming, countless casualties will definitely be killed or injured.

Don't be beaten passively... Yang Fanhai immediately yelled: "Yanzhou Camp, kill with me!"

"kill!"

Yanzhou Camp roared, its momentum was as powerful as a mountain. The formation was activated and connected with Yang Fanhai who had flew back. The formation was circulating, turning into a phantom of twelve ferocious beasts and rushing out.

It was like a long dragon rushing forward, and Yang Fanhai led an army of ten thousand to directly break into the army of immortals.

The clouds surged, causing darkness on Jianmu, as if dawn had passed, only sinking. In the clouds, thunder bombed, and lightning bolts, like a long snake wandering, rushing towards the center, as if entering the center.

The army of immortals in front of us is hundreds of millions. Although they are not real soldiers, even if they use magical powers with their eyes closed, they will be earth-shaking.

The phantoms of the twelve ferocious beasts roared the world, causing the energy of heaven and earth to come out, constantly bombarding the surrounding attacks, using attack as the defense. The guns were lit up and shuttled through the vast attacks, and they were roundabout, condensing without dispersing.

The evil spirit is majestic, and it hits all directions, inhales endless energy, rushes into Yang Fanhai's body, and feeds back into the heavenly stems and earthly branches formation, stirring all directions, making turbulent and turbulent.

Yang Fanhai led the Yanzhou camp, like a small boat bumping in the stormy waves, rising and falling, constantly being surged up to the top of the peak by the big waves, but could not be overturned no matter what.

"Kill, kill this group of human race's bastards!"

"Kill, kill this demon, it was him. He killed our fellow tribe in Jiuzhou back then!"

"Don't let this group of lowly lowly people escape, and no one of them escapes. Kill these dogs and fuck into Jiuzhou and let the servants know that they will always be just a group of servants."

The immortal army roared repeatedly, and each of them tried their best to crush Yang Fanhai and Yanzhou Camp.

With a breath, he led the people behind him to deal with the attacks around him carefully. He never thought that the immortal clan would take the initiative to attack, and so many people came at once. Even Yang Fanhai was caught off guard. It was difficult to kill the enemy at this moment, so it would be a great blessing to be able to survive.

From the surging energy, he could see the furious and ferocious faces of the surrounding immortals, and suddenly he was still scared, which made him suddenly remember himself, who was dominated by evil spirits, with only murderous thoughts in his heart, and nothing else.

It turns out that things like evil spirits are not only own, but also others.

At this moment, he suddenly felt deeply in his heart. If a person has a murderous thought, it is evil spirit, and everyone has it. The difference is only strong and weak. He is determined to stay away from evil spirit, but these people take the initiative to let evil spirit do evil spirit, which is not ridiculous.

Absurd, indescribable absurdity... Yang Fanhai sighed in his heart and suddenly heard a scream. When he looked back, there was a small gap in the formation of the heavenly stems and earthly branches behind him.

The attacks around these are really terrible. If you are not careful, you will be devastated. If you are distracted, the soldiers in that formation will suffer disasters and be erased instantly.

"ah!"

With a roar, Yang Fanhai felt that his heart was bleeding. There was no reason for the battlefield to kill more enemies. No matter how many of his enemies were killed, he would feel uncomfortable even if he died.

Especially the Yanzhou Camp followed him to fight south and north for many years, and was his own personal soldiers or his brothers. Because of the formation of heavenly stems and earthly branches, and his magical powers, they have always been rarely damaged, and even fled in the fierce battles like the Battle of Banquan.

But today, in such a trance, he lost hundreds of damage, and even his body was not left behind, which made him feel relieved.

When his heart aches, evil thoughts arise, and evil spirits surge even more crazy. Yang Fanhai soars into the sky, and his purple spear comes out like a mad dragon exploring the sea. His arms turn out from behind him, holding the Qiankun bow in his hand, and arrow lights shot out one after another.

With his strength, he attacked with all his strength, coupled with the power of evil spirits, condensing the power of the four symbols, and it was difficult for anyone to stop him under the Immortal King, and the immortal clan was killed and injured for a while.

But the strong is only strong, so there can be no mistakes in the formation. Yanzhou camp has only 10,000 people, and hundreds of them are lost at once, which will naturally cause the formation of the heavenly stems and earthly branches to become incomplete and greatly reduce its power.

The twelve generals hurriedly mobilized people and horses to fill it up, intending to maintain the balance of the formation. But at this time the battle is dangerous, so there is no time. One move moves the whole body, and when it moves here, other places will have an impact. If the balance is not filled, the formation will collapse.

Movement means death, and not moving means death, as if he is trapped in a vicious cycle. No matter how strong Yang Fanhai is, he cannot change the collapse like a mountain collapse. After only two hours of battle, more than half of the ten thousand Yanzhou camps were killed or injured.

"ah!"

Yang Fanhai is like a madman, and with the help of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, it is unstoppable. However, the immortals are not stupid people. It has been seen that Yang Fanhai is a hoist and is difficult to deal with.

If you want to lose the profit, you must first cut off the root. Among them, the strong will no longer deal with Yang Fanhai, but will only call Yanzhou camp. In this way, the pressure will be greater, and it will be neither Yang Fanhai will save nor not rescue him.

In the dilemma, it was already a critical moment of destruction. If this continues, even if Yang Fanhai can escape the danger himself, no one in Yanzhou Camp will survive.

When I was anxious, I heard a shouting and roar from behind, and saw the army coming with evil spirits again. The leader was General Zhuge, the 30,000 troops sent by the Saint Emperor Fuxi.

This is a truly slaughtering army that has been through many battles. It is already powerful and has survived in the demon world for more than 7,000 years. Even if it does not have the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches formation, its combat power is too much better than that of Yanzhou Camp.

Advance and retreat in moderation, attack and defense in moderation, and the purest combat ability, just one encounter will break a huge gap in the immortal army.

Then Rio Tinto and Ying Long led their troops from both wings. Taking advantage of General Zhuge's attack, Yang Fanhai and Yanzhou Camp responded from behind. Four teams charged forward, responding from inside to outside, and instantly shattered the immortal army.

The heavens are too far away and it takes one year to declare war, which also leads to the immortal world not understanding the human information quickly enough. Only knowing that Yang Fanhai, Rio Tinto, Ying Long and others did not know that General Zhuge also appeared.

The person who was killed was overturned, and it was still unclear where this team came from. After a long battle, the collapse was even greater. Seeing that the casualties were too heavy, the leader of the immortal clan finally issued a retreat order, leaving behind a corpse and retreating to the heaven.

Yang Fanhai stopped and looked back and saw that there were only 2,000 Yanzhou camps left.

The 8,000 people who died were like flesh and blood brothers. For their sake, they were not even willing to accept promotion from the court, and they only wanted to be a soldier in Yanzhou Camp.

But this first battle to conquer the sky has lost so much. Yang Fanhai was full of evil spirits and furious, his eyes were red, and he shouted: "Yanzhou Camp gathers!"

He waved the purple spear in his hand and pointed at the sky: "Kill with me!"
Chapter completed!