As more and more soldiers enter this area, they will eventually form a field of people belonging to the gods of mountains and seas. It will be no problem to resist the suppression of the large formation and restore nearly half of the combat power.

Bai Fengjiu and the girl Qianqiu were located on the altar on the first stairs, only more than twenty meters away from the foot of the mountain. At this time, he had already seen more than a dozen soldiers of the Black Mountain tribe rushing up.

The hideous armor, giant shields and heavy hammers were like heavy soldiers from the Middle Ages, but the various patterns and brilliance flashing on their armor were obviously many times stronger than those heavy cavalry.

The girl Qianqiu took a deep breath and said, "Are you careful, stand around the altar and form a formation to fight the enemy."

These thirty monks seemed to have experienced war. Although they were tired at this time, they quickly fought their positions. A thick fog quickly rose from the altar, covering the surroundings.

This is the Qingyue Mist Formation. In this large formation, the people in the main formation can sense all the positions and information of the enemy through the information transmitted from the fog, while the people who break into the formation cannot know the information of the enemy.

And this thick fog is different. It can cover a radius of one mile. The thick fog cannot be dispelled by ordinary means, and even magical powers cannot be used.

Unless you break the altar and break the array eye, only those who are proficient in array can see through the rules of the operation of the formation, but if you want to break the array, you still can't get around the array eye.

At this time, the thick fog was gathered, and Bai Fengjiu felt a strange force connected to him, and the positions of the gods and people rushed into the formation appeared in his mind.

The girl Qianqiu's will was also associated with him, and they began to use their means separately.

Qianqiu led the thirty monks to rush forward and aimed at the target they selected. Bai Fengjiu stayed to preside over the formation and immediately used magical powers and magic to rescue wherever there was danger.

A master of magical power among the gods of the mountains and seas looked around vigilantly. The Qingyue Mist Formation has appeared on the battlefield for more than a day or two, and they still have some means to deal with this formation.

The first thing is to keep calm and not panic because of the appearance of this formation, otherwise people will take advantage of the situation.

The second is to have at least two people in a group, back to back, and then face sneak attacks that may occur at any time.

Generally, there are not too many hostile monks in the altar that use this formation, because there are too many enemies, chaos will form in the thick fog, obstruction of vision and thoughts, which can easily cause various command conflicts.

This is a formation suitable for small-scale combat, so he is not nervous. With his strength, he can stabilize his position. He just saw that there is no master who surpasses the level of magical power on the altar guarding this area.

The three personal guards behind him were already holding up huge shields back to back with him, and the injected qi and blood into form an airtight defensive shield, and they were not afraid of any sneak attack.

The girl Qianqiu had already arrived three meters away from him, looking at them calmly in the thick fog.

With the transmission of thoughts, thirty monks quickly distributed to all directions, surrounding the four gods and people from the mountains, seas and gods.

The next moment, more than thirty magic arrays fell down and rushed towards the four figures in the center.

Boom boom boom boom

The spell formation launched a huge explosion, and the light shield exploded, but when the fifth spell exploded, the light shield was already destroyed.

The light shield was destroyed, and the remaining spell formations fell on the giant shields on all sides. The huge power made the Shanhai Shenmin behind the giant shields on all sides look solemn. The power from their bodies made them very uncomfortable.

Almost immediately used their respective spells to bless themselves. Their bodies were dark and shining with the light of rocks, greatly improving their defense capabilities.

Until the last magic array was destroyed, the four Black Mountain masters were almost injured, but they consumed a lot of qi and blood. The leading Black Mountain master sneered. It was obvious that everything was under his calculations, and he safely survived an attack.

His eyes were cold, and a magical power was nurturing in his body, and he was about to rush out, but at this time, a white voice appeared in front of him in an instant, and punched him onto his shield.

He was stunned at first, and then he looked very happy because he saw a girl who appeared in front of him, with a petite figure, but rushed out to fight with him.

A grim smile flashed in his eyes: "A mere demon fox dares to compete with me for his body, see if I punch you to death."

Fierce blood flashed in his eyes, and then a magical power poured into his big shield. The giant shield exuded a heavy feeling, like a giant mountain.

The great magic technique of thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains.

With the blessing of this technique, the weight of any magic weapon can be increased by hundreds of times, and at this time, the fifth-level Black Mountain tribe suddenly pressed down on the girl Qianqiu.

The momentum was like a mountain, and the air was twisted under a huge weight. It seemed that it was really under a mountain.

Facing the giant shield falling from the head, the girl Qianqiu's face remained unchanged, and she still punched out with a punch. Her crystal fist, fair skin, was as beautiful as jade, and she looked cute.

But it was this crystal-clear fist that hit the giant shield.

The fifth-level Black Mountain leader's face changed drastically. He felt that his magical power suddenly lost control and disappeared out of thin air, while at the same time, an endless huge force hit his giant shield.

The overwhelming force came to the scene, and the giant shield sank, and a crystal fist pierced through the giant shield and hit his chest straight.

Huge power can simply break the void.

The Black Mountain leader's body was shaking loudly, and countless crackling sounds kept ringing. It was the sound of bone breaking. Waves of impact spread along his chest towards his body and limbs, and even created waves.

At the end of the wave, with a dull sound, the commander of the Black Mountain exploded and turned into a blood mist, and accompanied by a strong energy, several Black Mountain soldiers behind it were involved.

Amid the huge whistling sound, all the soldiers spit blood and flew up. More than 30 fox monks on the side also seized the opportunity to cover them with spells, knocking them to ashes.

Bai Fengjiu could see clearly from a distance by using the presiding formation, and her eyes were shocked: "Brave, really tough, Qianqiu is really tough. Whoever marrys her in the future will definitely be suppressed for the rest of her life."

As if he felt something, Qianqiu looked in the direction of Bai Fengjiu in confusion, and anger arose inexplicably in his heart.

However, at this time, several powerful auras appeared in Bai Fengjiu and the girl Qianqiu's minds. The girl Qianqiu's face changed slightly, and her body moved, leading the fox monks to rush to where the aura was.

At this time, Bai Fengjiu also took action, and a magic sword of destruction rose and instantly stabbed towards the invader who was revealed in his will.

The evil spirit is fierce and the battlefield is like blood.

After a hundred years of bloody battles, the people of the mountains, seas, gods, humans, and demons paid billions of casualties, and the population of the entire Eternal Shenzhou decreased by one tenth in a hundred years.

The heavy price was dyed red in every level, with flesh and blood storm covering every level.

In this bloody battle, the two tribes of the shemale and demons paid a huge price, and the bloodline of the Dao Zun who died in battle exceeded double digits.

Among them, there are even nine invincible masters who have achieved great bloodline, all of which were caused by the attack of the Fantasy Moon Heavenly Lord.

Every time the Fantasy Moon Heavenly Lord takes action, a master with great blood will inevitably burn out his bloodline. With the luck of the entire human and demon clan, the power of civilization as a backing, plus the taboo blood soldiers, it can only be supported.

There was even one time when two ancestors with great bloodlines were dispatched to snipe the Heavenly Lord, which was a war with almost no hope of victory, but no one gave up, and none of them was.

Everyone knows that giving up means becoming a slave forever. This time everyone knows that once you are defeated, the gods and people of the mountains and seas will definitely forbid everyone. The cultivation method of the two demons and even killing the race may not be certain.

Death is like a shadow that covers everyone's heads, and everyone is fighting for themselves and for their race.

On an altar at Wanshan Pass, Bai Fengjiu and the girl Qianqiu came side by side. Looking at the army of Shanhai Shenmin who was launching a new round of attacks in the distance, both of them had solemnity.

Bai Fengjiu's face changed a lot compared to a hundred years ago. Her eyes were sharp and her breath was condensed. She was surrounded by a powerful fighting spirit, and her body seemed to be stronger and stronger. She felt like a reliable feeling like a stubborn and stubborn king.

All of this shows that he is different from the past, an essential flyby.

The girl Qianqiu on the side has also changed a lot. Her heart seems to be nurturing an invincible fighting spirit and an extremely firm will, which makes her look heroic.

At this time, there were twenty-one fox monks following them. During the hundred-year bloody battle, nine monks had already died.

Their ability to survive was entirely due to the powerful combat power of Bai Fengjiu and the young girl Qianqiu. Many small tribes that guarded the altar at the same time, as them, had long been killed in battle, and only with good luck could they survive.

However, although they encountered a heavy price, they gained a lot. At this time, Bai Fengjiu's cultivation had already entered the peak of the Dharma body, and the girl Qianqiu also reached this level.

Every time they successfully guard the altar, they will exchange corresponding resources for their own practice based on their military merits.

Moreover, the guarding mission is a rotational system. There is a reserve army behind Shanhaiguan, which also comes from tribes. After each successful guarding, they will have a rotation opportunity to enter the reserve camp to rest, recuperate, and exchange supplies at the same time.

Through this rotation system, their long-lasting combat ability is guaranteed, and the strength of each level is guaranteed, and they will not fall into a war of attrition that will never retreat.

Almost all the fox monks around them have entered the level of magical powers. The war has gone through now, and almost every living person has increased their combat power.

However, their strength has improved, and the people of the Shanhai Shenshen has also improved a lot. The cruel bloody battle has allowed the elite troops to survive among the Shanhai Shenshen.

Bai Fengjiu saw the new round of offensive about to be launched, and a trace of solemnity appeared in her heart: "How long do you think this war will last?"
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