On the top of the mountain, Taoist Yu Yu sat on the branch of an ancient pine tree, holding a wine gourd and drinking happily.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed coldly, and he looked at the direction where Ji Hao was. Ji Hao's two swords were clearly seen by Taoist Yu Yu.

A sword intent that was extremely terrifying and extremely sharp, as if torn the entire sky, the earth, and the entire prehistoric universe into pieces soared into the sky. Then a misty purple aura lingered in Taoist Yu Yu's eyes, and the terrifying sword intent was forcibly restrained and suppressed in his heart.

His ten fingers trembled violently, and every pore of Taoist Yu Yu had a strange bright light emitted. Behind him, a flame-like light column condensed into a flaming tower. A ray of purple air rushed straight into the sky from his head, and then turned into a hundred acres of celebratory clouds, spreading slowly, and golden light drooped down from the purple clouds, like silk threads and hanging like garlands.

"The hands are itchy, itchy!" Taoist Yu Yu held the wine gourd tightly in his hands, and drank the wine in big mouthfuls. His long hair was flying wildly and unrestrainedly: "I really want to slash the tower with a sword! Good disciple, these two swords are wonderful!"

"No, no, I can't look at it anymore. If you keep looking, you can't help but itchy hands." Taoist Yu Yu turned around with a thrust all over, closed his eyes hard, and Qingyun on his head quickly retracted his body. He closed his six senses and isolated all his perceptions to the outside world.

"A good disciple, he is really a good disciple. It seems that someone can pass on the swordsmanship of the master?" Taoist Yu Yu gulped the wine and murmured to himself: "Abao and the others have only learned the superficial knowledge of the swordsmanship of the master. Um... I have to keep a close eye on it, don't be harmed by those shameless people."

After pondering for a while, Taoist Yu Yu threw down the wine pot and made a move. The trunk of the ancient pine tree cracked, and a crystal-like tree heart flew out. It was split and turned into nine small wooden swords by Taoist Yu Yu. Taoist Yu Yu smiled faintly, waved his fingers gently on the wooden sword, and continuously drew sharp sword talismans on the wooden sword.

In the blink of an eye, the wooden sword was formed. Taoist Yu Yu threw the wooden sword away, and the wooden sword suddenly flew out of the air.

"Bao, add these nine sword talismans to the sword formation... You personally preside over the Nine Palace Sword Formation, just let it go!" Taoist Yu Yu said softly to the air, then grabbed the wine pot, and drank several sips of wine in a big mouthful.

On the blood-colored tower, a tall figure appeared in the blood light. He grabbed a flagpole in his left hand, and a blood-colored battle flag was flying violently on the top of the flagpole. The strong wind blew. The blood mist spitted on the battle flag flew hundreds of miles away with the wind, like a fire cloud illuminating the sky.

"Fight the people of Blood Moon!" A tall figure with blood light sprayed out of three eyes was a dozen miles long shouted sternly: "Put on your armor, grab your weapons, and fight!"

The fighting spirit collapsed. The defeated generals of the Qian clan who were fleeing in a hurry to the north suddenly stopped. They turned around and saw the blood-colored tower and the blood-colored battle flag flying fiercely on the blood-colored tower.

An inexplicable fighting will surged from the hearts of these defeated generals. Their eyes were covered with blood at the same time, and a crazy aura ejaculated from them, and many of the Ga warriors instantly fell into a state of madness.

They gasped and their mouths were filled with hot flames. The Ga warriors howled and ran towards the armor and weapons they had discarded. They put on armor and grabbed the weapons. They shouted loudly to each other and reported their numbers. Under the command of their respective generals, they quickly re-arranged into neat square formations.

The elites of the Gan clan also stopped, and blood mist rose all over their bodies, and they were also gasping for breath. They raised their staff, recited spells, and continuously blessed various blood moon secret spells on their warriors.

The bodies of the Ga tribe warriors expanded, their blood was boiling, and their fighting intentions were burning. They suddenly changed from escaped cowards to brave warriors.

They forgot the human army surrounded from three sides, they forgot the main force of the family that had just been annihilated. They just looked at the bloody battle flag, raised their weapons and saluted the battle flag, and then took off their big strides and ran wildly towards the south.

They rushed towards the city that had just swallowed the main force of the Gan clan army.

Ji Hao stood in the air holding the Flame Dragon Sword, glanced at the defeated soldiers of the Gan family who were rekindled their desire to fight, shook their heads, and no longer paid more attention to them. As long as they dared to step into the 300-mile penalty area, they would never survive under the sword formation.

The tall figure standing on the blood-colored tower shouted loudly, and his voice instantly spread throughout the vast space of thousands of miles through the blessing of the blood-colored tower: "Avoid that city and stay away from him for five hundred miles, you will not be hurt! Avoid that city and launch an attack, attack, attack on the human race!"

"Kill every human race you see and kill them all! We will win this battle!"

Song Gu, who was huge in body, let out a crazy roar, as if echoing the shouting of the figure. Song Gu moved his huge body, and with more than ten thousand tree demons, he rumbled towards the soldiers of the Lei Ze tribe who were surrounding the east.

More elite legions of the Yu clan and the Jia clan emerged from the ground. They formed a large square formation on the ground, and welcomed the human army under the command of Si Wenming with high fighting spirit.

Ying Yunpeng glanced at Ji Hao from afar, smiled grimly, and then waved his hand. The archers in the East Wilderness drove the birds and beasts to follow the sky above the Yu clan army and rushed towards the human army.

Next to the East Wilderness archers ruled by Ying Yunpeng, a large group of Yu tribe warriors stepped on metal discs with about a meter in diameter, lined up in an orderly line to "fly with their wings". Against the backdrop of the blood clouds spewing out of the bloody battle flag, the birds and beasts that quickly slapped their wings and the flying disc forged by the master cultivator, the two were mixed together, and they actually had an evil and magnificent beauty.

Ji Hao was floating in the air, looking helplessly at the alien army that avoided the range of killing the sword formation.

Taoist Yu Yu's sword formation is powerful, but Ji Hao cannot control it freely. After he set up the sword formation, if he wants to move the sword formation, he must put it away. However, a cold murderous intent enveloped Ji Hao. Ji Hao knew it clearly that as long as he removed the sword formation, the masters of the alien race would launch a fatal blow on him and completely wipe him out.

He could only stand in the sword formation and accept the protection of the sword formation. He was powerless to use the entire battle situation.

"Strength!" Ji Hao held his hands tightly and gritted his teeth to look at the alien army rolling away.

These guys suddenly appeared from the hinterland of Evil Dragon Bay. For the human race, they were undoubtedly stabbing them hard in the heart.

The Akasaka Mountain Front is in danger! (To be continued.)

Chapter 408:
Chapter completed!