In Su Yun's initial plan.

He planned to use the hands of other immortal disciples to kill all the low-level demon races in this area one by one.

But in order to avoid the situation where safety is threatened by Fushan at all times.

After being forced to kill three Demon Sects to build foundations and leave the camp, Su Yun has temporarily given up on this plan.

The reason is very simple.

The farthest distance of the secret puppet is only 1,150 meters, but Su Yun was more than thirty miles away from the monks at this time.

The whip is beyond reach.

But now considering the issue of military merit exchange, Su Yun subconsciously remembered this incident again.

If the demon cultivator finally completes the blocking mission and still has a part of it left, he doesn't mind finding an opportunity to take away all their demon pills before entering the camp.

This is not possible yet.

Su Yun took over the secret puppet's sight again and continued to observe the movements in the distance.

After the monks of the demon clan suddenly retreated, the monks immediately sent a large number of scouts to investigate the subsequent situation.

A full hour later.

It was confirmed that the demon clan had completely left the surrounding area for dozens of miles, and the sound of shocking noise and cheers suddenly came from the distance.

soon.

The team moved at an unprecedented speed.

Su Yun also quickly left his current position with a different speed, avoiding being discovered by Fushan's spiritual exploration.

Before it got dark, the monks advanced about fifty miles.

This is already the limit that can be achieved while maintaining the formation. After all, it took a while before departure.

At this time, there are still four hundred miles left to the station.

There are still twelve days left before the Golden Pill monk changes defense.

On the second day, the demon clan was still missing, and the monks moved quickly again, pushing nearly sixty miles again that day.

Day 3: The situation is the same as above, and the cultivators are very excited, and they still maintain almost the same speed.

At this time, the base is less than three hundred miles away.

There are still ten days left before the Golden Pill monk changes his defense.

Night falls again.

The camp was filled with a joyful atmosphere, and even the monks in charge of the periphery were relaxed.

But Su Yun knew very well that they were too happy.

really.

By the early morning of the next day, the battle situation changed dramatically again.

When the team passes through a forest.

Taking advantage of the many immortal disciples' alert relaxation, the demon cultivators bravely launched a surprise attack with the help of the formation!

The two sides fought several fierce battles in the nearby mountains and forests.

Until the sun sets in the west, this sudden attack came to an end with the retreat of the demon clan.

The two sides set up temporary camps more than ten miles apart and began to lick the wounds in the residence in order to recover as soon as possible.

This battle.

The monk side was caught off guard and lost hundreds of people in this battle.

And because of the natural disadvantage in terms of numbers, the demon clan also paid a considerable price.

The corpses on the ground can be seen everywhere in the mountains and forests, and countless broken limbs and broken arms are thrown away.

The gurgling blood soaked the surrounding land, dyeing the dark brown soil dark red.

A strong smell of blood is filled with a few miles.

So far.

There are about 160 disciples left on one side of the Immortal Sect, and about 100 left on the Demon Clan.

Thanks to the existence of four demon soldiers, the power comparison between the two sides began to enter a dangerous level.

Su Yun observed this scene from a distance between dozens of miles, with a faint gaze and an inexplicable expression.

He once again felt the malice of this world towards the lower-level monks from the tragic battle situation in front of him.

In this war that swept the entire Northern Wasteland.

I'm afraid all the low-level monks and demon clans are just the targets of the top leaders of the two tribes to train each other.

Even the vast area where Su Yun is located is just an inconspicuous corner of this vast northern desert, and it is not worth mentioning at all.

Areas like this are divided into at least hundreds of places within a radius of tens of thousands of miles!

Tens of thousands of Qi Refining Cultivators accepted the recruitment of tasks from various major forces.

Then the transfer is completed through different temporary stations, and then it disperses like ants.

The fierce battle similar to the scene that Su Yun saw today is also constantly being staged in other battlefields.

After fierce battles, there will always be someone who stands out and seizes the opportunity to go straight to the sky.

And these lucky people who have received a lot of attention.

Most of them are genius monks with top qualifications, outstanding backgrounds and strong combat power.

They come from the core training sequences of major practice sects and large forces urgently need to prove themselves through military achievements, so as to win more support from within the forces.

As for the others, they are just green leaves that foil with red flowers.

Even if there are many casualties or heavy casualties, I am afraid that the high-level monks will not be qualified to take a look at it!

Great power belongs to its own world, and the classes derived from power are the most difficult to overcome.

…

Like blood, the setting sun gradually sinks.

In the messy forest, several formation lights quietly lit up.

Night falls again.

It's a weird night.

here we go!

At the edge of the formation, Fu Shan and others, covered in "scars", were sitting on the ground around a big tree.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and waves of crying sounded into my ears.

Today, one of the disciples of the Immortal Sect suffered heavy losses. Many people watched the members of the team who were close to their fellow disciples and even supported each other lose their lives, so their emotions were naturally uncontrollable.

"Sir, there are a lot of people who die today. Do you need to continue next?" Hutu, the demon soldier who spoke first, was still the iron-headed one. It seems that he was always injured.

Fu Shanyin had a calm face and looked a little uncomfortable.

Although he was the one who ordered the sneak attack tactic to be executed, he also did not expect that such a large casualty would occur to the disciples of the Immortal Sect during the specific execution.

During the raid today, four demon soldiers rushed forward abnormally, which directly led to the formation of one of the monks being temporarily disrupted, otherwise such an exaggerated battle loss ratio would not have occurred.

Although Fu Shan had discovered this problem in advance through his spiritual sense, he could not let his subordinates stop rushing to the formation.

No matter how obedient one's actions are, no one will suddenly stop at the critical moment of life and death and abandon all their advantages.

What's the difference between going up and giving away a head?

And once such abnormal situations occur.

Not to mention that the monks in the Supervision Palace will become suspicious during the review, even the disciples of the Immortal Sect cannot be all fools, and it will inevitably cause unnecessary ups and downs.

After pondering for a while, Fushan sent a message to the four demon soldiers again, ordering them not to attack the monks' team for the time being and continue to adopt the tactic of following the harassment.

At this time, there is still a long way from the human resident, and this interception war cannot enter the final stage so quickly.

As the night darkened, the camp gradually returned to quiet.

Except for the few monks responsible for the alert, everyone else forced themselves to enter a state of rest.

I don’t know what kind of actions the demon clan will do tomorrow. It is the most important thing to seize the time to heal and restore spiritual power.

However, too much blood has been scattered in this forest today, and the strong smell of blood has even spread dozens of miles away with the wind.

Mid-time.

The blood moon hangs high, and the yin energy is burning!

A light red mist covering hundreds of feet of magnitude spread from the darkness.

The aura of formations surrounding the camp could not stop the infiltration of the fog.

As the blood mist rose, a heart-wrenching cold air conditioner surged in the air.

The dark red light flows quietly through the barriers of sparse branches and leaves.
Chapter completed!