The situation on the battlefield became increasingly chaotic, and the human race was actually suffering a little because of the joining of the four evil cultivators of the Return Realm.

This time, the alien race itself sent a large number of people. Of course, there were not many royal races, most of them were high-level alien races, but there were also realms of the realm of all things among the high-level alien races.

The emergence of the four evil cultivators made the elders of the mountains have to give up their opponents and instead besiege the three evil cultivators.

With less combat power at the top, the situation of the battle is in decline. If it weren't for the alien race, it would have been even more difficult.

"Senior brother, what should I do now?" Fang Zheng asked hurriedly.

This situation made me a little panicked.

Zuo Mu thought about it and suddenly smiled, "Junior Brother Fang, don't worry."

Founder "???"

What's the thing?

Now you tell me not to worry about this situation.

The alien races are almost winning. Look at the scene, many of the disciples of major sects have died tragically.

It was the elders who were all pale in their faces. Fortunately, the royal family came this time, otherwise they would have been burping faster.

Not only are the level-levels among the alien races, but even the combat power is very different.

It is also in the realm of all things, but the royal family can suppress high-level alien races and beat them out in an instant.

The same is true for the high-level alien races to the middle-level alien races.

All right.

There seem to be few intermediate aliens who can break through to the realm of all dharmas, but he has never seen them before.

I instantly felt that these middle-level and low-level aliens were very garbage.

It is probably these alien races that my father resisted, and fortunately these garbage were the ones who were really replaced by high-level alien races.

I didn't say that I was cold enough to go back and fulfill my filial piety. Maybe I could still get the position of the city lord.

By the way, should I go back and see my cheap dad?

I am so powerful, how can I not pretend to be a thrust?

Retracting his thoughts, Fang Zheng looked at the situation in the field and said, "Senior Brother, why don't you call me back to the fifth brother, let's go back to bring reinforcements."

"No, look at mine."

Zuo Mu said, suddenly took out a pitch-black token, and a stream of energy was input into it, and the token suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.

Zuo Mu put away the token and said, "Okay."

"alright?"

Why do you feel like you are fooling me?

Just as he was thinking, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky, and the wind swept across the surroundings.

"Roaring Wind Beast"

"Senior brother, why is the Roaring Wind Beast here?"

Isn’t this the mount that the second senior brother rode when he came?

I was so envious, I was flying so fast.

"Of course, the second senior brother stayed here just to deal with emergencies."

As soon as the roaring wind beast came, everyone changed their color. On the other side of the alien race, several royal families cursed "despicable".

Turn around and run away, greeting the fighting aliens to run away, and cursing in their hearts that the human race is despicable.

It's shameless.

All the monsters in the Dao Realm have been created, so that’s a big deal.

Or is this kind of monster that is known for its speed, even at the same level, it may not be able to catch up with it.

All the royal aliens ran away at once. Some of the high-level aliens wanted to run away, but before they left, they were surrounded instantly.

He had to let out an unwilling roar and was besieged to death.

The Blood Evil Mad Demon also saw the roaring wind beast. He was almost frightened and backfired when he was brewing his ultimate move.

"You can do it yourself, I won't play with you anymore."

The vast giant peak pressed down on Zhan Ziqing, and turned around and left directly.

Zhan Ziqing did not dare to be careless when facing this move of the Blood Evil Mad Demon. After all, the other party was also from the Blood Spirit Sect.

Just as he was about to take action, the roaring wind beast spread its wings, a shocking hurricane hit, the mountain shattered, the body of the blood-evil man who had escaped was broken, and the remaining spirits fled quickly.

Gray airflows appeared in the pale eyes of the boy Xuanmu.

In the air, pairs of eyes appeared, and gray light hit the people in Yujian Mountain, and the lightswords collided, and the bursting waves of air covered the sky.

Under Zuo Mu's control, the roaring wind beast turned around and attacked the Xuanmu Boy.

With a long roar, a stream of light flashed by, and the mysterious boy was divided into two halves, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Fang Zheng was so excited to see this scene. It was so amazing.

Immediately afterwards, a deep sense of inferiority surged into my heart. I was so useless that I could not compare to a monster.

Seeing Fang Zheng's sudden frustration, Zuo Mu asked strangely: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Senior brother, I'm so useless. After practicing for so long, I can't even compare to a monster."

Zuo Mu "..."

Why do I feel even more useless after listening to what you said?

Strike.

He was deeply hit and the joy just now disappeared.

The two of them lowered their heads with a frustrated look on their faces. I am so useless, and a breath called decadence is spreading.

After seeing the Blood Evil Madman run away, Zhan Ziqing stopped chasing him. If the Roaring Wind Beast takes action, he doesn't need help.

As soon as they approached Zuo Mu and Fang Zheng, they saw that they looked frustrated and decadent.

"What's wrong? Was it hit?" Zhan Ziqing smiled.

It shouldn't be.

They are both geniuses, who can beat them up? They are so thick-skinned.

Zuo Mu hesitated for a while and said, "Senior Brother, I'm so useless. I can't even compare to a monster."

"Yes, in the face of this situation, we can't help at all." Fang Zheng said immediately.

Zhan Ziqing "..."

grass!

Speechless.

"Okay, stop sighing. How many years have you practiced in the Roaring Wind Beast? How many years have you practiced? Is there such a comparison?" Zhan Ziqing said helplessly.

This thing must be explained clearly, otherwise I feel like I am also useless.

Mad.

I almost shook my heart when I said this. Fortunately, I was smart enough to break it back.

Zuo Mu thought about it and his face shone again, "It seems like yes, it almost made Junior Brother Fang mislead."

"I have only been practicing for 150 years, and I am indeed incomparable. The roaring wind beast has lived for thousands of years."

Fang Zheng said leisurely: "That's right, I'm still very young and have only been practicing for two years. I believe I can definitely surpass it in the future."

Zuo Mu "???"

"Junior Brother Fang, how many years have you practiced?" Zhan Ziqing asked uncertainly.

"Two years."

"Oh, no, it should be a little over two years."

After thinking about it, his predecessor should also be considered.

Zuo Mu "..."

Zhan Ziqing "..."

The two looked at each other.

OK, it was hit.

At this moment, my heart was completely broken. Looking at Fang Zheng, the meaning in my eyes was very obvious.

Pretending to be a lie, get out of here.

Fang Zheng glanced at him curiously, what happened?
To be continued...