Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

After reacting, troops from all over the battlefield were separated and joined together to pursue and intercept the fleeing enemy.

Seeing this scene, Yu Qingling was a little anxious, but there was nothing she could do about it.

As for Liu Yuande next to him, he was a little unaware of the following situation. After all, he was good at strategizing, and he didn't have much experience in commanding in battle, so he didn't see the following trend.

But seeing Yu Qingling's expression, Liu Yuande frowned, turned around and continued to look down, and asked:

"Is the situation below not good?"

"Yeah." Yu Qingling looked a little worried, she replied to Liu Yuande, "This wave of monsters who broke through the encirclement ran far away, and it was difficult to stop them, but after our people divided the troops below, the direction of the formation was not thick enough. If things go on like this, not only will they not be able to stop those fleeing, but there will also be a large number of fish that slip through the net on this side of the formation."

After all, it was still a battleground between cultivators and monsters below. Although the cultivators were powerful in combat, they were not well versed in the art of war, and there was no one commanding them at the scene, so it wasn't too surprising that they fought like this.

However, Liu Yuande, who regarded this operation as a key battle, also became anxious after hearing this.

Fortunately, Fang Chang was at the side and could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

With a move in his heart, he said to Qingling and Liu Yuande:

"The following two groups of enemies, if one chooses to stay completely, should it be better to keep the dozens who broke through, or to keep the main formation?"

Yu Qingling thought for a while, and couldn't help looking at the enemies who broke out in the distance.

Among the monsters that broke out, it is obvious that the main boss is included, and their combat power is high.

But Liu Yuande thought for a while and replied: "If you choose one of the two, it's better to keep the enemy's large troops below." Seeing that Fang Chang and Yu Qingling's eyes turned to him, Liu Yuande continued to explain road:

"Although the enemy's leader is likely to be in the wave of the breakout, the world is still made up of people. The enemy's power over the past few years still depends on enough people."

"To kill the enemy leader, they are likely to be elected after infighting, or the leader simply nominates a new leader; but after the enemy loses the following eight or nine hundred backbones, they will inevitably be devastated, and will no longer be able to set off a new leader in the world. Offensive, defeat is just around the corner."

"Exactly!" After hearing these words, Yu Qingling immediately understood what Liu Yuande meant, and voiced her support.

"That's good, you stay here, I'll come when I go." Fang Chang said.

At this time, the situation below has undergone new changes due to the division of troops by the practitioners. Because the spells of practitioners and monsters are treacherous, changeable, powerful, and not suitable for array battles, the battlefield is already tangled and entangled. Everyone or the team cooperates or fights against each other, and some lurk and attack.

As a result, after the practitioners divided their forces, the originally thick encirclement suddenly became a little sparse.

This allowed many monsters to see a chance to escape. They fought hard with their hands and claws, but they kept moving their feet outward, which made their own side, which was not so strong in the first place, feel a little overwhelmed.

After Fang Chang, Liu Yuande and Yu Qingling finished speaking, they patted them twice more to maintain the inspiration on their bodies and prevent them from falling into the cloud due to their weight. Then they turned around and jumped off the cloud. Liu Yuande and Yu Qingling stayed on the clouds.

Many people have noticed the uninvited guest in the sky, but the battle is in full swing, and neither side has time to pay attention.

Fang Chang landed lightly on the ground, he drew his sword in his hand, and swung it lightly, the ground around the battlefield suddenly surged, and countless clay giants full of spiritual power crawled out of the soil to form, and then waved their weapons around Come over, Dang even stopped a few monsters who were about to escape.

Then, he took off the gourd around his waist, and lightly patted the bottom, and the liquid in it suddenly sprayed out in three streams according to different types, forming the shape of a thousand-foot silk ribbon, circling back and forth in the air, blocking a large number of those who had some flying ability, trying in vain Enemies fleeing on wings.

The appearance of the giant and the ribbon made many practitioners who knew the difficulty of this spell gasp, and then rejoiced. Because after they blocked the monsters, they blocked the possible escape route of the enemy, which made the practitioners feel less stressed.

Finally, Fang Chang lightly threw the Lingquan sword in his hand, sacrificed it in the air, pointed at the space, and shouted:

"Duh!"

The Lingquan sword shot out immediately.

The momentum of the sword is like a shooting star, like lightning, but it also reveals suppleness.

The golden sword light was like a waterfall, splashing on the rugged battlefield full of corpses, extremely beautiful, but full of murderous intent. Under the light of this golden sword, those monsters who were jointly resisted by the clay giants, ribbons, and practitioners had no single enemy.

Whenever the Lingquan sword flew over, several monsters would fall to the ground and get up. All the practitioners could do was make up the sword and capture the prisoners. In the eyes of practitioners, the originally dangerous battlefield suddenly became more pleasant because of the joining of this man in white who jumped from the clouds.

After this set of big moves to clear the field, the practitioners couldn't help asking a question in their hearts: We still have such a master? It's really awe-inspiring to have a spell of this scale. I don't know who it is?

But Yu Qingling and Liu Yuande, who were still standing on the cloud, immediately fell in admiration and admiration when they saw Fang Chang's demeanor.

"Mr. Fang is too strong..." Yu Qingling couldn't help saying, and Liu Yuande next to him looked happy and nodded repeatedly, obviously agreeing with this statement, "With such a master in charge, the enemy's defeat is only a matter of time. It's a pity that Mr. has a heavy responsibility and his whereabouts are uncertain, so he can only use this combat power in a place that is more suitable for him."

Liu Yuande was referring to Fang Chang going out to find the whereabouts of the enemy's training halls. In his opinion, finding several of the enemy's training halls and calculating the approximate location of the enemy's headquarters played a huge and crucial role in this war. This is more meaningful than having one more powerful general who conquers cities and territories in the practice world.

The two of them continued to look at the situation below.

Soon, under Fang Chang's large-scale field clearing spell, everyone worked together to block the escape routes of all the monsters here, strangled all the enemies who were still resisting, and then everyone began to clean up the battlefield.

The captured enemies all put iron chains through the bones of the lute, and gathered together to guard them. Practitioners inspect the battlefield, bury the corpses of enemy soldiers, and collect the corpses of comrades-in-arms. They already had a clearly hierarchical organization, and they knew what to do in this situation after fighting for a long time, so this battlefield full of huge traces showed an orderly scene.

Thank you for looking for the wonderful rewards in memory.