The Way of the Immortal Master

The battle of Yuanshen Zhenjun often caused great damage to the surrounding environment. In the mortal world, it is called the disaster of heaven.

It is relatively rare in the nearby cultivation world for the eight primordial gods to fight so recklessly. Especially here is the hinterland of the Jiuqu League, which has always been peaceful. It has been many years since such a thing happened.

The secret stronghold of the Dark League Branch is located in a remote location, in the wilderness, and there are no people around it, let alone any buildings.

But when the scope of the battle continued to expand, from this stronghold to tens or even hundreds of miles in radius, the cultivators in the surrounding area began to be alarmed one after another.

Yuanshen Zhenjun fights, mobilizes the power of the Dao, and various visions appear in the sky and on the ground. Not to mention the violent fluctuations in the aura of heaven and earth, and the tides of aura are constantly surging.

The sky continued to resound with loud thunderous noises, and the earth shook violently, hardly stopping.

At the beginning, there were still some low-level monks who didn't know how to live or die, and wanted to come over to watch the excitement and see if there were any bargains to pick up.

Before these low-level monks approached, they were caught in the storm, and their life and death were unknown, with no bones left.

Slowly, more and more monks gathered around. Some discerning people have already recognized that these Primordial Spirit True Monarchs are fighting.

At this moment, many monks who had gathered around immediately scattered like birds and beasts, running as far as they could.

People who are not related can run away quickly, but the cultivation forces that are near the mountain gate have no way to ignore them.

On the one hand, the senior leaders of these comprehension forces hurriedly organized the monks in the sect to evacuate, so as not to be affected by the aftermath of the battle.

On the other hand, this is the territory of the Jiuqu League after all. All the monks who had a way to do it hurriedly asked for help and spread the news, hoping that the senior management of the Jiuqu League could intervene in time.

The fierce battle between Yuanshen Zhenjun did not stop, but became more intense.

A group of Jindan real people gathered at the edge of the battlefield, at a loss, not knowing what to do.

The reaction of the Jiuqu League is not too slow. After all, this is the hinterland of the Jiuqu League, and a group of Yuanshen Zhenjun can't be allowed to mess around here.

Not long after, Zhenjun He Luo and Zhenfeng Xuanfeng who were closest to here came here one after another.

When they came to the edge of the battlefield, they stopped moving forward.

Even with their strength, they are not willing to rashly get involved in the battlefield of Yuanshen Zhenjun.

The several primordial gods of the dark alliance branch have always acted secretly and rarely leaked their whereabouts to the outside world. In the Jiuqu League, most of the monks don't know them.

After Meng Zhang entered the Yuanshen Stage, it was because of the recommendation of the fallen leaves that he got to know the Chizhu Zhenjun of the Dark League branch.

If it was replaced by another Yuanshen Zhenjun, they might not be able to recognize the identities of the people on the battlefield.

However, Zhenjun He Luo and Zhenfeng Xuanfeng both came from casual cultivators and had a wide range of friends. After joining the Jiuqu League, they were able to share various information about the Jiuqu League.

After observing outside the battlefield for a while, they recognized the identities of several Primordial Spirit True Monarchs from the Dark Alliance Branch.

"Is this internal strife in the dark alliance? Why did they start fighting?" Zhenjun He Luo said casually.

"Hey, isn't this the rough piece of Hengdao? How did he get involved in the battle? When did he get on line with the Dark Alliance?"

Zhenjun Xuanfeng's face remained unchanged, and he didn't pay attention to Zhenjun He Luo. In his heart, there was already a wave of waves.

Zhenjun Wen Dong secretly sneaked into the Jiuqu League, not only to negotiate with the dark alliance branch, but also to recruit and accept the rebels on behalf of the Dali Dynasty, secretly contacted influential monks, and persuaded them to betray the Jiuqu League and join Dali Dynasty.

True Monarch Xuanfeng was born as a casual cultivator, had little ties to the Jiuqu League, and was a monk in the middle stage of Yuanshen, so he was naturally the key person that Zhenjun Wendong came into contact with.

Although Xuanfeng Zhenjun did not immediately agree to join the Dali Dynasty, he did not say anything when they met, leaving himself a way out.

Zhenjun Xuanfeng, who recognized Zhenjun Wendong, roughly guessed the whole story.

The envoy of the Dali Dynasty, Zhenjun Wendong, must have triggered civil strife in the dark alliance branch when he was recruiting the dark alliance branch, which led to this great war.

Xuanfeng Zhenjun, as a high-level executive of the Jiuqu League, should help Zhenjun Chizhu and others take down Zhenjun Wendong in terms of responsibility.

However, unwilling to offend Dali Dynasty too much, he began to pretend to be stupid, pretending not to know what happened.

True Monarch He Luo wanted to stop this battle. But relying on the strength of the two of them alone, there is no way to subdue eight Yuanshen Zhenjun.

It is even more impossible to help any party without figuring out what happened.

The two Yuanshen Zhenjun stood on the edge of the battlefield like this, watching silently.

The Jindan masters in the distance didn't dare to say anything, so they could only order to speed up the transfer of disciples.

The battle is still going on, the eight primordial gods are divided into two groups, and they are fighting desperately. The fight is indistinguishable.

Although Meng Zhang saved his hand, he still made a real effort. His current performance is not weaker than that of ordinary Yuanshen early-stage monks, and he is completely worthy of the price offered by True Monarch Chi Zhu.

For this battle, Meng Zhang enjoyed it very much, and felt a hearty pleasure.

After entering the Yuanshen stage, it was the first time that they fought so happily.

He has seen the methods of other Yuanshen Zhenjun, personally experienced the power of various avenues, constantly absorbing combat experience, and quickly enriched himself.

Among the people in the battle, not everyone enjoyed the battle like Meng Zhang.

At this point in the fight, both sides already understood in their hearts that there was no way to win the other side for the time being.

If there is no external force to intervene, such a battle will last for three to five years.

Among the crowd, Zhenjun Wendong was the first to withdraw.

He is the envoy of the Dali Dynasty, who secretly went to the enemy's territory to perform missions. Such a big shot really deviates from the original intention.

At this time, two more Yuanshen Zhenjun flew over from a distance.

Zhenjun Shushan also felt that it was meaningless to continue fighting like this, a sly smile flashed across his face, and he shouted loudly.

"Wen Dong, a secret agent of the Dali Dynasty, infiltrated into the Nine Twist League, and colluded with Hengdao to plot evil. Comrades, let's work together to take them down and hand them over to the seniors in the alliance."

When Zhenjun Shushan shouted like this, Zhenjun Xuanfeng and Zhenjun He Luo who were watching the fun couldn't sit still.

In particular, Zhenjun He Luo is loyal to the Nine Twist League and hates the guys from the Dali Dynasty very much.

Now that he heard that the secret agents of the Dali Dynasty dared to be so arrogant, he greeted Zhenjun Xuanfeng and was about to go to attack Zhenjun Wendong.

Zhenjun Xuanfeng had no choice but to follow Zhenjun He Luo into the battlefield.

The other two Yuanshen Zhenjun are also members of the Jiuqu League. When they heard Shushan Zhenjun's call, they immediately accelerated and flew forward, and it seemed that they were about to join the battle.