Going further a little further, an old man in black in gorgeous clothes, holding a long sword in his hand. With a wave of the sword, he cut all the hundreds of meters of monks in front of him in half. That was Tang Ao.

In addition, not far from Tang Ao, an old man in black robe sat cross-legged in the air. The old man closed his eyes. When the monks on the opposite side rushed to a place not far from him, they immediately turned around and waved their weapons, and killed their friendly forces.

That's sleeping madness!

In addition, Master Amitabha was holding a staff in his hand, and Buddha seals flew out one after another, turning everything blocked in front of him into scum.

How could it be?

Seeing this, Su Hang was completely stunned. They actually came to the Battle of Wuzhangyuan. Moreover, at this time, Yang Jian and the others had not been taken into the Heavenly Demon Bottle.

Yang Jian and others were even more shocked because they actually saw themselves.

From the perspective of a bystander, you can imagine what kind of mood it was like when you saw yourself in that battle?

"It's just here, almost, the Northern Divine Realm is about to appear, right?" After a long silence, Taoist Buxu spoke first.

At this time, Su Hang saw that his fists were tightly pulled, not only him, but also Yang Jian and others were full of hatred.

"Northern Divine Realm?"

Su Hang said to himself that on the way he had just arrived, he heard these old men say that in the Battle of Wuzhangyuan, the Eastern Divine Realm was the best, but the Western Divine Realm invited the Northern Divine Realm to help the battle. An expert appeared with the Heavenly Demon Bottle, and the situation suddenly reversed.

"Boom!"

Shortly after the speech of the Buxu Taoist finished, and when the battlefield was in full swing, a large black cloud in the distance slowly pressed towards Wuzhangyuan, as if a shocking momentum was approaching.

On the chaotic battlefield, not many people noticed this. Many masters noticed it and began to lean on nearby forces to move closer, fighting while vaguely alert.

Soon, the black cloud had already arrived above Wuzhangyuan. The sky, which had just been stained with blood, became more gloomy and extremely strange at this moment.

Su Hang looked to the side, and the old men all had their faces ashen. They stared at the black cloud with their eyes tightly. Obviously, people from the Northern Divine Realm were coming. If nothing unexpected happened, Yang Jian and others were robbed 100,000 years ago. It was at this moment.

"Swoosh!"

The battle below continued, the clouds suddenly broke open, and a jade-colored long-necked bottle fell down without warning.

The bottle rose in the wind and suddenly became as huge as a mountain. The mouth of the bottle was slanted downwards and hung in the air. Then, a strong wind suddenly erupted on the battlefield.

Countless monks were like dust under vacuum cleaners, concave by the strong wind, and were constantly sucked into the giant bottle.

The bottle mouth is invisible, without distinguishing between enemies and enemies, and a large area is instantly swept out.

Su Hang saw with his own eyes that Buxu and others on the battlefield were connected with countless monks, who were sucked into the bottle without any defense.

The bottle was completely a giant vacuum cleaner. In just a short while, a large lump of it was cleared out from the Eastern Divine Realm. The whole world changed color.

Although many of the monks in the Western Divine Realm were sucked into the bottle, most of them were monks in the Eastern Divine Realm. Just as the Buxu Taoist said, because of the appearance of the Heavenly Demon Bottle and the cleaning of the battlefield, the situation began to reverse suddenly.

"We want to take action?" The Taoist Buxu spoke with difficulty, their bodies were trembling.

Watching history repeat itself. Seeing himself sucked into the Heavenly Demon Bottle, several old men could be said to be full of hatred.

It’s 100,000 years, because of this battle, because of the broken bottle, they were trapped for 100,000 years.

At this moment, they wanted to join the battle again and turn the tide. However, at this moment, the five of them could not move.

Too tragic!

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Su Hang was watching from the side, and his heart was trembling. Even if he just took a look at this level of battle, it would be enough for people to remember forever. In just such a magical battle, many monks died and their cultivation was destroyed.

What a pity?

It’s a pity that these lives are like grass, but unfortunately the ban on the military order is not in my hands. If the ban on the military order is in my hands, I’m afraid that this magical battle can be easily resolved at this moment, right?

It can be said that every drink and peck will make you determined, and Su Hang can only say a pity.

"War? The five of us work together to take down the man in the clouds." Tang Ao looked at the black clouds above the battlefield from afar.

At this time, countless demon cultivators had already transformed from the clouds and rushed to the battlefield. The Eastern Divine Realm had the upper hand, but at this time, with these forces participating in the battle, the situation had turned around.

The man in the clouds!

What I mean is the person who holds the demon bottle that day.

With the power of the five of them, the Heavenly Lord rarely encounters an enemy. If he takes advantage of the man urging the Heavenly Demon Bottle to harvest the battlefield, he will be 80% sure to take the man down. At that time, he will be able to avenge the revenge of imprisonment for 100,000 years.

The five people looked at each other and were about to take action. When Su Hang saw this posture, he was almost scared. This was a battlefield. Without the protection of these five people, any soldier who came to the battlefield would probably take his life.

The five old men had no choice but to care about Su Hang. At this moment, what they needed was passion, battle, and revenge.

However, just as the old men were about to launch a surprise attack, the sky demon bottle, which was like a powerful vacuum cleaner, suddenly closed the wind and rose into the air, becoming smaller and smaller, and soon rushed into the clouds.

The sudden rise of changes made the five old men calm down and looked at the black clouds with their eyes tightly, as if a terrifying aura came from the black clouds, just like a subduing an ancient ferocious beast inside.

The tragic battlefield has become extremely depressed at this moment, and some of the slightly lower realm are almost overwhelmed.

At this time, the cloud was like a gate of heaven, slowly thinking about the two sides lined up, a ray of sky light shone down, bathing on the battlefield, and the battlefield, which was just shouting and killing, became silent in an instant.

Depressed, extremely depressed.

A woman wearing white gauze, charming figure and extremely beautiful face slowly descended from the clouds.

He looked only 20 or 30 years old, following four beautiful maids, hovering in the air above the battlefield. The Heavenly Demon Bottle, which had just ravaged the battlefield, was now in the hands of this woman.
Chapter completed!