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    "Fellow Taoist Chen Xia, what do you think of Commander Wan?" an old man in the late stage of True Immortal asked Xia Chen.  Even though no one knew who he was, Xia Chen did not use his real name, but always went by the name Chen Xia.  "Very good." Xia Chen said.  "The truth?" the old man asked.  "Yes, don't you think Commander Wan is very good?" Xia Chen asked.  The old man stopped talking. He was silent for a while, and then nodded slightly: "You are right, Commander Wan is indeed very good." Three days later, under the leadership of Wan Feng, everyone followed the latest wave of troops to the front line.  Now the war ahead is no longer a small group detecting each other, but a moderate collision. On the battlefield tens of millions of miles away, countless strong men from the underworld and the fairy world are fighting fiercely, and the war is almost non-stop.  But this is far from the end of the war. Moderate impact is the most lasting state, which will take at least several decades.  When the army sets out, the soldiers do not fly by themselves, but ride in chariots in unison, so that the speed can be guaranteed to the greatest extent. Otherwise, if they have different cultivation levels, they will fall behind before they can fly to the front line, which would become a joke.  Each chariot is huge, like a mountain that covers the sky and the sun. It is enough to accommodate millions of soldiers and countless military resources. It also has a sufficient supply of immortal stones and its speed is comparable to that of a true immortal.  Some chariots are relatively small and can only accommodate a few hundred people. They have complete functions and facilities, but most of them are used by master generals and true immortal commanders.  Xia Chen and dozens of other immortals also rode in a small chariot, not that they received any special treatment.  But there were too few people, so there was no need to ride in a large tank.  The minimum cultivation level of all warriors is the sixth level of spiritual power.  Naturally, there is no need to eat, drink or rest. They only need enough Yuan Stone and Immortal Stone for them to meditate and practice, so the chariot flies to the front line non-stop.  Soon, a month passed. As the tanks continued to approach the front line, the sense of murder and bloodshed in the air gradually became stronger.  The war between monks is already quite brutal, let alone the battle between immortals.  Even the entire void will be exploded, endless evil energy rises in the center of the war, spreads outward, and dark clouds cover the sun.  Hundreds of millions of soldiers remained silent, just flying at high speed, feeling the cruel atmosphere coming from the battlefield, and everyone's nerves were tense.  The blood gradually accelerated and became extremely infected.  Not only the monks, but also the powerful true immortals felt restless.  Wan Feng stood at the front of the small chariot, facing the sky thousands of feet high and flying at extremely high speeds. He was like Yue Yuanyuan.  The strong evil aura didn't seem to have any effect on him. Looking at his back made people calm down involuntarily.  "This person already has a faint aura of the master's realm. He should be only half a step away from breaking through." Xia Chen meditated quietly.  His eyes glanced at Wan Feng's back unnoticed, and he thought to himself.  It seems to be sensing something.  Wan Feng suddenly turned around and glanced at Xia Chen's face with a gentle and profound gaze: "Fellow Daoist Chen can show such indifference in the strong evil aura, his cultivation is really strong." Xia Chen said modestly: "How can I do this with my humble cultivation?  "It's an honor to be recognized by the Lord Commander." Wan Feng smiled slightly: "I estimate that Fellow Daoist Chen is the first to complete the task. I will wait for you to kill the fifth Zhenming late-stage powerhouse and celebrate your success." "Don't dare to waste your time.  Sir." Xia Chen bowed slightly, "I just want to do my best." A strange look flashed in Wan Feng's eyes, but he slowly turned his head back without saying anything.  When all the immortals heard the conversation between the two, they couldn't help but cast their eyes on Xia Chen. They were quite envious. To be recognized by the leader like this, it seemed that Chen Xia was a person.  Several late-stage true immortals reacted indifferently, or glanced at them without showing any expression.  Every strong man has his own pride. They are both in the late stage of True Immortal. Wan Feng had such expectations for Xia Chen but said nothing to them, which invisibly aroused their desire to compare.  Xia Chen sighed slightly. Although he had lived in Teleport City for some time and moved around frequently, he did not have a deep friendship with these true immortals.  In a world where the jungle prevails, it is destined to be difficult to have friendship and true love.  After flying for several more days, the chariot finally landed slowly because the front line had arrived.  Everyone looked ahead in shock. Everyone was a true immortal. With their spiritual thoughts, they could see everything within a radius of thousands of miles.  Is this the battlefield?  The evil spirit in the sky has turned into a substance-like blood cloud, filling the entire sky.  The dazzling bloody light shines down from the blood-colored clouds, making it feel like hell, which makes people feel unreal.  Sounds of fighting, screams, explosions, shouts, sounds coming inEars, more dazzling colorful lights splashed on the battlefield, and countless immortal arts and underworld arts crisscrossed the battlefield, actually turning the battlefield into a dense force field.  The entire battlefield was like a super meat grinding machine. Countless warriors piled on it and were instantly torn into pieces by the violent and boundless power.  Even true immortals are just embellishments on this tragic battlefield. Only the master and the strong can be invincible and run rampant.  The chariot fell at the rear of the battlefield. Wan Feng asked everyone to stand by and then went to the army headquarters to report.  A moment later, Wan Feng came out of the army headquarters and led the True Immortals to the rear. He built a small camp in the vast army's restricted camp, and everyone filed in.  Wan Feng held dozens of floating crystal jade bracelets in his hand. With a slight movement of his spiritual thoughts, the jade bracelets flew towards each true immortal.  "This is a battle bracelet dedicated to my army, Li Luo. It is made of purple gold crystal. It is extremely hard. Even the master can hardly damage it. You leave the imprint of your spiritual thoughts inside. If you have made meritorious deeds, the bracelet will truly record everything.  "The proof is as solid as a mountain. This is an important basis for rewards for everyone's meritorious deeds. Don't lose it," Wan Feng said.  Everyone looked at the bracelet, and after checking it, they imprinted the divine imprint on it.  Xia Chen put the bracelet in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully, but made no move.  "Do you have any questions, Fellow Daoist Chen?" Wan Feng saw this and smiled slightly.  "Sir, I have no doubts." Xia Chen said, "It's just that purple gold crystal is a rare fairy material. I always like to refine weapons, so I took a look at it for a while." He said, and also imprinted the spiritual mind into  In the war merit bracelet.  Wan Feng said with a smile: "As long as everyone fights bravely and completes the mission, not only can they return to the fairy world early, but there will also be rewards from the army. Li Luo's army is very generous in treatment. Although the Purple Gold Crystal is precious, it is just an ordinary reward.  That¡¯s all.¡± When all the immortals heard this, their eyes lit up.  Wan Feng said again: "I just arrived at the front line from the rear and have been traveling all the way. Let's rest for a night first and follow me to the battle tomorrow to kill the enemy. I hope you can cheer up and complete the mission successfully. Return to the fairy world as soon as possible, and no one will be harmed.  , That is the greatest compliment for me as a commander." "I am willing to follow you to the death and serve Li Luo's army," everyone said in unison.  Wan Feng nodded slightly, gave some instructions to the military, and then left.  Xia Chen gently touched the bracelet.  There was a little sparkle in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.  On the second day, all the true immortals cheered up and followed Wan Feng to the battlefield with a large wave of warriors.  The biggest difference between immortal war and mortal war.  It means that both practitioners and immortals have powerful magical powers and can be explored through spiritual thoughts.  It can cover a huge area in an instant, transmit information and receive orders, and command and control extremely quickly.  Therefore, no matter what actions the two armies take, they will be as transparent as possible in the eyes of the other party and themselves. Strategies such as concealment, deception, and concealment that are used in ordinary warfare are almost useless in fairy warfare.  The confrontation in the Immortal War mainly depends on the strength and formation layout of the warriors, as well as the cooperation of the team.  However, strength comes first. Only when the strengths of both sides are similar, victory or defeat will depend on other factors.  This big battlefield is the only battlefield between Li Luo's army and Feng Xie's army, and all the contests are in it.  Entering the battlefield, endless evil energy surged in, almost turning into rich blood, hitting the body and face, enough to melt and corrode bones.  From the deepest part of the evil spirit, endless evil spirits were born. Each one was like a ghost, and with the sound of grievances and screams that pierced the eardrums, they rushed towards everyone viciously.  It is an alternative life formed by the excessive mixture of the shattered soul of the army soldiers and the bloody energy. If it is surrounded and attacked, the ninth level of supernatural power will not be able to sustain it for a moment.  But the murderous aura of hundreds of millions of warriors bloomed and swept across the battlefield thousands of miles away. It was so intense that the evil spirits couldn't even rush forward, and they screamed and exploded into clouds of blood mist.  The huge chariot made a thunderous noise, and with the bright light across the sky, it shuttled through huge holes one after another in the evil clouds.  In front of the battlefield, stretching across a hundred thousand miles, two rows of steel torrents of different colors collided fiercely like two huge waves.  It was a face-to-face confrontation between Li Luo's army and Feng Xie's army like a planet.  The uniform battle line of a hundred thousand miles emitted an incomparable brilliance in an instant. For a moment, including Xia Chen and other true immortals, they could not hear anything, as if they saw a planet exploding, producing unparalleled power.  In an instant, tens of millions of supernatural monks and underworld warriors were reduced to ashes, their bodies and spirits destroyed.?No one stayed.  "Kill!" The soldiers of the Underworld Army and the Immortal Army shouted in unison, and the killing sound tore through the sky and the earth, rushing straight into Yunxiao.  Countless immortal chariots emitted bright forbidden light and joined together in the air. Their devastating attacks were like an ocean inverted, rolling towards the underworld army crazily.  Warriors from both sides filled the sky, like the densest swarm of locusts after autumn. For a moment, monks were like rain and immortals were like clouds, all rushing towards the center of the battlefield and fighting madly.  "Everyone, rush, don't forget your mission, don't waste time on unnecessary enemies." Wan Feng shouted, and his body was like a rainbow, turning into a powerful beam of light, sweeping down.  Wherever he went, the monks in the immortal world were safe and sound, but the underworld monks exploded all the way. They were invincible.  All the true immortals followed him and killed one after another towards the army of the underworld.  They belong to a special army and have no formation rules to speak of, and Wan Feng will not command them. As long as they can kill five enemies of the same level, it will be a complete achievement.  The strength of the True Immortal cannot be overstated. Plunging into the black army of underworld warriors is like a giant stepping into an ant nest. With every swing, a large number of underworld warriors turn into gray smoke.  No matter whether they are sixth-level, seventh-level or ninth-level peak warriors, there is no difference in the eyes of true immortals, they are all ants.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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