Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 360 Don’t let me down
As time went by, the two sides had frictions of varying sizes.

It was visible to the naked eye that the atmosphere of Fang Yang's army was becoming increasingly solemn.

After all, it is not an exaggeration to say that when a war breaks out, countless corpses will be left.

If the defensive formation is breached, I'm afraid they will really die here.

This was especially true after the armies of Yu Qinxian, Fu Nuannuan and Yin Huang suffered setbacks.

And even in this situation, Fang Yang was not idle either.

He would occasionally walk out of the monarch's tent and show up at the battle pet training ground or in the trading area.

He was very calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

It seems that he is a little bit unfocused.

But everyone knows very well what kind of person he is: deep and measured!
So, gradually, when they saw his figure, they felt reassured as if they had taken a pill and felt relieved.

"I told you, the monarch will not abandon us and run away alone."

"What is the Seventh Prince of Daxuan? No matter how powerful he is, he can't be the ancestor of the same lineage!"

"The Lord has appeared. Wow, what a great and extraordinary man he is."

"Persevere. If I can hold on for five years, I can return home with glory and even become the lord of a city."

"Huh, luckily I belong to the Third Monarch Army, otherwise it would be terrible..."

One spreads to ten, ten spreads to a hundred, a hundred spreads to a thousand...

For a moment, the morale of Fang Yang's army gradually increased, and they became more stable.

Such performance made the enemy secretly groan in pain.

This day.

Fang Yang appeared in the battle pet training field, watching the three battle pets.

"Sigh~"

Not long after, the electric python began to hiss.

Its python skin shone with electric light, which gradually expanded into the field and formed a small pool of thunder.

It neighed, danced wildly, and flapped.

What followed was that it began to frantically perform the "Electric Shock Technique", "Thunder Prison Technique" and "Dragon Dance".

It's burning the blood!
With a loud bang, a thunderous sound rang out from it.

Advanced level three!

“It’s progressing really fast, really by leaps and bounds.”

Fang Yang lowered his eyes:

"According to the Qishu Theory, the three-headed pet should have benefited from some of my aura."

"When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven?"

…………

night.

Monarch's Camp.

Fang Yang closed the door and sat cross-legged on the Taoist mat.

Although the situation on the front line was becoming increasingly tense, he was not in a hurry.

In fact, he could now quietly escape and go to many dream worlds to improve his cultivation.

However, he had to first make Su Xi's position of "deputy commander" worthy of the name, so that he would have no worries.

"Continue practicing."

In the darkness, he calmed down.

Then, he closed his eyes and focused his mind on the first void, especially the shadow of Kunpeng.

The shadow of Kunpeng trembled slightly, and it was connected with Kunpeng's divine feathers, glowing together.

A wave of black and white swept past, and Kunpeng's shadow shrank and condensed, emitting a bright red light.

In a flash, Kunpeng's shadow disappeared, and was replaced by the shadow of a three-legged crow!

At the same time, Fang Yang's consciousness sank slightly.

It took him a long time in a state of half sleep and half wakefulness before he finally crossed the distance and arrived at the mysterious star.

"It took a while."

"Also, I can feel that my sensitivity in manipulating the mysterious stars has also decreased a lot."

"Is it because of the dream battlefield in the Buried Moon Mountain World?"

"That's probably the case."

At this moment, he gazed at the mysterious stars that were shining again, his mind racing.

Immediately, he gently flapped his three-legged crow feather wings, landed at the core of the mysterious star, and merged with the mysterious star.

With a bang, the mysterious stars suddenly burned brightly, like the sun and stars.

In the blink of an eye, its body shrank and stretched, evolving into a three-legged crow, a giant star beast.

The main consciousness of this three-legged crow-starry sky beast is Fang Yang. Now, Fang Yang's vision has changed drastically.

This is an extremely macro perspective.

The only things that could catch his attention were huge things like stars, star fields, cosmic storms, and star beasts.

Without any hesitation, he flapped his wings and flew towards the nearest glowing star.

This nearest glowing star looks like an ancient orange bell.

As soon as he approached, the orange-yellow stars in the ancient bell began to vibrate violently and emit numerous huge sound waves.

Suddenly, he felt dizzy.

He knew that his soul had been consumed too much.

Seeing this, he looked determined, flapped his wings violently, resisted the invasion of sound waves, and pounced on the ancient bell like a hungry tiger.

…………

boom!
Boom!

Fighting broke out.

It was very sudden, like a thunderclap out of nowhere, and huge waves rolled over the Mirror Lake.

But it was also very reasonable and was within the expectations of Fang Yang, Su Xi and others.

In the sky, straight beams of light, some snow-white, some aqua blue, intertwined with each other, forming a huge three-dimensional elemental formation that continued to extend outward.

It was visible to the naked eye that the blood and energy were rushing to the sky, and all kinds of fighting spirits were condensed and roaring in the air.

Or like a ferocious dragon, or like a sharp cold sword, or like a vast galaxy.

"Fang Yang, will you take the initiative to attack?" The seventh prince of Daxuan looked dimly.

Qi Xuanxiu held the token tightly in his hand:
"Warfare is a trick, it involves the transformation of reality into illusion."

"We can plan for Fang Yang, and Fang Yang can also plan for us. I must be a hundred times more alert."

Chong Zunyang's face was solemn and his eyes flickered.

There was a cloud of fire under Xiao Sanxuan's feet, and he could charge forward at any time.

At the front of the battlefield, several young great saints were concentrating their attention, fearing that Fang Yang would suddenly attack.

The ancestor of the same lineage!
Especially the Kunpeng lineage!
They never underestimate Fang Yang.

Even if the Sun Dragon Girl didn't remind them, they wouldn't think of fighting Fang Yang one-on-one.

There is no point in doing that, and you will put yourself in danger.

At this moment, there are creatures whose attention is more focused than theirs.

That is the White Tiger Demon Lord!
In the Holy Spirit River, the White Tiger Demon Lord stands tall and straight.

At this moment, he was standing with his hands behind his back, looking towards the front battlefield.

The breeze was blowing gently and the water was still.

All I saw was his pair of white tiger pupils, shining with divine light.

"The war is finally about to begin, is it imminent?"

"Haha, I just wonder if these guys will set a trap for me?"

"Humph, I have to be alert too. I can't let these guys stab me in the back..."

The White Tiger Demon Lord had a gloomy look in his eyes.

The gun is easy to hide, and the dark arrow is hard to prevent.

Of course, the Golden Family and the Changsheng Dao Mansion are standing in front of them and acting as the main enemies.

But as mentioned before, the internal structure of these venerable sects is not a monolithic entity, especially the Red Flame Demon Nation.

The Red Flame Demon Nation has always been at odds with the Changsheng Taoist Palace because it is the supreme sect of the demon clan.

Even the Ten Thousand Fires Hall had attacked them before.

Therefore, the White Tiger Demon Lord was even more afraid that his allies would turn against him.

What if these allies came under Fang Yang's banner and specifically attacked and killed his demon army?

Then he really could only flee in panic.

Rumble!
On the front line, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the armies of both sides continued to engage each other.

"Su Xi, don't let me down."

Fang Yang looked at Su Xi from afar.

Su Xi's eyes were firm, and her fair little face was full of calmness.

She tied her long black hair into a high ponytail, wore a pale heavy armor, carried a red tasseled spear on her back, and had a three-foot copper coin sword on her waist. She looked so heroic!

Now, she temporarily took over the command and made the battlefield well-coordinated and impenetrable.

However, the most crucial key is whether the army under her leadership can withstand the impact of several young saints of the enemy.

This is extremely important.

Fang Yang knew it, and she knew it even better.

(End of this chapter)