You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Ruyi was struck by a bolt from the blue.

The whole person stood there like a madman, staring straight ahead, motionless.

Just at this time,

Suddenly, a low yet loud horn sounded from the distant sky, piercing the sky and echoing through the clouds.

With this thrilling trumpet sound,

A large mass of dark and suffocatingly dense figures emerged from the horizon like a tide.

These figures moved extremely fast and were right in front of us in the blink of an eye.

All that was heard was the sound of uniform armor rubbing against each other,

The sound came one after another, rolling in like a surging wave, deafening.

From a distance, this group of people looked like heavenly soldiers and generals descending to earth, with great momentum and unstoppable force.

Ruyi was suddenly pulled back from her chaotic thoughts by this earth-shaking scene.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes and let out a horrified whimper in her throat.

Then he swallowed hard, and the dry throat felt a little relieved.

Above the densely packed National Defense Army, there was a magnificent python chariot floating, half-covered by a gauze curtain.

Through the vague gauze, one can vaguely see a tall man sitting steadily inside.

However, due to the obstruction of the gauze curtain, neither his appearance nor the clothes he was wearing were clearly visible.

Ruyi's mind suddenly became clear.

She finally understood the real reason behind this tragic battle.

——It was the man sitting in the python chariot!

Wuji Holy Land and Baihua Holy Land fought with all their might in this battle.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties, rivers of blood flowed, and there was no so-called winner at all.

And the real winner who is hiding behind the scenes and manipulating everything,

At this moment, he was sitting safely behind the thin gauze curtain, watching the bloody fight coldly.

A picture unconsciously emerged in Ruyi's mind:

Behind the gauze curtain, Liu Yuntian's handsome face, which was full of mockery and contempt, was clearly visible.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cruel smile.

He looked coldly at the people who were fighting desperately on the battlefield.

"Haha, fight... the better if more people die!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ruyi seemed to hear Liu Yuntian's mocking laughter echoing in her ears.

"Lin Ying...you still think you are the smart mantis and want to prey on me, a cicada..."

"Little do we know that there is a yellow bird hiding in the dark, waiting for the moment when both you and I are defeated, and then easily reap the fruits of victory..."

"Do you think that if you crush my Holy Land of Hundred Flowers, you will be the ultimate winner?"

Ruyi's head was gloomy, and a large shadow covered her originally bright and moving eyes.

It is difficult to grasp the deep meaning contained in her words at this moment.

Lin Ying could only regard her words as a weak mockery.

He immediately sneered disdainfully: "Humph, if I'm not the winner... then you are?"

As soon as the voice fell, the corners of Lin Ying's mouth rose more wantonly.

His entire face seemed distorted due to excessive arrogance.

He stretched out his finger and pointed directly in the direction of the National Defense Army.

He laughed wantonly and said, "Or will this rabble be the final winner? Hahahahaha!"

"I thought that in this battle, Liu Yuntian would definitely ask for the help of the national destiny."

"I never thought that this person would be so arrogant and domineering!"

Lin Ying's eyes flashed with anger and contempt. "You haven't even obtained the blessing of national destiny, and you dare to come and interfere in the fight between our holy places? You are simply courting death!"

At this point, when Lin Ying looked at the National Defense Army again, his eyes had become sinister and vicious.

It was as if it wanted to devour all these people.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Since you have the guts to come here... then don't even think about leaving!"

"Today, all of you will accompany the Holy Land of Hundred Flowers... and fall into the abyss of hell from which there is no escape!"

However, facing Lin Ying who was still kept in the dark and unaware of the danger he was in,

Ruyi, however, helplessly gave a bitter smile, showing a sense of despair in life.

She shook her head and sighed softly, "How did you win Wuji's trust?"

"At this point, don't you understand? In fact, from the very beginning, you were doomed to fail..."

Lin Ying suddenly turned his gaze and looked at Ruyi with a sharp gaze.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said with a hint of disdain and sarcasm: "I lost? Hahahaha!"

His laughter echoed in the air, as if mocking Ruyi's ridiculous remarks.

"Why do you say I lost?" Lin Ying's eyes widened with anger, and his voice suddenly rose. "Just because of this bunch of rabble from the Hundred Flowers Holy Land?"

Then, he pointed to the distance and shouted, "Are they still the group of national defense troops without the blessing of national destiny? Humph, they are even more vulnerable!"

Ruyi shook her head gently, as if she was helpless and sighing.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said softly: "Well..."

Her eyes became somewhat dim, as if she had accepted some kind of fate.

"Although I have to bow down to Liu Yuntian from now on, at least I can save my life, which is much better than you, Lin Ying, dying."

After hearing Ruyi's words, Lin Ying felt more and more strange and puzzled.

He frowned, looked at Ruyi, and thought to himself:

Could it be that he was frightened by this battle and lost his mind?

Those national defense troops who are not blessed by the country's fortune do not pose any threat at all.

As long as there is a round of charge and close combat, the National Protection Army will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

How could we possibly be defeated?

Could it be that Ruyi had already realized that he was doomed to fail, which was why he was talking nonsense like a lunatic?

Just when Lin Ying was full of doubts, Ruyi slowly raised his head.

He looked directly into Lin Ying's eyes and said word by word, "Lin Ying, you and I are now facing the same problem - we have no money to buy elixirs and pills to sustain the consumption required for this war."

"So, guess who has enough financial resources to purchase these supplies?"

Lin Ying frowned tightly, a hint of displeasure appeared on his face, and responded without hesitation: "What do you mean by that?"

The other party smiled slightly and said slowly: "If my guess is correct, the salt and sugar you used should have been purchased from Liu Yuntian, right?"

At this moment, two beautiful figures suddenly flashed through Lin Ying's mind like lightning - Dongfang Lan and Nalan Yumo.

An ominous premonition suddenly came to his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He asked in a tentative tone: "Could it be... that yours is the same?!"