Going to theater 4, the direction is probably south, but in the whole central theater, the exact direction does not exist. The theory of North-South is just a habitual saying.
The two flew in the air. Because they had to wait for Youzi, Yang Xuanfei didn''t get fast. Coupled with the extremely harsh natural environment of the central battlefield, flying was not a pleasant thing.
Yang Xuan asked, "Why are there no flying ships in the central battlefield?"
You Zi replied, "Xuansheng doesn''t know. The whole central battlefield is in the gap between two independent spaces. In this place, the rules are very chaotic. Flying ships can''t fly at all. Even weapons will lose their function. It''s not as good as scrap iron. Therefore, whether we or foreign demons, we rely on individual strength."
Yang Xuan understood a little. No wonder he always felt that the rules here were very strange, changeable and unpredictable since he entered here. I see.
You Zi added: "I heard that in the earliest days, we also brought in large combat flying ships, but we didn''t even play a 10% role, so slowly no one tried to fight with flying ships."
Yang Xuan nodded and stopped pestering the problem. He just sent out his thoughts to the distance.
In Yang Xuan''s mind, the wave of the battle formed a ring like a water wave, which was transmitted at a very fast speed.
It was a battle of hundreds of scales, with limbs flying everywhere and extremely tragic.
Along the way, he has met such battles several times. At the beginning, he also helped, but slowly, he found that it was useless, just a drop in the bucket.
You Zi told him that these sporadic small-scale battles were small evil forces sneaking in, and the real battlefield was not here.
In the end, Yang Xuan simply turned a blind eye to these battles. Unless he passed by, he offered help. If he was a little farther away, he would go with him.
However, the battle in Yang Xuan''s mind was somewhat special, because both sides of the battle should belong to the forces of the ten thousand ethnic alliance.
Yang Xuangang was surprised at the beginning, but after a little exploration, he knew what was going on.
Although the other side of the battle has the appearance of the Alliance Army, there are evil demons in the body. It seems that they are all people controlled by evil demons.
You Zi also found the fluctuation of the battle and frowned: "it''s the troops in the fourth theater, huh? It''s Wen Lun?"
As he spoke, he stopped and looked at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuanli knew that there were his acquaintances here. After a meal, he flew to the battlefield.
When we arrived at the battle site, we saw that the troops in the fourth theater had been steadily defeated and in a critical situation.
You Zi flew over from behind Yang Xuan and shouted: "Wen Lun!"
In the scuffle, an emperor looked up and was overjoyed: "it''s you, come and help me."
You Zi answered and rushed directly.
However, at this time, the people who were controlled by the evil devil had the upper hand for a long time. Even if you Zi joined, it did not change the situation of the battle.
Looking at the scuffle in the field, Yang Xuan shook his head slightly.
Because of his huge spiritual thoughts, he can easily distinguish foreign demons, but these people can''t and fight very passively.
At this point, Yang Xuan suddenly fell towards the battlefield.
As soon as it fell, two attacks attacked Yang Xuan.
Wen Lun saw it clearly and knew that Yang Xuan came with you Zi. He was a friend rather than an enemy. He shouted directly, "be careful!"
Yang Xuan turned a deaf ear to Wen Lun''s warning and reached out to catch a small soldier who looked insignificant outside.
Boom!
The little soldier seemed stunned and motionless in the fierce wind.
Wen Lun was surprised, because Yang Xuan''s target was not the enemy, but his own people.
"You Zi, he...?"
At this time, it was obviously too late to stop Yang Xuan. The confused Wen Lun looked at you Zi with a question mark.
In fact, you Zi is also full of question marks. I don''t know what Yang Xuan did.
Not to mention them, even the soldiers in the fourth theater around Yang Xuan were confused. Some even began to move towards Yang Xuan, regard him as an enemy and prepare to attack.
At this time, the change suddenly occurred.
The soldier, who was still at a loss just now, suddenly jumped back when Yang Xuan grabbed his palm, pulled out countless residual shadows in the air, and the whole body was filled with black gas.
Now everyone found it wrong and looked at it at the same time.
Yang Xuanxiang smiled, raised his feet and fell forward. He said faintly, "do you want to go? It''s too late!"
Ow!
The shrill scream came from the soldier''s mouth. His whole face was distorted and his eyes were red.
At the same time, the people controlled by the evil turned around, gave up the original enemy and attacked Yang Xuan together.
Boom!
Yang Xuan stamped his foot gently, and the power of rage spread out. The enemies around him immediately flew back and became a rolling gourd.
At the same time, Yang Xuan''s fingers had climbed up the soldier''s neck. With a gentle pinch, the soldier had no breath.
The people were dumbfounded and at a loss.
Yang Xuan didn''t let go of the soldier. He smiled at the corners of his mouth and grabbed it gently with his left hand, as if he had caught something from the air.
"Stay!" he said faintly.
The next moment, a dark virtual shadow was caught out of the air, squeaking and struggling.
Wen Lun was surprised, hesitated and exclaimed, "evil devil?"
As soon as he dropped his voice, he drilled several virtual shadows from the soldier who had just been flown by Yang Xuan. At the same time, he gathered in Yang Xuan''s hands and immediately merged into the virtual shadow.
You Zi exclaimed, "split soul demon?"
Wen Lun was also shocked: "split soul demon!"
Yang Xuan then rubbed the split soul demon in his hand into a ball and temporarily sent it into his body for storage. He put the soldier on the ground and gently waved his hand to send a aura into the human body lying on the ground.
A few seconds later, including the little soldier pinched by Yang Xuan, the soldiers who had just been killed by the evil spirit sat up one after another, at a loss.
Up to now, you Zi and Wen Lun still don''t know what''s going on, especially Wen Lun. When he thought of the horror of the split soul devil, he was afraid for a while, and a deep feeling of gratitude appeared in his heart.
Not to mention, you Zi, shocked in his heart, introduced Wen Lun: "this is Xuandi from the human race."
The purpose of Yang Xuan''s visit was confidential, so you Zi didn''t elaborate when introducing him. He said he was a great emperor.
Even so, Wen Lun was surprised. He had long guessed that Yang xuanxiu was very high, but he didn''t expect to be an emperor.
"Wen Lun paid a visit to Emperor Xuan and thanked him for saving his life." he looked solemn and knelt down on one knee.
Yang Xuan picked him up and said with a smile, "it doesn''t hurt. It''s a little help."
At this time, other soldiers also reacted and came to thank Yang Xuan for saving his life.
After some excitement, you Zi had time to say to Yang Xuan, "this is Wen Lun, the pioneer of the fourth theater, an old friend."
Yang Xuan nodded, remembered what they had just called and asked, "what is the split soul demon?"
Wen Lun''s body trembled obviously, and he was obviously still afraid of what had just happened.
You Zi explained: "the so-called soul splitting devil is one of the most terrible spiritual demons. This kind of devil can split his soul into countless and invade the enemy''s body. One evil devil can control an army. It''s terrible to the extreme."
Yang Xuan heard strangely, and this evil devil that can split? Why did he feel so familiar.