Chapter 822： Glory battlefield, holiday events

Outside the stronghold, there were piles of corpses. If Xu Tianyu were here, he would have recognized this as the disciple of the Loulan Pavilion they buried.

"How is it possible, the King of Swordsman, but a master who has been famous for a long time, how can he fall so easily."

The second elder stared at the corpse of Tyrannical Dao in a daze.

"The Badao couldn't even send a signal. It seems that they were attacked by surprise."

The third elder was not as unbearable as the second elder, and he began to analyze it.

"It's not a sneak attack. The wounds on Tyrant Sabre are all in front, and everyone else is the same. Now they are being defeated head-on."

Zuo Hufa said, but his face was even more ugly.

"Did you defeat it head-on? That way, the opponent's strength is one level stronger than Tyrant Sword, but there are not many people in the north of us who are strong at the peak of Heavenly Immortal."

The third elder said again that the ancestors of a few top sects who can become the pinnacle of heavenly immortals are usually not seen at all.

And to expel the ancestors in order to kill the Tyrant Sword, that sect is so powerful.

"Hey, it seems that the sky is about to change. This matter is no longer for us to manage, and the treasure is also lost. Hurry up and notify the sect and let the people above handle it."

"But in this case, we..."

The third elder hesitated and did not say it.

Zuo Hufa certainly knew what the other party meant, and said a little lonely.

"The opponent's strength is too strong for us to deal with. I hope the sect can understand it, but it's time to let out our position."

Hearing that the third elder was silent, the second elder was even more heartbroken.

Being able to climb to a position like them would have paid a lot to the sect.

Similarly, if they can climb up, they will certainly offend a lot. Even if they have saved their lives this time, they are afraid that they will have to peel off.

The news was sent out quickly, and Tu Shamen and Loulan Pavilion were shocked when they heard the news, and then they were full of anger.

This is not to mention the blatant provocation they put in their eyes.

And Loulan Pavilion was angry about the loss of the treasure box. Suddenly, the deacons, the heavenly kings dispatched one after another, and the Lord of the Fourth Building dispatched, just to retrieve the treasure box.

Of course, Tu Shamen was no exception, mobilizing all the disciples, the harmony of the northern battlefield was suddenly broken.

As the initiator, Xu Tianyu took a nap on the edge of a cliff.

"Oh autumn."

Xu Tianyu stood up and touched his nose.

"That beauty is thinking of me."

He thought about it, and in the end it was too much, he could only give up in the end.

"Master, after looking for a few days, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, shall I go back?"

After Xu Tianyu and the others left the forest of Tu Shamen, they traveled eastward all the way for hundreds of miles, but they did not see a living person.

"Is it the Mid-Autumn Festival? Is the Glory Battlefield also celebrated?"

Xu Tianyu said without hesitation.

"Of course, young master, the festival of Battlefield of Glory has a lot of benefits, and the points are just sweetness..."

Tiansha obviously talked about the Mid-Autumn Festival with great excitement.

Xu Tianyu has been listening for a long time, and it can be regarded as an understanding.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Battlefield of Glory will send some monsters to attack the area where humans are located.

However, the points obtained by killing the Warcraft are doubled, and the Warcraft can also report good things.

Magic weapons, pill treasures, can be said to have everything.