The fighting on the earth is getting more intense at this moment. Although the Shenglan tribe is coming fiercely, with the blessing of Fenghai County's golden net and the roar of countless magic weapons, the legions retreat in an orderly manner.

There were even war puppets that a large number of monks gathered themselves into and rushed out to respond.

These puppets range from large to small, ranging from a thousand feet to a few tens of feet. Each one contains multiple formations, and the number of monks gathered inside them is also different.

There are thousands of people in large numbers, and nearly a hundred in small numbers.

For example, those who killed the reapers before were these war puppets.

The monks included, each other's cultivations became one, and they exploded with combat power comparable to that of Lingzang at different stages. Looking at it, there were tens of thousands of puppets, large and small.

So soon, the human legions on the battlefield, under this continuous retreat, approached the golden net and quickly retreated into it.

At the same time, the Red Spirit Emperor in the sky looked at the palace master and once again heard a voice like the power of heaven.

"Kong Liangxiu, the Heitian Clan and the Human Clan are also at war at the moment. The scale of the domain battle is far greater than here. Therefore, the Human Clan Imperial Capital Territory is unable to come to help, and you don't need to wait. You don't have reinforcements."

"As for the battle in the human royal capital, all the major clans in Wanggu Continent are waiting and watching. As long as your human race shows the slightest sign of decline, the clans will rise up and destroy your human race."

"Do you know the reason for all this?" Hong Ling said calmly.

"Because the Yanyue Xuantian Dynasty among the Wanggu supreme clan, the 400,000-year hunting ceremony of the founding of the country is coming soon, and the ancient agreement is about to expire. No clan wants to be its prey, so at this time, no one

The human race of the War Domain Treasure is naturally the best sacrifice. If you are sent up, the race will be stable for another hundred thousand years."

"So...Kong Liangxiu, the situation is over and you don't have much time. I can give you a chance to surrender to our Shenglan tribe. This is the only way for you to protect Fenghai County."

These words from the Red Spirit Emperor's mouth were not only addressed to the Palace Master of the Sword Holding Palace, but spread throughout the entire battlefield. They even penetrated the golden net and fell into the ears of all the human monks here.

Obviously, this is an intentional move.

In an instant, everyone who heard it was shocked. Hong Ling's words had the mysterious power to make people feel uncontrollably desperate.

"In order to destroy my resistance in Fenghai County, I have spoken such ridiculous words as an emperor. Emperor Hongling, you are in a hurry."

The palace master's voice was as calm as ever, without any waves, just like a rock, which could still calm the sea despite the impact of the stormy waves.

At this moment, with the reverberation, the human monks in Fenghai County were quickly calmed down by the waves caused by Hong Ling's words.

In the next moment, the figure of the palace master stepped out of the sky. He raised his right hand and the imperial sword beside him shone brightly. It changed shape and turned into a spear. After being held by him, he went straight to Hongling.

As they intertwined with each other, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and they directly reached the sky. Although their figures were quickly invisible on the battlefield below, the fluctuations coming from the sky were extremely violent.

The fighting on the battlefield is also continuing.

After all the human legions retreated, the forbidden light of the county shone brightly, and forbidden magic weapons from all the sects in Fenghai County transformed into weapon spirits on the big net, bursting out in full force, roaring towards the outside world, trying to stop the incoming force.

But after all, Fenghai County is a county, far inferior to a region of the Shenglan Clan, so the rhythm from beginning to end is on the side of the Shenglan Clan.

Even though they are facing only the Red Spirit Kingdom now, it is still difficult to resist. They can only hold on reluctantly, delaying the collapse and waiting for reinforcements from the imperial capital to arrive.

Time passes slowly like this.

Seven days passed quickly.

This regular battle has continued until now. No matter night or day, the roar echoes all the time and the fighting continues.

Although the palace master did not return, under the arrangements of the deputy palace master and the elders of the sword-holding courts of each state, everything was still in order, and the defense line finally stood firm after experiencing several collapses.

Most of the fifth line of defense thousands of miles away in the rear has been built.

As for Xu Qing, he has entered the battlefield more than once, adapted to the rhythm of war, and is familiar with the changes in each legion. He has also killed a lot of enemies, and injuries are inevitable.

Although the purple crystal has recovered, the mental fatigue cannot be dissipated. It can only continue to accumulate in the heart, blocking the throat and making people silent.

He also met Lingzang monks from the Shenglan tribe on the battlefield several times.

Fortunately, he didn't go too deep and barely managed to survive, but he was seriously injured and nearly died once.

Finally, he met Kong Xianglong and joined Kong Xianglong's team. Together with Shan Hezi and hundreds of others, he controlled a war puppet and participated in the battlefield more deeply.

Under the crazy attack of the Shenglan tribe, Fenghai County had no time to rest for seven days. With such an intensity of war, everyone's nerves were stretched tight.

There was only a short break when the legions were changing. At this moment, Kong Xianglong would lie on the ground, staring at the sky in a daze, without saying a word.

The same is true for Shan Hezi. He usually doesn't like drinking. At this time, he was leaning on the scarred giant puppet, drinking wine with a stubble on his face.

It was clear that he was still young, but his face was full of vicissitudes of life.

Xu Qing heard that Wang Chen... also died in battle half a month ago, on the third day after Ye Ling died.

It's to support Shanhezi.

His bones were not found during the inter-war period when both sides were cleaning up the battlefield. They were mixed with countless flesh and blood, leaving no complete body.

Xu Qing silently raised his head and looked into the distance. The world was dark, with red light shining from time to time, and a deafening roar filling everything he could see.

In that direction, there is another front line in the western theater, and it is also the place where Ying Huangzhou's army goes to guard it.

The captain is there, and so is the ancestor of Xue Lianzi.

"I hope they are fine." Xu Qing murmured in her heart.

He cannot transmit messages through jade slips. On the battlefield, this is restricted. Only battle reports can be transmitted.

Suppression, silence, everything, is the rhythm of this battlefield.

The rest time is very short.

As the dispatch order came, Kong Xianglong got up and without saying a word, he walked straight towards the war puppet, which was filled with flesh and blood and had numerous damages.

This is already the seventh puppet they have replaced in seven days.

Shanhezi carefully put the wine bottle away and walked away.

Xu Qing stood up silently, boarded the puppet together with hundreds of monks who gathered around, and sat down cross-legged inside.

As the cultivation spread, the puppet's whole body shook in an instant, and slowly released its coercion. It stepped towards the battlefield and walked out amid the shaking of the ground.

During this movement, a lot of minced meat spilled from the gaps in the puppet's joints. There were cutters inside, but most of them were the flesh and blood of Shenglan monks.

After falling to the ground, it was trampled to pieces again by the war puppet coming from behind.

The war puppet Xu Qing is in, the part he is responsible for is the left hand, which holds the power of destruction.

At this moment, sitting cross-legged inside, Xu Qing looked at the battlefield getting closer and closer through the light curtain guarding the surface. Unknowingly, his expression became a little more numb like everyone else.

Until when passing by the Abandoned Puppet Mountain, Xu Qing saw that there was no living person there.

The body of the lame old man who had told him that he would come back alive was lying on an abandoned puppet mountain, covered in purple and black, which were traces of being submerged by aliens.

Xu Qing saw too many corpses like this in Nanhuang Continent.

For a battlefield with tens of millions of people, it would be difficult for anyone else to detect a person's death except for his comrades in the squad and the record officer.

Death is silent.

Xu Qing was silent. The next moment, the puppet he was in rushed out of the golden net. Together with tens of thousands of identical puppets, they gathered into an army and rushed away.

Time passes.

At dusk on the tenth day, the palace lord returned.

His appearance significantly boosted the morale of the people in Fenghai County, and everyone seemed to have a glimmer of light in their eyes.

In this regular battle, with the return of the Palace Master, the Shenglan Clan chose to take a rest, and there was an intermission.

During this period, both sides will dispatch small teams to retrieve as many bodies as possible from their side on the battlefield. Although they will fight and fight after encountering them, in the final analysis, they will instinctively choose to avoid them.

Xu Qing also left Kong Xianglong's team, and he was recalled to the main tent by the palace master.

When he saw the palace master again, he didn't see any signs of injury on the palace master's body. There was even a strong fire of life in his eyes, and the evil aura on his body was even stronger.

This is unreasonable.

The battle between the Palace Master and the Red Spirit Emperor lasted for so long, there was no way there would be no injuries.

Xu Qing looked at the palace master, hesitated for a moment, and then softly informed him of the information he had investigated in Chaoxia Prefecture. At the same time, he took out the palace master's token and handed it out with both hands.

The palace owner took it, looked at it in his hand, and threw it to Xu Qing.

"There are two tokens in total. You can take this one. It may be able to provide you with self-protection in the future. Even if a new county guard arrives, all permissions of this token will be revoked, but I give this token

The order has the power to activate the forbidden magic weapon once and cannot be cancelled."

"Palace Master..." Xu Qing looked at the old man in front of him, with waves rising in his heart.

"Xu Qing, you have mastered the battlefield these days, right?" The palace master interrupted Xu Qing's words, raised his head, his expression was serious, but he sighed deep in his heart.

He was very optimistic about Xu Qing, and originally planned to pay long-term attention and train him carefully so that he could eventually become one of his successors. However, the arrival of the war changed everything.

There's not enough time.

"I already understand." Xu Qing lowered his head and spoke softly.

"Then, you continue to write the accompanying orders and record them now!" The palace master looked outside the big tent and spoke calmly.

Xu Qing immediately said yes and took out the jade slip of record.

"Instruct the Sixth Army and the Seventh Army to retreat ten thousand miles and station themselves on the fifth line of defense."

"Send an order to welcome the armies of Huangzhou and Quzhaozhou, retreat thirty-eight thousand miles, and station themselves in the Yuheng Mountains."

"Instruct the Fourth and Fifth Army Corps to retreat 70,000 miles and station themselves at the border of Yutian Prefecture."
To be continued...