Tianhong's words were like thunder, and they exploded in the team again. Tianhong suddenly thought of something and pulled Guotu and Sotrue aside.

In fact, some of the brothers knew that Tianhong was a mortal, but they didn't expect that this would also cause heated discussions among everyone. Especially if their king could be infinitely resurrected in the underworld, it was like a fantasy and was not believed or accepted by everyone at all.

Hu Pang used his strong voice and huge volume to calm down again.

"Everyone is quiet, listen to me!" He knocked on the wide axe in his hand again, "What? Is it a bad thing for our king to be resurrected infinitely? Or is it a mortal who is not as good as you? Isn't he just trying to save us and save our compatriots? Isn't that just right? We're all dead and the king is holding back. Anyway, I'll kill all those beasts sooner or later, why are you still quarreling? I don't care what you want, I won't leave, and I'll fight with the Dashemen!"

"Well said!" Sotrue clapped and walked over, "The king said, those who want to escape quickly, he doesn't force himself to stay, and now he can still have a glimmer of life if he runs away. If you want to stay and be a martyr, hurry up and move the corpses of the mercenaries! Gather them all!"

As the general, he ran back to Tianhong to help after he said that, and took a few glances behind him, and found that there were only a few of the more than 2,000 brothers who were not good at it, but did not hurt the vitality of the entire team.

Everyone was puzzled and didn't understand what Tianhong wanted to do for those corpses, but since he decided to stay and fight the Dashemen to a desperate battle, he had to follow the instructions from the superiors.

All the bodies that can be left on the battlefield are mountain spirits. Because the soul ghost will die again and will be completely dispersed and will not leave any traces. I have not seen Sichuan beasts participate in the battle these days, so most of the dead corpses weigh about the same as humans. In addition to those few polite seniors, there is also a marquis.

Tianhong was absorbing the corpse of the mountain spirit nearby, and the arms were basically green, so it must be that the spiritual energy had not run away. Guotu and Sotru also carried the corpses around him, so that Tianhong would not get up again and again.

With the addition of the big guy, even the mountain spirits in the valley were moved over. The ones absorbed or chopped by Tianhong, the big guys did not think of fools because they knew Tianhong's ability, like the level of resentment or the power of the mountain spirit's absorption. Some people now know that he is a mortal, and they can't help but be amazed.

In just a short while, the corpses absorbed by Tianhong were piled up into a hill, but he still envied the ability of the previous admiral. The bloodthirsty admiral seemed to have knocked down hundreds of mercenaries in just one or two moves, and sucked their spiritual qi clean at the same time.

Although Tianhong's ability to absorb and transmit Dharma Qi has been greatly improved, he cannot create a light shield like the admiral at all. It is different from the light shield that besieged Lun Pi. One can play a role in transmission, and the other is insulated.

"Open the door!" The sound from the Dashe door suddenly came from the intercom.

Tianhong frowned, and saw that there were hundreds of mountain spirits in front of him that had not been absorbed, and shouted, "It's a pity."

He asked everyone to line up to fight the enemy, and he was ranked first and stood at the forefront.

"Give me another team, use all the spiritual energy at will!" Tianhong murmured silently in his heart and pressed his hand towards the Wuyang Plate.

"puff"!

As soon as he finished speaking, Tianhong squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was kneeling on the ground with one leg.

"Young Master!"

"king!"

Everyone was panicked. They saw the heads coming out from the opposite side. Why did Tianhong suddenly become like this?

Guotu and Sotruh hurried to help Tianhong, but Tianhong waved his hand and refused.

The blood in my mouth seemed to be unable to stop. I had squirted before, but now I just vomited into a pool.

Tianhong felt that the spiritual energy on his body was also passing rapidly. He knew that this was the feedback from the Wuyang Pan, but he did not expect it to be so violent and so terrifying and fatal.

The Wuyang Pan needs divine Qi as the driving force for his work, so he regretted letting the plate use all the spiritual Qi. As the blood on the ground gradually merged into flowing water, he felt that the heart on his right had signs of starting to fail.

"Wang, are you okay?" Sotrue put his arm through Tianhong's arms, afraid that he would fall to the ground and could not get up.

"Young master, why don't you stop quickly! I know you were making a wish just now, and it seems that you didn't get any benefits!" Guotu was also worried and the same action.

Tianhong was indeed a little disappointed because he didn't see any new member joining. He didn't want to stop the operation of the Five Sheep Plate, and maybe he could see hope at the end.

This kind of conflicting heart has always been in Tianhong's mind. He is not stupid, but facing thousands of brothers who have given up their lives, he does not want to get everyone's disappointment and howling of death.

"I won't vomit blood!" Guotu quickly pulled Tianhong.

But Sotru's finger was in front of him, and the teams coming out of the opposite Dashe Gate were densely packed and could not see at first sight.

Tianhong's body was still a little weak, so he could only lean gently on Guotu's arm to stand up straight.

Seeing this, the captains immediately stood in front of Tianhong and the other two. Unexpectedly, the brothers left behind were tacitly understood, and they were not cowards who were afraid of death.

Fear, mortals have it, and ghosts have it. As long as it is a creature in the heaven that can think alone, it will develop fear when it encounters a stronger threat.

Some of the brothers in front of him felt heartwarming with their legs trembling. Many brothers saw the majestic appearance of the four leaders on the opposite side, as if they thought of the unbearable scenes of being bullied in the Dashe Sect, and they all took several steps back.

But they still did not retreat, just a few steps, and stood still again, and the weapons in their hands were clenched and making noises.

"Young Master, I'll send you back! I was in a state when I came before, and now I can't fight anymore!" Guotu felt distressed, and looked at the mercenaries constantly gushing out, and was already anxious.

"Yes, Wang, you have tried your best! I will command the remaining battle!" Sotruh also quickly comforted her.

Tianhong waved his hand. If he wanted to leave now, it would be equivalent to sending these more than two thousand brothers into the tiger's mouth. Then he was really inferior to pigs and dogs.

After calming down a little, he forced himself to leave the support of the two.

"Young Master! If you are worried, I will send you back and then come back to command the battle. I have fought a thousand years of war and have more experience than you. Can't this work?" Guotu did not give up.

"Hey, that's not needed, that's not needed. I'm here!" Sotru hurriedly said.

"King! Let's leave it to us! You'd better retreat!" The brothers at the end of the team also persuaded them.

"Yes, yes, it's our honor to fight with you for a few days! We are content! Even if we die, it's worth it!"

"Yes, Wang, go quickly!"

Tianhong looked at the group of cute guys in front of him and ran out in tears. He forced a smile, but shook his head gently.
Chapter completed!