"What's the damage?" As the commander of the Lin family, Lin Zhaoyang received the damage report as soon as dawn arrived.

"Twenty thousand people died in the Qi Condensation stage, 312 people died in the True Yuan stage, and none in the Zifu stage." A simple and clear oral instruction witnessed the tragedy of this night.

Especially for monks in the Qi Condensation Realm, the number of deaths was no less than during the day.

"Where are the terracotta warriors?" Lin Zhaoyang just nodded and asked about the more intense battlefield.

After all, this is a battle regardless of day or night, and there is no retreat without fear of death.

"From the beginning of the fighting to now, a total of 510,000 warriors have been lost."

"What do the three families say?" Lin Zhaoyang nodded calmly. Ninety-nine percent of the warriors on the battlefield came from the subsidiaries below, and there were particularly many from the three families of Qingyan City.

As for the Lin family's terracotta warriors? They were all lost in the war with the seven demon clans of Xinheyuan. The number of terracotta warriors that were later added was less than 100,000, and many of them were taken out by Lin Chen.

"The faces are not very pretty, and the quantity in their hands is not much."

Lin Zhaoyang heard this and looked at the battlefield. There were about seven to eight million warriors there, which was half the time in a day.

"Let them continue to increase the number. The warriors and warriors cannot become a gap, otherwise the initiative in this war will be on the opposite side."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhaoyang looked at the fog above the flying boat again, his eyes alert.

"Do we need to arrange for someone to go there to behead someone?" The commander on the other side was in the True Yuan realm. The Lin family already knew that, so the people behind him asked this question.

"No need." Lin Zhaoyang replied lightly.

He still hadn't figured out who was responsible for the coalition's failure to make an inch of progress during this day.

The horn gradually sounded, and both sides began to withdraw some personnel in an orderly manner, allowing them to call a truce and wait for time to replace another group of personnel who were fighting fiercely.

As the most intense first day came to an end, the rhythm of the battlefield slowed down a bit, and the Yuan Xiang Realm battlefield above also stopped thinking about killing the opponent alone.

Yu Wenshuang's body trembled, dispelling the pale cold air from his body. Although his eyes were full of murderous intent, he also looked at Lin Chen with some admiration.

Day and night, he and Xing Kan continued to exert force, trying to kill this immortal who was still in the Purple Mansion Realm, but in the end all methods failed.

Finally, just now, they wanted to take advantage of the day to unleash all the power that had shaken Lin Chen's body, and then launched a powerful attack, but Lin Chen still resisted it.

The pale thread that filled the sky made neither of them dare to touch it lightly.

This shocked the two of them and they no longer thought that they could kill him with their own strength.

"I didn't expect that an immortal could have such strength. I admire you." After saying this, Yu Wenshuang and the others retreated, while Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief and also retreated to the rear.

His injuries are serious.

The consequences of fighting two people alone are also shocking. Both Qin Ge Fist Seal and Ji Tian Ce are maturing rapidly, but the price is that his flawless body cannot prevent his internal organs from being broken.

If the two of them persisted, they would feel Lin Chen's weakness.

Lin Chen, who had fallen down, felt the shocked and envious looks around him. He ignored them and came directly to Lin Zhaoyang's side.

"Why are you here? Why don't you go and recover?" Lin Zhaoyang frowned, although he was amazed at Lin Chen's strength but also worried about his health.

"It doesn't matter, it's not training. Ordinary actions will not affect recovery." Lin Chen opened his mouth with a critical attack, which made Lin Zhaoyang speechless.

Is this the gift of immortality? It’s too bullying.

"How was the loss yesterday?" Lin Chen asked, a little worried.

"This is also where I'm confused." Lin Zhaoyang frowned.

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"Can you be called an immortal? You are too weak."

Compared with the battlefield at the Lin family's side, the battlefield at Falling Cloud Basin was more ferocious and tragic, and the constant tide of spiritual power was the best explanation.

In the middle of the battlefield in the Purple Mansion Realm, Li Mubai stared at the three top Purple Mansion peaks in front of him with cold eyes. Unfortunately, he was not good at eyes, otherwise those three people would have died ten thousand times.

On his chest, a bloodstain spread from his left shoulder to his right leg, and his sternum was shattered into pieces.

"I heard that the banished Immortal Master Lin Chen even killed more than one person in the Yuan Xiang realm. You are too rubbish. They are both immortals, so why is there such a big gap?"

The three top Zifu officials kept taunting, trying to expose Li Mubai's weaknesses.

In fact, the doubts they expressed are actually the feelings of most people in Yun Cang Territory.

Li Mubai and Lin Chen are both immortals, so why do they feel that there is such a big gap in strength? Lin Chen can fight against the Yuan Xiang Realm. This is a record confirmed by everyone, but Li Mubai does not dare to easily participate in the battlefield of the Yuan Xiang Realm.

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With comparison 1, the damage is super doubled. Many people in Yun Cang Territory are speculating on the authenticity of Li Mu Bai's immortality. Some people think that he was actually launched by Li Qiu for the sake of sect cohesion, and is not actually Zi Mansion.

Realm of immortality.

Miraculously, this guess has been recognized by many people.

"Aren't you a fake immortal?" Faced with the ridicule of the three people, Li Mubai Zhongyu couldn't help it, and the thin sword in his hand turned into an aurora and stabbed out across a thousand meters distance.

The tide of spiritual power covered them immediately, and it was unclear whether the three people's purpose of ridicule was achieved.

In short, the intensity of the following battle once again increased to a higher level.

In the sky above, Zi Shanhe's face turned pale. He exerted his strength, and the meteorite hidden deep in the void behind him jumped out of space for the first time.

In an instant, the sky changed color, and dark red light replaced the golden dawn.

"Everyone, close your eyes!" On Li Qiu's side, Xi Bian roared crazily and used Qun Kong to push up.

Unfortunately, even with his warning, quite a number of people below have subconsciously raised their heads.

The dark red fireball in the sky was reflected in the eyes of all of them. Soon, the dark red and golden 'suns' in the pupils gradually overlapped, and the former moved sideways to replace everything.

However, the strange thing is that they did not move, and neither did the two 'suns' in the sky.

"Damn it." Xi Bian looked ugly. Those people were dead and no one could save them.

I saw the dark red 'suns' in those people's pupils suddenly burning, and the reflected fireball gradually grew in size until it filled their eyes.

Finally, the flames flickered and ignited their eyes.

In an instant, countless monks screamed and couldn't help but cover their eyes with their hands.

However, even so, they were helpless against the dark red flames that began to burn their heads.

Someone screamed crazily, and his head was burned out in an instant, and then his body was annihilated in the flames.

In just a few breaths, there were countless casualties on Liqiu's side, and the rhythm was chaotic.

But it's not over yet.

Xibian launched a mass air attack, trying to stop it, otherwise more people would die below.
Chapter completed!