Blood gurgled, and the smoke of war filled every corner, making everyone exhausted physically and mentally.

Not everyone can endure three months of high-intensity fighting.

"I heard that there will be a decisive battle in a few days." The tired monk did not have much joy in his eyes. Once the decisive battle came, he could not guarantee that he would survive.

"It's finally coming to an end. Whether it's life or death, there should be an ending." Someone clinked their fists together, making a thumping sound, and they were looking forward to it.

Of course, there are some people who are indifferent to this.

They just want to go home as soon as possible and take their people back.

After three months of high-intensity war, they suffered heavy losses and did not want to fight again.

Night falls, and in the long dark night, everyone is waiting.

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"It won't go wrong, right?" Lin Wuyi also had doubts about this battle and couldn't help but ask.

"No, no one can change the situation of the battle at this time." Lin Zhaoyang shook his head. The dark night could not hide his observation of the battlefield. There, whether it was the layout of the coalition forces or the positions of the Lin family monks, they all followed the plan.

On the flying boat, there were many people from the Purple Mansion Realm. They all knew more or less that in this battle, the Lin family was rushing to end the dispute.

In the corner, Lin Chen squinted and polished the palm-sized Youming Tower in his hand. The strong cold air almost turned the deep tower into a pale body.

He stayed away from the crowd, because the coldness emanating from his body involuntarily would make the people around him afraid to look directly at him and feel fearful.

In this regard, Lin Chen guessed that this was a function revealed by the high-ranking founder unintentionally.

It would be easier if he faced the people from Yujing Tower, but the people here were all his elders, so Lin Chen could only aggrieve himself.

——

In the early morning, the first ray of light broke through the darkness.

As if it was a signal, the armies of monks on both sides began to move, golden light shining on everyone's faces, impassioned.

I just don’t know in which direction the light of dawn will stay in the end.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Sikong Yi and Lin Zhaoyang waved their flags at the same time, and below, the team of monks began to change.

The Lin family's advance route gradually became angled, taking the place of another team and facing an enemy who was weaker than themselves.

On the side of the coalition forces, what Sikong Yi did was not much different, except that they did not have to go to war, and those monks had already settled on their respective positions within three months.

Underneath the expressionless collision, there was a roar that resounded through the sky.

An army of millions of monks intertwined on the battlefield that had been crushed to the ground. The sudden explosion shattered countless monks.

Literally.

In just a moment, almost everyone on the battlefield was stained with the blood and remains of enemies or friendly forces.

"This..." On the huge flying boat, the row of Zifu realms were all stunned. Why did so many people die suddenly? Wasn't it difficult to kill evenly matched people before?

Someone's eyes fell on Sikong Yi, but due to the previous two situations, they did not ask about their doubts.

Fortunately, their companions who saw another scene spoke up to dispel their suspicions.

"Duizi, our people will kill the people on the opposite side, and the Lin family's people will kill the people on our side."

"Is this a good thing?"

"This is a good thing. You have also seen in the past three months that although the Lin family has few people, they resist fiercely. Mr. Sikong's idea is probably to directly reduce the number of people on the opposite side to the limit where they can no longer block here. For this reason, he will not hesitate to

Duizi."

Some people talked freely and thought that they had learned a lot about commanding in the past few months.

"That's true. As long as the Lin family's numbers are greatly reduced, they won't be able to stay at this border. There's no need for us to spend time here. We can just go around to the back when the time comes."

The dozen or so people in the Purple Mansion Realm didn't have any unbearable expressions towards this bloody and cruel aspect, because they could see clearly that there were no members of their seven families among the abandoned children.

In this case, the fruits of victory will naturally be picked by them in the end.

The Zifujing people who were immersed in joy did not notice that there was a trace of mist behind them, coming towards them.

A call came to Sikong Yi's ear, "Get ready."

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"It's time for us to get going."

The Lin family's flying boat and Lin Wuyi jumped into the sky again, and the clouds were trampled under their feet. In front of them, the seven-dimensional image realm had been waiting for a long time.

"Today is the beginning of your defeat." Yu Wenshuang pointed his spear at Lin Chen. In an instant, the man's vast power collided. The next moment, Xing Kan also joined the battle.

Next to them, Lin Wuyi and Lin Zhuo also found their original opponents at the same time, and the new round of confrontation was extremely fierce.

The shock wave generated by the instant fight annihilated the clouds in the sky, revealing the blue sky, which was then mixed with colors by the power of the eleven people.

"This boy is much stronger." Horror flashed through his heart, and Yu Wenshuang couldn't help restraining his murderous intent.

Either kill him with one hit, or don't even think about killing him.

In Lin Chen's view, the sudden change made this old Yuan Xiang realm guy playing with guns even more dangerous.

"What a pity, what can you do to me?" The Xuan Gong scale in his pupils turned again and again, and a thin layer of ice covered Lin Chen's body.

In the center of the huge battlefield, the coalition forces were losing much faster than expected.

After all, that was the result of a three-way negotiation between Qingyi House, the Lin family, and Sikong Yi. Almost every main force of the Lin family faced opponents two levels weaker than them. How could they not quickly tear up the battle formation?

Soon, the scale of the battle between the two sides escalated, from being able to resist to being overwhelming.

There is no way to escape.

"Something's not right." The monks who originally fought for command frowned, and they instinctively felt that something was not right.

But they are also in the middle of a battle and cannot spend more time thinking about other things, and the most important thing is that they are the ones who kill the abandoned sons of the Lin family.

The joy of victory is enough to prevent these people affected by the evil atmosphere of the battlefield from considering the overall situation.

"Mr. Sikong, are those people too weak? The blocking time is too short."

On the huge flying boat, the man from the Zifu Realm who had originally asked Sikong Yi to send out more than two thousand monks with a wave of his hand asked closely.

He had no doubts, but was learning, so that Sikong Yi could show off this advanced operation.

Now he thinks that he has a good relationship with Si Kong Yi, so asking him rashly will not offend Si Kong Yi.

Based on his preconceptions, even if the monks died at an abnormal speed, he thought it was intentional.

It was indeed intentional.

The corners of Sikong Yi's mouth curled up, and he had no more thoughts of hiding it.

"Yes, they were supposed to die at this speed. I did it on purpose."

"The sooner they die, the sooner this war will end, right?"
Chapter completed!