The first thousand six hundred and fifty-eight chapters fall, where is the home
Many forces in the Great Metropolis suddenly fell silent, and a voice came from somewhere in Songshan, saying, "Amitabha... let me bear this cause and effect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Songshan Mountain suddenly vibrated, and a golden light instantly flew towards the border.
In a city, a woman saw a man's back and asked, "Have you decided? Are you really going?"
"The war is coming, I have to go. They have all gone, and I can't live in this world. You are here and you must take good care of our son."
When the strong men who had been hiding in the crowd saw this scene, they also went out to rush to the border, and opened teleportation arrays one after another, leaving only ordinary people in many cities.
But even ordinary people began to organize themselves, and walked towards the border in a huge way. Although they might have not reached the border, the war there was over.
But they cannot sit still and wait for death. Their relatives and friends are fighting for them. They are ordinary people, but they are also members of the Metropolitan.
Everything that happened in the land of Jiuzhou deeply stimulated the hearts of major forces, and there were even some young people who insisted on going to the frontier to participate in the battle despite the orders issued by their families.
Knowing that the Zhongli family made a voice, "The Zhongli family only left the 20-year-old children, and the others rushed to the battlefield to guard the Great Metropolis. We must not let outsiders enter our hometown. If our land and the motherland are gone, we will be no different from the bereaved dogs."
After hearing this voice, many forces followed suit, and the notice from the Zhongli family cut off their last hesitation.
Many forces also put down their notices and allowed young people under the age of 20 to stay, while the rest went to the battlefield to support them.
"Where is the family in the country? Go!"
On the frontier battlefield, a soldier who had lost his arms roared and rushed straight towards a Western enemy.
The Eastern soldier was quickly beaten into meat paste, but he also bit off a piece of meat from the Western enemy.
The war will not stop just because night falls. You can still see the splashing blood in the dark night light, and the bodies of the soldiers who have cracked apart.
In the Western camp, Lilith sat on a chair and looked at everything in front of her, muttering, "How could such a powerful civilization perish..."
The war continued until dawn the next day, and the warm sunshine shone on the earth again.
The sunlight illuminated the faces of countless people on the battlefield and showed the cruelty on the battlefield. Overnight, many hills appeared here, but these hills made people feel distressed and could not even breathe.
Because the extra hills are piled up with corpses, and the battlefield is full of corpses, and nothing can be seen except the corpses.
Blood gathered into a big river and rushed south. There seemed to be countless creatures shouting in the blood river, venting their unwillingness, and they wanted to continue fighting again.
The powerful man at the level of the Holy Lord has not taken action yet, but the saints and saints in the East have almost half of them died, and the remaining people have become numb and physically and mentally exhausted. After all, even young people will be tired after a day and night battle.
Miao Shuiqiu raised the black gold axe and climbed out of the mountain of corpses. He was covered in blood and lost an arm in the battle, but he seemed to be unable to feel the pain and walked towards the Black Great Wall.
Yun Liuer, Shao Yuxuan, Ning Wensi and others were also covered in blood, and their armor was much damaged due to high-intensity battles.
Tang Yi's big sword was also broken, covered in bruises, lying quietly on the mountain of corpses, leaving unwillingly.
Cang Ru and Shao Shuang also burst into tears. In this war, they saw too many people they knew.
After a day and a night, Huamanlou became over thirty years old and his hair was gray. Several older people around him had dried up and passed away. They had been using their strength and life spanking. After a day and night, they were also as angry and exhausted.
Ding Ning was also standing numbly on the mountain of corpses. The nine swords of Zhuxian floating in his hand were bleeding, and his power was about to dry up.
Fortunately, Senior Ning, Shao Nanfan and Liu Tianshi were not seriously injured. These seniors can be said to be their first line of defense.
However, these seniors also turned pale and could not fight again in a short period of time. They insisted on continuing to fight unless they burned their lives to replace the enemy.
Not far away, the situation on the demon clan was also very tragic. Not to mention the corpses of other races, many of the most powerful dragon clans crawled in the mountains, losing their vitality.
Each race suffers a lot of losses. Although the West also suffers heavy losses, their base is much larger than that of the locals, and it is not a problem to make a comeback.
Everyone returned to the road without saying a word, returned to the Black Great Wall for a while, waiting for the next battle to come.
But before they sat down, they were about to go out to fight again. The Western camp sent out god-level powerhouses. At this time, the Holy Lord-level ones also immediately went out and tried their best to meet them.
Senior Ning and other seniors only absorbed a few herbs and herbal medicines, absorbed the power of a few Tianyuan Stones, and then joined the battlefield again.
In the sky, the battle started again, and Ding Ning quickly recovered his energy and returned to the battlefield immediately. There were too few Holy Lords in the East. They could do it to restrain the other party’s god-level powerhouses.
The forces of various forces converged in the sky, and bursts of rumbling sounds came, which shocked everyone's hearts. Many killed Holy Lords and God-level powerhouses fell and fell in the sky.
"Boy, this Taoist priest has not much energy anymore. He can only carve the last forbidden cover. Today, we can decide the winner and lose. We are destined to see each other again." Hua Manlou said breathlessly. He had no breath at this time.
"Fatty, I thank you for being willing to do this for us. If there is a next life, I will definitely be brothers with you again."
Ding Ning responded that if the Black Great Wall was broken, it would mean that he would be buried here with millions of soldiers. In the face of war, no one would want to go out alive, but what could this be done?
At noon, the Western camp sent a large army back again. Ning Sirou and Yun Liuer led the last waves of soldiers to the battlefield to continue fighting.
This battle is a head-on battle and will not last too long. And it has no tactics at all. They can only exchange one life for another.
Chapter completed!