The emperor on Daxitian's side was unable to fight. Not only was he unable to fight, but he also had to keep all the powerful personal guards on Daxitian's side as protection... Naturally, he was also unable to participate in the battle.
Even this security force was not enough to reassure Meng Tianluo, so he also left two of the four people from Feng Yu Lei and Lightning behind.
In this way, there should have been more than ten masters in the Western Heaven Army who could deal with the level of Seven Golden Lotuses. However, in the end, only Yu Luochen and Feng Raging Chao took action. Naturally, the proportions in the strong confrontation were out of balance, making it impossible to resist.
What's even worse is that I originally expected Dian Changkong, one of the four masters, to go out and stabilize the morale of the army, but unexpectedly he lost his life inexplicably as soon as he went out...
With so many coincidences and so many blows, how could Daxitian remain undefeated? Duan's defeat was like a mountain.
In such a chaotic time, even if the five heavenly emperors appear at the same time in the Western Heaven army, they may not be able to restore the morale of the army that has been shattered!
What's more... the other four heavenly emperors will not come to the rescue at all. The current situation seems to be that the five heavenly emperors are working together to attack the leaf of the sky. Mr. Ye Da has launched an army to investigate the crime, but there is no bad blood between them. If one's own side is not harmed,
One, two, or three emperors have fallen, and the survivors are all happy to see the outcome, and it is not impossible to even lend a hand!
This is the art of the emperor. In the heart of the emperor, there are no permanent friends or enemies, only interests that last forever!
After this battle, everything was desolate.
As far as the eye can see, there are billowing smoke rising everywhere.
This is burning corpses.
Regardless of whether he was a strong person or a master, when he dies, he is just a dead person, just a corpse. If there are too many dead corpses and they are not buried for a long time, the plague will follow.
The plague will not be an exception just because it is the corpse of a strong man!
The army on the Daxitian front was filled with misery and mist.
The total force that Daxitian came to this time can be said to be an astronomical figure. No matter how vast the attack power and attack range of the Seven Golden Lotuses are, and how powerful Ye Xiao's hundred-man group is, the number of soldiers who died because of them is only one tenth.
Two, even less. On the contrary, after the defeat, there were as many as 23 out of 10 people who trampled on each other, got lost or left disheartened.
Even the remaining soldiers who did not leave were mostly frightened.
Many captains in the army would immediately jump up with panic on their faces whenever they heard a commotion, ready to continue running for their lives...
How can we fight like this?
The rain falls and the wind rages, vomiting blood.
Not just vomiting blood out of worry about the current situation, but actually vomiting blood in large mouths.
The strength of the two of them was beyond their capabilities when they led their subordinates to fight against such fierce men as Qi Duo Golden Lotus.
After this battle, not only were all of their elite confidantes dead, but both of them were also sniped by the Blood River Killer who suddenly attacked during the melee.
The injury is extremely serious now.
This is because Xuehe disappeared immediately after that blow and did not continue to snipe, otherwise these two people might have died in that battle!
The disappearance of Xuehe is naturally not without reason. This guy saw the Prime Minister and the Grand Marshal of Daxitian go out to fight together and there is no help. He judged people's hearts by his own heart and thought that if he puts the current matter into his own hands, Boss Ye and many brothers
From his body, he deduced a truth - these two people were the only ones holding the show in the Great Western Heaven. The Emperor of the Western Heaven himself was afraid that something was wrong and fell into some kind of situation where he could not use force!
Ever since
Someone directly touched the retreat place of the Emperor of the West and wanted to behead him in one fell swoop. From then on, the legend of "Assassination of the Emperor of the West" was left behind...
I have to say that someone's idea is basically consistent with the facts, except... Daxi Tianzhen can stop Yu Luochen Feng Raghao and Meng Tianluo because he is too afraid of death, so he gathers all Daxi Tian's top strength into himself
He was escorted by his side, so that in addition to Lei Weiqi, one of the four masters, who took action angrily, the ten imperial guards also participated in the siege. Such a lineup, let alone Blood River, even if Mr. Ye Da came in person, he might not be able to please him, and even more terrible
Yes, the Great Emperor of the West, Meng Tianluo, recovered more or less some of his strength after some healing. He suddenly made a sneak attack and slapped the blood river almost to ashes. He vomited blood and ran away...
But even if Meng Tianluo recovers, facing the already destructive chaos in front of him, he can only retreat, with no way to reverse the situation.
And it was only when they retreated tens of thousands of miles away and put all their efforts into sorting out their troops that they discovered that Dian Zhangkong, the Four Optimus Pillars of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning, had not returned.
"Where is Dian Changkong?"
"..."
Yu Luochen and Feng Raghao lowered their heads at the same time, their faces full of sadness.
Meng Tianluo knew the result just by seeing their faces.
He was stunned for a while, and then suddenly spurted out a mouthful of purple-gold blood with a "pop" sound...
Just like when I learned about Meng Wuzhen's death, my heart and mind were both traumatized, and the injuries were getting worse.
At this moment, the majestic Emperor of Heaven looked confused.
The pale faces of Yu Luochen and Feng Nuochao, as well as the feeling of weakness after being seriously injured, were something I had never seen in more than a hundred thousand years. They were extremely shocking.
"Back then... we eighteen brothers fought together like a picturesque country. Over the years, eleven of them have left me forever... To this day, I thought that no old brothers would leave me again.
We share the same adversities, and we can also share the prosperity."
Meng Tianluo looked pale: "Unexpectedly, Changkong also went there, because of me... because of me."
Several others felt sad for a while, Meng Tianluo's words also touched their minds.
"The creation of my soul comes from the root. I tried hard to take action because of the blood river... In a short time, it will be impossible to recover, and I can't change the wheel..." Meng Tianluo looked down, and there was something called'
The feeling of despair suddenly came to my heart.
"Luochen, Ang Chao, how do you feel about fighting against the seven golden lotuses?" Meng Tianluo looked up at Yu Luochen.
"Not your opponent!" Yu Luochen and Feng Nuchao had a look of shame and anger on their faces at the same time, and then they sighed again.
"Not an opponent?" Meng Tianluo said: "How about fighting alone? I still remember that back then Luochen was able to hold down Guan Shanyao."
"What I'm talking about is fighting alone. Now Guan Shanyao is holding my head firmly. If we don't rely on the strength of our numbers and try our best to deal with it, I'm afraid not only Lao Dian will die today!" Yu Luochen said bitterly.
Meng Tianluo was stunned for a moment when he heard this. After a long time, he shook his head with a wry smile and sighed: "It should be..."
The falling dust from the rain and the angry waves of the wind all felt sad together again.
Even though their cultivation is as profound as theirs, if they think about it, there is still something they still don't understand.