On the sky, the blood glow is like an aurora, spreading in a fluffy shape, with red moths flying inside, which is extremely beautiful.
And in mid-air, Xu Qing's long hair was floating, and the figure holding the god's head high was reflected in the eyes of all the monks on the battlefield at this moment, and was fixed in the memory.
In this battle, the monks and the gods were originally in a stalemate, but the appearance of Xu Qing and others became a variable, like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
With the final push, this small-scale war came to an end with the balance completely tilted.
Then the sounds of fighting and roars rose to the sky, and the earth and gods on the battlefield were defeated like a mountain, retreating steadily in the torrent of monks.
Zhou Zhengli, Xing Huanzi and others naturally seized the opportunity, merged into the torrent, and harvested and gathered wildly.
Xu Qing also descended from mid-air.
For him, the collection of source material is the most important.
There were other corpse-finding teams, all like vultures, following him out.
The battle ended after half an hour.
At the moment it ended, the battlefield was littered with the corpses of gods. Although the monks also paid a price, the victory they achieved was huge, and all the gods were wiped out!
In a mixture of exhaustion and excitement, they stood on the corpse blood, and all their eyes fell on Xu Qing and his group, who were still wandering around the battlefield, constantly collecting the essence of the corpses.
Some of them were injured, some slightly, some seriously, but no matter what the injury was, no matter whether they were tired or not, their movements at this moment were not much slower.
Everyone goes crazy and collects the essence.
But this time, no one came to rob the Nianlin Army monks here.
The eyes they looked at Xu Qing and others contained a sign of respect.
Even the old man who had taught Xu Qing the rules of corpse touching, as well as the other corpse touching cultivators, stopped at this moment and allowed Xu Qing and his party to collect them first.
In this way, for Xu Qing and others, the harvest of collecting thousands of divine corpses is naturally huge.
It wasn't until they collected 80% of the entire audience that they all stopped and gathered around Xu Qing. Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the military cultivators around him, and then at the leader of the Nianlin Army.
The moment their eyes met, the leader of the Nianlin Army cupped his fists and bowed before speaking hoarsely.
"Thank you!"
Xu Qing returned the greeting, then turned around and walked away suddenly.
Later, Zhou Zhengli and others followed.
They have to rush to the next battlefield.
And on their departing figures, the eyes of everyone on the battlefield were always gathered. In their eyes, these nineteen people... each of them was filled with evil energy, their blood was boiling, each was extraordinary, and they were all giant wolves.
This is indeed the case.
After experiencing all these things, any one of those who survived among the ascended ones can stand alone, and can be called the best in any legion.
Moreover, half of them have reached the level of quasi-immortal, and the rest are infinitely close to it. As for their combat power, they are even more terrifying.
Gathered together like a pack of wolves.
And in front of them, headed by Xu Qing...
He is the Wolf King.
…
Time passes slowly like this.
Months flew by.
Xu Qing and his team's collection continued over the past few months, and became more and more rapid until they were completely proficient.
Their figures appear on every battlefield, and the method they use is to collect corpses by force.
And with such activity, fame spread like a storm. In the end, in the war zone where the Nianlin Army was responsible, almost all the monks either saw it with their own eyes or heard about it, and knew that there was such a terrifying corpse-touching team.
There are only nineteen of them, but the vast majority of them are quasi-immortals, and each of them has rich combat experience, and is especially good at life-saving methods. They are obviously geniuses, but they don't have the pride of genius.
Even though he has extraordinary combat power, he still prefers sneak attacks and assassinations, especially because of the speed and thoroughness of his collection, making everything he passes clean.
It can be said that it takes touching corpses to a new level.
It also made those military cultivators have different views on all corpse-finding teams.
As for other corpse-finding teams, they are actually more concerned about this, and imitators gradually appear. Although there are not many successful ones, the changes are very obvious.
However, after all, it is impossible to compare with Xu Qing and his party.
So slowly, this corpse-finding team with a special style became famous in this war zone and also had a name unique to them.
Don’t call it…
Funeral procession!
At the same time, as time goes by, the war in the left-wing theater seems to have reached a critical moment.
In the middle of the left wing, the flesh and blood millstone has reached its peak, becoming a beacon and attracting all attention.
On the left front, fighting became more frequent and more intense.
Whether it was a monk or a god, no matter how dull his mind was, he noticed something was wrong.
Most people think that this is the wave before the storm.
But in fact, there is also a possibility, that is...unknowingly, the storm has already come.
At this moment, in the fourth star ring, their right-wing battle zone was filled with heterogeneity and richness, permeating all directions. Ancient stars were carved into statues, exuding sacred meaning and floating in the starry sky.
The number is huge, no less than ten million.
Waves of ripples spread from them.
And on every star, there are gods and their slaves.
In the distance, a huge and astonishing galaxy stretches across endless land.
Inside, giant beasts can be seen roaming around, the faces of fierce gods can be seen, and even temples can be seen, exuding terrifying power and filling the void.
Looking around, the star statues and temples here are so densely packed that they seem to be boundless, covering all directions.
Sometimes there are tentacles that rise from the galaxy, appear in the void, and travel through the stars.
Accompanied by the murmuring, the sound continued to echo in the right-wing battle zone of the god.
This is where the gods temporarily stationed themselves on the right wing.
And in the center of this place where the gods are stationed, there are nine huge altars.
These nine altars are all built with countless bones.
Some of these skeletons are completely bones, but some are flesh and blood corpses. The ethnic groups within them are even more diverse, including monks, gods themselves, and slave tribes belonging to them.
Exuding the ultimate gloom and death.
And on the altar, there is a dark fire burning, and the pale fire light spreads out in a ring.
Like a candle of death, it shines silently on all sides.
Each other's light overlaps.
And in the very center of these nine altars, surrounded by nine rings of candlelight, all overlapping, there... hung a huge coffin without a lid.
The size and length of this coffin is comparable to a star.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
Inside... lies a purple corpse of a god!
This corpse had three heads and six arms in life, and was covered with divine patterns all over its body, so it must have been extremely noble.
Because on His body, the numerous divine patterns were woven into a mysterious ring!
However, there are still some tiny gaps in this ring. Obviously, only a tiny gap is needed to make it completely complete.
Once it is complete, it is...the God Lord!
Such an existence among the gods, second only to the God Lord, is certainly not an unknown person.
He is on the side of the gods, responsible for the entire right-wing war zone, and the right-wing commander who controls thousands of gods!
The pinnacle of true god!
But now...he lying in the coffin is already a corpse.
There is a shocking scar between the eyebrows of all three of his heads, which penetrates his soul and shatters his power!
He has fallen!
A month ago, a mysterious cultivator approached and killed him with one blow!
If Xu Qing were here and saw this scene, he would definitely realize that this...maybe the reason why the monk's left wing war zone became a flesh and blood millstone, turning into a life lamp to attract everyone, and the entire war zone became a bait!
Use the monk's left wing as bait, cover it with a bright light, and execute the assassination!
Obviously, the assassination was successful!
But similarly, if Xu Qing were here and realized the monk's plan, he would definitely have doubts.
Now that the plan has been completed, why is the flesh-and-blood millstone on the left wing of the monks still continuing and fierce!
Unless... Assassinating the commander of the right wing of the gods is just a part of the monk's plan!
If this is true, then the monk's plan must be...unparalleled!
At this moment, in the originally empty space around the coffin, in the dim fire light, a god gradually exuded a terrifying aura and stepped out of the void.
Each of them is tall, powerful, and has an impressive status. They are all the true god commanders in the right wing battle zone of the gods.
Now after appearing, these true gods circle around and stand around the coffin.
Then, worship the stars above.
While they were worshiping, there was a sudden roar in the starry sky, and a huge crack appeared in the void, as if a supreme force was forcibly tearing it apart from within.
And in the cracks, divine light spreads in all directions.
In the divine light, one can see the magnificent kingdom of God, the boundless universe, and countless gods. They... are also worshiping.
Under the worship of both parties, a graceful figure wearing a blue robe slowly appeared in the divine light and walked step by step.
His appearance is blurry and cannot be looked at directly.
The clothes are luxurious, the blue color on them is dyed by the countless seas in the fourth star ring, and there is a phoenix crown with hanging pearls on the top of his head.
In this crown, there is a phoenix that is screaming loudly, and a phoenix that is wailing and wailing. As for the pearls that decorate it...
If you look closely, you will see that it is clearly the result of special eyes.
Each eye comes from the eyes of the most beautiful god in a tribe.
There are so many of them, they are all blinking.
Weird and beautiful.
And all of this illustrates the noble status of the goddess who came here.
This is indeed the case.
The moment His graceful figure walked out of the crack, all the true gods outside the coffin knelt down and worshiped.
"Xingmu Luanxia!"
The vastness of the divine voice caused ripples in the starry sky, as if even the rules of the fourth star ring were enveloping this goddess with endless favor at this moment.
Because He is the fourth star ring, the only descendant of the newly promoted God Emperor!
On the side of the gods, the God Lord is the God Emperor!
His father god is the supreme being responsible for the battle between the fourth and fifth star rings, and he is also the god who competes with Immortal Lord Zhanlu!
But originally, it was impossible for Him to appear here.
The reason why it appears now... is because the right-wing commander who had a special mission and had not had time to complete it suddenly fell!
This makes it necessary for Him to come here to unfold the divine power of his royal bloodline and speed up the return of the fallen commander!
With the divine power of his bloodline, the return time of all true gods who belong to his father god can be extremely shortened after death. It does not take a long time, it only takes a few months!
Although there is a price, it is not unbearable, because this is the power of his father’s godhead!
At the same time, since He is here, He also has a mission.
His mission is to stay here and continue to hasten the return of the fallen true God.
And today is His first show.
…
At the same time, in the fourth star ring, the moment the daughter of the God Lord arrived, Xu Qing, who was collecting corpses on a battlefield in the front line of the left-wing war zone belonging to the monks at an endless distance, suddenly stopped in his action of collecting the corpses.
.
He instinctively raised his head and looked at the direction of the fourth star ring.
Crows slowly.
"There……"
Xu Qing groa.
At that moment, he did not know why, the faint heart and even the soul, all rising a sense of strangeness.
This feels like palpitations, but it looks more like a certain prediction.
As if, there are some doomed things, and they are gradually coming in with an unstoppable momentum.