In the sky of Longxugou, it was as if someone had opened a huge hornet's nest, with nearly ten thousand black spots running like wolves and hogs, chasing each other to the death.
Nearly seven thousand undead legions and nearly a thousand human monks began a life-and-death struggle in the sky.
The counterattack of the human Golden Core went smoothly at the beginning. They built a well-defended building ship and all the Golden Core monks hid in it. Then they suddenly rushed into the undead army array and rampaged around, causing the undead creatures to be in chaos.
Then it suddenly exploded on its own, and in the huge shock wave, dozens of golden elixir monks came to bloom in the center, and cooperated with the swarm of Tongtian disciples, catching the undead army by surprise.
Before the undead army could react, the cultivation forces from several small countries in the northwest arrived. A team of three hundred monks was really nothing compared to the thousands of undead army, but the timing was right and adding chaos to the undead army would undoubtedly bring trouble to the undead army. It caused a lot of obstacles.
The start was perfect. The three consecutive attacks caused one or two thousand deaths to the undead army in a matter of seconds. However, for the seven thousand undead army, they were far from collapse.
The battle continued, and the Golden Core monks were entangled by the eyeless monsters. The chaos was beyond chaos. After the death transition, after all, it was a powerful undead tribe in the desert. The huge numerical advantage allowed the undead army to slowly stabilize their position.
When the undead army is no longer chaotic, the battle begins to become balanced. If it continues, the balance of victory and defeat will inevitably tilt towards the undead army.
There are those who are strong enough to kill everyone, and there are also those who are mediocre and trapped. After all, there is no direct relationship between ambition and one's own strength.
The vast majority of human Tongtian realm monks fell into a bitter battle. As time passed, the numerical advantage became more and more prominent, and the casualties of the monks began to appear one after another.
One team performed very well. They really penetrated the undead army formation, and then turned back and charged back and forth. The leader was a flying sword that could only see light and shadow, but no one could be seen. Because without the shackles of the body, they could focus all their attention. Everything was focused on the attack. Seeing this scene in Wang Gandang's eyes, it was as if he was seeing Senior Brother Hou who rescued them in the desert.
The same inheritance of swordsmanship, the same invincibility. It is precisely with Fang Yazi taking the lead that they can achieve what they could not do before and win the three armies bravely.
Nan Xiangye watched from behind with excitement. He had never seen such swordsmanship in the sect, which completely subverted his knowledge. If it weren't for the fierce battle now, he would have wanted to ask for advice, even if the two of them actually The realm is all about feeling the spirit.
But no matter how brave Fang Yazi is, he can only lead a small group of people and cannot change the direction of the entire battlefield situation.
In the current battlefield, human monks have a certain advantage in the competition at the golden elixir level, but it is difficult to play a decisive role in the direction of the entire battlefield; if the battle continues like this, no matter who wins or loses, probably It's all a tragic result.
No one backs down, and you are not allowed to back down.
Both sides are enduring losses, and the competition now is who has the stronger tolerance; relatively speaking, the undead army has no belief support, and the main reason that allows them to persist until now is their underground companions. As long as they complete their mission and surface The ground is the moment when humans flee.
No one knows what mankind is insisting on. It may be an attitude. Even if the cost is huge, the undead army must feel this, otherwise similar intrusions will never be peaceful.
Senior Brother Wan had to remind, "Junior Brother, when it's time to stop, we have to stop! We have killed more than two thousand undead creatures and have achieved our goal; if we continue, we may kill more, but we will also face huge casualties.
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We can’t explain to their masters! We can’t explain to the sect why hundreds of elite sword cultivators are here!”
This was the third time he proposed a similar exam, but Yu Zhengxing rejected him three times.
"Since we are called a demon sect, why should we fear life and death? If we retreat in the face of battle, it is useless to be a sword cultivator! Brother, if you persist a little longer, maybe the undead army will collapse in the next moment? They are different from us! We know how to do something and what not to do.
Do they understand?"
Senior Brother Wan said with a stern voice, "If it's too late, when the underground undead army comes out, most of our disciples will be here and they won't be able to escape!"
Yu Zhengxing remained unmoved, "Why are you running? I will accompany them!"
Senior Brother Wan flew his sword and slashed with all thoughts in his heart. This demon sect was so stubborn and stubborn. He began to regret why he didn't suggest to his superiors to replace this guy earlier, otherwise he wouldn't have caused such a big disaster.
A total of one hundred and fifty sword cultivators, more than ten of them have been lost now. If they all fight to the death with this lunatic Zhengxing, there will definitely be no one left!
Including himself!
If he doesn't leave, how can he leave?
Just as the two were having a fierce confrontation, there was finally movement under the protective forest belt. It was as if there were many cultivating creatures emerging from the ground. The next moment, hundreds of human cultivators rose up!
...The stone canthus under the forest is about to split, and the forest belt is like a dragon, lush and green. He has seen it in the viewing stone, but the feeling at that time was not as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes now?
The green corridor of life is like a long dragon, winding for thousands of miles, representing the hope of mankind... But there are countless undead creatures in the sky doing whatever they want!
The human resisters are in danger!
At this moment, I no longer think about the sword cultivator's various plans to lure you into the urn, but the murderous intention in my heart has nowhere to vent, and I can't kill the stubborn enemy with my hands. This tone can no longer be clear.
Raising his arms and shouting, "I belong to the Qin clan, follow me to kill the enemy. In today's battle, I am invincible, and we will fight until the death!"
He is not a senior brother, and he is not qualified to command everyone. In another situation, everyone may not listen to him, but at this moment, everyone's mood is actually the same as his. The dispute over the orthodoxy has long been forgotten, and now only
Racial hatred!
With this shout, it was not only the Qinmen monks who rushed out with him, but also all the disciples who escaped from the gate. They didn't care who shouted it or who rushed out first. All they needed was such an introduction!
Senior Brother Jindan of the Qin Sect came out of the underground a little late, so he could only follow the team, feeling depressed because this Junior Brother Lin was so rude and even stole his lines!
The Shui Tribe stayed in the underground river to continue the cleanup, also worried that the undead creatures would come back; they were better at fighting underwater, so the people who came up this time were all human monks, and there were more than a thousand of them, including dozens of golden elixirs.
When this force appears, the situation is decided! It is irreversible.
After holding on for an hour, the undead army finally collapsed.
