After sending Li Pingfeng and others away from the battlefield, Xiao Zhi returned to the battlefield.
He changed into a set of soldier armor, holding a sharp-edged sword in his hand, and continued to hunt Xuanming Kingdom's Xiantian realm warriors and players on the battlefield.
The reason why Xiao Zhi chose to stay on the battlefield was not only for the sake of eternal happiness for the enemy players.
Although he is not a particularly open-minded person, he is not willing to fight to the death with others just because of that arrow.
The main reason he chose to stay was for his meritorious service in the national war.
According to his plan, at least on this battlefield, he must gain enough skills to upgrade a new basic magical power from the entry-level to two levels in a row, and upgrade it to the Dacheng-level national war merit value, which is 25,000 national war merit points.
, he will choose to leave.
It would be best if during this period of time, we could encounter the enemy player Yong Yule and solve the problem of Yong Yule.
If the enemy player Yong Yule hides deeply enough and cannot find any opportunities to attack, he will also choose to leave after collecting these 25,000 points of national war merit points.
Leaving the battlefield to implement the plan that he had already conceived in his heart.
Time passed quickly, and another day passed in a flash.
On this day, in the morning, Xiao Zhi, wearing a soldier's armor and holding a sharp-edged sword, walked on the battlefield and hacked to death an innate high-level warrior from Xuanming Kingdom with one blow.
‘Another 50 National War Merit Values have been recorded.’ Xiao Zhi thought to himself.
He stepped back and prepared to find new prey. At this moment, the ground shook violently.
In the distance, a ball of light lit up. The light was so dazzling that it eclipsed the scorching sun high in the sky.
A few days later, the Nascent Soul Realm war broke out again, and it broke out suddenly.
This time the Nascent Soul War broke out, it was no longer night, but day.
The enemy and we, who were still fighting hard just now, subconsciously stopped their movements.
The soldiers were a little frightened and at a loss. The monks above the foundation stage, who knew some of the inside story, behaved a little solemnly.
In mid-air, the two Golden Core Realm monks who were fighting each other separated at this time, each retreated several hundred feet, and all turned their heads to look in the direction of the shining light.
The earth shook non-stop, as if a big earthquake had occurred.
On the battlefield, some soldiers even lost their balance and fell to the ground.
In the distance, the light is no longer dazzling, but there are frequent visions.
Sometimes the sky is fiery red, sometimes icy blue, sometimes a dazzling golden color, ever-changing.
Xiao Zhi quietly retreated from the front line of the battlefield and retreated toward the rear.
Although he did not fly into the air, he could vaguely feel that this battle was much more intense than the two Nascent Soul battles at night some time ago.
The Nascent Soul Realm monks from the two countries seemed to be fighting with all their strength!
If this battle between Nascent Soul monks is decided today, will it affect the direction of this war?
Thinking of this, Xiao Zhi's expression became a little solemn.
The ground shook for several minutes, and the situation above the battlefield suddenly changed!
A huge dark blue palm appeared out of thin air, covering the sky, and shot down!
The moment the big hand appeared, Xiao Zhi felt a strong sense of oppression and had to use his energy to resist.
Around Xiao Zhi, muffled sounds continued to sound. The soldiers in the Xiantian realm burst out their protective energy to resist the pressure. They could barely withstand it. Many of the soldiers in the Houtian realm were pressed so hard that their bones creaked, and their eyes, ears, mouth and nose
All are bleeding.
"Block it!" shouted a voice. This was the voice of Fuchen, the head coach of Xuanming Kingdom.
Several Jindan realm monks from the Xuanming Kingdom burst out with energy and soared into the sky.
Xiao Zhi saw Wei Guanglin, a martial arts cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, transforming into a ten-foot-tall giant, holding an equally huge weapon, his body bursting with bright light, and he rushed towards the giant cyan palm.
The same is true for the other three Jindan realm martial arts cultivators from Dachang Kingdom.
Xiao Zhi saw a small cyan bird emerge from Fuchen's body, and instantly expanded into a big cyan bird dozens of feet long, spreading its wings and soaring into the sky.
In addition to the big cyan bird, there was also a big dark green dragon and a golden tiger, which also rose into the sky and faced the giant cyan palm.
At this moment, the seven golden elixir realm monks in the Dachang National Army all took action, fighting together against this big hand that was pressing down from the sky!
There was a roar, and the big blue hand holding up the sky was beaten to pieces by the seven golden elixir realm monks from Dachang Kingdom.
Among the seven Jindan Realm monks, including Wei Guanglin, two Jindan Realm martial arts cultivators spurted blood from their mouths and fell from a high altitude.
The golden tiger's body disintegrated and turned into a golden staff with a tiger's head carved on it, flying towards a golden elixir realm spiritual cultivator from Dachang Kingdom.
This golden elixir realm spiritual cultivator also turned pale, his body swayed in mid-air, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
A blue light curtain appeared above the battlefield, trembling violently, blocking most of the aftermath of the battle for the sergeants below.
However, there were still some soldiers who were so affected by the aftermath of the battle that they did not even have time to scream, their eyes were covered with blood and their flesh was blurred, and they died on the spot.
At this moment, a voice spread across the entire battlefield, with a high-pitched voice: "Venerable Luoshan of the Chang Kingdom was killed by my wandering ancestor of the Xuanming Kingdom. The rest were seriously injured and escaped. Xuanming is victorious! All armies, follow me to kill the enemy! Kill.
Just them!"
"Kill them all!" Several other Jindan realm monks from Xuanming Kingdom also shouted loudly, with equally high-pitched voices.
"Kill them all!" The foundation-building monks from Xuanming Kingdom also roared with vigor.
"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!" The ordinary sergeants of Xuanming Kingdom also shouted together.
For a time, the momentum of the Xuanming Kingdom's army reached its peak.
On the other hand, in Dachang Kingdom, some of the soldiers were confused, some were frightened, some were at a loss, they had no fighting spirit, and their morale suddenly fell to the bottom.
"Damn it!" Xiao Zhi cursed.
The Battle of Yuanying has come to an end, and the worst case scenario has occurred. Dachang was defeated, one Yuanying was killed, the rest of the Yuanying were seriously injured and defeated, and Xuanming was victorious!
Although when that big blue hand holding the sky appeared and attacked not the Xuanming Kingdom's military formation, but the Dachang Kingdom's military formation, Xiao Zhi had a very bad premonition in his heart.
But when he got the exact answer from the Jindan Realm monks in Xuanming Kingdom, Xiao Zhi still felt a thump in his heart and his face turned extremely ugly.
"Retreat! Retreat!" Fuchen, the commander-in-chief of Xuanming Kingdom, did not deny it, but shouted loudly: "Army, don't be in chaos, retreat with me!"
"Withdraw! Everyone withdraw!" Several other Jindan realm monks from Xuanming Kingdom also said.
"Want to retreat? It's not that easy!" With a cold snort, several Jindan realm monks from Xuanming Kingdom rushed over through the air and fought with several Jindan realm monks from Dachang Kingdom.