It is almost impossible to retreat without being defeated on the battlefield. After receiving the order, Brother Yun Mengze struggled to break away from the battle, but what he received in exchange was a closer attack.
Yun Zheng finally forced the alien monk who was entangled with him to retreat a little, and cursed: "What a joke! How can we retreat at this time?"
Fortunately, at this time, several Nascent Soul monks appeared outside the mountain range, cutting into the stalemate battle situation with absolute pressure, allowing many Jindan monks to have enough energy to retreat.
When Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng covered each other and retreated to the plain, their robes were stained with blood. The blood stains belonged to others as well as their own, but no one had the time to pay attention to them at this time.
He turned around and looked around until he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ji Yue appear.
At this time, the sound transmission crystal in my ears rang again: "I will give you twenty breaths to quickly leave the battlefield and leave the Qianye Mountain area."
Twenty breaths? Liu Qinghuan looked back, and the shouts of killing from behind were still fierce. The flames of war spread from the Qianye Mountains to the plains, but he could still see that many people were still entangled with the monks from other worlds.
Twenty breaths seems not enough.
Yun Zheng called from the front: "Let's go quickly."
Liu Qinghuan responded, activated the Pingxu Wind Control Technique and followed him.
The two of them quickly approached the first city wall. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head!
Under the night, the Yandang Mountains in the distance and the towering city walls on the plain had always seemed silent, but just now, a terrible wave suddenly came from ahead.
He only glanced at it, and his whole scalp suddenly opened, and his figure suddenly fell, and his whole body fell to the ground.
A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket flashed past his head, and within a few breaths it flew across the plains and arrived near Qianye Mountain.
Liu Qinghuan turned around and saw the lightning exploded in a place where monks from other worlds gathered together, destroying everything it passed and no one could stop it!
Even if a Jindan monk encountered such a terrifying lightning, he would be completely unable to stop it.
The Thunder Spirit Tower built on the first city wall has been lit up one after another. Thick thunder light pierced the night sky and shot towards the place where the alien monks were most concentrated. The sound of the explosion suppressed all the screams.
Yun Zheng rolled next to him, his mouth wide open in shock, and then his anger surged: "Who got out of the way of Leiling Pagoda? There must be monk Yun Mengze behind me, wouldn't this also kill them?
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Liu Qinghuan's mood was extremely complicated. When he was in Jade Dragon City, he had already experienced Yan Jing's commanding style, which was meticulous, good at seizing opportunities, and indifferent.
Most of the time, Yan Jing is focused and calm. Even if he occasionally loses his composure, he will immediately suppress it. Every command he conveys is extremely precise. It is said to be twenty breaths, and it will not be more or less.
Due to the power of the Thunder Spirit Pagoda, the stalemate battlefield was finally separated. The monks from the outside world retreated, not daring to step into the plain. Most of the Yunmengze side also retreated to the first city wall.
Several hours of continuous fighting consumed a huge amount of spiritual power and consciousness, making Liu Qinghuan feel a little overwhelmed. As soon as some people returned to the wall, the fatigue they ignored when the battle situation was tense could no longer hide it, even the golden elixir
The monk's dignity and image were not taken into consideration, and he began to breathe heavily as soon as he sat on the floor.
Yun Zheng greeted him and went to find his master. Liu Qinghuan found Ji Yue and gave him a bottle of monkey wine that restored spiritual power.
Ji Yue took it and took a sip, sighing happily: "It seems that I have to catch a monkey who can make wine."
The two of them walked side by side to the Wenshi camp. Liu Qinghuan said, "Senior brother, you smell of alcohol. Were you drinking during the battle?"
Ji Yue laughed loudly: "My bamboo species is drunken bamboo, what do you think?"
Liu Qinghuan laughed and raised his thumb: "Senior brother, you are indeed a wine master!"
The two of them walked towards the market town talking and laughing, their bodies still covered in blood and injuries, while the battlefield behind them was still roaring.
A feeling of surviving a disaster came to mind. They completed their first mission today and blocked the first wave of alien invasion, but what about the future?
Those monks from other worlds probably did not expect that their side would be so well-prepared, and they were caught off guard, with many more casualties than theirs. But they had gone through so much trouble to break through the world, and they obviously would not give up.
The world war has just begun.
After Liu Qinghuan returned to his station and closed the door, he leaned against the door quietly and closed his eyes. All that appeared in front of his eyes were the previous battle scenes.
Flesh and blood flying everywhere, screaming again and again, this scene is completely different from the scenes he usually fights with people. He can personally feel the lives lost in the struggle, not only those monks from other worlds, but also the monks from Yunmengze
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When I first looked at the records related to the First World Sealing War, there were only a few lines recorded in the ancient books: Yun Mengze fell from the first and second level interface of the Three Thousand Small World to the sixth level interface, and the ancient world of immortality fell apart as a result.
The holy land of immortal cultivation, Yunmengze, was destroyed into what is now Qushang Swamp...
What about those who died? How many people died that year?
He pressed his forehead against the door panel, and all the thoughts that he had suppressed before came to his mind, and he felt sad in his heart.
The sword of life and death in the sea of consciousness began to tremble slightly, but Liu Qinghuan had no intention of checking it and let himself relax for a while.
After cheering up, he summoned the Songxi Cave Heaven Map and came to the small courtyard that he had sealed off in the mountains.
Xun Weng once asked him to wake him up when the second sealing war came, but he called several times outside his cave, but the other party didn't give him any response.
Liu Qinghuan was puzzled: "Could it be that it has dissipated..."
Or maybe it’s not the right time?
I tried knocking on the closed stone door, but there was still no movement.
He sighed, returned to the quiet room, and began to meditate to restore his spiritual power.
The next day, when he went to see Mingyangzi, he took out some jade slips from the storage ring of the monk from another world: "Master, do you think these are useful in finding out which monk the other world is?"
He had looked through these before, and the words used in the other world were very different from Yun Mengze's, and they were basically unrecognizable.
Mingyangzi rarely had time to take a break and took over: "The alliance is studying this matter. You should also pay attention to collecting it in the future. It is best to find jade slips or classics recorded in Zhengxian body, and update the interface for judging the opponent.
it works."
Liu Qinghuan groaned and said, "Isn't Zhengxian Ti the character of our Yun Mengze?"
Mingyangzi looked at the jade slips on the table and smiled when he heard the words: "Zhengxian Ti is not that simple... You will know this later, Zhengxian Ti is the text used in many interfaces."
He flipped through a book and said slowly: "Writing is a kind of inheritance and history. It has its own charm. You will know it when your cultivation is higher in the future. This interface does not use Zhengxian Ti.
Maybe this is also a clue. "War is difficult to write about. It has to combine cultivating immortality with being personally involved with the protagonist. The author is also trying little by little.