In a human-monster war, countless corpses were thrown under the deserted city. Half of the land was dyed red with blood. The rotten corpses were floating in the blood, looking extremely evil. Standing in the blood, Lin Heng breathed out. This time
Although the battle seemed fierce, it was actually very easy. Everyone did not really fight, especially the Golden Core Stage monks. Except for Na Bifang, no one died. As for the Foundation Establishment Stage monks and monsters, they were completely forced to fight.
They got up and suffered heavy casualties.
Before starting, no one thought that those Yuanying stage monks would force everyone so much. They would force them to fight with monsters just like they force monsters. In their hearts, they probably hate those Yuanying stage monks to death, but they just hate them again.
What can they do? They simply cannot fight back against the Nascent Soul monks. Even if they have hatred, they can only hold it in their hearts.
"Alas!" Lin Heng sighed as he looked at the corpses lying in a pool of blood around him. This was just a not too brutal battle. If the two sides really went to war, how many people would die.
An inexplicable feeling of exhaustion arose in his heart, and Lin Heng suddenly wanted to have a good sleep. After so many years, he almost didn't sleep anymore, because sleep is not needed for spiritual practice, but now, he really wanted to sleep.
In silence, Lin Heng passed through the crowd and walked into the reopened city. He returned to his residence, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
In the past, he couldn't sleep, but this time, he fell asleep as soon as he lay down, and even had a nightmare that woke him up. When he woke up, Lin Heng touched the cold sweat on his body, smiled bitterly, and said to himself:
"The psychological quality is still not enough!"
This battle was not as brutal as the Xiangyang battle in The Condor Shooting, but it had a huge impact on Lin Heng, leaving him a little at a loss. Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person. As time passed, his mood improved to some extent. He also knew
, My own discomfort comes from my own peace. Over the years, although I have fought again and again, I have never had such a tragic battle. This time, I will naturally feel some discomfort when I regain the memories of the past.
"You can't relax in practice. It seems that I have relaxed a little in recent years!"
Shaking his head, Lin Heng walked out of the room and took a deep breath. The weather outside was a bit cold, and breathing it into his lungs made him feel refreshed, but the faint smell of blood made him frown.
"Senior Brother Lin, you're awake..." A man walked out of the room next to him and said in surprise when he saw Lin Heng.
Lin Heng came back to his senses. He smiled softly and said, "It's Junior Brother Wang Tu! By the way, where is Junior Brother Chen Lu?"
Wang Tu's face was a little sad, and he forced a smile and said: "I don't know, I came back as soon as the war ended, and I haven't seen Junior Brother Chen Lu until now. I believe he has escaped."
Wang Tu's words were very unfounded. I'm afraid even he himself wouldn't believe it, let alone Lin Heng. He knew that Chen Lu was more likely to die in the war.
Alas! Lin Heng sighed again and said: "Junior brother Wang Tu, do you know what happened next?"
Wang Tu shook his head and said: "After the war, everyone who was supposed to come back came back, and no one paid attention to those outside. I just went out to take a look, and the outside has been cleaned up. I don't know who did it. Alas, this
The First World War, it was really, really..."
From his tone, Lin Heng could tell that he was dissatisfied with the Nascent Soul Stage monks. This dissatisfaction may be in the hearts of all monks, but what can happen?
Shaking his head, Lin Heng didn't say much. He walked to the stone pavilion in the yard and sat down. He poured himself a cup of tea and smelled the fragrance of the tea. He was thinking about the future in his mind.
This war is definitely not the end, and it will not stop in the future, but Lin Heng has no idea how it will develop. The worst thing is that the monster attacks again, and the two sides fight again, until one side can no longer hold on. In addition,
One is better, that is, the demon clan will no longer come, and the human race will enter the wilderness mountain and hunt the demon beasts like at the beginning.
No matter which one of them they are, they can't escape the fight.
"It's good that this is the case. I've felt a little relaxed over the years. I can take advantage of this battle to regain the bravery I once had!"
Lin Heng used force in his hands and smashed the teacup in his hand to pieces. He clapped his hands, shook off the dust, and looked at the sky dimly.
Everything was as Lin Heng thought. This war made both sides very dissatisfied. The human race was better off. Although many people died, there were many monsters to kill, and the human race always won with numbers. If some people died,
They were not taken seriously by the Nascent Soul Stage monks at all. What they were dissatisfied with was that there were too few monster beast corpses left outside. The monster beast side was even simpler, that is, there were too many monster beasts.
The casualties this time are more than those in the previous period combined. How can you let the monster generals accept it?
Some of the fiery ones immediately wanted to attack again, but some people disagreed. The battle was too brutal. If they came so many more times, all the monsters in the foundation-building stage would probably die. This is not what they want. But if
If you don't come, you will have to wait for the human race to attack.
For a while, no one in the monster clan thought of a way, but the human clan was simple. After they were cultivated, they immediately started to take action. Aren't you monsters coming? Then we will enter. So, a large number of
The human monks began to head towards the Great Wilderness Mountain. Tens of thousands of people lined up all the way. The posture was really no worse than that of monsters attacking a city.
In the crowd, Lin Heng glanced at the people on the left and right, and sighed again in his heart. The greatest advantage of the human race is indeed the number. Look at these monks, half of them are new faces, newcomers after the siege battle.
No matter why they came, the speed of replenishment is not comparable to that of the demon clan.
The cleansing activity began. The humans lined up and headed towards the Great Wilderness Mountain. All the monsters they encountered were beaten to death by them. Along the way, although not many monsters were swept away, they also cleared the surrounding areas.
We can't see the figures of monsters, even ordinary beasts. How could the monsters not notice their big movements? Moreover, this move of the human race is obviously to destroy them. Now, the monsters
The tribe was angry again, and even those with good tempers couldn't bear it anymore, so the army of monsters was dispatched again, and the two parties had a fierce collision in the wilderness mountains.
There is an army of monsters on one side, and an army of humans on the other. In terms of quantity, the humans are no less than the monsters, but in terms of size, the humans are not as good as the humans, because even ordinary monsters are much larger than the humans. There are so many
Monsters and beasts together can cover the sky and the sun. No matter how large the human army is, they are not as good as the monsters in this regard.
However, the human race is not afraid at all, because they come here just to fight, and in the minds of the new people, killing monsters means making money. In the world of cultivation, is there anything that can make money faster than killing monsters? This is completely
It’s a business without capital!
It was another fierce battle. This time it was even more fierce than the one outside the city. Because the place was bigger, everyone let go. You came and I went. The fight was very lively, and everyone was close to each other from the beginning.
, beating like flying into the sky and escaping from the ground.
Among the crowd, Lin Heng was not polite. He first got into the ground, and when the two parties were attacking, he directly killed many foundation-building monsters with a sword energy. When the opponent's golden elixir master saw it, he immediately came up to stop them, and the two started fighting.
, and flew high all the way, and soon withdrew from the battlefield, turning into a one-on-one confrontation. Most of the other golden elixir monks were the same as him. They first killed the foundation-building monster, then found the golden elixir monster and fought it alone.
fight.
In this way, the demon clan's golden elixir monsters are supported by the human race. If the human race has a large number of golden elixirs, it will be almost unnecessary to fight, and the human race can be declared the winner. However, there are not many golden elixir monks in the human race, which is just the same as the monster beasts.
The same, so the humans and monsters in the foundation building period below started a fierce battle.
It seems that there is a mystery in it. There are more humans than demon beasts, and there must be more golden elixir masters than demon beasts. But on this battlefield, there are never more human golden elixir monks than golden elixir demon beasts. If there is no calculation, who would believe it?
?
In fact, to put it bluntly, the reason is very simple. If the human race has more golden elixir monks than the demon beasts, then the demon clan does not need to fight at all and can just admit defeat, and those old guys in the Nascent Soul stage will not hide.
Later. To put it bluntly, this is a fair battle, with the same number of golden elixir masters deciding the outcome. Whichever side wins, whichever side wins. (To be continued.)
