330. Chapter 330 Chapter 0329 The General Goes Well
In the small world, Zhao Qingzhu was lying dying on the grass in front of Bubu's wooden house. Tianming and Bubu looked nervously at the dying Zhao Qingzhu, unable to do anything. Both of them had spent almost half of their internal energy in Zhao Qingzhu's body, but Zhao Qingzhu still couldn't.
There is no improvement, and the breath of life is passing away at an alarming speed.
Neither of them dared to transfer all their internal energy to Zhao Qingzhu, because Zhao Qingzhu was extremely weak at the moment. If all their internal energy were transferred to Zhao Qingzhu, it would probably cause Zhao Qingzhu to explode and die.
If Zhao Qingzhu dies, they who are trapped in the small world of Zhao Qingzhu’s divine sea will naturally not be able to survive either.
Tianming was no longer crazy and looked at Zhao Qingzhu with a solemn expression, but helplessly walked back and forth beside Zhao Qingzhu.
"I really thought he had super strength, but it turns out he was just trying to catch up."
Unable to walk to the wooden chair and sit down, he turned sideways and looked at Tianming, and then said lightly: "Don't he know the consequences of doing this?"
Tianming didn't speak, his eyes never left Zhao Qingzhu.
After a while, Tianming suddenly took a long breath and whispered: "He is dead!"
Unable to blink, he smiled bitterly and said, "So fast?"
"Welcome the destruction of the small world!"
Tianming never looked at him from beginning to end. He sat cross-legged next to Zhao Qingzhu with the giant scissors in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.
Unable to move, he lay down on the wooden chair, staring at the red sun hanging high in the sky without blinking.
The red sun is not gone, the purple moon is still there, how could Zhao Qingzhu die!
Sure enough, just as Tianming sat down cross-legged, Zhao Qingzhu's body suddenly floated strangely in the air, and then disappeared into the small world in a flash.
Watching Zhao Qingzhu's figure disappear, he couldn't help but smile bloodthirstyly.
at the same time…
After leaving the small world, Zhao Qingzhu fell from mid-air and hit the ground hard. With a slight impact, the impact of the landing made Zhao Qingzhu spurt out a mouthful of blood. Then, he bowed and stood upright.
stand up.
Just when he stood up straight, he opened his mouth and another stream of blood gushed out.
However, this time he did not let the blood spurt out, but suppressed it back, and at the same time calmed down the roiling blood in his body. The blood gradually subsided, and Zhao Qingzhu finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
He clearly felt the approach of death at the moment before, but at the moment when the breath of life was about to pass away, the disappeared power of Ziyue suddenly burst out like a spring, covering him in an instant, and even recovering his internal injuries at an alarming speed.
.
Forcibly using the power of the red sun to connect the small world of the Divine Sea with the real world was far beyond his ability to control the small world. The forced connection gave him the same rebound power, and millions of lions were killed with one sword.
Even so, he was still bearing the power of that knife.
If he only had the red sun, he would die suddenly on the spot.
Fortunately, the power of Ziyue is also in his body.
The red sun symbolizes destruction and destruction, while the purple moon symbolizes protection and rebirth!
In a sense, looking at the world, even the second-generation Seven-Star God King in the Tongtian Dao can hardly completely obliterate Zhao Qingzhu. As long as he is alive, he will live forever.
But immortality does not mean that he will not be injured. Zhao Qingzhu is now seriously injured due to the rebound of his own power. Even with Ziyue's power quickly repairing his internal injuries, he still has weak breath and can leave the small world and stand up.
In this land of Qingzhu Town, it all depends on the power of Ziyue.
The battle in Qingzhu Town is still going on, but there is no earth-shattering charge and roar before. Occasionally, one or two roars are heard, which seems so pale and feeble.
Hearing the occasional roar, Zhao Qingzhu knew that the battle in Qingzhu Town was coming to an end.
After taking a deep breath, he stepped out and walked toward Qingzhu Town with one staggering step.
In Qingzhu Town, Xu Mengting was covered in wounds, and under the protection of more than a dozen Kaiyang soldiers, he was killed all the way in the Tiger Guard camp.
These dozen people are the last fighting force of the Qingzhu Town garrison!
There are at least 50,000 Tiger Guards left.
Although there were only a dozen people left on the Kaiyang side at the moment, the Tiger Guards were not sure of victory and gave up their violent attack on them. Fifty thousand people surrounded Xu Mengting and others in the middle, and the encirclement was followed by more than ten people.
It keeps changing, but no matter how it changes, it is impossible for Xu Mengting and others to get out.
After two attacks, Xu Mengting was the only one left standing.
This was a war that was already destined to end. However, the demon soldiers never expected the changes. Not only did they lose the general Huwei, but at this moment only 50,000 of their 500,000 brothers were left.
Everyone, this kind of heavy price is unprecedented in the history of the demon clan in the past ten thousand years.
They did not win. The winning side was the Kaiyang soldiers stationed in Qingzhu Town, even though only one of them was left struggling desperately.
"kill!"
Seeing all the brothers around him fall down, Xu Mengting, who had already been numb, rushed forward with his sword in both hands.
Surprisingly, in the face of Xu Mengting's attack, the Tiger Guards surrounding him no longer faced him bravely, but retreated tacitly.
Seeing the demon soldiers in front retreat, Xu Mengting immediately changed direction and charged out to the left.
The result was the same, not only on the left side, but also all the demon soldiers surrounding him retreated like a tide as soon as he turned around.
In the blink of an eye, on the empty land, only Xu Mengting stood proudly within a radius of ten feet.
After looking around, Xu Mengting no longer rushed to kill like a clown, but used his sword to support the Tiger Guard deputy general who was facing him with his head raised.
As he watched, he suddenly raised his head and laughed.
Smiling, tears gradually filled his eyes, and then two lines of hot tears fell silently.
Even so, Xu Mengting still laughed more and more crazily, with endless tragedy in his desolate laughter.
The 50,000 demon soldiers remained quiet, and all eyes were focused on the crazy Xu Mengting at this moment.
They didn't think Xu Mengting was funny at all. On the contrary, the man who was showing all his madness gained their respect.
It is not an easy task to gain the respect of soldiers in the demon clan, especially in the demon clan military camp.
When the Tiger Guard took over the Tiger Guard Army, it took them three years to gain the respect of the Demon Tribe's vanguard sword-soldiers, the Guard Corps. However, the crazy man in front of him gained their respect in just one day.
Even if more than 400,000 of their brothers were buried here.
Therefore, when Xu Mengting laughed maniacally, the demon soldiers tacitly chose to remain silent.
"bring it on!"
After a burst of crazy laughter, Xu Mengting suddenly raised the sword in his hand and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Do you want to capture me alive? Haha, don't be ridiculous, I am the general of an army of 300,000 people."
Upon hearing this, the deputy general of the Tiger Guard turned his head and glanced at the soldiers standing beside him.
The soldier understood, took a step forward, and slowly raised the spear in his hand. As the soldier raised his spear, the fifty thousand demon soldiers also raised their weapons above their heads.
"kill!"
The soldier holding the spear high looked around, then roared and swung the spear down, pointing directly at Xu Mengting.
"kill!"
Fifty thousand demon soldiers were dispatched at the same time, rushing towards Xu Mengting from all directions.
"Haha, so heroic!"
Xu Mengting laughed twice, held the sword in both hands, and rushed forward to face the demon army.
Puff puff puff…
In a confrontation, three demon soldiers were killed by swords, and the battle that had just started came to an abrupt end as the three demon soldiers fell.
Because, while Xu Mengting killed three demon soldiers, more than ten spears also pierced his body...
"Back off!"
After the spear penetrated Xu Mengting's body, the deputy general shouted loudly, and the demon soldiers who rushed up quickly retreated.
The soldiers retreated, and the deputy general slowly came to Xu Mengting.
Xu Mengting, whose body was pierced by more than a dozen spears, showed no pain on his face. Although blood was constantly pouring out of his mouth, his eyes were still feverish.
Looking at the deputy general walking over, he grinned, showing his teeth stained red with blood, as if he was a ghost walking out of hell.
After staring at Xu Mengting for a moment, the deputy general lowered his head slowly and whispered: "You win!"
"No,"
Xu Mengting, whose body was pierced by more than a dozen spears and held on the ground, endured the severe pain and the breath of life that might disappear in the next moment, and said word by word: "The human race won..."
As soon as the words fell, his head hung down weakly, and the breath of life disappeared in an instant.
The battle that lasted for a whole day was finally over.
All the 300,000 troops sent by Kaiyang Kingdom and the strong men of Qingzhu Town who stayed behind voluntarily died in the battle.
The Demon Tiger Guards were almost completely wiped out, and no one of the remaining 50,000 soldiers cheered because Xu Mengting fell. Their lieutenant general was right, they were not the ones who won this war, but all of them died.
Human soldiers here.
Both the demon soldiers and the human soldiers knew very well that the battle in Qingzhu Town seemed to be an offensive and defensive battle, but in fact it was a bottom-out confrontation between the humans on the mainland and the demons in the wilderness.
Obviously, the real result is that both sides suffer losses!
All the fifty thousand demon soldiers turned their attention to the deputy general. General Tiger Guard died in the battle, and the deputy general became their backbone.
Xu Mengting still stood proudly. It was not that he did not fall down, but that his body was held up by more than ten spears and could not fall down.
Of course, this is also the highest honor given to him by the demon soldiers!
Because of respect, they allowed him to die in a dignified battle, but because of hatred, they pierced his body with more than ten spears...
This is the demon clan. Respect does not mean no hatred, and hatred does not mean no respect.
Zhao Qingzhu, who dragged his seriously injured body into Qingzhu Town, saw the figure of Xu Mengting held up by a spear from a distance. Although he could not feel the slightest breath of life from Xu Mengting, Zhao Qingzhu was not sad, let alone hateful.
The demon soldiers could have shot him dead with random arrows, but they did not do so. Sending Xu Mengting away in such an upright fighting manner was the best way for Xu Mengting, as a general, to leave.
Fifty thousand soldiers also saw Zhao Qingzhu at this moment. In their sight, Zhao Qingzhu slowly came to Xu Mengting.
The demon soldiers did not attack Zhao Qingzhu, even though their Tiger Guard general died in the hands of this man.
Because, the war in Qingzhu Town is over!
After looking at Xu Mengting for a moment, Zhao Qingzhu suddenly bowed down and whispered: "General, go well!" In the small world, Zhao Qingzhu was lying dying on the grass in front of the unable wooden house. Tianming and unable looked at the dying man with nervous expressions.
Zhao Qingzhu was at his wits' end. Both of them had spent almost half of their internal energy in Zhao Qingzhu's body, but Zhao Qingzhu was still not getting better, and the breath of life was passing away at an alarming speed.
Neither of them dared to transfer all their internal energy to Zhao Qingzhu, because Zhao Qingzhu was extremely weak at the moment. If all their internal energy were transferred to Zhao Qingzhu, it would probably cause Zhao Qingzhu to explode and die.
If Zhao Qingzhu dies, they who are trapped in the small world of Zhao Qingzhu’s divine sea will naturally not be able to survive either.
Tianming was no longer crazy and looked at Zhao Qingzhu with a solemn expression, but helplessly walked back and forth beside Zhao Qingzhu.
"I really thought he had super strength, but it turns out he was just trying to catch up."
Unable to walk to the wooden chair and sit down, he turned sideways and looked at Tianming, and then said lightly: "Don't he know the consequences of doing this?"
Tianming didn't speak, his eyes never left Zhao Qingzhu.
After a while, Tianming suddenly took a long breath and whispered: "He is dead!"
Unable to blink, he smiled bitterly and said, "So fast?"
"Welcome the destruction of the small world!"
Tianming never looked at him from beginning to end. He sat cross-legged next to Zhao Qingzhu with the giant scissors in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.
Unable to move, he lay down on the wooden chair, staring at the red sun hanging high in the sky without blinking.
The red sun is not gone, the purple moon is still there, how could Zhao Qingzhu die!
Sure enough, just as Tianming sat down cross-legged, Zhao Qingzhu's body suddenly floated strangely in the air, and then disappeared into the small world in a flash.
Watching Zhao Qingzhu's figure disappear, he couldn't help but smile bloodthirstyly.
at the same time…
After leaving the small world, Zhao Qingzhu fell from mid-air and hit the ground hard. With a slight impact, the impact of the landing made Zhao Qingzhu spurt out a mouthful of blood. Then, he bowed and stood upright.
stand up.
Just when he stood up straight, he opened his mouth and another stream of blood gushed out.
However, this time he did not let the blood spurt out, but suppressed it back, and at the same time calmed down the roiling blood in his body. The blood gradually subsided, and Zhao Qingzhu finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
He clearly felt the approach of death at the moment before, but at the moment when the breath of life was about to pass away, the disappeared power of Ziyue suddenly burst out like a spring, covering him in an instant, and even recovering his internal injuries at an alarming speed.
.
Forcibly using the power of the red sun to connect the small world of the Divine Sea with the real world was far beyond his ability to control the small world. The forced connection gave him the same rebound power, and millions of lions were killed with one sword.
Even so, he was still bearing the power of that knife.
If he only had the red sun, he would die suddenly on the spot.
Fortunately, the power of Ziyue is also in his body.
The red sun symbolizes destruction and destruction, while the purple moon symbolizes protection and rebirth!
In a sense, looking at the world, even the second-generation Seven-Star God King in the Tongtian Dao can hardly completely obliterate Zhao Qingzhu. As long as he is alive, he will live forever.
But immortality does not mean that he will not be injured. Zhao Qingzhu is now seriously injured due to the rebound of his own power. Even with Ziyue's power quickly repairing his internal injuries, he still has weak breath and can leave the small world and stand up.
In this land of Qingzhu Town, it all depends on the power of Ziyue.
The battle in Qingzhu Town is still going on, but there is no earth-shattering charge and roar before. Occasionally, one or two roars are heard, which seems so pale and feeble.
Hearing the occasional roar, Zhao Qingzhu knew that the battle in Qingzhu Town was coming to an end.
After taking a deep breath, he stepped out and walked toward Qingzhu Town with one staggering step.
In Qingzhu Town, Xu Mengting was covered in wounds, and under the protection of more than a dozen Kaiyang soldiers, he was killed all the way in the Tiger Guard camp.
These dozen people are the last fighting force of the Qingzhu Town garrison!
There are at least 50,000 Tiger Guards left.
Although there were only a dozen people left on the Kaiyang side at the moment, the Tiger Guards were not sure of victory and gave up their violent attack on them. Fifty thousand people surrounded Xu Mengting and others in the middle, and the encirclement was followed by more than ten people.
It keeps changing, but no matter how it changes, it is impossible for Xu Mengting and others to get out.
After two attacks, Xu Mengting was the only one left standing.
This was a war that was already destined to end. However, the demon soldiers never expected the changes. Not only did they lose the general Huwei, but at this moment only 50,000 of their 500,000 brothers were left.
Everyone, this kind of heavy price is unprecedented in the history of the demon clan in the past ten thousand years.
They did not win. The winning side was the Kaiyang soldiers stationed in Qingzhu Town, even though only one of them was left struggling desperately.
"kill!"
Seeing all the brothers around him fall down, Xu Mengting, who had already been numb, rushed forward with his sword in both hands.
Surprisingly, in the face of Xu Mengting's attack, the Tiger Guards surrounding him no longer faced him bravely, but retreated tacitly.
Seeing the demon soldiers in front retreat, Xu Mengting immediately changed direction and charged out to the left.
The result was the same, not only on the left side, but also all the demon soldiers surrounding him retreated like a tide as soon as he turned around.
In the blink of an eye, on the empty land, only Xu Mengting stood proudly within a radius of ten feet.
After looking around, Xu Mengting no longer rushed to kill like a clown, but used his sword to support the Tiger Guard deputy general who was facing him with his head raised.
As he watched, he suddenly raised his head and laughed.
Smiling, tears gradually filled his eyes, and then two lines of hot tears fell silently.
Even so, Xu Mengting still laughed more and more crazily, with endless tragedy in his desolate laughter.
The 50,000 demon soldiers remained quiet, and all eyes were focused on the crazy Xu Mengting at this moment.
They didn't think Xu Mengting was funny at all. On the contrary, the man who was showing all his madness gained their respect.
It is not an easy task to gain the respect of soldiers in the demon clan, especially in the demon clan military camp.
When the Tiger Guard took over the Tiger Guard Army, it took them three years to gain the respect of the Demon Tribe's vanguard sword-soldiers, the Guard Corps. However, the crazy man in front of him gained their respect in just one day.
Even if more than 400,000 of their brothers were buried here.
Therefore, when Xu Mengting laughed maniacally, the demon soldiers tacitly chose to remain silent.
"bring it on!"
After a burst of crazy laughter, Xu Mengting suddenly raised the sword in his hand and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Do you want to capture me alive? Haha, don't be ridiculous, I am the general of an army of 300,000 people."
Upon hearing this, the deputy general of the Tiger Guard turned his head and glanced at the soldiers standing beside him.
The soldier understood, took a step forward, and slowly raised the spear in his hand. As the soldier raised his spear, the fifty thousand demon soldiers also raised their weapons above their heads.
"kill!"
The soldier holding the spear high looked around, then roared and swung the spear down, pointing directly at Xu Mengting.
"kill!"
Fifty thousand demon soldiers were dispatched at the same time, rushing towards Xu Mengting from all directions.
"Haha, so heroic!"
Xu Mengting laughed twice, held the sword in both hands, and rushed forward to face the demon army.
Puff puff puff…
In a confrontation, three demon soldiers were killed by swords, and the battle that had just started came to an abrupt end as the three demon soldiers fell.
Because, while Xu Mengting killed three demon soldiers, more than ten spears also pierced his body...
"Back off!"
After the spear penetrated Xu Mengting's body, the deputy general shouted loudly, and the demon soldiers who rushed up quickly retreated.
The soldiers retreated, and the deputy general slowly came to Xu Mengting.
Xu Mengting, whose body was pierced by more than a dozen spears, showed no pain on his face. Although blood was constantly pouring out of his mouth, his eyes were still feverish.
Looking at the deputy general walking over, he grinned, showing his teeth stained red with blood, as if he was a ghost walking out of hell.
After staring at Xu Mengting for a moment, the deputy general lowered his head slowly and whispered: "You win!"
"No,"
Xu Mengting, whose body was pierced by more than a dozen spears and held on the ground, endured the severe pain and the breath of life that might disappear in the next moment, and said word by word: "The human race won..."
As soon as the words fell, his head hung down weakly, and the breath of life disappeared in an instant.
The battle that lasted for a whole day was finally over.
All the 300,000 troops sent by Kaiyang Kingdom and the strong men of Qingzhu Town who stayed behind voluntarily died in the battle.
The Demon Tiger Guards were almost completely wiped out, and no one of the remaining 50,000 soldiers cheered because Xu Mengting fell. Their lieutenant general was right, they were not the ones who won this war, but all of them died.
Human soldiers here.
Both the demon soldiers and the human soldiers knew very well that the battle in Qingzhu Town seemed to be an offensive and defensive battle, but in fact it was a bottom-out confrontation between the humans on the mainland and the demons in the wilderness.
Obviously, the real result is that both sides suffer losses!
All the fifty thousand demon soldiers turned their attention to the deputy general. General Tiger Guard died in the battle, and the deputy general became their backbone.
Xu Mengting still stood proudly. It was not that he did not fall down, but that his body was held up by more than ten spears and could not fall down.
Of course, this is also the highest honor given to him by the demon soldiers!
Because of respect, they allowed him to die in a dignified battle, but because of hatred, they pierced his body with more than ten spears...
This is the demon clan. Respect does not mean no hatred, and hatred does not mean no respect.
Zhao Qingzhu, who dragged his seriously injured body into Qingzhu Town, saw the figure of Xu Mengting held up by a spear from a distance. Although he could not feel the slightest breath of life from Xu Mengting, Zhao Qingzhu was not sad, let alone hateful.
The demon soldiers could have shot him dead with random arrows, but they did not do so. Sending Xu Mengting away in such an upright fighting manner was the best way for Xu Mengting, as a general, to leave.
Fifty thousand soldiers also saw Zhao Qingzhu at this moment. In their sight, Zhao Qingzhu slowly came to Xu Mengting.
The demon soldiers did not attack Zhao Qingzhu, even though their Tiger Guard general died in the hands of this man.
Because, the war in Qingzhu Town is over!
After watching Xu Mengting for a moment, Zhao Qingzhu suddenly bowed down and said softly: "General, let's go!"