Among the troops of the Guman Empire, the old man who even the innately strong men dared not take a breath beside him was quietly staring at the sky.
The old and cloudy eyes are full of thoughts, sometimes exciting, sometimes frowning, and I don't know what I am thinking about.
The huge battlefield had long been forcibly stopped because of Zhao Tianji's breakthrough.
However, the loss of life made both sides look full of hatred. This hatred was already irresolvable. It seemed that as long as their commander gave the order, they would be the first to rush forward regardless of their own safety and kill the soldiers on the opposite side.
Among the soldiers of the Guman Empire, at the very back of the army, there were scattered injured soldiers. These were the injured who needed treatment.
Next to an old and damaged curtain, a very young-looking boy suddenly walked out. If someone observes carefully, they will find that this person has a sharp aura. His eyes have not had time to dissipate.
Purple lightning is swimming in it, appearing and disappearing.
This young Guman soldier followed the busy crowd and walked towards the battlefield in the distance. No one had noticed that it was this young soldier who had just caused an extraordinary act that shook the heavens and the earth.
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After such a disturbance, the war can no longer continue. Both the battle formations and the soldiers of both sides have been forcibly destroyed and weakened.
The marshals of both sides personally ordered the troops to retreat. The huge battlefield was like a huge meat grinder, putting every living human life into the furnace of death for endless harvesting. Those who could escape and survive were all
Very lucky soldier.
When they arrived, there were nearly two million people on both sides, but when they retreated, they were less than one million. This included less than 600,000 soldiers from the Guman Empire and more than 400,000 soldiers from the Wantu Empire.
The casualties on both sides were very heavy. On the huge battlefield, there were corpses of soldiers who died in the battle everywhere. Among them, there were many corpses. Some were even breathing, but they were also seriously injured and hopeless. Their eyes were lifeless.
Looking at the last sky, his eyes are full of memories, waiting for the final disappearance of life, and the rope of death will pull him away.
Suddenly, boundless fireworks rained down from the sky, covering the sky and spreading toward the battlefield below. This was the innate powerhouse hidden among the sergeants. Through his powerful internal strength, he sprinkled the sky with a sea of fire. Nearly a million people were killed.
All the soldiers were burned.
There is an unwritten rule on the battlefield.
After a soldier dies, his body needs to be healed before his soul can return to his hometown.
The flesh and blood of the martyrs must not be allowed to rot in the soil and be devoured by thousands of insects. This is the greatest insult to the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country.
The huge sea of fire continued to burn, burning the clothes of the soldiers, burning the bones and flesh of the soldiers, and the weapons that were left behind. In the flames shed by this innate strong man, they were slowly dissolved and dissipated on the earth.
This is a time of silence, because what disappears here are living family members, living friends, and even lifelong companions. The everlasting vows that were once written have now drifted away.
The sergeants looked at the sky in the distance, feeling very complicated in their hearts.
This is the battlefield. Life is not as good as a straw, and is being slaughtered continuously. The dead are sleeping here, but the living do not know when they will die here, and they are worried about having to continue to fight in the future. But this heavy
Sadness and longing, continue to live.
This is why the living are often more miserable than the dead, and have to suffer the shackles of fate, crawling forward slowly on the road to life over and over again.
On this battlefield, in the clouds and mist that never dispersed, there was a young figure, waving his own flag.
The banner is constantly absorbing a kind of energy from the battlefield below that even the innate experts cannot easily detect. It is gathering within it, but all this seems to be silent, and no one is paying attention at all. No matter it is Zhao
Neither Tianji nor the innate experts below had noticed this place, which seemed very strange.
Perhaps only the old man noticed all this, but never mentioned it.
The fire burned for a day and a night before all the corpses of millions of soldiers were burned on the entire battlefield. It can be imagined that as an innate strong man, his internal strength and ability to communicate with the power of heaven and earth have reached such a shocking level that people yearn for him.
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Some people are sad, some are disappointed, and some are excited.
On the battlefield, everyone took advantage of its pervasive murderous aura, the unstoppable momentum of millions of people, the sincere and unfailing military spirit of the soldiers, and the pressure of death at any time. They, who are both cultivators and soldiers,
This can make it easier to break through bottlenecks and reach a higher level.
Among the living soldiers, at least seven to eight out of a hundred have successfully broken through the level restrictions, and the rest have made great progress. This is why even though the war machine is extremely dangerous, practitioners are willing to participate in it.
Because once you survive from it, both your strength and perseverance will be trained to be extremely powerful. Even after years of fighting, you can have the ability to fight against a group of Confucians!
After a day and night of condensation, Zhao Tianji finally used the remaining power in his body to improve his overall strength to nine and five levels. This speed of improvement was enough to shock the entire battlefield. But for Zhao
For Tianji, the biggest gain is that the strength of his body and consciousness has reached the innate peak, and he can even fight with the strong people in the human sect realm.
In the meridians in the body, thunder is roaring, in the Dantian, and in the meridians. However, Zhao Tianji's blood has not evolved into pure gold. It is not because the power of thunder contained in the body is not enough, but because of the huge gap in his own internal strength.
The restrictions put him at the peak of his innate state, both physically and mentally, and he was unable to break through.
Zhao Tianji was also helpless about this, and it seemed that he had to seize the time to practice.
Just as Zhao Tianji was making plans for his future training schedule, suddenly lightning flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Tianji looked through the layers of curtains into the dark night in the distance.
There, the whole earth was trembling.
Not long after, even the strong men on their own side felt a strong tremor in the ground ahead, and quickly issued an emergency signal, ordering the entire army to quickly gather and prepare for battle.
As soon as the whistle sounded, the entire extremely vast camp was like a mess of ants, roiling hotly. But not long after, the entire camp seemed very orderly, and gradually became quiet, with a chilling atmosphere.