The six of them adjusted their breathing and immediately led the coalition forces away from the black mist.
Probably when they led the coalition forces to retreat to a location eighty miles away from the black mist, Feng Zelu waved his hand to the coalition forces to stop. He said: "It's almost here. Don't retreat too far from the black mist. We have been hovering on the edge and will be different."
The main force of the world army is always attracted here to reduce the pressure on Shu Han's operations."
Fang Yuan stared at the surging black fog eighty miles away and sighed: "This is the only thing we can do now. If things go well for little friend Shu Han, with his escape skills, he should be able to escape in less than two months."
Arriving at the Lost Abyss, I hope he can successfully seal the Lost Abyss and prevent the spread of the black mist. That way we don’t have to fight so many White Walkers."
Zhang Xuan sighed and said: "It would be great if it could really be like this. I have been in the dark fog, and it is impossible to have smooth sailing in that situation. In the dark fog, anything can happen."
Suddenly, the pupils of all the Nascent Soul Stage monks shrank in shock.
I saw streaks of purple light rushing out of the black fog eighty miles away.
A total of twelve purple lights were lined up in front of the black mist. Those purple-haired ghosts stood in front of the black mist, looking indifferently at the coalition forces.
Protector Gouchen's eyelids twitched rapidly: "Why did the black fog appear? What do they want to do?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone saw the dark army of aliens coming out of the black mist, like a tide coming from the black sea, rushing towards this side!
Everyone was so frightened that their spines trembled.
"What's going on! What's going on!"
Protector Gouchen grabbed Feng Zelu and yelled hysterically.
"Didn't you tell me that the White Walkers won't come out of the Black Mist? Why are they running out of the Black Mist now!"
Feng Zelu looked at the alien ghosts coming from the distance, his eyes were filled with unbelievable shock, and his expression gradually became more normal.
Tang Yichen waved away Protector Gouchen's hand and said angrily: "How can you put the blame on Senior Feng! This is just an inference! Everyone has seen clearly before that the White Walkers never came out of the black mist! Now this is true
What’s the use!”
Suddenly, everyone heard someone's slightly crazy tone. They turned around and saw that it was Feng Zelu who was looking at the White Walkers walking out of the black mist and muttering to himself.
"They're going to kill us all!"
"Kill everyone who knows the truth about Yingtian Realm!"
"We shouldn't have come! If we hadn't come, nothing would have happened to you, and there wouldn't have been an alien army!"
Protector Gouchen said angrily: "What on earth are you talking about!"
Feng Zelu stared at Protector Gou Chen with horrified eyes. It was the first time that Protector Gou Chen was seeing someone who was not surprised. Feng Zelu had this look on his face.
Feng Zelu grabbed him and said: "Don't you understand? This is a game! They are playing tricks on us! This time, the entire main force of our Renaissance Army is coming to the trial road! The main force of the Renaissance Army is too huge. Above,
It is impossible to completely wipe out the Holy Land. So after we came down, they closed the trial road, summoned the alien army, and cut off our escape route, just to use the alien army to kill all the main forces of our Renaissance Army.
The road of trial!”
"What on earth are you talking about?"
Fang Yuan understood. He looked at Feng Zelu and said: "I understand. Yingtian Realm belongs to them. There is no need for them to send out armies from other worlds and engage in so-called invasions. But the existence of the Renaissance Army seriously affects their
The rule has caused the number of Nine Saints to ascend every hundred years to decrease. They must completely clean up all the revival armies in order to maintain the rule of Yingtian Realm!"
"The main force of the Renaissance Army is eight thousand mid- to late-stage Golden Core cultivators. They cannot completely eliminate them independently in the nine holy lands above, and they cannot blatantly borrow the power of armies from other worlds. Only on the Trial Road, they
Only then can we close it, clean it, and then open it again!"
Feng Zelu said: "Yes, you are the bait, the bait to lure us to the trial road. Originally, we followed the commander's order and went to the trial road in order to annihilate you, thus greatly weakening the strength of the Nine Holy Lands.
"
"Now that I think about it, this is just a conspiracy of the Nine Holy Lands. We will all die here. It is doomed the moment we go down the trial road! The White Walkers cannot come out of the black mist. It is just our wishful thinking. Even if Shu Han can seal
There is no such thing as living in the abyss of lost happiness. We carry all the truth with us and are annihilated on the road of trials."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Protector Gouchen said: "Didn't your Renaissance Army occupy many Holy Land cities? Everyone in those cities will still preserve the truth for Yingtian Realm!"
Zhang Xuan said gloomily: "You have forgotten, little friend Shu Han once said that there are a large number of strange ghosts sleeping under every city. Almost all the Golden Core Nascent Soul monks of the Renaissance Army came to the Trial Road, and in the occupied cities
, there are not many Golden Core monks left, they are all monks who build foundations and refine Qi. Once those strange ghosts wake up, no one will be able to escape alive."
Feng Zelu said dullly: "All the people who resisted have been gathered together. It's a good idea to gather the unstable people together and clean them up together. Those people in the city died together with the people on our trial road.
Then there will be no Renaissance Army in Yingtian Realm, no one will rebel against the rule of the Nine Holy Lands, and Yingtian Realm will perfectly return to the rule of the Nine Holy Lands. At that time, no one will remember the existence of the Renaissance Army, and no one will remember the presence in the city.
The White Walkers do not remember the group of people who disappeared on the Road of Trials...We will all be slowly forgotten..."
"That's stupid!"
Gou Chen yelled angrily!
"How could such a fucking thing happen! I don't believe it! Where is the mysterious commander of your Renaissance Army? He should be able to stop it!"
"right!"
Feng Zelu seemed to have caught a glimmer of hope: "There is still a great commander! As long as he is still there, even if we all die on the trial road, everything we have done will not be in vain!"
"But……"
Fang Yuan said inappropriately: "If the Holy Land really tried its best to gather your Renaissance Army to eliminate it, your commander-in-chief would not have discovered it. Do you think it would be possible to complete such a large-scale operation without his cooperation?"
"What do you mean?"
Feng Zelu was angry. He grabbed Fang Yuan and said angrily: "The Commander-in-Chief is the person I, Feng Zelu, respect the most in my life! He is dedicated to the Yingtian Clan. If it weren't for him, I would not have joined the Fuxing Army! Feng Zelu will not join the Fuxing Army!"
Without him, the army would not be what it is now!"
Zhang Xuan hurriedly grabbed Feng Zelu and said, "Feng Zelu, calm down! Fang Yuan is right. If your guess above is true, there will be no lack of cooperation from the commander! Moreover, the appearance of the alien army is almost
It’s definitely not a coincidence that it coincides with the time you leave the Trial Road!”
"I don't believe it!"
For the first time, Feng Zelu lost his wisdom in strategizing.
"Retreat the entire army! Retreat to Tianfu City! We can survive this disaster! Let's go!"
But as soon as Feng Zelu finished speaking, purple lights flew from all directions. Purple-haired White Walkers stood in the sky in all directions with Feng Zelu and everyone at the center. Looking around, there were actually twenty-four purple-haired White Walkers silently.
and surrounded them all.
Silence is the greatest contempt.
No matter how the coalition forces jump up and down, in the eyes of these White Walkers, they are just struggling to their death.
At the same time, a large number of alien ghost armies came from all directions.
Now Feng Zelu and the others finally knew where the White Walker army that disappeared in the black mist had gone.
Those alien armies that disappeared turned out to have taken a detour in advance and completely surrounded all the coalition forces from all directions.
When Protector Gouchen saw this posture, he was completely disheartened.
"Damn it! They knew we were coming here!"
"Feng Zelu, you are right, we should not have come in the first place."