Jie Se received the secret message from Brother Jie Kong from Cangyun Mountain. After opening it, he shouted: "The goddess of the goddess department has already set off! Let's keep two more sticks of incense!"
Baili Yuan shouted: "Two sticks of incense? Can you hold it? Why do I feel like I can't hold even half a stick of incense?"
No one answered, even the talkative Wang Keke didn't speak at the moment.
No one can answer, because everyone knows that the thirty or so people from Qilin Mountain cannot stop the siege of these heavenly masters.
If thirty-six cultivators from Qilin Mountain arrived before the war started, they would be confident that they would stick to the two sticks of incense.
However, almost all of the twenty-nine people were injured now, and as many as half of them were seriously injured, almost losing their combat effectiveness. If the reinforcements from Qilin Mountain hadn't arrived, they would have been chopped into pieces at this moment.
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Of the thirty-six people who came from Qilin Mountain, only a dozen were above the Lingji realm, and the remaining twenty or so people were almost all in the out-of-body realm.
The most terrible thing was that the golden eagle Buddha slave appeared again, its huge body with wings spread dozens of feet, slowly wandering in the air. It seemed that it was going to join the battle this time.
"attack!"
Achi's order was given decisively.
The six heavenly and human tribes took action at the same time, and the monks from the Fire Division released endless flames, forming six huge flame demonic dragons.
The monks from the Heavenly Cadre Department activated and released the Endless Sword Rain.
The monks from the Wind and Thunder Department were even more ruthless. Almost all of them practiced wind or thunder laws. Lightning flashed and thunder, and twisting electric snakes came towards everyone.
The Dikun Tribe and the Xuanhuang Tribe were in charge of defense, holding up a defensive circle and constantly squeezing forward, compressing the living space of the sixty-five cultivators in the human world.
The defensive circle put up by everyone's combined efforts collapsed in the first wave of fire dragon and lightning attacks.
They were a patchwork team, and their cultivation spells were all kinds of. They had not even practiced magic circles systematically, and their level of tacit understanding was very low.
In the beginning of the battle, a few cultivators who majored in Buddhist teachings held up a defensive barrier.
Now, Jingse and several other Buddhist disciples had already been seriously injured, and the barrier that was barely held up could not stop the powerful joint attack of the six tribes of gods and humans.
After the defensive barrier was destroyed by fire dragons and lightning, dense air swords and magic weapons rained down from all directions in the west.
Everyone could only rely on the magic weapons in their hands and cooperate with each other to smash or resist the rain of swords. There was no counterattack at all.
After about a dozen breaths, the second wave of attacks from the Wind and Thunder Department and the Xuanhuo Department had formed.
After the human world lost its defensive barrier, dozens of lightning bolts and six flame demonic dragons rushed into the battle formation of the cultivators in the human world without any hindrance.
These sixty-five people are currently trying their best to resist the incoming air swords and magic weapons. Where is there any extra strength to resist those lightning and fire dragons?
Screams continued, some people were struck by lightning and their bodies were covered in smoke, while others were swept away by the flame demon dragon and turned into a burning man.
The entire human formation was instantly in chaos.
Previously, Jingse said that as long as he persisted for two more sticks of incense, the goddess from the goddess department would arrive.
As a result, the enemy only launched two waves of strong attacks, and the formation in the world was in chaos.
A Xiang, Wang Keke, Fei Bo and many other masters wanted to counterattack, but the opponents now reorganized according to the combat methods of the Six Tribes of Heaven and Humanity. Their attacks were all blocked and neutralized by the Dikun Tribe and Xuanhuang Tribe who were good at defense.
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The casualties began to increase rapidly, especially those twenty or so young people with lower cultivation levels who came from Qilin Mountain. At least seven people were killed in the two rounds of attacks.
Monk Liujie held Zhou Wu tightly and refused to let go.
Zhou Wu, a god who steps on shit, seemed to have bad luck this time. There were bloody wounds on his calves, lower abdomen, and back, and the blood was almost drained.
Just now he saw a bolt of lightning as thick as his arm coming. He flew forward and used his chest to help Liu Jie block the lightning.
He has almost lost consciousness now, and his body was caught by Liu Jie while falling.
Liujie burst into tears as he watched the blood pouring out of Zhou Wu's seven orifices in his arms.
Zhou Wu wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, blood kept pouring out of his mouth.
So, using his remaining strength, he reached out and grabbed a cloth bag at his waist and stuffed it into Liujie.
Liujie knew that Zhou Wu was telling him to take these snow scabies back to Cangyun Mountain and hand them over to Ye Xiaochuan.
This is their promise to Ye Xiaochuan.
Even if you die, you must fulfill your promise to your friends!
Liujie wiped away his tears and said, "If we want to go back, let's go back together. As long as the Sa family is here, they will not abandon a friend!"
After speaking, he carried Zhou Wu on his back, fearing that Zhou Wu would fall, so he used his belt to tightly trap himself and Zhou Wu.
Qin Fanzhen also lost consciousness and was carried by Baili Yuan.
There is also Ye Rou, who is protected by Lan Qiyun.
Axiang, Wang Keke and other masters are unable to reverse the situation of the battle at this moment, even if they have three heads and six arms.
Seeing one young life after another fall in front of them, every cultivator in the world let out the most tragic roar in their life.
Maybe it's just like the song Wang Keke sang.
Yin and Yang, the universe, good and evil, wind and rain.
Look at the history of the ages. Who is writing heroic deeds?
Wandering in the rivers and lakes, life and death come and go.
Deeply tender and never give up.
Youdao is full of passion and rewards bosom friends.
Thousands of cups of wine are offered to heaven.
Right and wrong in the world, good and evil, will eventually be rewarded.
The ups and downs, the joys and sorrows, are endless.
Only the loyal liver and righteous courage remain, which can move the heaven and the earth.
When they were dying, they did not regret coming to the Snowy Mountains this time.
Seeing that the cultivators in the world had suffered heavy losses, like a lost dog, Miss Achi finally showed a smile.
The overall situation has been decided, and the morale of the heavenly monks is now greatly boosted, and they want to work together to eliminate this group of hateful human ants.
Hundreds of thousands of air swords, nearly a hundred thunders and lightnings, dozens of fire crows and dragons, and countless magic weapons...
This is the most powerful offensive launched by the heavenly monks. Considering the current situation of the dozens of human cultivators left, facing this wave of attacks, it is estimated that only those few masters in the heavenly realm can survive, and the others
Everyone will surely die!
Time slowed down at this moment. Everyone clenched the magic weapon in their hands and stared at the enemy's last wave of attacks.
The thirty-six reinforcements from Qilin Mountain only delayed the lives of these people for a stick of incense. Now they will still die.
But they didn't give up yet. Everyone was prepared to die in battle and mobilized all their spiritual power to activate their magic weapons in order to block this blow.
If you can't stop it, then use your own body to rush into the enemy's formation, explode your Dantian and soul, and die together with the enemy.
Getting closer and closer, especially the nearly a hundred twisted electric snakes in front, which were already less than ten feet away from everyone, like dozens of white dragons advancing together.
"Wind! Wind! Wind! Strong wind!" This is what everyone shouted together at the last moment of their lives.
