The pig-headed half-orc endured for three days in the realm of life and death, but finally failed to escape the law of life and death, and closed his eyes unwillingly.
Xu Chunniang took out his bones from the legal domain, expelled the laws of life and death from them, put them away, and left the increasingly dilapidated and trapped legal domain.
As soon as she returned to the outside world, the thick smell of blood rushed into the tip of her nose.
Xu Chunniang looked around and saw corpses strewn all over the ground, broken arms and limbs everywhere, and the two great combined powers Yan Ruyu and Beast Duo were nowhere to be found.
The battle is still going on, but it is coming to an end. Both sides have suffered casualties, but overall, the human race's situation is more critical.
A dog-headed half-orc with wounds all over his body stood up unsteadily, raised his long knife, and slashed at Xu Chunniang.
She shook her head slightly and easily avoided the blow. She pulled out the sword embryo and launched a sword move towards the dog-headed orc.
The sword suddenly appeared and passed across the neck of the dog-headed orc, easily cutting off his dog head.
The headless body of the dog-headed orc fell to the ground with a crash, and his head flew more than ten feet. When he landed, he actually showed a look of relief.
Xu Chunniang suddenly realized something after taking pictures of dog heads and headless corpses.
These dead orcs are just pawns of fate.
As time went by, there were fewer and fewer human monks who were still capable of fighting, and the orcs relied on their physical strength to firmly gain the upper hand.
At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and several huge runes appeared.
These runes continue to extend and converge into complex patterns.
In the middle of the pattern, the shape of leaves appears.
Some people looked up at the sky, recognized the patterns in the sky, and couldn't help but cheer.
"This is... the space pattern created by Venerable Qingye. It must be the disciple of Venerable Qingye who has come to help!"
Knowing that the disciples of the Venerable were coming, the morale of the human race increased greatly, while the orcs were frightened and looked around frequently, looking for the figure of the seventh elder.
After the pattern was formed, a corner of the sky split open for no reason, and a silver-haired young man walked out of it.
The silver-haired young man was wearing a black Taoist robe. He was handsome and had a certain unique Taoist charm flowing around him, making him unforgettable.
As soon as the young man showed up, someone immediately recognized his origin.
"It's Lord Qingye's second disciple, Lord Yinxuan! He came here specially to save us. Great, we are finally saved!"
"Several venerables are unable to take action personally due to the agreement, but how can they just watch their fellow clan members suffer?"
"As long as a few venerables are safe, our human race will have hope, and the orcs' conspiracy will never succeed."
The silver-haired young man's eyes swept across the battlefield, his right hands pointed like swords, pointing towards the sky.
The stars outside the sky suddenly sensed, and twenty or thirty huge star shadows appeared in the sky.
The silver-haired young man waved his right hand, and twenty or thirty phantoms of stars moved together, and they all started to hit the orcs still alive on the battlefield.
A half-orc who was in the late stage of Void Refining changed his color in shock and shouted quickly, "It's the power of the fallen stars, run away!"
The orcs fled with a bang, but the power of the stars was so powerful that it had already locked onto their whereabouts. No matter how far they fled, they could not avoid this blow.
The orcs hit by the phantoms of the stars, regardless of their level of cultivation, will be fatal with one blow, even the orcs in the Void Refining Stage.
Star projections continued to fall, like falling stars, taking away the lives of orcs one after another.
In the blink of an eye, the orcs on the battlefield were cleared away.
A burst of cheers broke out among the human race, "We won, we survived!"
Many monks even knelt down and knelt down before the silver-haired young man.
"Thank you Lord Yinxuan for saving your life, and thank you Lord Qingye for your kindness and generosity!"
The silver-haired young man never looked back. He drew a space pattern in mid-air, stepped into it, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After he left, the Dharma patterns in the sky gradually faded away, leaving no trace at all.
The human monks who witnessed all this could not calm down their excitement for a long time.
"Master Yinxuan is indeed a disciple of His Holiness. He has killed so many orcs with just a few moves. He is really powerful!"
"Master Yinxuan's understanding of the laws of stars has already reached an extremely profound level. I have no regrets in being able to witness your master's technique of falling stars in this life."
Listening to these flattering words, Wang Tianhuan snorted disdainfully.
"With the cultivation level in the late integration stage, how can you really crush some monks in the Void Refining stage? These people are so ignorant in their cultivation. No wonder the power of faith was taken away so easily."
Xu Chunniang came back to her senses and shook her head slightly. She was also very moved by the power possessed by the silver-haired young man.
If those phantoms of stars just hit her, they might not be able to block them even if they use the twin realms.
"How many Wangtianjian are there in the world?"
Wang Tianhuan said proudly, "I am the only one in the world. I am unique. It will take a thousand years after my death for a second Huan to be born."
"How many people in the world practice cultivation?"
"That's a lot. Who doesn't know that although your human race is naturally weak, your reproduction rate is top-notch. In the spiritual world alone, there are tens of billions."
Wang Tianhuan was amazed that the human race could accommodate so many people in such a small territory, which was also a strange thing.
"That's it. You were born strong. It can be said that you have been blessed by heaven and earth, and you have the beauty of Yin and Yang. However, the human race is weak and has the heart to be strong, so it is not surprising."
Wang Tianhuan said thoughtfully, "What you said makes sense. In fact, you can't blame them for being ignorant."
Staring at the direction in which the silver-haired young man left, Xu Chunniang took a long time to look away.
"You ask, does he know that those venerables did all this to collect incense and faith?"
"Maybe I know, maybe I don't know, after all, my practice does not rely on the power of incense. Hey, your two companions came over, and they are not dead yet."
Xu Chunniang looked up and saw that the people coming were none other than Tang Yue and Guo Xuelian. They were covered in stains and looked extremely embarrassed.
A hint of joy appeared on Tang Yue's pale face, "Fellow Daoist Xu, you are still alive, ahem...it's great!"
A strange look flashed in Guo Xuelian's eyes. Not only did she leave the realm of the pig-headed orcs alive, but she didn't seem to be hurt at all. She was indeed quite capable.
Since Xu Chunniang is not dead, the two little black spots that disappeared on the military order should be someone else.
Yinxuan, who was in the late stage of integration, took action. Although the human race held on to their stronghold, the casualties were extremely heavy.
Almost one-third of Xiu's people died in this battle.
Comrades who fought side by side yesterday may be dead today.
While collecting the bones, Xu Chunniang saw the one-armed male cultivator who had been dead for a long time, and the unsmiling female cultivator who followed the white jade scholar.
"The battlefield is always like this. People die every day."
Lan He burned the bodies of the two people and said slowly, "This is how the world of cultivation is, you have to fight to the death.
If Master Yinxuan hadn't arrived in time, maybe even you and me would have turned into a pile of withered bones."