"Yuan Gu, with the fighting power shown by Xingchen in the Blood Prison Pass, we must prepare early!"
If Tartary Buckwheat's confidence was 100% before, now that he has obtained this information about Blood Prison Pass, it is only 90%, and he cannot make any mistakes.
"Pass my order to recall the remaining strong men of Ten Thousand Demons Forest. We will wait for him in Tartary Buckwheat City!"
Yuan Gu is indeed a strong man from the Spirit Clan who does great things. After seeing him lose his composure at the beginning, he took a deep breath and then issued an order, which made Tartary Buckwheat nodded slightly.
"What about other districts?"
Tartary buckwheat still had some obsessions in his heart, but after he asked this question, he saw a sharp look from Yuan Gu, and he immediately knew that he had asked a stupid question.
"If the stars are not dead, the Pulse Demon will not retreat. If the Pulse Demon does not retreat and continues to defend, it will only cause more heavy casualties to our Spirit Race!"
Yuan Gu was a bystander, so he could clearly see the situation in Zhan Lingyuan. Now, with the combination of the human race and the demon race, the spirit race was almost one-sided and completely powerless to resist.
In this case, it is better to gather superior forces and complete the victory in one battle.
As Yuan Gu said, as long as Xingchen dies, the Pulse Demon may not participate in the war again. Wouldn't it be extremely easy to take back the territory belonging to the Spirit Clan?
"Forget it, let other races enjoy their glory for a while longer!"
Even though Tartary Buckwheat had countless reluctances in his heart, he also knew that what Yuan Gu said was the truth. It was just that he had been the leader of the Spirit Race in the past, so he found it difficult to accept it for a while.
Behind Tartary Buckwheat City is the Zhan Ling River. If it is completely shrinking now, it means that the hard work of the Spirit Clan over the years has been in vain. As the supreme leader of the Zhan Ling Yuan Spirit Clan, how can he be willing to do so?
But the matter has come to this, instead of letting the alien spirits in each area have their spiritual crystals taken away by the human race when they are defeated, it is better for them all to retreat to the Tartary Buckwheat City area and fight to the death.
The strong men in Ten Thousand Demonic Forest are Tartary Buckwheat's last hope. If you add the two strong men he secretly attracted, even if humans have the help of the demon clan, the number of top strong men will still be inferior to that of the spirit clan.
This is already the best and last resort, otherwise they will have to give up Tartary Buckwheat City, which is just like giving up Zhanling City on the human side, which is absolutely impossible.
At that moment, Tartary Buckwheat went to arrange new orders, but Yuan Gu, who stayed in the main hall, sat upright and said nothing. It was not until a long time later that he seemed to take a deep breath, with white light flashing in his eyes.
"You said, is there really a time when you need to take action?"
A low voice came from Yuan Gu's mouth, but there was no one in the hall. If Tartary Buckwheat heard this, I wonder how shocked he would be?
"I hope that day won't come!"
When a voice sounded in the hall, Yuan Gu nodded slightly, and then said no more. He didn't know who the owner of that voice was.
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Zhan Lingyuan, District 33!
boom!
Above the sky, a strong wave of energy was coming out, causing cultivators on both sides to look up at the sky, and a trace of fanaticism appeared on the faces of the human side.
"It's City Lord Nie Ying, he seems to have some upper hand!"
All human cultivators know that the person in the sky who stopped the top powerhouse of the foreign spirit was none other than Nie Ying, the lord of Zhanling City. If it hadn't been for that person, they might have followed in the footsteps of other districts.
Including some of the powerful demon clan men who had barely arrived, they were staring at the sky in shock. Looking at the powerful alien spirit man who was pushed back dozens of feet by Nie Ying, the pride in their hearts finally diminished a bit.
point.
On the other hand, the third-grade God Emperor peak powerhouse from the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest had a somewhat unsightly look on his face.
He has never taken any human in Zhanlingyuan seriously, but now it seems that it is still a bit one-sided.
"As expected, he is indeed the Lord of Zhanling City, and his reputation is well-deserved!"
A low voice came from the mouth of the powerful spiritual clan man, but he had a different demeanor.
Relatively speaking, the battle situation in the thirty-third district was not overwhelming because of this person's presence, even if the human race and the demon race joined forces.
But now, when the strongest man of the Spirit Clan is held back by Nie Ying, and is even in a state of being defeated, the morale of the Spirit Clan has undoubtedly dropped to the extreme, and is even on the verge of collapse.
Originally, they thought that even if a powerful Spirit Race person of the same level faced the War Spirit City Lord from the human side, he should not be at a slight disadvantage at least. However, they did not expect that this would be the case.
At this moment, many spiritual cultivators were staring at the seemingly indifferent strong man of Ten Thousand Demons Forest in the sky, hoping to get the word "retreat" from him.
However, in the heart of this powerful man from the Ten Thousand Demons Forest, he was always unwilling to retreat. In addition to his own unwillingness, there was also the order from Tartary Buckwheat City that made him dare not retreat.
Whoosh!
Just when the powerful man from the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest was in a dilemma, a sound of breaking wind suddenly came from behind, making him startled. However, when he turned his head, he felt relieved.
It turned out that it was just a flying letter. When the powerful man from Ten Thousand Demonic Forest read the contents of the letter at a glance, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief deep in his heart.
"Tartary buckwheat city has orders, everyone retreats!"
A loud voice resounded in the core of District 33, making many spiritual cultivators beam with joy. What's the point of fighting this kind of battle, knowing that there is no chance of winning?
On the other hand, the faces of humans and monsters showed strange expressions.
After all, the Spirit Race in District 33 has not collapsed yet. Even if they continue to fight, both of them will probably suffer heavy losses. Unexpectedly, the other side actually retreated.
"Kill!"
With a roar of anger, the cultivators of the human race charged into the group of alien spirits like wolves and tigers. Naturally, the enemy was routed when they retreated. However, this first wave of humans who charged in took some advantage.
With such a result, the remaining human cultivators naturally fought bravely to be the first, fearing that if they arrived late, the spiritual crystal would fall into someone else's pocket.
Relatively speaking, the Spirit Race in District 33 retreated in a much more orderly manner than in other districts, which made the eyes of the strong Demon Race man who had experienced the retreat of the alien spirits flicker slightly.
"Huyue, thank you so much this time!"
Nie Ying restrained his pulse energy, then turned his head and clasped his fists towards a strong pulse demon in the distance, and the name of this demon was not unfamiliar even to him in Zhanling City.
Originally, the great demon Hu Yue followed the former city lord Shi Gang, but later the spirit clan became so vulnerable that Hu Yue volunteered to act alone, but met Nie Ying in the thirty-third area.
In the previous battle, even if Nie Ying took action, the opponent also had powerful supernatural beings of the same level. If the demon clan had not arrived in time, the human side would have been completely defeated.
But as soon as the demon clan took action, the foreign spirits could not stop it quickly. One of the strong men at the peak of the second-grade divine emperor died tragically in Hu Yue's hands and was torn into pieces by him.
Nie Ying took action personally, so he naturally knew the current situation in Zhanlingyuan, otherwise he would not have risked his life, and now Zhanlingyuan's spiritual clan almost collapsed at the first touch.
"I'm just following the Lord's order. Lord Nie Ying, there's no need to be polite!"
Hu Yue was still a little arrogant before, but this time he imitated humans and bowed his hands. After all, he had just seen with his own eyes that the alien spirit at the peak of the third-grade God Emperor was blasted dozens of feet away by Nie Ying.
The status in the Pulse Monster Tribe is more pure than that of humans. It is almost all based on strength. Nie Ying's combat power has obviously conquered a group of powerful Monster Tribes headed by Hu Yue.
Nie Ying nodded lightly. He naturally knew that the city lord Hu Yue spoke of must not be the former city lord Shi Gang, but the new city lord Chi Yan, who seemed to have a deep friendship with Xingchen.
"Xingchen, I wonder where you have reached now?"
Nie Ying's gaze turned to the northern sky, and it seemed that he could see through the thousands of mountains and rivers of Zhanlingyuan, the Blood Prison Mountains topped by blood clouds, or rather the majestic Blood Prison Pass.
As the city lord of Zhanling City and the person in charge of the entire Zhanling original human race, Nie Ying naturally knows more things and also knows where Yun Xiao is, which is probably the Blood Prison Pass.
It's just that as the most important pass between the two sides, even Nie Ying didn't know what kind of powerful people the foreign spirits would send. In any case, Xingchen only had a second-grade God Emperor.
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Zhan Lingyuan, District 50, Blood Prison Pass!
At this moment, more than half a month has passed since the bloody prison battle.
During this period of time, the situation in Zhanlingyuan has undergone great changes, but the two powerful human beings guarding the blood prison have never left the barrier once.
What many cultivators know is that both Zhan Lei and Gu Qing are recovering from their injuries. With their injuries, even if they are recovering for a month, they may not be able to recover completely.
In fact, what these low-level cultivators didn't know was that due to Yun Xiao's methods that day, the injuries of these two men were almost healed, but they were all waiting for that evil young man in black.
"Lao Zhan, have you received news from other districts?"
In the evening of that day, Gu Qing stood on the top of a hall, looking at the red blood clouds in the sky, and asked something out. In fact, how could Zhan Lei not know the current situation in Zhan Lingyuan?
"Haha, an unprecedented advantage. Those abominable alien spirits are not too far away from the War Spirit River!"
Zhan Lei's eyes were also staring at the sky, a little absent-minded, and the smile on his face seemed quite forced. It seemed that his mind was not at all on the great victory of mankind mentioned in his words.
"Oh, now I realize how stupid my original proposal was. If it weren't for the stars, how could the human race have achieved such a great victory?"
Gu Qing felt a little regretful. It was ridiculous that he had proposed to hand over Xingchen in the first place. Once he did that, Xingchen's life would be at risk, and even Zhanling City might not be able to save it.
The situation is now extremely clear. Xingchen single-handedly persuaded the Pulse Demon Clan to join the war. The combination of the two major ethnic groups is about to drive those hateful alien spirits back to the west of the Zhanling River.
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