After entering this world, Ming Wei and others are the absolute main force.
She has never set her sights on Luo Zheng. After all, the gap in cultivation is too big and it is impossible to make up for it. Therefore, Luo Zheng, other elders, and the desolate gods are all protected objects.
Even at the beginning, Mingwei planned to only let many exiles, Fuchu and Xiaoyun enter this world. After all, everyone else was a burden in the eyes of the exiles!
But after all beings are equal, Luo Zheng's strength is not weaker than those of the exiles, or even weaker than Ming Wei, Jin Lao and others.
Now that they were in urgent need of someone to clear the way, Ming Wei naturally called Luo Zheng.
"good!"
Luo Zheng did not hesitate at all, and in a flash, he moved from the rear.
Facing the endless stream of Yin people, trapped here will sooner or later die of exhaustion. Now we can only gather our strength to fight out!
Then Mingwei assigned two more exiles from the big clans to break up the rear, and the group began to move forward!
"Tianmang Spear!"
Fu Er was now at the forefront, his silver-gray spear like a shuttle, stabbing out more than ten shots in an instant.
"Woooooooo..."
More than a dozen Yin people screamed and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, two exiles from the Nuwa tribe rushed forward. Each of them held more than ten daggers, and the other held a strange-shaped guillotine. After a round of attacks, the two of them killed them again.
Dozens of Yin people.
Then came Mr. Jin, Chi Yi and others...
These exiles took turns to fight, carving a bloody path ahead.
The people behind are stepping on the corpses of these sinister people!
Luo Zheng did not hesitate at all.
Although he cannot use the fused energy of the inner world, his swordsmanship has been refined to the extreme in the world.
With his figure now fluttering, the long sword in his hand used the simplest path to attack the backs of those Yin people's necks.
After fighting for a while, he and Ming Wei rushed to the front.
"Woooooooooo..."
Ming Wei, who was rushing at the front, faced the Yin people who were all gathered around her. Her eyes flashed, she tapped her toes, and gave a sweet scolding sound.
"Whoa!"
The ring blade suddenly pulled, and the necks of the sinister people in front of her were cut off by her.
But this time she ignored the Yin man next to her. The Yin man quietly approached, opened his big mouth, and bit Ming Wei's white neck!
Under the influence of the equality of all living beings, even if Mingwei is bitten, her flesh and blood will be mutilated!
Her expression changed, and she knew she couldn't avoid it, so she could only bear the bite.
"Bang!"
But when the Yin Man's mouth was still two inches away from her neck, the blade of the flying knife, as thin as a cicada's wing, sank into the Yin Man's forehead again...
Seeing the person slowly falling, Ming Wei showed a faint smile. She never thought that she would be rescued by a junior in the true god realm.
Then she gently pulled out the flying knife with the ring blade in her hand and threw it back to Luo Zheng.
The two of them remained silent and continued to fight their way forward!
Although the number of Yin people has not decreased, these Yin people just rush forward without any wisdom because they have no wisdom.
The exiles and the Aragami, after experiencing the initial panic, have quickly stabilized!
The methods of fighting these Yin people are becoming more and more familiar. At first, they were damaged, and six people died. Later, although some people were injured, no one died anymore.
In this way, they fought and walked for dozens of miles.
The number of Yin people slowly decreased, from surging out at the beginning to scattered in the back, and finally disappeared.
And at this time, everyone is no longer moving forward...
It's not that they are unwilling to seize this opportunity and hurry up, it's just that the equality of all beings weakens them in all aspects, and even their physical strength is greatly weakened. They fought all the way, and it can be said that most of them have exhausted their physical strength to the limit.
When many people saw that the Yin Man was gone, the tense strings in their hearts suddenly relaxed, and they quickly collapsed to the ground, not even wanting to move their fingers.
Even those exiles who were good at using skills to preserve their physical strength were still gasping for air.
Even Jin Lao, Ming Wei and others are no exception.
Ming Wei's whole body was spattered with Yin people's blood. She looked like a bloody person. She lifted up a corner of her long skirt, twisted it hard, and with a "splash", blood poured out of her skirt...
While twisting away the blood, Ming Wei's eyes quietly fell on Luo Zheng opposite, with a look of surprise on her face.
After all living beings are equal, everyone's physical strength should be the same. Many exiles are exhausted, but Luo Zheng is the only one who still looks calm and relaxed.
"Aren't you... tired?" Ming Wei asked curiously.
"Fortunately," Luo Zheng smiled slightly.
The number of Yin people he killed was no less than that of Ming Wei, and he was probably the most among them.
But the swordsmanship used by Luo Zheng is very special. The swordsmanship he once practiced is the most concise, using the simplest movements to achieve the best results. Every time he uses the sword, he consumes very little physical energy. His current complexion is naturally better than others!
"It's better to take a rest," Ming Wei said lightly, "I'm sure I can't go on my way now."
These powerful exiles must now rest like ordinary mortals, otherwise they will not be able to recover from the energy they have consumed...
In the eyes of many people, this is a very ridiculous thing. After all, the physical strength consumed is probably less than one billionth of their former physical strength. However, these beings are equal and domineering and unreasonable. They must understand that they are indeed stronger than ordinary people now.
Not much.
"Well, I'll stand guard," Luo Zheng nodded.
Ming Wei nodded slightly, and found a corner, leaning against the pillar under the high platform and sitting with her legs crossed, and closed her eyes helplessly. She didn't even remember the last time she really closed her eyes to sleep, which was thousands of years ago.
.
Maybe she was too sleepy, but after just two or three breaths, she fell into a deep sleep.
As for the other exiles, the Aragami, they were already snoring.
Luo Zheng stuck the long sword on the ground, glanced around these people, and showed a smile on his face. It is indeed a strange thing to exhaust the energy of these exiles...
Now that everyone has fallen asleep, Luo Zheng sat cross-legged and quietly began to use his bloodline magical power.
During the chaotic fighting just now, 9527 had urged himself many times to activate his bloodline magical power and use his falling star hand to defend against the enemy...
The equality of all living beings is also the magical power of truth.
All means under the magical power of truth are irresistible.
Therefore, whether it is the soul, the body, the true essence of the world inside the body, the power of the Aragami has been "equal", equal to the stage of mortals.
Even eyesight and physical strength are still treated equally.
But 9527 told Luo Zheng that only the magical power of truth will not be equal.