A huge and extremely wide-ranging dual field began to emerge.
This also caused the masters of the survivors who were fighting in the area to die.
With the swing of the stick wave, this dual realm is even moving rapidly.
From time to time, there are members of the Remnant Legion who are difficult to dodge and are affected, and even the Grand Masters are no exception.
But after the realm moved, many survivors fell down one after another, leaving only the great masters who appeared behind with shocked faces.
"With such power, who can stop it?"
Being swept by the realm, Wang Dong held up his long sword with a blank look on his face.
He only felt that there was a huge gap between a great master like himself and his opponent, and the combat power of both sides was not at the same level at all.
Even if a great master relies on secret techniques to explode before death, he will only have the power of the opponent's ordinary slashing.
Is it the fusion of the two great masters, or is it a miracle when they collide together?
In any case, this large-scale attack method brought a major turning point in the war situation, which was a surprise.
As soon as the domain was swept across, the members of the Legion of Remnants all fell down, and blank spaces began to appear among the Legion of Remnants that were advancing all over the mountains and plains.
The attacking legions at the front were hard to turn back, but the legions at the rear were clearly timid.
As a remnant army that has won many battles, they have a war fanaticism and it is difficult for them to show such emotions.
But the swarms of death, like the reaper of the Grim Reaper, stopped them and even gave them a fearful mentality.
Even among powerful area magics, only a few have close power.
And magic can resist it, so no one seems to be able to compete with this kind of blow from the opponent.
Sweeping away piece by piece is death piece by piece.
At this time, the legion lacked the command of many legion commanders, with only auxiliary commanders giving orders.
The remnant army is in chaos.
"We have found the treasure that releases the ghost, and we will kill all the people in that area..."
When Yan Xuankong, carrying the Cicada Kong Knife, flew back from a distance with Yan Xingxia and Tuo Guhong, the happy words in his mouth suddenly stopped.
Where he fell, there were neatly scattered corpses.
At first they were lying down, fell down, and then became upright, and some soldiers even maintained the posture of wielding swords and shooting arrows.
Hundreds, thousands, or thousands, or even more.
Completely different from the remnant legions fighting and sprinting in some areas, this is a dead place.
Even this dead land is still spreading rapidly.
Only when one party is destroyed can the other survive.
This is countless killings, and it is also a feat of saving lives.
In the distance, there was a realm of light mixed with gray shimmer and blood-colored shimmer, which greeted the survivors and received the fire from thermal weapons.
Yan Xuankong could naturally see the figures in the field clearly.
There was Gu Yuxi, who was holding on with his sword, and Xu Zhi, who had a solemn look on his face.
The power of the two's cooperation is so great that it is difficult to reproduce, but the two seem to have reached the limit of their support.
"beat!"
Xu Zhi shouted softly, and the long stick that had been stirring for a long time was knocked down with one blow.
The sound of violent air waves suddenly exploded.
The ground rolled like waves.
Countless sword energy also began to burst out.
In front of that, there were fast-moving and charging iron cavalry, and hundreds of giant ballistae that fired continuously.
Yan Xuankong didn't know how much illusion and how much reality there was, but with this attack from the two of them, it would definitely be cleared away.
The overall situation of this battle has been decided.
"They already have the power to control the country!"
Yan Xingxia was overjoyed. He praised him and the burden of the past suddenly relaxed.
No matter Amelia, Uyaturanto, or Wenren Weiyang, these three second-level grand masters can hardly achieve this power even if they fight to the death.
As long as Xu Zhi and Gu Yuxi join forces, these two people are likely to be the most powerful practitioners in the world.
Even Xu Zhi's personal strength was enough to control the country.
Their position is to supervise the country, but there are also levels of strength in the supervising country.
In the past, the only country supported by Dongyue was Situ Xuankong, and the title would not fall on him, Yan Xingxia.
But at this time, it was obvious that there was a new person.
In the face of an invading enemy, you only need to wave your weapons to prevent a possible war.
This is the power of ruling the country.
Even the new people who replace them are stronger.
Xu Zhi wields his stick and Gu Yuxi wields his sword. This is not only blocking possible wars, but also eliminating wars by stopping killings.
Only absolute superiority can behave this way.
"Although we are guarding the Xiliu Kingdom, it's not bad," Yan Xingxia said with a smile.
"I hope we in Dongyue will never have to conquer the country!"
Tuo Guhong was also overjoyed.
There is no problem in guarding the Xiliu Kingdom.
Dongyue needs the fighting power to conquer the country, but it does not need the moment of conquering the country.
"Kill all these grandsons so that they can never go back again!"
In the distance, the great master of Xiliu Kingdom, Abtexi, looked gloomy and was surrounded by many curses. He shouted loudly, and the two swords he held suddenly started to roll like two dragons in the sea.
Except for the angels who are constantly fighting and fighting in the sky, there are no great cultivators of the survivors on the ground at this time, and there are no masters of corresponding levels.
Even when Xu Zhi and Gu Yuxi were entangled and strangled in the field, they specifically attacked many mages wearing cloth armor, which caused a major lack of magic power in the remnant army.
Dozens of angels fell from the sky, and amid the sounds of prayers, the fallen corpses began to resurrect.
But compared to normal people, many of the resurrected people had confused eyes and seemed to have completely forgotten that this was a battlefield.
"These legions of survivors must be wiped out to prevent them from joining the other three legions of survivors."
A glimmer of hope belonging to the Xiliu Kingdom finally flashed. At least the remnant army was stopped in Sass, and was even defeated.
Wang Dong's voice suddenly sounded through the high-power broadcast.
"The legions cooperate with the great cultivators to carry out range attacks and carry out follow-up strikes."
"Attack!"
The moment a turning point occurred on the battlefield, there was also a brief adjustment of the army.
With the sound of an attack, the bugle sounded in the city, and a wave of fanaticism suddenly sounded.
In the battlefield, there are great practitioners who are aware of the changes in the situation.
But further away, there were countless people resisting the ordinary practitioners flying ghosts around.
Some people are fighting hard, some are confused, and some are even desperate.
A military trumpet cheers people up.
Just the moment the sound sounded, no matter what situation the sergeants, ordinary people, or practitioners were in, they all knew that this was the signal for a general attack under the advantage of war.
From prevention to attack.
The situation of the war has changed.
This is the trumpet call for victory.
Without despair, only hope remains.
While some people fought back hard, others fell calmly.
But among the crowds, it became increasingly crowded.
When ordinary practitioners no longer have the "Little Tiao Zhi Secret Technique", they still have fists, feet, weapons, and even any tools that can be borrowed.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"Kill all the survivors!"
"Don't let them get away!"
"Restore me Daxiliu!"
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Turning over in despair is a merciless counterattack and counterattack.
Whether they are survivors or people in the real world, when war breaks out, they will no longer be rational and will be affected by the fanatical war.
In a winning game, only when one side falls will the other side stop.
Any remnant soldier who resists will fall, and any remnant soldier who is timid and raises his hands to surrender will also die under the butcher's knife.
In the city, countless people were rushing like a tide of ants, sweeping away any survivors that could be killed in front of them.
this moment.
There is no longer any human rights and justice to discuss.