Chapter 950 This time I really can't stand it anymore
In Central Continent, on the southeastern battlefield, at the Qingyang Sect's defense line, Li Chaowen and others have entered the void to fight, while Li Muxue is personally leading the team to fight. The defensive formation above them has broken down, and the demon clan has entered the defense line.
The army of monks behind the defense line could no longer form a complete battle formation, and they were all fighting desperately. Hundreds of New Army soldiers holding spears upright, holding five-meter-long spears, kept thrusting and advancing. Behind them,
There were hundreds of archers, constantly bending their bows and shooting arrows, trying to force the monster out.
"Click"
The spear broke, and a monk's hands were dripping with blood. He was squeezed out of the team. A person next to him quickly stepped in. The monk took out a magic sword from his storage bag and threw himself at the monster beside him.
"Flying monsters are attacking, defend yourself"
"Lance Array"
"Archer vs. Air"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"
After a while, a large group of flying monsters attacked. The spearmen quickly formed a circle, pointed their spears upward, and the archers fired arrows into the air, shooting down the flying monsters one by one.
However, a flying monster still broke through the interception, spraying a fire dragon in the air, and the spearmen below screamed. A fifth-level pterosaur rushed in from the gap, spitting fire everywhere, sweeping its large wings, and destroyed the entire team.
Lose.
"kill"
Suddenly, a monk appeared and moved behind the pterosaur. The spear in his hand directly penetrated the pterosaur's back, passed through the body, and nailed it to the ground. Several monks around him took the opportunity to counterattack and killed the pterosaur.
strangled.
"Pike team, assemble, follow me"
The brave monk picked up a spear next to him and shouted angrily. The remaining spearmen gathered around him again and kept pushing forward.
In the air, Li Muxue was wearing the eighth-level battle armor left behind by the Li family. She restrained five seventh-level demon kings by herself. The battle was so crazy that she used Kurong Jue's magical power at the bottom of the box again and again.
"The descendants of Qing Emperor, for the glory of the family, kill them."
"The Qing Emperor will last forever, and the Li family will last forever"
A Qingyang Sect monk led hundreds of disciples to appear. They had very obvious characteristics, that is, they were missing arms and legs. They were originally monks who were disabled due to the war. They were originally going to withdraw from the war, but at this time they initiated
A desperate charge.
Their bodies were crippled, their profound energy was not flowing smoothly, and their combat effectiveness was reduced by more than 50%. Therefore, at this time, their bodies became their greatest weapons. They rushed in front of the monsters and exploded brazenly.
"Boom, boom, boom"
One by one, the powerful monsters were overturned by their self-explosion, and those who survived would be quickly touched up by the intact monks. The mysterious light in the sky poured down one after another, like a heavy rain, and the defense line was thousands of miles long.
That's all true.
"Sir, the number of times the Xuanjing Cannon has been fired today has reached its limit. If we fire it any more, we will be blown up to death."
"Sir, there are not many Xuanjing left, there is not enough."
At a Xuanjing Cannon position in the defense line, several gunners gathered in front of the commander and cried out that the Xuanjing Cannon's barrel had been deformed after a large number of firings. If it was fired again, it would explode. They were just...
A group of pulse-condensing monks were determined not to be able to stop the power of the mysterious crystal cannon's explosion.
"We are monks, not only gunners, but also warriors. Without the Xuanjing Cannon, we still have to kill the enemy. Get the magic weapon and follow me."
The commander of the Xuanjing Cannon position had a stern look on his face. He took out a shield and held a giant ax, then rushed out. Hundreds of monks operating the Xuanjing Cannon on the position followed him and rushed out.
"Colonel, Colonel, look, the flag of the Seventh Battalion is burning. The Seventh Battalion is finished."
"When people are alive and the flag is there, when people die, the flag will die. How can you, a coward from the Seventh Battalion, die at this time? Charge with me and block the gap."
"Captain, there is no one around us, only these few hundred brothers are left."
"Don't talk nonsense. Let's seal the gap. The commander will send someone to rescue us."
The rules of the new army are that if the people are there and the flag is gone, the number will be removed forever. This is a shame for the monks in the camp, so the camp flag will not be burned until everyone is killed in battle.
A battalion of 10,000 people was wiped out like this, which also meant that there was a huge hole in the defensive position of that camp. The monks from several surrounding battalions took the initiative to plug the hole.
However, the captain said that the commander did not send anyone to support them. He had all 200,000 troops sent out, and there were only a few civilian monks left around him. He had no troops to send.
Already.
In his consciousness, there were more than one burned and fallen flags. They were countless. The five flags of a thousand people, the camp flags of ten thousand people, and even the small military flags of fifty thousand people all fell down. Only he
The big military flag next to it is still flying.
"The Wuwei Army has been established for six years, and no leader has ever been killed in battle. Starting today, I, Li Hanyu, will send the flag to Commander Chen as soon as possible and let him command the battle. I will go."
The commander looked at the fallen monks one by one, and felt sad. Li Muxue transferred the backbone of the new army from South Continent to train the new army in Central Continent. This was the sixth year, and the new army looked at everything with undefeated results.
No commander has died on the battlefield, but today he will be the first.
"Commander, no"
"Commander, come back quickly"
Several civilian monks shouted, but the leader had already disappeared. He was a monk in the Divine Void Stage. He rushed into the low-level monsters and swept them invincibly. He killed large numbers of monsters easily.
However, the high-level demon king quickly noticed him. Two sixth-level demon kings rushed towards him from the left and right. He did not avoid them. He waited until a beast claw scratched his body.
He laughed ferociously and then blew himself up.
This area is where the most densely populated monsters are. If you explode here, you can not only pull in a sixth-level monster king, but also kill a large number of low-level monsters.
"boom"
A burst of white light exploded, and two sixth-level demon kings flew upside down. One of them lost half of his body. He wanted to escape in fear, but before he could run far, a flying sword flew over and chopped it down.
And the leader self-destructed, killing all the monks and monsters within twenty miles. The monster monks within fifty miles were also seriously injured and coughed up blood, and were seriously injured. However, there were very few monks in this range, but there were many monsters.
At least more than 100,000 monsters died directly or indirectly at his hands.
Since ancient times, the war between the two races has broken out. The human race has dared to blow themselves up and killed countless enemies. Many people will do this in every battle. Among the demon race, it is their instinct to flee after being injured, unless there is someone higher than two levels.
The above demon king gave the order forcefully, otherwise they would not have been able to kill the enemy by self-destruction.
Therefore, self-destruction has sometimes become a means of sharpening the human race's cultivation. There is no such thing as this. In the current war, there are countless people who self-destruct.
Moreover, when monks above the aura stage self-destruct, they often choose places with many monsters to wipe out low-level monsters and create opportunities for low-level monks.
Millions of monks launched a desperate counterattack, repelling the attacks of the monsters one after another. Although the defense line was broken, it was still firmly in the hands of the monks. After five days and five nights of bloody battle, the monsters finally retreated, and the battle Fang rest.
The formation masters at the rear rearranged their defensive formations. However, their spiritual veins were damaged in the battle and their Xuan Crystals were exhausted. They relied on a few Xuan Crystals collected from the storage bags of the fallen monks to complete the defense. The frame of the formation is put up.
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At the high-level meeting of the Qingyang Sect's defense line, the smell of blood filled the air. More than half of the high-level monks turned pale, and their bodies even smelled rancid, because they all suffered severe injuries. The eighth-level battle armor on Li Muxue had already It was damaged in many places, and there were still black blood stains on it that had not been cleaned in time.
"Ancestor Jing, how is the situation on the Seven Star Pavilion battlefield?"
"We have been holding on for the time being. Just like our situation, the protective formation was also destroyed. We paid a heavy price to drive the demon clan out. Kunlun's 50,000 elites directly reimbursed 30,000 people."
Jing Shizong closed his eyes in pain and said, he knew very well that the Central Continent Front was coming to an end. The defense line they had defended for five years could no longer hold up. It was not that the monks were not brave, but that their family fortunes were all gone.
For five years, the demon clans of the three places have been dragging them, and 80% of the resources of the entire Central Continent have been piled on the battlefield, but it is still not enough. The most lacking thing among them is Xuanjing, which is usually ignored by high-level monks. It became their fatal point.
Xuanjing cannons, battleships, flying boats, God-destroying crossbows, and defensive formations are all big users of Xuanjing, causing their Xuanjing reserves to be completely wiped out. Xuanjing mines are being mined crazily across Central Continent, and even monks are still alive. I'm exhausted, but it's still not enough.
Without the Xuanjing, Xuanjing cannons cannot be used, battleships cannot be used, and the power of defensive formations that rely only on inferior spiritual veins is greatly reduced. Therefore, a fierce attack by the demon tribe actually destroyed the protective formations, requiring the flesh and blood of monks. Only then can it be blocked.
"Let's discuss retreating. In this battle, no less than one million monks from the Qingyang Sect died on the battlefield, and there are more than 200,000 lightly and seriously injured people behind. The manager in charge of logistics sent me more than 30 letters asking for help. There are not enough pills. , after counting, we only have less than 100 million Xuanjing left, which is just five days of normal expenses. Ancestor Jing, how many Xuanjing can come from behind in one day?"
"There are thirty-two large and small Xuanjing mines in Zhongzhou, which can mine 30 million Xuanjing in one day."
"Thirty million, haha, that's the daily expenses for two battlefields. If the demon clan attacks again, without the Xuanjing Cannon and the battleship, will they continue to use the flesh and blood of the monks to resist?"
Li Muxue laughed and said, Thirty-two large and small Xuanjing mines are mined like crazy, which can exhaust the monks to death, but they are still not enough for the battlefield. How can we fight?
"You all think you have to quit?"
"Yes, Ancestor Jing, it is quite unwise to fight with the demon clan here. Nanzhou Lin Xiao said two years ago that the best way to drag the demon clan to death is to let go of the formation, strengthen the walls, clear the fields, and harass the rear. means"
"Hmph, the number of demons from the East Continent that have been transported to Central Continent exceeds one billion, and now there are still more than 600 million. What if they can't leave?"
"The demon tribes in the three places have obtained the Book of Heaven, I'm afraid they won't stay here for a long time."
"Forget it, we have been arguing about this topic for two years. There is no need. Let's see what Kunlun wants. After all, they are the commander-in-chief."
Jing Shizong let out a sigh of relief. There have been too many pointless disputes like this. Let's wait and see Kunlun's decision...