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Chapter 206 Meng Xingyuan debuts!

Over the battlefield, thick clouds lingered.

The smell of blood filled the battlefield thirty miles away from Chenjiabao, making it nauseating.

Blood seeped three feet deep, and bones were scattered all over for miles, making this area look like a mass grave.

You can imagine that this land must be in ruins.

Even if no money is needed in the future, I'm afraid no one will dare to build a house to live in a place like this.

Murderous aura lingers in all directions.

Everyone's eyes turned red. They were just killing for the sake of killing.

The smell of blood, as tight as a piano string, and the terrifying atmosphere that can break as soon as it is stretched, can drive people crazy.

This is the battlefield!

A ray of breath can make people lose their mind and drive them crazy.

Even if Meng Xingyuan was just hiding on the top of the mountain below, pretending to be dead and secretly observing the battlefield, a shadow would inevitably cast over his chest. In his mind, there was molten boiling, and under his eyes, there was a trace of violence and addiction that could not be concealed.

Blood and a desire to kill.

He quickly activated the technique, and at the same time the inheritance icon of [Ba Sword] lit up, and then he suppressed the riot in his heart and was able to uphold his original intention.

"Huh, is this a battlefield? It's really scary." He murmured.

The demon camp is going to win.

As soon as the battle formation is broken up, it's time to show off your personal strength.

Compared with the demonic side, the Chen family is naturally not good enough.

And now, the numerical advantage has gradually become apparent.

Victory on the battlefield is increasingly favoring Gong Moyue's side.

"Retreat! Gather together, shrink! Come back!" shouted the head of the Chen family, forcing the powerful enemy in front of him to retreat with one sword strike.

What others can see, he can also see.

At this time, the head of the Chen family’s heart was bleeding.

In terms of means, the Chen family's thousands of years of savings are naturally still unused. But those means are all one-time use, and once they are used up, they are gone.

This kind of trump card is for deterrence. Of course he would feel bad if he really had to use it.

However, in addition to these, people are also an indispensable resource for the family.

Without clansmen, what kind of family can we talk about?!

Similarly, if all the generals and soldiers of the family are killed in battle, this kind of family will not be said to be in decline, but it will not be far behind.

The legions, generals, guest ministers and masters that the Chen family has cultivated for hundreds of years seem to have been wiped out after this battle.

Although the one-time trump cards are gone once used, the lives of the clan members are also important compared to these.

Choosing the lesser of two evils, the head of the Chen family had to make a decision even though his heart was bleeding at the moment. He really didn't dare to kill all the last few men, otherwise he would really become the commander of the cursor.

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Therefore, he decided to retreat. All the tribesmen retreated to Chenjiabao. He planned to use other means to deal with these damn demons!

But can Gong Moyue make his wish come true?

She didn't even need to give orders. The demon cultivators who had already gone crazy were killing each other. Jie Jie smiled strangely, "Escape? Now you know how to escape?! It's too late! Die! You have to die!"

"Jie Jie! These bastards are useless! Pounce on them and eat them!"

"Mine! It's all mine! Eat! Eat!"

"Roar! Sweet flesh and blood, rich flesh and blood! I want to eat it!"

"Come! The young master promised us that as long as we grab it, all the wealth in the Chen Family Fort will be ours! Come on!"

"Jie, Jie, Jie... women are all mine! I want to harvest the tonic and the cauldron!"

Demons dance wildly.

The demonic energy surged in all directions, and countless demons laughed strangely, suppressing it, not intending to give the Chen family warriors any breathing space.

After fighting for a whole night, and fighting with all their strength, those who could survive, except for a few lucky ones, were mostly the most vicious people.

There are countless big demons and small demons, and the evil intention in their eyes is so strong that they cannot be dispelled. Each one of them is a person full of evil. They control their own demon soldiers and rush into the opposite camp wantonly.

"boom!"

The storm is coming.

The densely packed demon cultivators were like dense ants, being ruthlessly thrown away by the mighty power of heaven.

What's more, he was directly suppressed to death by this sudden majesty, his body disintegrated, and he died on the spot.

Chen Tianxin arrives.

It's just that his condition is very bad at this time.

An arm was broken from the shoulder bone to the root, dripping with blood. Although the blood had dried at this time, it was obvious that he had used some means to stop the blood that should have spurted out. However, the wound was shocking and almost shocking. It changes color when you look at it.

His face was equally pale and haggard. He was described as extremely miserable. His body was stained with blood, and his robe opened, revealing the equally scarred Wang Jia underneath.

Wang Jia's appearance was also dim. Look at the precious Geng Dzi Bead above his head, which was suspended above his head, but it was dim.

Obviously, Chen Tianxin is so weak at this moment that he cannot even bear the consumption of spiritual power for this treasure.

"Ancestor!" The head of the Chen family immediately turned pale in horror when he saw him in such a state.

It was even more terrifying than when I saw my own defeat just now.

The elders and guests, while fighting and retreating, also noticed this side. Seeing such miserable Chen Tianxin, they were all shocked and shocked. Some of them were accidentally taken advantage of by the demon cultivator on the opposite side. , almost died tragically on the spot.

"Retreat to the clan's territory! Use your resources to hold on until the envoy from the Sect arrives! These demons want to destroy the great achievements of our Chen family that have lasted for thousands of years. There is absolutely no way!" Chen Tianxin waved his hand to stop the cry of the head of the Chen family and shouted in a deep voice.

The power of the king's death is still there.

What's more, Chen Tianxin is not dead yet. As soon as he opened his mouth, the Chen family's military morale suddenly became determined, and they responded "yes" in unison.

As soon as the head of the Chen family gave the order, everyone gathered faster and retreated faster. Immediately, they were about to return to the Chen Family Fort.

the other side.

The witch boy, who was also covered in wounds and looked miserable, also appeared next to Gong Moyue.

"Mr. Wu!"

"Mr. Wu!"

Gong Moyue and Zhongsun Wuji were horrified and shouted one after another.

The witch boy waved his hand and stopped Gong Moyue who came to help him. He coughed a few times and coughed up a few mouthfuls of black blood. "Ahem... Don't worry, miss, I'm fine. I just couldn't win." Then Chen Tianxin let the lady down..."

Zhongsun Wuji frowned, "Mr. Wu, how powerful is Chen Tianxin...?! He can actually hurt you like this?!"

"It's the Geng Dzi Bead." The witch boy spoke, looked at Gong Moyue, and said with a serious face: "Miss, we have all underestimated the magic of the Geng Dzi Bead. This thing must be taken! If you get this treasure, give it to me To the master, by then the young lady’s status in the Blood Temple and among the master’s many children will be untouchable by anyone!”

Gong Moyue's pupils shrank and she took a breath. She nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr. Wu, I, Gong Moyue, will win this battle. That Geng Dzi Bead must be in my bag!"

She looked ahead and saw the Chen family retreating frantically, and she immediately guessed their plan. She turned her hand over, and a shuttle-shaped weapon appeared in her palm. A trace of physical pain flashed in her eyes, which was immediately replaced by determination.

He threw it with his hand, just as he was about to activate the thing, a loud and coquettish sound suddenly resounded throughout the entire audience!


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