It is not that Lei Ming has not seen the cruelty and bloodshed on the battlefield. As the one-word king of the Zijin Empire, his military exploits are extremely outstanding. He has already traversed the mountain of corpses and swam the sea of blood.
He is used to being injured!
He has seen many broken limbs and broken arms!
Even the breath of death is familiar to him to the extreme!
But what now?
The world is filled with black monsters. Their numbers are shocking, and their strength is even more terrifying.
There are tens of thousands of Martial Master-level monsters, thousands of Martial King-level monsters, more than a thousand Martial Lord-level monsters, and many other monsters whose strength cannot be discerned by thunder, right there...
No, maybe there are more monsters than what he can see with his heavenly knowledge, because a huge vortex is still spinning just above the sky.
In that vortex, there are still a steady stream of monsters appearing, breaking into Thunder's consciousness!
Feeling it, Lei Ming’s heart and soul were chilled!
In his mind, he already had the idea of escape!
But he knew that he could not retreat, because if he retreated now, he would lose the courage to fight the Sky Poison Sect to the end in the future.
After losing such courage, how can he defend his country and his home?
You must know that the Zijin Empire is not far from here. If this place is lost, and if everyone does not have the courage to resist the Sky Poison Sect, the torrent of the Sky Poison Sect will quickly swallow up the entire continent under the well and all the people in the world!
In the face of death and powerful enemies, someone needs to stand up after all - this is something Wang Leiming knows.
So he let out a roar to embolden himself, and at the same time, with the courage he still had, he finally killed him.
Behind him, hundreds more people were so frightened by the overwhelming black tide of monsters that they chose to turn around and run away immediately.
But no matter what, Zhu Tufu came out and followed the trajectory of thunder.
Jiedian came out to kill, Feng Xiaosheng came out to kill, more and more people roared loudly, and they all came out to kill.
They are like a rainbow, rushing towards death!
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"They are very good, they are qualified hall masters and Xuanzi team warriors!"
On a certain mountain peak in the distance, a fat man shook a fan and reclined on a chair: "This is the damn place, it's so hot!"
Hearing this, a disciple in purple stepped forward and offered a glass of ice water with both hands: "Second shopkeeper, please!"
After taking the glass of ice water, the fat man took a sip, looking like he was enjoying it.
He said: "Tell Zuo Hongbin to try to protect every disciple left in the Xuanzi team!"
"I will obey the orders of the second shopkeeper!"
After this person crushed a scroll, a large army that had been secretly waiting for a long time appeared not far behind them.
Dragon clan...
Looking at the three thousand figures fighting in the distance, the fat man smiled mysteriously: "Hey... After trying this way, more than six thousand people were killed! Most of the people in the Xuanzi team are still unreliable! But..."
As if he had thought of some countermeasures, there was suddenly a cold air in the corner of his mouth: "Rewards and punishments are not clear enough! Only heavier rewards and more severe punishments can weed out more useless cowards!"
It turns out that this person is none other than Qian Duoduo who came here from Fengqi City!
He slowly stood up and looked at everything in the distance from the top of the mountain: "The battlefield is the best elimination method!"
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Lei Ming finally entered the initial beast wave.
His sword broke quickly, and he realized that the magical beast's protective spiritual power and skin were as strong as steel.
He wanted to change his sword, but suddenly he remembered that the broken sword in his hand was the best sword. What was the use of changing to another sword?
So he planned to abandon his sword and fight again.
But at this moment, a young man wearing soft armor appeared directly next to him as if out of thin air: "Senior, borrow the sword!"
"You are..." Lei Ming did not dare to be careless and was careful to keep a distance from the visitor.
"Here's the Third Legion of the Dragon Clan, Zuo Hongbin!"
"Dragon clan?"
The Dragon Clan is coming...
At least a team of three thousand people came, and the leader... Zuo Hongbin!
Putting a dragon warrior's sharp sword into Lei Ming's hand, Zuo Hongbin immediately raised his sword high, looked at the large tide of beasts that were rushing downwards, and roared: "Thirty-nine strong crossbows, Ju
The next moment, there was no uniform sound of separation like the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect, nor was there the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power like the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect, but a "character of destruction" composed of tens of thousands of arrowheads still appeared in the sky.
Rumble...
Upon seeing this thrilling scene, Lei Ming suddenly took a breath of air, and then was ecstatic: I can hold it, I can hold it!
Sikong Qiang, who was fighting in the other direction, was also shocked and said loudly: "Kill, kill, kill!"
He saw hope!
At this moment, he saw that human warriors like Lei Ming were gradually becoming fearless, gradually letting go of their hands and feet, and began to fight back in broad strokes.
At this moment, he saw three thousand dragon warriors suddenly joining in. He saw these extremely special dragon warriors actually using weapons they had never used before.
And this kind of weapon is also the first time Sikong Qiang has seen...
There is such a powerful and terrifying weapon in the world, it seems to be called the Thirty-nine Strong Crossbow?
Also...this annihilation character is really beautiful.
So he saw hope: within four days, he would be able to hold on, and everyone would be able to persevere until the teleportation array was completed.
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Outside the Jiadao Fortress, Sikong Qiang led thousands of tribesmen and soldiers who were guarding the temple in the west to hold on.
Following him were three thousand dragon warriors, more than a thousand warriors from the human race, and thousands of warriors who had finally plucked up the courage to join them...
They are all holding on.
Also waiting!
Waiting for victory to come, waiting for reinforcements from Xuanjian Sect or Heng Alliance to arrive!
And somewhere extremely far away from them, someone was waiting.
He is Nie Heng!
After leaving Xiu She Island, he has been waiting on a small island!
The island is not big, and it only takes a few dozen steps for a gull to jump from here to there. So after Nie Heng sat cross-legged here, there was only a small space left for someone else.
He knows that person will come, he will definitely come!
So here he is waiting...
"King Jiuyou Cang, it's time to end!"
Time surges like sea water, but it does not surge back and forth, it only flows backward!
When another dawn came, Nie Heng slowly opened his eyes.
Not far away from him, hundreds of thunderous waves came through the sky, with a huge dragon slave and a large chariot in the middle!
"Master Nie Heng, it seems that you have been waiting for me for a long time, right?"
King Jiuyou Cang is here and has already called himself the emperor.
He looked down at the lonely Nie Heng, clasping his fists slightly: "It's the first time we meet, we've known each other for a long time, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
Hearing this, Nie Heng looked up at the other person and smiled softly: "It's okay to look forward to him for a long time, but not necessarily to meet him happily!"