‘Bang’, ‘bang’, ‘bang’, I don’t know when it started, but Yang Sheng’s Sanskrit singing began to be mixed with the clear sound of drums.

‘Boom’, ‘boom’, ‘boom’, the fierce collision of soul power is silent but can cause the resonance of the earth.

‘Crash’, ‘Boom’, ‘Whew’ I can’t find any more words to describe the sound of the fighting between Fa Naxiu on the battlefield. After Wu Tian’s great technique ended, Fa Naxiu’s battle began again.

'Ah' is the cry coming from the front of the battlefield. Yang Sheng's remaining ten elite dead soldiers are engaged in the final battle with the remaining warriors on our side. The casualties on our side have become many, and the speed of death has also increased.

It has become much faster, almost using your life to intercept these dead soldiers.

There are not many left, only four, but we still have to use our lives to continue to block them. I think I will never forget that wall of flesh and blood in my life. It will be the most beautiful scene in my life.

I don’t know why, but the snow stopped for a while and then started falling again at this time.

I suddenly discovered a problem that was the same as ours. Only a few dozen cultivators on Yang Sheng's side participated in the fight. Behind the scenes, groups of people on Yang Sheng's side actually arrived and stood on the altar.

Behind them, there seems to be a human wall. I don’t know what I’m doing standing there.

At this time, I actually don't worry too much. Most of the troops on our side are setting up a large formation, and there must be some actions on their side.

If Fa Nuo is allowed to practice sporadic fighting skills, I don’t know how long this battle will last. This is not in line with the requirements of both of us. This kind of battle cannot be fought for a long time, because we have to consider the secular world, even if this is no man’s land,

It's not 100% insurance either.

The fastest way is naturally to compete in large-scale wars on a large scale. Whether it is ancient wars or current wars, they will not fight alone. What matters at this time is collective strength!

As time passed by, the sound of "bang" and "bang" from Yang Sheng's drum gradually became more rapid. In the gray, low and snowy sky, the image of a woman gradually became clear.

Wearing religious attire, she was in a kneeling posture at the moment, with her hands clasped together, her head lowered and her eyes closed, while she was singing Sanskrit. Her voice was so holy, and the holiness seemed to bring a little comfort to this blood-stained battlefield.

"Baima, please open your eyes." In the wind and snow, Lu Shan once again saw the girl he loved in his dream. He stumbled a few steps in the snow, and suddenly roared loudly towards the sky.

What do you see when you open your eyes? Do you see the warriors who fall in front? Do you see the silent and dead medical pulse? Do you see the wizard who has collapsed and does not know whether he is alive or dead? Or do you see the fate of the warriors in front of you?

, who seems to have aged many years?

This kind of sacrifice seems like a pain that the righteous path cannot bear, but the war has just begun to involve real hand-to-hand combat.

"Brother, when sister's true spirit appears, she cannot open her eyes and is sealed. Unless" Tao Bai stepped forward and held Lu Shan, saying with a cry in his voice.

Lu Shan knelt down in the snow and said to Tao Bo in a hoarse voice: "I just want her to see that so, so many people have died."

Lu Shan's sad voice, scattered in the wind, seems to hit everyone's nerves. So many people have died? When we came, there were so many people who have fallen on the battlefield now. I really want to make a sacrifice for them.

But at that time, who will come to perform a ritual for me?

Even without me, I have no regrets. I feel that there is no more glorious sacrifice than this for Wei Dao to die in such a battle, and I also believe that this blood-stained grassland will become a holy place for the righteous path.

My mood was a little agitated at this time. Although I had noticed that the top cultivators around Yang Sheng had woken up, the inexplicable worries and worries in my heart were all gone.

As long as we fight like this, I think so. Everyone's sacrifice is meaningful. The heavy snow can bury all traces, but what cannot be buried is everyone's spirit and will!

My ears were ringing with increasingly urgent sounds of "xxx formation return to position" "xxx formation return to position"

On Yang Sheng's side, the cultivators who were standing silently suddenly dispersed and lined up around the altar. The top cultivators who woke up did not leave the altar. They just glanced at the battlefield and closed their eyes again.

They really had a back-up, but they were in such a hurry to set up the formation? I was confused, but it became clear the next moment, just because their formation did not need to be arranged, it was just an ordinary but cruel one

The formation of the combined attack is to concentrate all the power on one or a few people.

The reason why I say cruel is that this formation also has some changes. Some of the dominance is in the hands of the people in ordinary positions and can be stopped at any time. Some of the dominance is in the concentrated people. In this way, if he

If you don't stop extracting power, others won't be able to stop either.

For example, the deep hatred of Wu Laogui is like this

This formation doesn't even need to arrange formation patterns, it only needs to place a few key 'conducting' instruments in key places. For Yang Sheng, who is almost all powerful, this is such a simple thing.

?

It turns out that everything on Yang Sheng's side was very simple. They were all centered around the altar. They waited for those top cultivators to arrange the altar before they started a complete war with us. Everything was just a delay.

The response here is also very simple. The old leader seemed to have seen through everything and chose to fight with a formation. However, people of the right path cannot do things that forcibly extract the power of others. Instead, he changed to a combined attack formation, which means that ordinary formations control the dominance.

Quan's formation, to be honest, is definitely not as effective as that cruel combined attack formation.

Moreover, the strength of the Zhengdao people this time is actually not as good as Yang Sheng's side, because Company A doesn't know how many years they have been cultivating and recuperating, and what kind of power they have accumulated. They don't need to be as upright as Zhengdao, so they can be seen clearly.

There are very few things.

In addition, Wu Tian, ​​a variable, suddenly joined their forces!

The same formation cannot take advantage of the enemy. The only choice is to choose the more advanced Heavenly Punishment Formation. I think if Yang Sheng had the choice, he would definitely do this. But it seems that they have not obtained any formation from that mysterious inheritance.

I had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and choose the formation that is popular in the world.

At this time, it seemed that both sides had taken action together. In the wind and snow, Uncle Hui in front suddenly let out a long roar and the last dead man fell!

There are only three warriors left on our side. It’s finally a difficult victory.

The blood along the way, the corpses along the way, blooming on the whiteness, will the final result be that the whiteness returns to the earth, instead of letting the world be shrouded in black mist?

I can no longer count such sacrifices in detail. Even the Xiangzimai who formed the formation are falling one by one. Less than half of the remaining people can bear the perfect sky pattern. They need to endure it by themselves and persist to the limit. When they fall,

Will there be any unwillingness?

I can't investigate whether they are alive or dead, because I know that when the old leader reaches the stage, I have more important things to do, and I can't be distracted.

The Vajra of Sad Tears over there has been shattered into pieces. The voice of the holy Pema in the sky gradually becomes ethereal and matches the sound of the drums. It seems that the critical moment has been reached.

At that time, Wu Tian, ​​the old leader, and Jenny were still fighting, but I could feel that the old leader and Sister Jenny were struggling to hold on.

"Old leader, you and Sister Jenny are returning to your positions." At this time, a tired voice came from the formation. It was Uncle Wang. The Heavenly Punishment Formation was finally completed!

On Yang Sheng's side, a Lama suddenly stood up and said loudly in less fluent Chinese: "Do you want to reach the sky in one step? Then try your best this time and persist until the Holy Ancestor reaches the top.

He will not let us down for a moment!"

"Oh" the evil people over there let out fanatical shouts, just like the brainwashed crowd. In fact, the road is difficult, and the evil people take the wrong path, almost cutting off the way to the real road. The only thing that can make them fanatical is this.

!

Then, the lama walked up to Wu Tian and seemed to say something

Wu Tian coldly snorted, and after one last confrontation with Sister Jenny and the old boss, he walked away and sat on the altar, in front of Yang Sheng.

Sister Jenny and the old boss each took a step back.
Chapter completed!