Emperor Taiji was captured, and King Yuqingzhen became the highest commander on the battlefield. He did not know that Xuanmen had been destroyed, and he still held the last trace of illusion in his heart. Countless corpses were already piling up in the seal behind him. Now they only have one way to survive.
, that is the northwest gap. [] Rush out and escape! King Yuqing leads the generals to give orders, escape from chaos
The gods followed King Yu Qingzhen's royal flag and charged again and again. More and more reinforcements came from the Wu clan on the opposite side. First came the Southern Xinjiang cavalry, and then the Southern Xinjiang army charged, followed closely by the princes and kings from all over the country.
The army also arrived immediately. They used their flesh and blood to form a human barrier. No matter who you are, they will not let you take a step.
On the opposite side, Hou Yi's royal flag and Xia Xie's royal flag have become the faith of the Wu clan. Two huge flags fluttered in the wind. The Tianyu Legion and the Southern Xinjiang Legion charged forward, resisting all the enemy's attacks. The vast army of the gods also
Close to the extreme point of anger, like a mad dog, he kept facing that
The barrier charged, and the witch formation behind the witch tribe kept firing. Bloody light fell from the sky, taking away countless lives in an instant. The battle lasted for four or five hours. It was already the afternoon of the second day, and the two sides had been fighting fiercely all night.
, are all on the verge of collapse, and what matters at this time is perseverance.
Xia Xie charged among the enemy's crowd, specifically looking for the enemy's generals. With his sword raised and dropped, he was invincible. With his current level of cultivation, who among the ordinary generals could still be his opponent? He didn't know how many people he had killed.
Looking up, the protoss within the seal have basically been destroyed. Now as long as they push the protoss in the northwest gap back into the seal, the protoss will never be able to stand up again.
With no room left, he quickly left the battlefield and flew towards the direction of the witch formation. Yan Miao stood on the highest witch formation. When he saw Xia Xie rushing over, he asked: "What's going on over there now?" Xia Xie said.
"The enemy is still charging. Our troops are somewhat insufficient. We need reinforcements from the witch temple and a large number of witch puppets to push the enemy back into the bottom of the seal. Completely destroy them."
Yan Miao said, "Then I will go back to the Witch Tomb now, but it will take an hour." Xia Xie said, "Okay, one hour won't be a problem." After saying that, he flew back to the battlefield. The two sides, the God and the Witch, were still fighting.
There are more and more corpses piled up on the ground, especially at the exit of the barrier. There are piles of corpses, including those from the God Clan and some from the Witch Clan.
Layers upon layers of blood on the ground formed a lake, exuding the smell of blood that made people do evil. On the battlefield for more than thirty miles, hundreds of people fell almost every minute, and the Wu clan's troops became more and more desperate.
The fewer there were, the more fierce the battle became. Every time the Gods rushed out of the gap, they were repelled by the Witches. Both sides fought for their lives in the gap, and no one retreated.
Standing on a high place, King Yuqing looked at the Witch Clan opposite, and the expression on his face finally relaxed a little, because he saw that the Witch Clan's backup had been almost exhausted. They were organizing dozens of charges, and sooner or later they would be able to break down the human flesh barrier of the Witch Clan.
, they still have more than five million elites. As long as they break out of the seal, they will be enough to completely destroy the Wu Clan army. The Wu Clan's casualties are higher than theirs.
It was even more shocking. King Yuqing immediately turned back to the general behind him and said: "Continue to charge, the Wu clan will soon be unable to hold on." Suddenly the war drums of the god army sounded for the first time on the battlefield, and the gods who were fighting in the melee suddenly heard
When they heard the sound of their war drums, their spirits were shaken. They looked back and saw King Yuqing's royal flag flying in the wind, roaring and charging towards the enemy.
Xia Xie and Hou Yi were both fighting on the battlefield. They both knew in their hearts that the Wu Clan could not last long. The only hope now was the reinforcements from the Wu Temple. As soon as the reinforcements from the Wu Temple arrived, the God Clan would be forced to retreat and enter the seal.
The poisonous formation and the witch formation there are still raging, and they can't hold on for long. Both groups are fighting for the last belief, and they are completely risking their lives.
Time passed by, and the crowds from both sides collided. One group fell, and the second group met like a tidal wave. In the fierce battle, a person's life and death seemed so insignificant. In such a huge battlefield,
It has become a life-devouring machine. Countless people fall here every minute. There are dark clouds in the sky and heavy rain, as if the sky is crying.
An hour was like a year for both sides. When the God Clan army launched its last large-scale attack, the Wu Clan's barriers were already riddled with holes. No one alive in the Wu Clan was intact. They supported each other.
Revealing ferocious eyes, looking like
The gods were gasping for air like a tide. Both Hou Yi and Xia Xie were covered in blood. They raised their arms and shouted in unison: "Kill for the Wu Clan." The last batch of soldiers.
He crashed into the enemy crowd crazily, and the sky was instantly stained with blood.
True King Yuqing finally heaved a sigh of relief and overcame this wave of resistance. The Wu Clan was bound to be defeated. Just when all the generals of the God Clan breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly the sky was filled with blood clouds. True King Yuqing raised his head and said,
Suddenly he remembered something, and immediately his face turned pale, and the command flag in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. His whole body collapsed on the muddy ground with strength and he said tremblingly:
"Will God forget the Gods?" As soon as he finished speaking, countless bloody lights fell from the sky. In an instant, countless Wu Clan puppets stood up from the bloody water. Their eyes suddenly burst into bloody light, and then roared.
Directly bumping into the charging team of the Gods, blood fell from the sky like rain. More and more Wu Clan puppets arrived. God knows how many of them there were?
Yan Miao stood on the altar, looking at the arrival of a steady stream of large witch puppets teleporting to the witch formation in the distance. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. The witch tomb was opened here this time.
All the puppets of the Wu Clan were moved out. It was a huge astronomical number. No matter who it was, everything was just a cloud in front of such an astronomical number.
In less than a quarter of an hour, millions of great witch puppets arrived, crushing the charging team of the gods like a wave of blood. Those great witch puppets had no thought and no fear. Their only mission was to
Completely tear the enemy in front of you into pieces. Faced with such an immortal legion, who can resist it?
The battle is still going on, but the Protoss has completely reached the edge of collapse. Xia Xie instantly turned into a golden light and rushed to the banner of King Yuqing. With his sword in his hand, the flag of True King Yuqing collapsed. The only faith in the hearts of the Protoss was destroyed.
Subverted. Faced with paralysis
The Jade Qing True King Xia Xie, who was lying soft on the ground, said: "You are defeated." The Jade Qing True King looked up at Xia Xie and laughed loudly: "I told them a long time ago that they can't trust you. Those bunch of drunkards and rice sacks didn't listen at all. Haha,
Heaven wants to destroy our divine race, God wants to destroy our divine race.”
Xia Xie took a deep breath and said: "It's not God who wants to destroy your God Clan, it's your own fault." He immediately grabbed the True King Yuqing and flew away. There were more and more Wu Clan puppets, and the God Clan kept retreating.
In less than half an hour, the protoss army that emerged from the gap was forced back to the bottom of the seal. At this time, the raging poison array and witch formation suddenly launched, accompanied by waves of deafening roars, and the remaining protoss could only be slaughtered.
It’s my fault. Millions of witch formations screamed in disbelief. Every second, the gods fell into a pool of blood. The overflowing spores and the sea of blooming flowers left them without any strength to resist.
The northwest gap rushed into the seal, like a chariot, completely dashing away the last hope of the Protoss. This time the Protoss suffered a complete defeat. All the main forces were burned in this battle, and the only thing waiting for them was destruction.
Xia Xie handed King Jade Qing to the guards, and immediately found Hou Yi who had collapsed on the ground and said: "We won." Hou Yi didn't know whether it was blood or tears on his face, and he laughed loudly with excitement. Immediately
He rushed up and pushed Xia Xie to the ground and laughed, "You are right, we won. We won."
The cheers of the Wu clan could be heard from all over the mountains and plains, and at this moment, the gods inside the seal could only scream. Yan Miao and Yao Ruoxin stood on the altar, looking at the gods inside the seal sitting in front of them.
They resisted and closed their eyes one after another. There were too many fights today, which made everyone feel nauseous.
During the two long hours, which were also the two most tragic hours for the Human Emperor, the last strength of the God Clan died here. When the seal slowly opened, what was exposed to everyone was a mountain of corpses, a sea of blood, and a sea of colorful flowers.
Following the floating spores, they quickly died, and countless wizards descended from the altar silently, but they were still alive.
The Wu Clan soldiers began to clean up the battlefield. The injured Wu Clan silently sat on the ground and bandaged their wounds. The Wu Clan of Li Wu Palace looked for compatriots who might have survived on the battlefield. The huge battlefield seemed to calm down in an instant, with only the torrential waves.
The heavy rain kept falling, as if everyone was weeping silently in their hearts.