If you want to participate in the war, your cultivation level must reach the late stage of True Lord. Also, when selecting people, try to choose those who are older and have little potential.
Young people with potential are the future of the human race. They still have room to grow. This kind of battle is not suitable for them.
Everyone has a fiery heart. Seeing how arrogant the aliens are, they all want to go to the battlefield. However, they are not organized and have not undergone certain training. If they are allowed to go under such circumstances, not only will they die in vain, but they will also die in vain.
It might also prevent other teams from exerting their full strength.
The battle continued, with bright red blood and bursts of killing cries stimulating everyone's nerves. Everyone felt a breath of anger, a breath of fearlessness in their hearts.
The two teams seemed to be fighting tirelessly, fighting non-stop. Energy pierced the sky, and the space was filled with dense black cracks.
Blood spattered, corpses fell down, and the sea water continued to roll, with a surging momentum sweeping the wasteland from all corners of the world.
The battle has been going on for a day and a night. Although everyone is very tired, they still fight hard to kill the enemy. Their unyielding spirit is supporting them. They cannot fall. Once they fall, people like the Scale Horns will enter the land of the human race.
For the sake of the entire human race, they cannot give up, even if they use up their last bit of strength. When the battle reaches this point, many people are numb and tireless, leaving only madness and the most instinctive killing.
This area of the sea is all dyed red, with corpses and severed limbs floating on the sea. This is a tragic picture. The whole world seems to be rising in red mist, and the mist is blood.
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Yuwen Zhouyuan is still standing in the void, moving his hands to control the entire formation flag. The change of the formation flag represents the change of the entire team. He seems to have forgotten time and everything, and only this team exists in his eyes.
Above the nine heavens, the stars were shining brightly, and starlight fell down one after another, wrapping the human monks as if they were wearing a battle suit.
In the eight wastelands and ten directions, vast spiritual energy rolls, with a kind of worldly power. The strength of everyone in Xiliang has improved a lot. They all seem to be machines that only know how to kill. Every time they attack, a master will definitely die.
The Scale Horns are not weak either. Their body defense is extremely high and their strength is extraordinary. They are like ferocious wild beasts. Every time they impact, they will tear open a hole and take away the lives of human masters.
On this day and night, everyone in the Xiliang Holy Domain truly understood all this through the images sent back by the true saint masters in front of them. They neither ate nor drank, and kept their eyes unblinking, as if they were afraid that they would close their eyes.
You will miss something.
The masters hiding in the void couldn't bear to see this scene. The spilled blood seemed to be flowing with the unyielding and tenacious spirit of the human race, and the floating corpses seemed to be permanent monuments.
"Let's take action! I really can't stand it anymore." A half-step true saint master said with red eyes.
"Not yet. The other side's masters haven't moved out yet. They are all hiding in the dark. I have a hunch that when our human army and the Scale Horns army finish fighting, it will be time for us to take action." Another half-stepped.
The master of the true saint said.
"You mean there's no winner in this battle?" another person said.
"It's not that easy to tell the winner! Even if our 600,000 masters stand and let them kill, it will probably consume a lot, not to mention that both sides have already used real fire. When the consumption is almost the same, the entire
The team will naturally end the battle," said a master.
"So that's it. It seems that this battle is really a protracted one!" Another person sighed.
On either side of the Scale Horn clan, many experts are hiding in the void, and their faces are not good-looking. Although there are many people who died on the human side, there are also many people who died on their side, especially as the battle progresses, the Scale Horn clan
The number of deaths was increasing every quarter of an hour, and they could see that it was the result of Yuwen Zhouyuan's command.
"That person cannot stay, otherwise he will become a stumbling block for us to enter this country. As long as he is killed, a team in Xiliang will be in chaos. At that time, our opportunity will come." The man standing at the front
A strong man with a reputation as a half-step true saint said that his eyes seemed to be able to travel through space and directly see Yuwen Zhouyuan's movements.
"Sir, how about the five of us go try and see if we can kill them." A strong man next to this man said.
After thinking for a while, the man nodded and said, "Okay! If you think it won't work, go back immediately and be careful."
"Yes, sir." The leader said.
The strong man said respectfully, and then winked at the four masters who were at the peak of the late True Emperor stage, and then disappeared.
"Not good." Lian Huasheng, who was guarding Yuwen Zhouyuan, had two rays of light burst out from his eyes, and without thinking at all, he clapped his hand out.
"Boom..." A large space collapsed, and the torrential energy rolled around, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, with infinite power.
Lian Huasheng's move alerted the hidden strong man in the void, and also alerted the other two masters guarding Yuwen Zhouyuan.
A master's eyes flashed, cold light burst out, and a blade appeared out of thin air, bursting out with unparalleled power, cutting open the space at once.
Another master punched out, causing tremors in all directions. This punch blasted a passage out of the entire space.
Five figures flashed out of the void, and tyrannical power burst out from their bodies. Each of them had a cultivation level in the late stage of the True Emperor. Black energy surrounded them, as if the devil had descended, and the space around them twisted violently.
Looking at this, how could experts like Xiliang not know that these five experts from the Scale Horn Tribe want to kill Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"The opponent's vigilance is too sensitive, retreat." One of the five masters of the Scale Horn Clan said. They flashed and prepared to escape into the void and leave this space.
"You really regard this space as the place of your Scale Horn Clan. You can come and leave whenever you want. How can it be so easy?" A strong man from the human race who was at the peak of the True Emperor snorted coldly and said with a look.
He was filled with murderous aura.
The five Scale Horn masters were just about to leave when they suddenly discovered that the void in this area was solidified. They could not travel through the space at all. This airspace had been blocked by the human masters, and even a mosquito could not fly out.
"The general who dares to come and attack our Xiliang general is really tired of living. Die!" One person roared and struck hard with a hand knife, as if he had the power to create the world.
This space shook, the rules seemed to be cut off, and there was an inexplicable power flowing.
"Kill..." Seeing that there is no way to escape, it is better to just give it a try. Maybe there is still a chance to hurt Yuwen Zhouyuan. It is impossible to kill him, but as long as he can be seriously injured, the effect will be the same.
Five jets of black energy burst out, instantly disintegrating an attack from the human master. The space shook violently and looked very unstable.
At this moment, a huge palm filled with black energy appeared, traveling through the space, turning the hand over and pressing down, and a mighty power descended.
"Kakaka..." This space is covered with dense cracks. This space seems to be shattered. The blockade of this world by the Dragon Alliance masters has been broken.
"Let's go..." A cold shout came from the strong men. The five strong men from the Scale Horn clan were slightly startled, and then left like lightning.
"Leave first? Do you really think that all the masters of our human race are controlled by you and can come when you want and leave when you want?" In the void, an old man with long white hair sneered.
Although his face is etched with the wind and frost of time, his figure is still tall and straight, like a majestic mountain, unmoving despite the strong winds and waves.
A flying knife as thin as cicada wings slipped out of his sleeve and fell between his slightly dry fingers. This flying knife was crystal clear, like crystal. In an instant, no movement was seen at all.
, the flying knife has disappeared, as if it disappeared out of thin air.
"Bang..." Suddenly, a black-red blood mist exploded in the void, and a corpse fell.
"Ah..." A scream sounded in the void, and then there was no sound.
This old man with long white hair seemed to be able to see through space. He sighed slightly and said: "It's a pity that I only killed one person."
In the area where the Scale Horn Clan was, the space trembled slightly, and four figures appeared.
"Pfft..." One person spat out a mouthful of black-red blood, his expression was sluggish, and one could tell he was seriously injured.
"Huh? It not only severely injured your body, but also hurt your soul. There is such a master in the human race." The master of the Scale Horn Clan who is half a step into the true saint peak said with his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he could see through everything.
of everything.
"What did the opponent use to attack you?" asked the master who was half a step closer to the peak of the True Saint.
"I don't know, we didn't see it clearly at all. At that time, I only felt a dangerous aura, and then I was seriously injured." The seriously injured person from the Scale Horn tribe said a little guiltily.
"Injuring two people instantly, such a powerful attack method, I really want to see it." The strong man who was half a step to the peak of a true saint said, "Hurry up and heal your wounds!"
"Yes, sir." The injured Scale Horn master said respectfully and left.
After this master left, the master of the Scale Horn Clan who was half a step closer to the peak of the True Saint, had two cold lights flashing in his dark eyes that were like black holes.
"I didn't expect that the human race was already prepared. It seems that there is no chance to kill him again. I can only wait for a while." The master who was half a step to the peak of the True Saint said to himself.
With the lesson learned just now, the human race has paid more attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan. There are ten masters standing around Yuwen Zhouyuan, responsible for the safety of Yuwen Zhouyuan. They also see the importance of Yuwen Zhouyuan. If not
Yuwen Zhouyuan's command was proper, and the death toll among Dragon Alliance masters would probably be even more terrifying.
This battle still didn't stop. They fought for another day and night, for two whole days, with constant attacks and killings. Everyone was numb, both physically and mentally, as if killing the enemy had become an instinctive state.
If you don't kill the enemy, the enemy will kill you. You can only raise the butcher knife to kill the enemy fiercely.