"Puff, puff, puff..." Suddenly, a small team was intercepted by the Scale-Horn clan masters. Terrifying black light surged out. Those who were intercepted exploded one by one, and bright red blood continued to flow out.
Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was commanding the entire team, focused his eyes and became heavy. The movement of the team just now was cut off after being a minute slower. The scale-horned tribe's combat power was really terrifying.
Now the human race is at a disadvantage. The number of human beings who die per 100 breaths is higher than that of the scale horns.
"Don't kill me...don't kill me..." Suddenly, a voice rang out among the shouts of killing. This voice was so clear.
Hearing this voice, whether it was Yuwen Zhouyuan or other masters of the Dragon League, their expressions changed and became extremely ugly. Didn't this affect everyone's fighting spirit?
Under Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness, he was able to discover all the situations here. The man who just begged the Scale Horns for mercy actually stepped back and prepared to escape.
Seeing this scene, Yuwen Zhouyuan became even more angry. A ray of divine consciousness descended, and with a bang, the man's body exploded, blood spurted out, and the surrounding masters were dyed red.
The impact this person had on everyone was huge. The morale of the experts from the Scale Horn clan increased a lot at this moment, while the morale of the human clan dropped a lot, and many people had the idea of escape.
Many people in this team came to fight with boiling blood, but when the real battle began, they realized how cruel the battle was. Although they were a little timid, they saw everyone around them struggling to kill.
The timidity disappears and is replaced by madness.
Now, someone actually begged for mercy and even ran away, which suddenly affected many people.
"Puff, puff, puff..." In Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness, many human masters were killed.
You are really not afraid of opponents who are like wolves, but you are afraid of teammates who are like pigs. Fighting is not a child's play, and running away is even more shameful. This thing can affect morale the most.
Originally, the experts of the Dragon Alliance were at a disadvantage, but Yuwen Zhouyuan worked hard to support them with the battle formation. As long as they could inflict heavy damage to the Scale Horns, they would naturally retreat. After all, they did not want to suffer from a consecutive defeat with Xiliang.
But because of one person, this supportive situation disappeared, and the death rate of Dragon League masters doubled from before.
"Yuwen Zhouyuan, the situation is not good! If this continues, we will definitely lose." Lian Huasheng looked at the battle group, with a trace of anxiety on his face.
"I have no choice. The strength gap is too big. Even with a battle formation, it is difficult to make up for it. Now I have to retreat. Get ready and bring some people from the preparatory battle group to wait in the area where I have set up the formation." Yuwen
Zhou Yuan said with a bitter smile.
Yuwen Zhouyuan is not a god. At this point, he really has nothing to do.
"Okay!" Lian Huasheng hesitated for a moment, and finally left safely.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath, shot out the light from his hands, the formation flags changed, and the formation also changed completely, turning into a formation that focused on defense and supplemented by offense, and at the same time controlled the formation to retreat unknowingly.
At this time, they naturally dare not issue a retreat order. Once such an order is issued, the entire team will definitely be in chaos, and they will definitely be cannibalized by the Scale Horns.
In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, Yuwen Zhouyuan could only influence and change everything unknowingly.
Another half day passed, and unknowingly, the entire team retreated more than 400 miles. At this time, it was only more than 40 miles away from the area where the formation was arranged. It only needed to hold on for a while to reach it.
Use the power of the formation to protect it and prevent the Scale Horns from attacking.
The person who directed the battle of the Scale Horns was an old man who was at the peak of the early stage of the True Saint. This master did not appear in the last battle. He was probably leading the team to attack the Scale Horns.
Suddenly, the eyes of the early True Saint old man burst out with two brilliant rays of light. At this time, he realized that his team had advanced more than four hundred miles.
Is this really a situation that arises unknowingly due to the battle, or is this all a trick by the other party to lure them into taking the bait.
When he thought of this, this master who was at the peak of the True Saint's early stage suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and quickly sent a message to those masters who were still fighting to tell him a situation.
After half a stick of incense, the experts from the Dragon Alliance and the Scale Horn Clan separated and each returned to their respective camps.
Because the last line of defense was about to be activated, the top experts from the Dragon Alliance were needed. Seeing that the Scaled Horns would not fight, they did not bother with excessive amounts of money.
"What's going on?" The middle-aged man from the Scale Horn tribe who was at the peak of the early True Saint stage asked the old man.
The old man told what had just happened, with a hint of bitterness on his face.
After hearing this, many experts from the Scale Horn Clan were hesitant. If it was really a human trap, once they fell into it, they would probably die or injure a lot of people, which was not in line with their interests.
Although there are many masters on the Scale Horn Continent, those masters are preparing to fight against other alien races. If they increase their investment in attacking the human race, their accumulated strength will become weaker.
"Looking at it now, we have a great advantage and are many times stronger than the human race. Now we can stop temporarily to see what tricks they have. If not, continue to attack. This will not have much impact.
" said a master who was in the early stage of True Saint cultivation.
Everyone else fell into silence.
Yuwen Zhouyuan had no idea that his actions made everyone in the Scale Horn clan think too much.
"Okay! I agree." said the middle-aged man from the Scale Horn tribe who was at the peak of the early True Saint stage.
"I agree too." Another person said.
The masters of the Scale Horn Clan all agreed that it was better to be more cautious in the battle. If there was a disastrous defeat this time, I am afraid there would be opinions within the clan.
Since the leaders of the Scale Horn Clan had already agreed, others would not have any objections, and the retreat horn sounded.
The Scale Horn Clan's team retreated in an orderly manner this time. Their morale was still there and no lives were lost. This retreat can be regarded as a short rest.
Seeing this scene, Yuwen Zhouyuan was stunned. He didn't know why the opponent suddenly retreated. If the Scale Horns still attacked at this time, they would definitely kill and injure many masters when using the guardian formation.
Unable to figure out the reason, Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped thinking about it. This kind of thing was a good thing for them.
Under the command of Yu Wen Zhouyuan, the Dragon League team retreated again. When they retreated to the space where the formation was arranged, two rays of light burst out from Yu Wen Zhouyuan's eyes, and dozens of rays of light shot out from his hands and disappeared into the void.
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"Buzz buzz..." The space trembled violently, and then the rune formation appeared. The bright runes exuded inexplicable power. It gave people a strong feeling of shock.
Subsequently, under Yuwen Zhouyuan's arrangement, nineteen masters from the early stage of the True Saint sat on the three-dimensional structure of the runes, and others also made arrangements one after another.
These runes were protected by masters, and Yuwen Zhouyuan felt relieved. He asked each master to input his spiritual power into them.
In an instant, rays of light soared into the sky, illuminating a radius of thousands of miles. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, and the rays of light connected together to form a huge light curtain, cutting across the entire space, as if forcibly dividing the space.
Became two halves.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt relieved. He asked the others to retreat to the suspended island to adjust their breathing. The 200,000 people from the reserve group brought by Lian Huasheng were guarding here to prevent anything from happening.
On the vast sea surface, runes of different sizes covered the space. Energy lines intertwined with the wind, as if they formed a chessboard, and the masters of Xiliang were like chess pieces on the chessboard.
The world's great road is a chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces. Unless fate is broken, no one can escape.
A huge ray of light divided the world into two parts, as if they were completely isolated.
Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone in the Scale Horn clan became gloomy. If they didn't know what was going on at this time, they would really have been kicked in the head by a donkey.
"What a great trick. I originally thought they would use some kind of trap, but I didn't expect it to be just a defensive formation." The middle-aged man from the Scale Horn clan who was at the peak of the early True Saint stage said with an ugly expression.
"Attack." The middle-aged man from the Scale Horn clan, who was at the peak of the early True Saint stage, uttered two words, his eyes extremely cold.
"Woooooooo..." The attack horn sounded again, as if it could shake people's souls.
During the period of caution, the Scale Horns chose to attack from a distance, firing out streams of terrifying black energy, like black chains, with a terrifying magic sound.
At this time, all the masters of the Dragon Clan were staring at each other's attacks and were very nervous. If they could withstand the attack of the Scale Horn Clan, then the territory of the Xiliang Sanctuary could be preserved. If they could not resist, the east side would fall and they would face
It will be a cruel destruction.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Waves of terrifying energy hit the light screen, ripples appeared on the light, and then calmness returned.
Everyone in the Dragon Alliance breathed a sigh of relief, and tried their best to input their own spiritual energy, while absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish it.
Compared to the masters of the Dragon Alliance, all the masters of the Scale Horn Clan had ugly faces, looking depressed and angry.
"Very good, very good. I don't believe how powerful this light barrier is. Just keep beating me and keep attacking." Sen Ya, a middle-aged man whose cultivation was at the peak of the True Saint's early stage, said coldly.
He looks like he won't give up until the light barrier is broken.
Seeing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head. He was still confident that the formation he had arranged would definitely be able to block the Scale Horn Clan's attack.
Yuwen Zhouyuan used his spiritual consciousness to calculate the losses in this battle, and his face became ugly. This battle was even more miserable than the previous battle, and he lost a full 200,000 masters. Many of these people were
It is the hope for the future!
The loss of the Scale Horn Clan was not much, only 110,000. This battle can be said to be a disastrous defeat. Although the Scale Horn Tribe's attack was withstood, too many people were lost.
Facing this kind of loss, no matter which force it belongs to, it will feel painful.
With the existence of the formation, the Scale Horn Clan can no longer enter the Xiliang Sanctuary. The experts of the Dragon Alliance are just wasting their time with the Scale Horn Clan.