Chapter 305: The blood energy from all directions enters my divine body!
'They all say that we should obey nature, but I always believe that man can conquer nature. This is what the old people who have passed away from generation to generation have told me.'
Old Scar's eyes looked at the great five-level demon in front of him.
At this moment, he had several wounds all over his body, on his hands, legs, chest, back...
Nowhere is visible.
The energy and blood all over his body also fell to the bottom. Facing the five realm monsters in front of him, he could not even hold the sword tightly, but from the beginning to the end, he stood upright and never fell.
"Wooden boy!!"
Mucang, who was fighting far away, heard the sound and ran away.
I saw the old scar, who looked like a bloody man, swaying and saying: "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that day..."
"When you're done, take me back and let me see what the world is like now."
As Lao Scarzi finished speaking, the veins on his forehead popped up, and his hand tightly grasped the long knife.
He met the boundless monster.
When the opponent's sharp claws scratched his neck, the long knife in his hand also penetrated into the heart of the monster. The energy and blood vibrated, shattering the heart of the monster.
Today, Mucang never yells as loudly as last time.
He was silent, with a tear flowing from the corner of his eye as he closed his eyes, mixed with the blood on his face, and flowed down.
Mucang tightened his grip on the spear and fought his way to the fallen Lao Scar.
"Go well..."
He said this slightly, and then turned his eyes to the front.
The gun on Mucang's body has become powerful, and he has the courage to stand in front of ten thousand people!
When the last twilight fell.
The sound of drums on the top of the city also stopped.
The drum hammer in Du A Niang's hand fell down and made a tinkling sound. Her face was bloodless and her wrists were already covered in bruises.
If she had been called that ordinary woman, she would have died long ago if she had been beating drums for a day under such heavy snow.
The drumming stopped and the sky darkened.
But the fighting in the wilderness never stopped for a moment.
From day to night, to that dawn.
Round after round, round after round.
After all, the body of a warrior is inferior to that of monks and monsters, and they still need to take turns. It is only through such turns that the human race has established a firm foothold in the wasteland.
Some were missing their limbs when they returned, and some even came back lifeless. There were countless corpses in the wasteland that had not yet recovered...
Heavy snow fell, falling on everyone's shoulders.
In the ice and snow, there were still people fighting tirelessly. Most of their faces had been covered by the blood, and they couldn't tell who was who.
Someone fell, someone continued...
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Chen Changsheng sat there motionless, as if he didn't care about the outside world.
‘Yuxuan’ felt inexplicably uneasy after seeing this.
It seemed as if Chen Changsheng was confident.
She closed her eyes and focused her gaze on the wasteland.
"There is actually the potential to compete..."
'Yuxuan' raised her eyebrows slightly, which was somewhat unexpected.
There are only a few dozen monks left in the Divine Realm, and the rest are ordinary warriors. Under such circumstances, they can actually contend with nearly ten thousand demon tides.
She looked sideways at Chen Changsheng and said, "What other backup plans do you have?"
Chen Changsheng paused, turned to look at her, and said, "Chen is just a spectator."
He didn't feel like he had done anything.
The predecessors of the God's Domain had already arranged everything.
From Jiang Shouyi to Song Gudao, everything seemed to have been arranged.
Chen Changsheng said again: "Now it's man versus nature!"
‘Yuxuan’ snorted softly and said, “How can man defeat heaven?”
"This is what most people in the world think."
Chen Changsheng said: "But there are also a very small number of people who believe that humans can definitely defeat the way of heaven."
‘Yuxuan’ said: “Let’s see.”
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Now the whole wasteland is in a stalemate.
Both parties need a breakthrough.
But it is precisely this breakthrough that is the most difficult to find.
Today's demon clan no longer has any eight-level great demon.
As for the human race, there are no monks who can match the Eighth Realm Great Demon.
Mucang looked at the situation and suddenly felt something bad in his heart.
The current main combat power of the human race is mostly ordinary warriors, and their endurance is far inferior to that of the demon race. If this stalemate continues, the final result can be imagined.
When the fighting reached the second half of the night, it became obvious that the situation was getting tougher, and the stalemate situation between the two sides began to change, with the demon clan clearly gaining the upper hand.
"withstand!!"
Mucang said, "I'll go and think of a solution!"
He left the wasteland alone, returned to the city in an instant, passed through the gap, and arrived at the wasteland.
Mucang looked at the sword hanging on the snow-capped mountain.
"Senior Jiang!"
Mucang said: "Before the leader of the Song Dynasty left, he told me that if he was in trouble, he would come to you to ask for a solution!"
The sword hanging above the snow-capped mountains fell.
The remaining remnant of Jiang Shouyi's soul was revealed. He glanced at the wooden warehouse in front of him, and then said: "He has already left the solution to the problem, and it is placed on the second floor partition of his study room in the small courtyard."
After hearing this, Mucang was heartbroken and said, "Young man, I've written it down!"
"Go ahead."
Jiang Shouyi waved his hand slightly, and at the moment Mucang turned around and left.
His remnant soul also dissipated with the wind and snow, and he had completed his final mission.
After Mucang returned to the Divine Realm, he immediately went to Song Gudao's former residence. After entering the small courtyard, he began to rummage in the study.
When he came to the second cabinet and opened the partition, he saw a piece of paper lying there.
When Mucang saw clearly what was on the paper, he couldn't help but be startled.
"This is……"
It only took him a moment to understand.
He returned to the wasteland again.
Looking around, he saw a melee in front of him.
"Where are the monks from the Divine Realm!"
After the words fell, more than ten monks escaped from the battle.
After seeing Mucang, everyone hesitated.
Until one person said: "I've seen the leader."
Mucang was also stunned after hearing this.
Then everyone raised their hands and shouted.
"I've seen the leader!"
Mucang came to his senses in a daze, and he said: "I need you to protect me and fight a bloody path in the middle of the front!"
Everyone looked at each other.
"Follow the order!"
Mucang cut his hand, and streams of blood flowed down. He held the gun in one hand and ran over, dragging the gun.
Blood flowed down the tip of the gun, leaving a continuous mark on the ground.
More than a dozen monks followed closely behind and immediately stood by his side.
When several people attacked from the other side, out of more than ten monks, only seven remained.
Mucang's face was already pale, he had lost too much blood, and his steps were shaky.
"Trouble!"
Mucang immediately rushed into the formation alone, but he did not rush in to kill the demon.
His figure kept turning between the crowds and the demon groups, leaving blood stains on the ground wherever he passed.
Until a long time later, the large formation made of blood was imprinted on the wasteland.
Mucang had no more strength left and fell to his knees on the ground.
The scene in front of him gradually blurred, and with his last bit of will, he sat up cross-legged.
The palm of his hand was pressed on the blood line on the ground.
"Buzz."
Suddenly, the wasteland shook!
And the connected blood lines were revealed at this moment, turning into a large formation.
"Array open!!!"
Mucang roared: "The blood energy from all directions enters my divine body!"