The sudden movement made everyone freeze on the spot.
"What's going on?"
Not only the human race, but also the demon race, they all stopped and looked around, not knowing what was going on.
"Rumble..."
The green mountains shake and the wilderness trembles!
The usually calm 'Yuxuan' beside Chen Changsheng suddenly stood up.
She looked into the distance, then looked back at Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng raised his eyes and looked over.
He looked at 'Yuxuan' and said, "It seems that you can't get what you want."
'Yuxuan' frowned and asked: "What's the point of doing this? Even if you pass this time, there will be another time. I don't believe you can guard this place for the rest of your life!"
Chen Changsheng just smiled warmly and did not answer anything.
'Yuxuan' suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at Chen Changsheng with confusion in her eyes. She didn't understand what Chen Changsheng was thinking.
On that wasteland.
The piled up mountain of corpses and sea of blood were suddenly controlled by the formation, and all the energy and blood rushed towards Mucang at this moment.
The demon tribe felt bad when they saw this scene.
"Go in! Kill that person!"
At this time, the human race also came to their senses, and more than ten monks took the lead.
"Protect the leader!"
"kill!!"
At this moment, the demon clan had no reservations at all and rushed towards the human square formation as if they were crazy.
The light of the sword, the sharp claws and fangs, life and death are only in this moment.
All the remaining blood and essence of all the corpses that fell to the ground were gathered together by the formation.
At this moment, Mucang was sitting cross-legged in the formation, drawing the blood energy into his body.
But in that instant, a majestic blood rushed into his body.
"ah!!"
Mucang let out a painful cry.
This time, it was a hundred times more painful than on the city platform.
His tendons were torn apart by the thick blood, and then recovered under his strong will.
He didn't know how many times he had experienced this, but his muscles and veins gradually became stronger, and the blood that entered his body began to flow.
What Song Gu Dao left to him was the formation diagram of the Chengtai Formation, and it was also something that every leader would stick to from generation to generation.
What Mucang is doing now is to use all the people who died in the wasteland to create a cultivation level that is comparable to the Great Demon of the Eighth Realm, so that the situation can be reversed.
But even if the formation is formed, it is not easy to resist such blood energy.
“One night!!”
Mucang gritted his teeth and said, "I need a night!"
When the monk from the Divine Realm saw Mucang's expression of pain, he couldn't help but feel awe in his heart.
"Just leave it to us."
This time everyone tried their best to block the formation of eyes.
"Everyone, the human race is at the end of its rope, are you willing to risk your life?"
"What's there to be afraid of?"
"Why be afraid!!"
"Kill these bastards! Kill them!"
The monks and warriors on the wasteland had ferocious faces, and they rushed forward one after another as if they were crazy.
"Are these human races crazy..."
Facing the fierce offensive of the human race, the demon clan gradually became manic and became disorganized.
At this moment, the real chaos began.
Lu Qishan looked at this scene with her eyes. She frowned and looked at the formation guarding the human race behind her.
She lowered her head and glanced at the formation drawn with blood on the ground, and shouted: "Destroy the formation!"
As she said that, she jumped away, and a wave of demonic power rolled out, erasing a section of the formation on the ground.
"You monster, how dare you!"
A monk came forward and forced Lu Qishan back with a sword.
Under Lu Qishan's gaze, the monk raised his hand and drew a blood mark, and the blood flowed on the ground, filling back the erased bit.
Lu Qishan frowned and hummed: "Let me see how much blood you have to shed!"
"Send my order and all the demons will wipe out the formation's bloodline!"
As the words fell, the eyes of all the demons fell on the front line protected by the human race.
"kill!!"
Countless monsters rushed forward.
Seeing this scene, the human monks were heartbroken and immediately ordered.
"Stop these beasts!"
"If there is a gap in the line, use your sword to make up for it with your own blood!"
During that half-day, the demon clan launched an unknown number of attacks, and the front line was often disconnected, but every time, the human race would cut open the palms of their hands and patch them up with their own blood.
"puff."
The sharp claws pierced into the chest of a certain swordsman.
"brute!!"
The swordsman gritted his teeth, but then the scene in front of him became drowsy.
At the moment before his death, he swung his sword and made a long gash in his arm.
"I won't let you beasts succeed!"
He lay down on the front line and left a bloodstain on his arm from the shoulder to the wrist on the front line.
The swordsman seemed to be relieved, and then he had no energy left and lowered his head.
But the arm with a cut in it firmly protected the line.
At that dawn, corpses were piled up on the front line. Until the moment of death, they all chose to protect the front line, as if they had built a low wall on the front line.
Chen Changsheng's eyes looked into the distance, as if he had witnessed this scene with his own eyes, it was so tragic and majestic.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, turned to look at 'Yuxuan' and said, "You have no chance of winning."
‘Yuxuan’ doesn’t refute anything anymore.
In her eyes, there seemed to be mountains of corpses piled up in the wasteland.
She is complicated, and her deep eyes seem to be thinking of many things, and no one knows what she is thinking.
'Yuxuan' said: "If you can't kill me, there will be another time..."
Chen Changsheng said: "Don't you understand yet?"
'Yuxuan' looked at him, and then heard Chen Changsheng say: "Even without Chen, you may not be able to win this game."
"It is not impossible for man to conquer heaven."
As Chen Changsheng finished speaking.
On the wasteland, blood energy suddenly rose into the sky.
Mucang's clothes shattered and turned into flying debris.
Its momentum has already surpassed the eight realms.
"The leader..."
A monk knelt down and sat on the ground. Seeing that scene, he seemed to be relieved, and his last strength faded away and he fell down.
Mucang looked at the group of monsters.
He raised the gun in his hand.
Sweep out with one shot.
The spear intent rippled out, and in just an instant, hundreds of nearly a thousand demonic beasts were cut off from their breaths by this spear.
Mucang held the spear tightly in his hands and shouted loudly: "Follow me! Kill the demon!!"
Under the spear, a hole was torn open in the demon group, causing their formation to collapse. Seeing this, the warriors and monks immediately rushed in.
The situation is reversed, from defense to offense!
Mucang held the gun and rushed into the demon group. He never stopped for a moment. There was only hatred in his eyes.
Furthermore, it is the determination to wipe out the demon clan!