Ye Han's spiritual sea was rolling inside his body at this moment. Not only that, but his mind was also being consumed rapidly. There was a faint tingling sensation in his mind, and the signs of bleeding from his seven orifices were getting more and more serious at this moment.
Fortunately, Ye Han was well prepared this time. He brought many elixirs with him, especially the elixirs for restoring consciousness, which were very rare, but he still prepared a lot.
Although it is still extremely dangerous, the worst situation has not yet occurred, that is, the two sides will collapse immediately after a battle.
At this moment, Ye Han was still focused on observing the situation on the surrounding border, and felt a little at ease.
In the distance, the disciples of the Buddhist Holy Land arranged a Sanskrit sound formation. In the formation, the Sanskrit sound was resounding, and golden lotuses kept emerging. Not only that, there were also golden fonts emerging in the void.
Under the control of many Buddhist arhats and eminent monks, the huge formation burst out with great power. Wherever the golden light and shadow passed, those foreigners who were contaminated directly lost their combat effectiveness.
Many disciples of the Qingluan Sword Sect directly formed a sword formation. Under the leadership of the sect leader and many elders, they used sword rain one after another. When the sword rain fell, all the foreigners who fell were annihilated by the sword energy, and a vacuum zone appeared on the site.
There was a large formation at the city gate somewhere on the border, and the sky was filled with fire. After the spiritual light condensed, it directly formed a fire dragon, constantly spraying the spiritual light and burning the foreign figures.
At another border city gate, a sword platform was built. The entire sword platform has a total of eighteen floors. From bottom to top, each floor is filled with densely packed flying swords. The higher the level, the better the quality.
Under the control of some sword fairies, the flying swords from the sword platform started over and over again, constantly shooting towards the outside of the opposite city. The densely packed flying swords continued to harvest the lives of foreigners every time.
Some Confucian gentlemen from the academy joined forces and displayed their own natal characters. Their awe-inspiring righteousness enveloped the world and killed a large number of foreigners.
There are only more than two hundred disciples in the entire sect of Zhenyu Temple, and now almost nine out of ten disciples have come. Under the leadership of the temple master, they have taken action one after another, regardless of their own safety.
The sky is full of Taoist rainwater, whether it is a water dragon or a water dragon, they use all their strength to kill the enemy.
Scenes like this were staged all over the border. Everyone had no other thoughts at the moment. The only goal was to kill the enemy. After all, killing one more foreigner would make the human defense line easier.
The tragic phenomenon at the border infected everyone who watched. Some monks were originally more brave, while some people who were greedy for life and feared death seemed to feel less terrible.
More monks began to spontaneously go to Jinglei State, deciding to live and die with the human race. After all, once the second line of defense collapsed, the human race would be equivalent to being wiped out, and all the monks would have no home and could only run away in all directions.
"Pfft..."
The current stalemate has angered the red yaksha, and it continues to go crazy and starts to exert force.
The figure in the river of time was also struggling fiercely. Ye Han's bleeding from his orifices became more serious, his own aura was rapidly becoming chaotic, and the tingling feeling in his mind became stronger and stronger.
But he didn't dare to relax even a little bit. He was afraid that if he relaxed even for a moment, the red yaksha would seize the opportunity to break free. After all, once he relaxed, the pressure on the other three people would increase.
Thunder State Border.
The people who are working hard to consolidate the second line of defense here are also paying close attention to the situation here. When everyone in the Fuyao Sect saw Ye Han's tragic situation, they couldn't bear it and wanted to go to the border together immediately.
Bai Shuang and Yun Xia were also helpless and could only put their inner anger on border issues.
Ye Han had issued a death order before leaving, and no one was allowed to go to the border under any circumstances, because he speculated that the border of Tianxing Prefecture was too long, and the opponent had too many Mahayana realms at the beginning, so it was very likely to collapse.
This is also a possibility deduced. At that time, the academy is likely to give up the two states of Netherworld and Tianxing, and directly use the luck of the two states to refine and block the foreign army, consuming and weakening all power.
That will give Jing Lei State some opportunities. If it still doesn't work in the end, then the entire human race will have to accept its fate.
Now we can only exchange space for time, which is the worst plan everyone has made.
Ye Han turned his attention to Mo Jianyang and felt that the situation was a little bad. After all, the demon clan reinforcements had not yet arrived. Although he did not know why the demon clan reinforcements had sent which Mahayana this time.
But he believes that no matter who it is, the other party will definitely go all out. After all, the borders of the human race collapse, and the monster race will not be much better by then. Being attacked from both sides will become two pressures.
Ye Han was a little worried in his heart, fearing that there would be some other changes, or something that had not been calculated, and he just hoped that the Yasha and the Shura clan would not have any back-ups, otherwise something might happen to the demon clan at this moment.
Fortunately, there is still a slim hope for the human race. There are still three gentlemen in the academy who are still in retreat, trying to attack the Mahayana. There are still three of the twenty people left, which shows that the hope is very great.
Ye Han couldn't help but sigh. Thousands of years ago, the human race was the leader of many races in the spiritual world, but now it has fallen into this state and may be exterminated at any time.
The Shura and Yaksha clans are also risking their lives. Fortunately, the human clan has almost the strength of the whole clan and has many Daoyuan realms, so it can barely support it. The Academy suffered the most heavy casualties this time. In less than a few hours, almost one third of them had been killed.
Normally, the academy only focuses on its own knowledge and does not care about the world. Now when something goes wrong, the first one is to take responsibility for the human race.
As time passed, Ye Wanqing became a little unable to bear it, and her whole mood became chaotic and began to falter. After all, the flow of time is a relatively unnatural method, and it is said to be the method of an immortal.
However, the worst situation has begun to occur. The situation on the entire human border that was relatively stable just now began to collapse. At this moment, many human monks really felt that the end was coming.
Because Mo Jianyang was severely injured at this moment, once the other two Mahayana men freed up their hands, they would be in and out of an uninhabited area, and no one would be able to contain him.
At this moment, Mo Jianyang was attacked by a sneak attack. A large bloody hole appeared on his left shoulder, and a dark sword penetrated directly from behind.
The combination of new injuries and old injuries made Mo Jianyang look extremely embarrassed. His life was approaching the end of his life, but this time he was determined to die, but he had to die well.
Mo Jianyang, who was holding the sword in one hand, looked at the two figures one behind the other and laughed softly. At this moment, he had completely relaxed.
He no longer felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, nor did he have the fierceness just now. Instead, he lowered his head and looked around at the border where he had been guarding for so many years. Every plant and tree here was so familiar to him.
Then he looked at the side guarded by Yunding Immortal Palace. There were the juniors he had taught carefully, most of his essence and blood, and many monks who practiced with him.
Finally, he glanced at the monks who kept falling for the human race, and finally withdrew his gaze.
"I will try my best to drag you with me today."
"The only regret is that I can no longer see the mountains, rivers and trees of the human race, nor can I see the outstanding young people rising up and working hard."
"But I believe that after the human race has experienced darkness, it will still rise."
After saying this, Mo Jianyang, who had a gentle smile on his face, suddenly became ferocious, and rushed towards a figure in front of him, dragging his injuries away.
It was impossible for him to drag two Mahayana men together, so he chose to lean against the one who was closer to him, and then his whole body became as bright as the scorching sun.
At this moment, Mo Jianyang was like a ball of sun, directly exploding his own soul. You must know how powerful a soul in the Mahayana realm is.
When the Shura on the opposite side saw this situation, he immediately began to panic. After all, if this kind of formation was not good, people might really die.
The Shura turned around and wanted to run away, but Mo Jianyang was close to him and he was not willing to let him go easily. He had to drag someone to support him until he died. Anyway, his own value had been maximized. Even if he was alive, he didn't have many years to live.
Yuan.
"boom."
Bai Guang closed his eyes, and after the violent roar, the sound seemed to be inaudible, and the deafening feeling came.
That light shone directly on the entire border. After a long time, when the light dissipated, there was no trace of Mo Jianyang and the Shura.
Even at the last moment, relying on his own protective magic weapons and various means, he still could not avoid Mo Jianyang's self-destruction.
His self-destruction caused a far greater sensation than those of the previous ones, and the effect it brought was also very significant, directly causing the death of a Mahayana player on the other side.
Both the human race and the Shura clan are very shocked and a little tragic at the same time, but the human race is even more miserable. You must know that Huang Quan and the other two Mahayana have disappeared, and the only Mahayana realm of the human race has fallen. The effect is really
It's like the sky is falling.
At this moment, both sides were still in shock, but Ye Han and others reacted immediately, as if they had fallen into an ice valley.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this Tianxing City cannot be defended, and the gap will become wider and wider. The final outcome will be the complete collapse of the entire defense line.
The last thing he wanted to see finally happened. At this moment, Ye Han was thinking about the safety of Huang Quan and why the reinforcements from the demon tribe hadn't come yet.
The Yasha who was originally behind Mo Jianyang was also a little scared. Fortunately, Mo Jianyang did not choose him, otherwise he would probably be seriously injured even if he survived.
Although the Yasha clan and the Shura clan have joined forces, no one wants to see their casualties increase. The loss of a Mahayana warrior will also have a great impact on the status of the entire race.
However, this Yaksha quickly reacted. Now the situation on the field is in their hands, and now they no longer have to wait for a stalemate.
He glanced at the direction where the three Mahayana were entangled, and then at the border defense line. He immediately sneered and rushed directly into the border defense line first.
A dark sword in his hand exudes a fierce aura, and wherever it passes, all life aura is directly harvested.
The most important thing is that when looking at the border formation, the Yaksha's expression began to become ferocious.
