In this scene, Xu Qing was breathing rapidly, and in such a short period of time, the number of deaths on the battlefield on both sides was shocking.
Especially there were many human race cultivators, their deaths were full of weirdness, obviously the surrounding enemies were still far away, but in the next moment, that area seemed to be swept away by an invisible blade, and they all died.
And after death, he was alienated and became a strange beast without reason.
Roars, screams, self-destructs, and roars of rage, accompanied by the huge roar of the magic weapon running, filled Xu Qing's ears.
Overall, the human race in Fenghai County lacked the strength to counterattack and could only be on the defensive.
"Fenghai County originally had thirteen states, but because the three states were lost in the early stage, Qu Zhao and Ying Huang could not participate in the war, so there were only eight states left before.
Xu Qing suppressed the waves in his heart due to the tragedy of the battlefield, and quickly analyzed and checked.
"There is no unified arrangement for compulsory planning, after all, this is not an ordinary battle, and each state has its own characteristics, which is not easy to break by force."
"So each of these eight legions has its own complete system, including supplies, magic weapons, coordination, etc."
"The power of the thorn is maintained by the Third Legion."
"And the county as a whole is involved in the county as a whole, the hundreds of returning ruins there are drawn from various legions, and they are only part of the sealed sea county returning ruins."
"Among them, the ones directly under the Sword Palace are the war puppets, the Dao Bell of the Sky, and the Imperial Sword of the Sword Bearer!"
Xu Qing took a deep breath and looked in both directions, he noticed that the people who participated in the war in Qu Zhao Prefecture and Ying Huang Prefecture were not here, and the number of legions here seemed to be missing.
This made Xu Qing think of the sand table he saw in the palace lord's tent.
"The defense line is very long, and the front line is divided into multiple theaters, so Quzhaozhou and Yinghuangzhou, as well as the strength of the other two states, have been arranged in other western defense lines. And this is the core theater where the headquarters is located!"
"The palace lord established the headquarters here, is he using himself as bait? I want to contain the main force of the Shenglan clan......"
"Maybe there are other arrangements." Xu Qing lacked relevant information and did not particularly understand the layout planning.
This did not affect his familiarity with the battlefield.
After dividing the battlefield into war zones in his heart, Xu Qing divided the majestic area he was in into hundreds of parts.
This division method is convenient for him to understand the battlefield faster.
"Fenghai County belongs to the Western District, and the Shenglan tribe belongs to the Eastern District."
"At this moment, West 1, West 3, West 4 and West 8 are on standby near the edge of the golden net, ready to replace the army fighting in East 5th, East 7th, and East 11th districts."
"West 2nd and West 5 are activating war puppets, and there are three areas that are responding."
"And in the eastern part where the Shenglan tribe is located, dozens of districts such as three, six, fourteen, and seventeen are also changing their formations. In this way, the East Second District will be highlighted......"
"No, the Shenglan clan formation arrows, Dong Er is the arrow blade."
Xu Qing looked at the audience, and after making a quick judgment in his heart, he looked at the East Second District on the battlefield outside the golden net.
After the formation of the Shenglan clan changed, there were tens of thousands of severed hands activated by the earth.
Each of them grabbed the huge iron chain, and rushed out at this moment, and while the iron chain was being pulled together, there was a huge roar from the sky, and the vortex was torn even bigger.
More black snow, catharsis from there, like an avalanche, went straight to the battlefield.
When Xu Qing's face changed, in the sky of the Fenghai County defense line, the huge imperial sword floating there suddenly shone, as if it was this moment that he was waiting for.
A large amount of sword light roared out from within, turning into a sea of swords, and went straight to the whirlpool of the sky.
As the moment approached, it exploded with a bang, causing a painful roar to come from inside the vortex as it rotated.
And the large amount of black snow that poured out was also under this sea of swords, rolling up one after another.
At the same time, the Fenghai County army was at the highest point in the sky, floating there surrounded by a large number of bronze coffins
A vast and majestic bell rang out.
Through the ancients, through the years, and with a momentum of smashing together, it spread all over the world.
The bell echoed seven times, each time it fell, it distorted the battlefield, and the bodies of countless Saint Lan clan cultivators directly collapsed, and at the same time, they also revealed figures that were originally illusory on the battlefield.
Those illusory shadows were not the appearance of the Holy Lan Clan, they looked like mantises, each of them was dozens of feet high, and their bodies exuded a special heterogeneity, and while invading the place where they were located, they were also attacking the human race army.
Xu Qing knew that they were the reapers formed by the Black Sky Clan's diamond-shaped magic weapon.
And their special state cannot be perceived, so it is extremely difficult to deal with, and they rely on the forbidden power mark of the golden net on weekdays.
But at this moment, under this bell, while everything was suppressed, their figures were also revealed.
In the next moment, the human race war puppet that had been on standby for a long time rushed out in an instant.
Tens of thousands of puppets, turning into tens of thousands of giants, entered the battlefield and went straight to those reapers.
War is a game.
Simple defense will always become a counterattack, and the method is not only a single method.
The whole seems complicated, but it is actually very simple, but every step of the operation of the grinding wheel of war is too high.
Rightly or wrongly, it requires flesh and blood.
Because what is rolled out of this mill disc, except for the roar, is death, and as for victory or defeat, it is only an appendage.
Xu Qing was silent, looking at the battlefield from a distance.
The sky on the battlefield has no obvious change in the sky, and everything you can see is dark.
This is true even during the day, and even more so at night.
Sound, blood, and heterogeneity are the main themes here, and no one knows how long this cruel cannibalism will last.
This kind of endless battle, after repeating itself, can imagine how much oppression it will bring to people.
Under such depression, what kind of despair will arise.
Xu Qing silently retracted his gaze, he had almost seen the macro battlefield, and the fighting was still going on at the moment, and the various methods of both sides were constantly unfolding on this flesh and blood grinding plate.
Death is already the norm.
Being alive is a miracle.
But at least until now, Xu Qing hasn't seen too many deserters retreating.
"There is no way to retreat."
Xu Qing muttered, standing on the abandoned puppet mountain, he looked back at Fenghai County, even if he had experienced countless hardships alone since he was a child, he had concerns all the way to today, let alone others.
And concern is what a complete person should have.
After a long time, Xu Qing retracted his gaze towards Feng Haijun, shook his head and looked at the diamond-shaped magic weapons that were constantly emitting distorted power from the sky.
"On these magic weapons, there is a faint power of the red moon."
This was Xu Qing's perception after observing from a distance, and at the same time, the black snow that permeated the battlefield also gave him a similar feeling.
It's just that the distance is a bit far, so the feeling is not very clear.
So Xu Qing pondered and shook his body, leaving the abandoned puppet mountain and going to the battlefield.
When passing by the place where the numb-looking old man was sitting, the old man looked at Xu Qing and shouted.
"Come back alive!"
The voice is hoarse and unclear.
Xu Qing paused, vaguely heard the other party's shout, and looked at the old man.
He didn't know each other, and neither side had any words after coming here, and now this is the first sentence.
The old man didn't speak again, looking at the battlefield with a sad expression.
Xu Qing was silent, nodded, and turned into a long rainbow rushing forward with a large golden net.
He wanted to go to the battlefield to feel the power of the black snow and the diamond-shaped magic weapon from the sky, if these two types of beings were really driven by the power of the red moon, Xu Qing felt that he might be of greater help to this war.
So he unfolded at full speed, penetrated the golden net in an instant, and stepped on the blood
The earth is made of the accumulation of meat.
The smell of blood that was stronger than in the big net and the waves of wet wind formed by the blood spraying came to Xu Qing's face without any obstruction and landed on Xu Qing's face.
It was damp and smelly.
Even those who are killing on weekdays will feel nauseous and uncomfortable when they smell this smell at first time.
Because the number of deaths is so great that there is an extreme desperate emotion here.
Under the influence of this emotion, people's eyes will instinctively turn red, whether it is frightened or irritated, the red of the eyes remains unchanged, especially when these two moods fluctuate intertwined.
After walking into the battlefield, it was different from what I saw from a distance.
The impact of vision, the explosion of hearing, and the sense of smell are all more intuitive.
The painful face, the cruel ferocity, the pursuit and retreat, the madness and the dazedness, everything seemed to have a painter in the sky, outlining these and showing them in great detail in front of Xu Qing's eyes.
Even unknowingly, the other party hooked him into the painting, becoming an insignificant point in this war picture.
And next to this point, a figure of the Holy Lan tribe was approaching with ferocity and cruelty, and grabbed Xu Qing's head.
Heixue formed a magic weapon like a ghost claw and burst out with good power, but at the moment when the cruel smile of the monk of the Holy Lan clan appeared, Xu Qing in front of him disappeared.
In the next moment, a black dagger cut open his neck.
While the blood was spilling, in the flight of the head, this monk of the Holy Lan clan saw a figure standing next to a headless corpse.
Xu Qing licked away the blood that splashed at the corners of his mouth, and the salty and astringent taste made his red eyes stained by the war exude the evil energy hidden in his body.
Xu Qing didn't waste time, his body rushed out in an instant, and the power of the drug prohibition spread, shrouding his body.
Wherever he passed, whenever he approached, all the Saint Lan clan would tremble, and his inaudible screams would come from under his armor, and his body would rot.
Xu Qing was not worried about accidental injury, because the number of Shenglan tribes on this battlefield was significantly larger, and his poison was surrounded by the surface of his body, and he sent and received it to a certain extent, so the possibility of poison injury was unlikely.
So in this journey, he began to observe the ubiquitous black snowflakes on the battlefield up close, allowing them to fall on his body, and carefully appreciate the power of the red moon contained in them.
But as he investigated, the snowflakes that fell on him emitted unstable fluctuations, and the interior suddenly collapsed and collapsed on its own.
"Yes and no......" Xu Qing was vigilant and groaned in his heart.
There was indeed a trace of red moon power in these snowflakes, but the content was too small and too little, insignificant.
It was more of a certain chaotic force that influenced its power, although Xu Qing could influence it, but it was not much, and even a little carelessness would collapse.
If you want to really control it, you need to observe and experiment more.
As for the poison contained in it, it was nothing in front of Xu Qing's own poison.
However, after these black snows were transformed into techniques, they were very powerful, especially when a large number of snowflakes were combined, which was even more amazing.
"Inside is more of a chaotic force full of malice and extremely unstable, pulling these snowflakes to merge with each other......"
Xu Qing thought about it, tried to collect some, and then left the place and went to other areas.
He wanted to feel the diamond-shaped magic weapon of the sky curtain to see if it was also like Heixue.
But the opponent was above the sky, the target was too big, and his own danger level was extremely high.
So Xu Qing set his sights on the reapers it formed.
At this moment, in a flash, he rushed towards the Reaper who was fighting with a war puppet of Sea Sea County in the distance.
As for the heterogeneity on the battlefield, Xu Qing also observed it.
"This is an active heterogeneity, not emitted from the forbidden land, but created by people!"
Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, his shadows spread out, and he frantically absorbed the alien substances from all directions.
For shadows, it is clear that active heterogeneity is more suitable for growth.
At the same time, the Vajra Sect Ancestor also flew out, surrounding Xu Qing to protect him.
As they move forward, the killing continues.
There were too many Saint Lan clans on the battlefield, Xu Qing shuttled through the rapid shuttle, blood gradually invaded his Taoist robe, and more flowed down his face and hands to the ground.
Time passed slowly, and wherever Xu Qing passed, corpses fell.
He was very cautious, even if his eyes were red, he was still calm in his heart and never stayed in one position too much, but whenever he noticed the appearance of a spiritual treasure, he would avoid it as soon as possible.
In this way, soon after, Xu Qing finally approached the place where a war puppet and the Reaper were fighting.
And being on the battlefield for a long time, Xu Qing also felt the difficulties of the human race monks.
Because here, the deafening roar was much stronger than in the golden net, and in this continuous reverberation, all the mournful sounds were slowly drowned out.
After a long time, both sides of the war instinctively became deaf without hearing.
I can't hear the screams of others, nor can I hear my own wailing.
After a person loses his hearing, there will be two overlapping cognitive contradictions in his perception, on the one hand, the battlefield he sees is infinitely large and extremely tragic.
On the other hand, in your own perception, it seems to be infinitely small, because you can't hear anyone's voice.
This state will make people focus more on killing, but it will also put people's minds on the verge of collapse.
Xu Qing has seen a lot of such people along the way, especially corpses, some of which are at the moment of death, instinctively holding their ears, not wanting to listen to this endless roar.
This is true for the human race, and the same is true for the Shenglan race.
At this moment, at Xu Qing's feet, there was such a corpse.
After taking a look, he silently retracted his gaze and stared at the fighting Reaper and the war puppet, their battle had come to an end, and the war puppet had the upper hand.
Both sides were dozens of feet high, the puppets of Fenghai County were humanoid, and the reapers were like mantises, and they were extremely ferocious, and each bombardment either flew blood and flesh or the puppet collapsed into a large number of pieces.
The scope of the impact was not small, and the combat power displayed had surpassed Yuan Ying and reached the level of spiritual storage.
Looking at the battlefield, between tens of thousands of war puppets and those reapers, half and half were killed and wounded.
Soon, this battle that had been going on for a long time before was over, and the war puppet of Fenghai County finally blasted the Reaper away, and after it was torn apart, it itself did not pause and left quickly.
Xu Qing immediately stepped forward and came to a piece of reaper flesh and blood, sensing the remaining aura inside, and soon he realized that it did contain the power of the red moon, and it was obviously thicker than black snow.
Xu Qing's eyes froze, and he was about to perceive it carefully, but at this moment, a drastic change broke out in the war!
The palace master's voice, with unprecedented solemnity, echoed on the battlefield.
"The legions of Fenghai County, return immediately!!"
Almost the moment the palace master's words came out, the sky changed color, and the shocking loud noise that surpassed the operation of the war magic weapon came from the whirlpool of the sky.
This sound was too loud and suppressed everything, making the monks on both sides of the battlefield seem to have regained their hearing.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
A majestic sound like a heartbeat came from within the huge vortex of the sky, and while resounding through the heavens and the earth, a huge eye was directly revealed from the vortex.
These eyes were grayish-white, lifeless, and permeated with death, and at the moment of appearance, a thick aura of death spread from within, enveloping the battlefield.
In the next instant, this huge eye rushed outward, and suddenly the already large sky vortex was directly stretched open, and a red head flew out from within!
It was not a human head, but a red bird's head!
There is only a head, no body.
There was a neat incision on the neck of this bird's head, as if it had been cut off directly from the neck with a sharp blade.
And this bird's head is too big, and Qingqin's body is far from it, like a child
The same as adults.
It appeared on the battlefield, occupying most of the sky, and inside the eyes of death, there was a huge throne!
Above, there is a person sitting.
This person was wearing a nose robe and an imperial crown, and his face was covered by a beaded curtain, and he couldn't see clearly, but there was a frosty and earth-shaking coercion, which swept from his body like a storm.
And that terrifying bird's head, when you look at it at this moment, is just his chariot.
The monks of the Shenglan clan on the battlefield looked at this scene one by one, excited, and bowed down towards the sky.
"Huang!"
"Emperor!!"
Looking around, countless Saint Lan clans on the battlefield were all kneeling down, their expressions showing fanaticism.
At the same time, on the fourth line of defense, the palace lord's huge illusory body tens of thousands of feet tall came out of thin air, stepping on the earth, the sky above his head, exuding a terrifying evil aura all over his body, changing the color of the surrounding sky.
The sword path bell floated on the left side, and bursts of ancient bells rang out, and the Wanzhang Emperor Sword transformed into the right side, emitting earth-shattering murderous intent.
It even rotated with a void move behind him, forming a huge eye, looking at the arriving emperor.
"Red spirit old ghost."
comer. It was the emperor of the Red Spirit Dynasty among the four major dynasties of the Shenglan Clan!
On the battlefield with clear distinctions, there was a confrontation with the figures of the Red Spirit Emperor and the lord of the Sword Holding Palace.
From a distance, the cutting feeling of the golden mesh is clearer.
Outside the golden net, the stars are mighty and the soul is shrouded in the world.
Inside the golden net, evil spirits rose, and domineering shook the sky.
The coercion from these two huge figures filled the entire battlefield and spread to the land of a state, causing countless lives in Linlan Prefecture to tremble at this moment, and trembling came from the depths of their souls.
It was really too strong between the Red Spirit Emperor and the Sword Holding Palace Official, and the contact of their eyes and the confrontation of their breaths were enough to shake the earth.
Even if you look closely, you can see the nothingness between the two sides, and at this moment, countless small world shadows appeared.
It was like a vision of heaven and earth.
These small worlds from their respective countries were collapsing in the sky, countless illusory figures flying out from within, fighting and thrilling, and at a time when they were thrilling, there were small worlds collapsing at all times.
But more small worlds continued to form, and it was obvious that many small worlds on both sides, under the roar of each other, were rapidly approaching the level of unity.
The aura of the two of them was rapidly rising in this process, although they finally completed the unification and formed an illusory big world, which was originally the scope of their cultivation.
And being able to achieve this step and achieve the illusory world represents the fourth level of returning to the void.
If you can lift the illusory world high after returning to oneness, turn it into reality, carry it on your body, and then fuse your own soul to completely light it up and turn it into a realm, then it is the true one realm of God!
Obviously, neither the Red Spirit Emperor nor the palace master had reached this level yet, after all, between the fourth order of returning to the void and the first realm of the gods, there was a huge ravine like a fracture, and there was no one left!
Even so, at the level of the fourth level of returning to the void, it also belongs to the overlord.
At this moment, under the collision of their respective worlds, the sky shattered, the black clouds collapsed, and the lightning turned into scattered starlight.
On the earth, only those who have cultivated to the power of both sides of the spiritual storage dare to look up at this moment, below the spiritual collection, no one dares to look at the sky.
Occasionally, there were some bold monks on both sides who did not retract their gaze in time, but directly after seeing it, their eyes bulged and burst, their bodies trembled and flesh and blood were like lakes, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.
Xu Ken just took a look, and his mind set off a big wave, the waves continued, the soul seemed to be torn apart, and there were bursts of severe pain, but the physical eye was slightly better.
Xu Qing took a deep breath, he understood the reason for all this, his body was tougher than his soul.
So he took out the cyan crystal given by the captain, and while absorbing it, he quickly retreated towards the golden net with the surrounding Terran legions.
The roar echoing from heaven and earth surpassed all the magic weapons of war on the battlefield at this moment, and it was deafening.
And holy
With the order of the commander of the army, the army of the Holy Lan tribe was soon like a tide, and launched a charge towards the Human Legion of Fenghai County.
The sky and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged, and the cold voice of the Red Spirit Emperor came from the sky as the human race continued to retreat.
"Kong Liangxiu, if it weren't for the blessing of Fenghai County's luck to help you gather the big world, you would not be my opponent."
"You are one of the four emperors of the Holy Lan Clan, but you do not have the blessing of the Shenglan Domain's luck, what is the reason, you don't know it?"
The palace master spoke calmly.