On the great battlefield, the meat grinder of war turns with unsympathetic indifference, a miserable howl and countless fresh lives.
Blue blood spilled all over the battlefield, adding a touch of eerie color to it.
Looking at the battlefield like a sea of corpses, the leader of the Xiya Dynasty and the city lord of Xihai City, Xili's face was a little pale, although he tried his best to hide it, but the constantly trembling weapon revealed the horror in his heart.
Looking at an army somewhere in the battlefield, it was his own personal soldier that he had worked hard for decades to build, but his only army, after the two "old men" of the Western Emperor and the Western Emperor came, had to honestly dedicate themselves and became a glorious vanguard for the great dynasty The original 30,000 pro-soldiers, but now they raised their eyes to look at their own pro-soldiers, and Xili beat his chest in pain, 30,000, damn, now there are less than 3,000 left When Xili was beating his feet and pounding his chest, he was annoyed, and a small blue conch around his neck suddenly let out a low whining sound Hearing the sound of the conch, Ciri was stunned, and then quickly reflected, this is the temporary retirement order of the two "old men" above, his arms danced sharply, and he shouted to the herald beside him: "Blow the trumpet, retreat." ” "Woohoo" The low sound of the horn resounded loudly on this battlefield, and with the gradual cessation of the horn, all the soldiers of the Xiya Dynasty were quietly relieved, and the tide seemed to retreat backwards, and when they retreated, countless soldiers did not forget to cast a stunning look at the beautiful shadow standing proudly on the fortress wall Looking coldly at the retreating Diya army, Jing'er's slender little hand waved gently.
He shouted lightly: "Clear the city walls, closely monitor the every move of the Xiya army, and prepare war consumables." ” Under the calm command of the Valkyrie Jing'er, the Beihai Dynasty was methodically preparing everything for another battle.
The originally noisy battlefield slowly began to fall into an eerie silence, and countless armies on both sides were separated by a long distance, glaring at each other with hatred.
Countless eyes moved, and finally their eyes stayed on one or two places above the void, there.
It is the key place that finally determines the outcome of the war Looking at the spatial ripples in the void that swept away like water waves, Jing'er Dai's eyebrows were lightly locked, and her slender hands full of sweat were already unconsciously clenched.
The space debris on the void that was constantly cracking and healing made Jing'er, who was extremely confident, feel a faint sense of powerlessness in his heart.
The destructive power of the Saint-Rank powerhouse is so great that it can even save the crucial victory or defeat of the entire huge battlefield with its own strength A bitter smile overflowed from the corner of the "Holy Order" mouth, and Jing'er sighed lightly and shook her head, "This is a level weapon that shouldn't appear on the battlefield."
"Those two Supremes don't know what to do, they have disappeared for hundreds of years without the deterrence of the Supreme, those Saint-level powerhouses with bad intentions are always unwilling to cultivate silently, and they want to come out and jump around, it's really annoying."
A low voice of scolding.
Coming from behind.
"Second brother, can't you be careful when you speak" Turning around, looking at the blood covered in Bodi, Jing'er said helplessly.
"I'm afraid of it, I don't know if those two are still alive, what's so scary."
Bodi took the brocade from the sergeant next to him and rubbed it on his face.
Grunted dissatisfied.
Giving him a white look, Jing'er waved his little hand lightly, and the clear water appeared in front of him lightly, and the water rolled up on Bodi's body, washing away all the blood stains on his body, and after doing all this, Jing'er shook his head lightly, didn't speak, turned around, and stayed on the two places above the void where the space collapsed the fastest.
"Hey, hey.
Don't worry, Grandpa Tai and Mr.
Liu Feng will definitely win the land.
Bodi, who was slightly warmed by Jing'er's considerate actions, stepped forward and comforted with a smile, although it was comfort, but his constantly drifting gaze revealed the anxiety in his heart.
"Hope, the hope of the Beihai Dynasty is on them."
Jing'er took a deep breath and suppressed the irritability.
Gradually, he regained his composure The battle above the Void continued, though no one could be seen below.
However, the collapsed space could be seen clearly, and his gaze moved closely to the most intense part of the collapse of the space.
"Bang."
A low, muffled sound sounded in the void, and with the sound, a black shadow fell from the void in a hurry smashed into the battlefield, bringing up a burst of yellow dust "Wow" Seeing the black shadow being shot down, countless sergeants gasped and raised their necks to the longest one by one, wanting to see as quickly as possible which side of the Holy Rank was hit so hard first Just when everyone was looking forward to it, a white shirt faintly appeared in the sky above the place where the black shadow fell, and his indifferent gaze gently swept in the yellow dust "It's Mr.
Liu Feng" Looking at the familiar thin body, Jing'er was overjoyed, and her beautiful eyes stared at the white shirt without blinking.
As if sensing her gaze, Bai Ying turned his head slightly, looked at the city wall, and smiled slightly.
"Oh, Lord Liu Feng" "The Beihai Dynasty will win" The cheers resounded in the Beihai fortress, and the Dao Dao was so hot that it was almost crazy to stare at the faint white shirt in the void.
Compared with the cheers of the Beihai Dynasty, in Xihai City, it was lonely, and countless soldiers looked at each other, and from the eyes of their companions, they saw an unbelievable disbelief that the one who was shot down would be His Majesty the Western Emperor, the undefeated god of war in the dynasty On the battlefield, the yellow dust gradually dissipated, and an embarrassed figure appeared in the sight of countless people, it was Liu Feng's opponent, the Western Emperor Looking at the young man in the void with resentment, the Western Emperor couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth again, spilling on the yellow earth in front of him, adding a bright dark blue color to it Feeling the numb and weak arm caused by the collision of power, the West Emperor's heart churned in horror The sudden surge of power on the strange weapon just now, so that he didn't have time to defend at all, and he was directly slashed off by the weapon and touched the waist of the severe pain, and the West Emperor was a little afraid in his heart, if he didn't have the only one in the royal family to unload the strength of the sea silkworm gold armor, the sword just now, I am afraid that he would have to be cut directly in half "What kind of clan are you, I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have never heard anyone say that among the strong people of the Sea Clan, there are people who have such a strange fighting spirit, or, you are not a member of my Sea Clan at all" The Western Emperor glanced at Liu Feng's body suspiciously, squinted slightly, and said coldly.
Putting the "Lock Dragon" on his shoulder, Liu Feng glanced at the suspicious Xihuang, a touch of coldness flashed in his dark pupils, and he smiled: "You have too much nonsense, I said, I will make you the second Saint-rank powerhouse to fall in my hands." ” The West Emperor snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to say anything like you are too arrogant, after the confrontation just now, he knew that if he didn't have a life-saving trick, he was really likely to be cut down by him, but, it was a pity that the body suddenly trembled violently, and the huge dark blue fighting qi turned into a huge dark blue in the roar of the West Emperor, and the already relatively tall body soared three feet, becoming like a giant, and the power was terrifying After the transformation, the head that was originally a human gradually transformed into a hideous shark head, with sharp white teeth, flashing with cold light, and those slender eyes, bursting with a terrifying chill With a slight flip of the palm, two slender black spikes similar to sharp diamonds flashed in the palm of the hand, and on the pitch-black spikes, there were faint gold veins entangled, like golden snakes intertwined with an inexplicable mysterious pattern "Boy, you can force me to change into the fighting form of my own clan, which is enough to make you proud."
Feeling the pleasure brought by the powerful power in his body, the Western Emperor was so comfortable that he looked up to the sky and roared, and shouted coldly at the white shirt in the void.
"Shark" Liu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head, and chuckled: "It's really ugly enough." ” "Boy, I will tear off all the flesh on your body one by one, and when the time comes, see if your mouth is still so sharp" Xihuang tightened the pitch-black spikes in his hand and said fiercely.
"Very thoughtful, very desired, but very idiotic" Liu Feng had a kind smile on his face, but the words he spit out were extremely scathing The ugly shark head of the Western Emperor was covered with iron blue, and on the pitch-black spikes, the dark blue fighting spirit surged out, and the toes stomped on the ground, accompanied by the sound of the ground sinking, a deep pit appeared on the wide battlefield, bringing up dust from the sky With the help of Huang Chen's cover, the Western Emperor instantly appeared in the void, and his fighting spirit surged out, facing the white-shirted young man who was smiling: