And what makes Jin Phoenix even more depressed is that just like the Guan family and the Ye family army at the beginning, the Guizhen Pavilion also sent undercover agents to the Monarch Pavilion, and in the battle of the Guizhen Pavilion against the Monarch Pavilion, he had already issued a code many times, ordering the lurkers to react and counterattack, but no one reacted, and even a few undercover agents that the Golden Phoenix himself knew, not only did not fight back, but sacrificed their lives to fight against the Monarch Pavilion for the Monarch Pavilion How can even the undercover agent, his own undercover agent become like this It's so strange that something like this happens Even if you want to carry out your undercover career to the end, but you have put your life on the line, how can you go undercover Then, the only explanation is that these undercover agents are no longer undercover agents, but fake surrenders have become real surrenders Although he was full of puzzlement, the Golden Phoenix understood one thing, that is: the power of the Monarch Pavilion must not continue to exist Such a force, such a strength, such a spirit, such a unity, such loyalty, such a cohesion, once there is a little more respite, then, it will inevitably detonate even more terrible changes, even if it is as powerful as the True Pavilion, it may not be the opponent of the Monarch Pavilion It's a problem for the henchmen It must be eliminated as soon as possible, and the other side must not be given any breathing room "All the staff rest for half a day" Although the golden phoenix was unwilling, he could only order: "Everyone try to recover their own combat strength, and later all the actions will completely destroy the manpower of the Monarch Pavilion" "Half a day is simply not enough."
The Soul Dream Tiger's slow voice said: "Everyone has now reached the point of exhaustion, and it will take at least one night for the reinforcements of this pavilion to arrive here; If it is forcibly attacked after half a day, it may be possible to destroy the Monarch Pavilion, but the 20,000 brothers who can still fight here now, and the number of those who will survive in the end at that time will definitely not exceed 500, which is for this Pavilion.
The price is too high, the loss is too heavy, and the gains outweigh the losses."
The golden phoenix gritted its teeth, and a terrifying cold light shot out of the phoenix's eyes, and said, "Tiger, don't you know the truth of long nights and dreams?"
"Even if you have a lot of dreams at night, you can't do that."
The Tiger of the Soul Dream smiled bitterly: "If you really want to fight, I can guarantee that you are safe, but you and Hong'er are certain to die."
There are still the only three remaining three of the Eight Heavenly Kings, and the only one left of the Four Great King Kongs, nine out of nine will be put in, how can they be spared" "It's okay for others, but what if something happens to the few of you together, you are all cultivated by the son, and the henchmen of the beginning, this is not a loss that the son is happy to see."
The Tiger of the Dream stopped talking.
The look in Golden Phoenix's eyes was stunned for a moment, and he didn't speak again.
After a long time, he sighed deeply.
Turning clouds and rain.
"Smack" Bai Gongzi slapped the table with a big abnormality, and said gloomily and angrily: "What the hell is going on with this Ye Xiao, I expect him so much, and I regard him as a fierce rival in life, how could I make this battle what it is now?"
Bai Gongzi frowned: "With the current combat power of the Monarch Pavilion, and so many elixirs, how can the battle situation be brought to this point, even if it is afraid that there may be additional help to intervene on the side of the Guizhen Pavilion, more means to weaken the enemy should be arranged, how to use such a completely hard-fought frontal approach, there is no targeted strategy at all, except for some means in each hall, how can he make such an unwise strategy" Wan'er was silent on the side, and said for a long time: "Maybe it's not Ye Xiao who is directing the battle situation at the moment."
Xiu'er said: "Yes, I also feel this way, in this battle, I can't see the shadow of the laughing monarch who fought with his son in the Cold Sun Continent. ” Bai Gongzi frowned and said: "The current situation and the truth are true, but such an important battle is almost a fateful battle, Ye Xiao has no reason not to personally command, and it has already reached the point of erosion of the battle situation, and he actually didn't stop it and made at least targeted arrangements."
Wan'er Xiu'er was dumbfounded at the same time, unable to answer.
Yes, this is the most fatal and deadly problem at the same time.
Even if Ye Xiao was not in command at the beginning of this battle, but it has reached the point where it is now, Ye Xiao will not come forward to sit back and watch the complete defeat of his subordinates, which is obviously unreasonable, and even before that, as early as two months ago, Ye Xiao should have appeared, and the battle situation would not be bad at all But now the war situation has just developed and deteriorated Rao is Bai Gongzi's wisdom is like the sea, and his self-confidence is exhaustive, but at this moment, he is also puzzled by this completely abnormal phenomenon I know that there must be a problem here, but what is the problem?
"Could it be that Ye Xiao is dead" Bai Gongzi muttered.
Wan'er Xiu'er glanced at each other and was shocked.
Childe's conjecture is too bold and very human, but it seems to fit quite the atmosphere of the environment at that time, but if Ye Xiao is really dead, no matter how loyal the Monarch Pavilion is to Ye Xiao, it is still inevitable that the army will be discouraged, after all, loyalty to a dead man is a too expensive payment, and the people in the Monarch Pavilion will really be like this But if that's not the reason, what other reason is there?
The morning breeze was mighty, and it suddenly blew away the blood mist in the sky.
After a night's rest, both sides have more or less recovered some combat strength, no matter how heavy the injuries are, the main combat power of both sides is cultivators at the level above the Saint Yuan Realm, and their self-recovery ability is far better than that of ordinary cultivators, as the mountain wind blows away the morning mist on the top of the mountain, one by one tall figures, with blood stains that have dried up and down their bodies, struggling to stand up.
One by one, their eyes were looking beyond the boundless sea, in the direction of the chaotic city.
The gaze is clear.
It seemed expressionless, but everyone was looking in that direction.
Your Majesty Or after today, I will never be able to fight with you again Qiuluo stood up from the grass, stretched out his hand, and a handful of dew had already gathered in his hand, took a few sips, and then washed his face again.
When he was washing his face, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and almost lost his footing and fell to the ground.
He muttered: "After today's war, I'm going to look for my daughter-in-law, so I'd better wash my face clean, lest she won't recognize me by then."
In the air, a silent rhythm is spreading wantonly, but there is a deathly silence all around.
After a long time, the Poison King suddenly stopped summoning and smiled bitterly: "Thousands of miles away, there is not even a single poisonous insect left" sighed and began to operate his own poisonous power. aa2705221: