"That army must have survived, otherwise, how would this illusion be preserved? It can't be that the fighting creatures are proclaiming their own strength, right?"

"But I don't think they have any hope of surviving, none of these fighting creatures are to be messed with. Not to mention the middle two, just three of Azazel's level are enough to kill all the people here! And the image of this guy is almost exactly the same as the legendary Iberis image in our sect. ”

"The name Iberis originally comes from the holy texts of Judaism, and with your religion and Judaism, Christ was originally the same qi, and it is normal for the same name to appear on a main vein. According to the research of Prince Zeid of Dubai, it is said that the old guy has looked through countless materials, and finally came to the conclusion that these two things should be the same fighting creature. ”

Although the three of them were not idle, their eyes were staring at the situation on the battlefield without blinking.

They can't figure it out anymore, facing such a mortal situation. What else could the scarred and exhausted ancient warriors do to turn the tide of battle?

The only Sabah-type sacred tree that could restrain Adam's level was only a small sapling less than five meters tall at this time. And Adam on the other side is obviously not restricted at this time, and the spirit of the second is not disordered, and he is the peak in all aspects.

Besides, even if Adam No. 1 and No. 2 don't make a move, the other fighting creatures can easily come to a massacre. On the other hand, on the side of the Terran army, the saying that the wounded soldiers are full is still good, and even the old man who held the sacrificial scepter is now showing despair, it is conceivable that the Terran army has already exhausted its masters, and there is no longer any strength to fight.

Terran armies of other countries?

But when the Zhou Dynasty was awesome, it was the Western Zhou Dynasty, (don't talk about the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, it's very rich.) existed between the 11th century BC and 771 BC.

There was no one else who could have a formed, formidable army at this time except the Assyrian Empire, the Twenty-fifth Dynasty of Egypt, and the Chaldean Empire of Babylon.

Especially during this period of time, those three countries are fighting each other fiercely in order to compete for the supreme power in North Africa and Central Asia, and it is impossible to divide their forces to support!

As for the rest?

They are all small tribes in the desert wasteland, and even a mere 5,000 people can be called a huge army, how much support can they expect to send?

Transfers from within the country?

Don't think about this kind of naïve idea, it can be seen from the performance of this army that this is already the top military force that gathers the best of the best forces in the whole country.

If you are redeployed, how can you suppress the tribes on the border?

I have to say that these ancient warriors are indeed an elite.

Even in the face of such a desperate situation, he still began to assemble silently. The original warriors who were fortunate to be immortal also drove their war horses again and slowly came to the front of the battle.

Under this extremely depressing situation, the originally inspiring and blood-boiling war drums also had a trace of sadness at this time.

At this time, the old man who was originally holding the sacred tree began to wave again, but what came out of the military formation was no longer a strong warrior, but six middle-aged people who were very similar to his clothes.

"What are you going to do here? These six people don't look like masters, they look like sacrifices. That old man can't be a witchcraftman, is he?" Rahman whispered.

"Bullshit sorcery, even if it is painted with various runes to form a protective wall, can be easily broken by those fighting creatures. How do I feel like I'm going to perform a blood sacrifice again? And the highest blood sacrifice!

This old man, and the six middle-aged people in the same costume? Couldn't they be the big and small uncles in the Zhou royal family? These people are all relatives of the Zhou royal family, and even Zhou Tianzi's uncles and brothers. In this case, the person beating the drum is really Zhou Tianzi?" Xing Jie frowned, and he was extremely puzzled in his heart.

He couldn't figure out what the use of using the lives of the six junior sect masters to perform the last blood sacrifice at this time was at this time?

Even if this last blood sacrifice could bring the sacred tree to maturity, it would only be able to hold back an Adam.

But what about the rest of the battle creatures?

Fight hard with a battalion full of wounded soldiers?

But in all the records, there is no Zhou Tianzi who died violently outside.

The old man was not a ruthless man, but at this time, it seemed that he had no other way. On the one hand, he burst into tears, and on the other hand, he used a snow-white short blade to mercilessly slash the necks of the six little sect uncles.

Blood sprayed like a fountain on the trunk of the sacred tree.

When the blood dried up, this great uncle directly reversed the handle of the knife, slipped his throat, and killed himself under the holy tree!

After watering with the seven lives of the Great and Small Zongbo, the sacred tree began to grow wildly, and in a short period of time, it directly jumped to a height of about twenty meters.

But even so, compared to the mature body that was one or two hundred meters tall in the D2 desert at the beginning, it was still so weak.

At this time, the cannon fodder Nomo and Kochi on the lake began to move slowly, and gradually, the speed of movement became faster and faster, and when the distance was widened, the speed of all the combat creatures also increased.

At this time, the person who was still beating the drum was already crazy, wielding a huge drumstick in his hand, and every time the drumstick smashed into the drum surface, the shock caused by it could make it spurt blood, and at this time, the drum surface was already soaked in blood!

The soldiers below plucked up their courage and put up their weapons, hoping to do their best to kill these cannon fodder in the initial contact battle, hoping to make the people behind a little easier.

But even so, how easy is it to get there?

After all, the cannon fodder who started to attack was those super masters at the level of the duck king!

In the distance, the sky was already lit up.

However, the dark clouds in the sky made Xing Jie, who had been watching the battle all night, realize that they were facing a rare thing. That is, in this desert, which is known as the hottest desert in the world, there are dark clouds all over the place, and it is about to usher in a rare situation in a century.

Is this a decisive battle in the rain?

However, the imaginary rainstorm did not appear, and the rapidly accumulating dark clouds caused the sky to return to a state of darkness. Then there was an apocalyptic super thunderstorm that shocked everyone, all the fighting creatures.

The golden snake danced wildly, and the lightning thundered.

Suddenly, the wind blew around, and even the dark clouds in the sky were churning.

Before they could say anything, they were tightly tied to the tree by Xing Jie with a rope.

"This is a super-large thunderstorm tornado! It's definitely stronger than that peerless thunderstorm in Kansas! I can only help you with this step, if you don't subconsciously understand that we are just in an illusion, then you can only wait for death! Here we will definitely not be able to avoid a super thunderstorm tornado with a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour!" Xing Jie stared at Biao Zi and Rahman desperately, and shouted loudly.

Xing Jie is fine, Biaozi and Rahman can survive as long as they can break free from the illusion at this time.

But it's hard to say about the fighting creatures and the Terran army.

Could it be that it was because such a super thunderstorm killed all the fighting creatures in one fell swoop?

That's impossible!

Since Zhou Tianzi can survive, there is no possibility that the duck kings, Azazle, and Adam, who are much stronger than him, will not survive. Especially Adam, as long as one survives, the Terrans will be easily slaughtered!

Also, how did the lake disappear and be clean?

How was this record recorded?

Xing Jie didn't have time to think so much, at this time, the entire Dayue Clan's ancestral land had already fallen into the thunder and lightning hell!

Nature brings its horrors to the fullest at this time.

Countless golden, purple thunderbolts formed a cage. And in this cage, all life is equal, that is, as long as it is swept away by this thunder and lightning, it is a death!

And it's still a dead piece!