The battle continued, but the mysterious thorn did not reappear, I don't know if it was brewing or accumulating strength.

Lei Nineteen had already led people to attack from the mountain behind the Blood Knife Gate and made contact with the corpses.

At this time, Yang Xuan appeared in a corner of the corpse group.

His skin was dry and his movements were slow, and the clothes of the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect who had been ripped from the dead man looked extremely dirty.

At this time, he has changed into a zombie.

Under the continuous operation of the wood aura, the power of death spread all over his body, and a corrupt and dark aura emanated from his body, making him look no different from other zombies.

Looking at the zombies around him who were constantly engaged in peripheral battles, Yang Xuan looked up at the sky again.

Above the sky, there was a faint layer of black qi, blocking all attacks from the sky.

This layer of black qi seems to be only a thin layer, but it is very strange to block the attacks from the Void God Realm martial artists, and eliminate them invisibly.

After thinking about it, Yang Xuan slowly turned his body and began to move towards the center of the corpse group.

As soon as he took a few steps, he noticed that something was wrong.

Because among the corpses, a zombie that was obviously taller than the other zombies suddenly looked at him.

Roar!

The tall zombie opened its jaws and roared, but no sound came out.

The next moment, a look of shock flashed across Yang Xuan's face.

Because with the silent roar of the tall zombie, he suddenly felt an inexplicable thought rush into his brain.

It was a strange syllable, like a strange language, but Yang Xuan could swear that he had never heard such a strange syllable, or language.

Just as he was wondering, the black bead that had been silent in his body suddenly emitted an extremely faint fluctuation.

This fluctuation directly entered Yang Xuan's brain and was deeply engraved in his mind.

"Fight!"

The next moment, Yang Xuan understood the meaning of the strange syllable.

This is indeed a language, a language that Yang Xuan has never heard or seen, but for some reason, Heizhu understands this language and sends information about this language directly into Yang Xuan's brain, making him master this language in an instant.

"Fight!"

The tall zombie spotted Yang Xuan retreating and gave him an order.

Yang Xuan temporarily pressed the strangeness in his heart, and in order not to startle the snake, he immediately turned around and poured out with the corpses.

The tall zombie kept watching Yang Xuan disappear into the corpse group, and then he retracted his gaze.

Avoiding the gaze of the tall zombies, Yang Xuan in the corpse group quietly turned back from another direction, still slowly moving towards the central hall of the Blood Knife Gate.

This time, he was more careful, and spread out the Divine Thoughts in advance, avoiding the obviously different zombies in the corpse group, and slowly approaching the Blood Knife Gate Hall at a speed that was not too fast.

As he moved, he observed the wisps of black mist that had been floating around him, and was careful not to touch the black mist.

At this time, because they had never seen the mysterious ground thorn, the people of the Martial Arts Alliance under the leadership of Yun Ziyan had gradually relaxed their vigilance, and the formation cooperation between them had also stagnated, impacting the corpses in a more daring way.

Yun Ziyan's brows furrowed, and after a sword pierced the head of a zombie, she looked around.

Looking at the subordinates who had lost their formation and began to concentrate, a trace of uneasiness flashed in her heart.

Just when she wanted to issue a loud order, asking everyone to rearrange the formation, a sudden change occurred.

At this moment, Yang Xuan was still moving slowly, but at this moment, a trace of black mist floating beside him suddenly rushed into the ground like an arrow from a string.

The next moment, the screams shook the sky.

Dense and huge earth spikes rose into the sky, piercing the air and piercing the bodies of countless coalition troops.

This time the ground thorn is more ferocious, more ferocious, and more unavoidable than the previous two times.

In the blink of an eye, the coalition suffered heavy losses.

Yun Ziyan suddenly rushed into the sky, and the voice spread throughout the entire Blood Knife Gate: "Retreat, retreat!"

Needless to say, the coalition forces with heavy casualties had already begun to withdraw from the battlefield, and it was too late to even take the bodies of their own companions away.

Feng Thirteen shook his head.

Although these people in the Martial Arts Alliance are in terms of individual cultivation, they may be higher than Feng Wei Lei Wei. But if you want to say that the battle array is cooperative, and the advance and retreat are well-organized, these people can't find the tail of the four guards soldiers with lanterns.

The four guards belong more like an army, with a clear division of labor, accessible orders, and often train on weekdays.

If that is the case, the Guardian Knife in the hands of the Supervisors in each squad is not vegetarian.

The mysterious thorns were densely packed, sudden, quicker, and more widespread than any time before.

However, these ground thorns only covered the area of the mountain in front of the Blood Sword Gate, causing great damage to the people of the Martial Arts Alliance, but the back mountain, where Lei Shijiu and the others were, did not see any ground thorns.

Faced with this situation, Lei Nineteen was also very surprised.

When the huge scream sounded in front of him, he also had a tense heart and ordered his subordinates to act carefully.

But after that, everything was as usual, and even the frequency of zombie attacks did not change, so that he was a little puzzled.

Thinking of Yang Xuan's order, at this moment, the admiration for Yang Xuan in his heart was like a surging river, endless.

Since there was no ground thorn invading, Lei Nineteen naturally let go of the worries in his heart, attacked fiercely, and took the lead in the charge, but he couldn't even lift his head to the zombies in the back mountain.

Zhu Yuwen jumped like thunder.

In fact, when Lei Nineteen Shuaizhong began to attack the back mountain, he knew it.

At that time, he still had a trace of disdain in his heart, thinking that Yang Xuan was taking advantage of them to block most of the zombies, sending people to pick up cheap and get a few heads.

But now, when I look at it, my people and horses in this area were turned over by the unpredictable ground thorn on their backs, and they suffered heavy losses, but Yang Xuan's belonged unharmed, and he couldn't even see the shadow of a ground thorn, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face of the coalition army.

At this moment, he seriously doubted in his heart that there was some deal between Yang Xuan and the zombies.

Yun Ziyan's pretty face turned iron-blue, and he returned for the first time, and he could still pretend to solve the enemy's situation.

But the second time it was still like this, it was a bit too much to say.

Yang Xuan's 2,000 men and horses were killed from the back mountain, and she was still relieved at that time, thinking that Yang Xuan still listened to her words after all and had the heart to help.

But at this time, after a comparison, she made a high judgment, which made her feel a mixture of tastes, and she was a little speechless.

"Cloud Alliance Master, you can't go on like this. A thin old man came to Yun Ziyan's side with a sad face: "All sects have casualties, although they are only low-level disciples, but if they continue like this, people's hearts will be scattered." ”

This person is a great elder of a major sect in the northwest, and in front of Yun Ziyan, he can be regarded as able to speak.

What he said, how could Yun Ziyan not know, the people's hearts are not aligned, this is the biggest drawback of the coalition army, if this is not solved, in a few more battles like this, she is afraid that the alliance leader will come to an end.

Although it is okay at this time, there is the name of Tianchi Yimai pressed on it, and others dare not do anything, but in the future, it is impossible to say.

If it really comes to that point, although it is not easy for everyone to disobey her on the surface, no one can do anything about it.

"Let's take them all down and fix them all down first, and then we'll see what happens on the Holy Mountain. After thinking about it, she ordered.

Looking at the situation on the side of the coalition army, looking at Lei Nineteen and his subordinates, Feng Thirteen and Twenty-Three, and twenty-three people who admired Yang Xuan.

At this moment, Yang Xuan's voice suddenly sounded in Feng Thirteen's ears.

"Take the black statue to the nineteenth place, and take it out as soon as something is wrong. ”

After Feng Thirteen was stunned for a moment, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly selected some subordinates and rushed to the battlefield where Lei Nineteen was located.