Qixia Golden Dragon Gong is menacing, the two dragons are smiling proudly in the sky, and the coercion shakes the universe, the Holy Land is really angry this time, seize the opportunity and take the initiative to exercise!

"No, this is amazing. ”

Duan Kongkong shook his head and took a few steps back.

The saint in the rear made a move, holding the immortal sword to split the two divine lights!

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, he was overwhelmed by Shenxia at this moment. There is not much fluctuation in the crowd, and this kind of attack has little effect on changing the situation!

"Damn!"

Several elders in the Qixia Holy Land gritted their teeth and stared at that sword, a long time ago, their ancestral soldiers were defeated under this sword!

Once, it was the Yan King Sword, Su Yang was holding the Yan King Sword, and he actually knocked their ancestral soldiers flying, at first they wondered, maybe it was because of the Holy Essence of the Yan King on it, but now they really understand, this is not so simple.

The so-called Yanwang Sword is essentially an emperor sword!

"Purple Mountain Child, take your life!"

The bell shook out, and in the blink of an eye, a black spear was nailed out in the Purple Mountain army!

"Qiang"

Before he could swallow the sun and the moon, he was nailed back by a black dragon spear!

"Hmph, where did such a person come from?"

"Damn!"

The hearts of the holy lands were very depressed, the exquisite purple pagoda had made them very angry before, and now the artifact battle could not gain the upper hand, where was the hope of victory?

Is it to take the number of people to pile up? is to win, and there are more than 100,000 left in the army of millions, so what's the point?

"Withdraw from the battlefield!

The housekeeper gritted his teeth and gave a military order.

If they continue to fight like this, the final outcome will definitely be that they all die, and Purple Mountain will win a tragic victory, what is the point of such a war!

"Let him withdraw!"

Ziyun Dong frowned slightly, sitting in the middle army, from beginning to end, it was the kind of majestic and immovable, it was a mountain of faith for the disciples of Ziyun Pavilion!

Many elders of Purple Mountain, and even the captains, are a little incomprehensible, but now the disciples of Purple Mountain have high morale and take the initiative, but they can decide the battle in one battle!

"Many of our people have died......"

Zi Yundong said that he didn't blink an eye if he could solve it with amethyst and external forces, but this kind of fight was a quagmire where it was difficult to see the result.

Coupled with the 150,000 army raised by Zi Lingling, by now, Zishan has lost 50,000 people.

"What is this for?"

The people in the distance were puzzled, the two fighting armies withdrew, wouldn't they continue to fight? With such a good opportunity, Zishan did not even take the opportunity to chase and kill.

"It's probably that the main generals on both sides are a little unbearable. Some people speculated.

"It may be time to strike and make peace. ”

More than half of the coalition forces suffered casualties, and only more than 400,000 people remained.

Purple Mountain also suffered a lot of losses,

In this way, the two armies pulled apart. The two armies of all sides joined forces, one in the south and the other in the north, opened a front and confronted the sky.

The people on both sides were red-eyed, but the momentum of the two sides was slightly different, and the anger of the purple mountain seemed to have just begun. And the anger of the coalition forces has gradually become exhausted, and it has turned prosperous and declined.

"You must retrieve the Zhongtian Mirror!"

The two saints of the housekeeper were trapped in the Purple Mountain Divine Land, and they exchanged a look at each other. That being said, they didn't come up with anything to do about it at the moment......

The top of the Holy Land coalition army, at the front of the Great Army. The sum of its strong people is more than that of Purple Mountain, but its strength has been seriously depleted.

In the sky above the two armies, there are still sporadic battles, that is, the strong men of both sides, who are distributed for a while, or kill the red eyes, until they die!

"Steward Master, Sect Master Xiang, do you still want to kill them?"

Zi Yundong slowly walked out of the Chinese army, and his steady steps, step by step, seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts, which made people pay attention and felt heavy. This is Ziyundong's unique temperament, which is very different from the housekeeper.

The master of the housekeeper stood in front of the army, his sword was raised, his body and sword were stained with blood, and he looked no different from a former army general. When the morale of the coalition army was declining, he took the lead and fought to the death against the Purple Cloud Pavilion Brigade.

"The ambition of the wolf son of the Purple Cloud Pavilion is to harbor a great murderer, deceive my disciples, and behead my children. You want us to withdraw from the army in just a few words?

"Who wins and who loses, I don't know!"

The housekeeper pointed his sword at the sky, the momentum was extremely powerful, and the true colors of a generation of holy lords shook the world in anger!

"You're wrong, I'm not reconciled!"

Zi Yundong said slowly, his calm momentum seemed to be more convincing, and the housekeeper asked the sky with a long sword, and he couldn't suppress Zi Yundong's relaxed tone.

I saw him say again: "It's not good for too many people to come in because of the grievances between you and me." How many bones are buried here. And how many of your housekeepers died?"

Ziyun East Point is here, but many people are shocked!

Whether it is the high-level of the coalition forces or the strong people watching the battle from afar, they all feel that Ziyundong's words are too ruthless and too vicious!!

This is a heart-wrenching move!

From the battle to the present, the coalition army has suffered more than 400,000 casualties, but the 200,000 troops of the steward have only 80,000 casualties......

This is due to the fact that the housekeeper has a stronger overall quality, but in any case, the proportion of casualties among the housekeepers is indeed not as good as the rest of the coalition forces!

Some holy lords or pavilion elders are very distressed in their hearts, and the most miserable ones are not one out of ten!

"Those people hesitated, and they had no intention of fighting again. Ziyundong's words can be worth 100,000 troops!"

A Holy Lord also said: "At first, I thought that Purple Mountain would be a defeat if he didn't take advantage of the victory, but this is really a shame. After Zi Yundong's words, the momentum of the coalition army will be sharply reduced, and the momentum of going to death before will be dispersed!"

Zi Yundong's face was lukewarm, but this sentence dispersed the morale accumulated by the housekeeper master's charge. Knowing this, the coalition forces might as well not withdraw ......"

"Yes!

In the distance, some people who were secretly watching the battle admired Zi Yundong very much, and they deserved to be the hidden old fox......

Zi Yundong's words fell on the hearts of those holy lands, like an awl. The sour heart is probably only known to them.

"Damn!"

The housekeepers were full of resentment in their eyes. Zi Yundong's words were obviously provocative, but they were a little irrefutable. Whatever the reason, the steward,

Coach Guan Ao stubbornly shouted: "Everyone, at this moment, we should work together to bulldoze this purple mountain. Nearly 80,000 children were killed or wounded in my housekeeper, and the head of the family took the lead. At this moment, fight with all your might!"

Guan Ao said, but there were very few people who responded except for the housekeeper's disciples.

"Shenwu Pavilion in the Western Frontier, the Wei family in the Northern Regions, the Guangming and Sound Valley in the Great Central Regions. Dongtu Zhongli, Jiangzuo Gongzhi. Wait for me! Retreat at this moment, repay what you have occupied, and the Purple Mountain will stand on the sword, but you will not be blamed for the past!"

Zi Yundong's words fell, like an emperor-level Jingwu cannon exploding here, some people in the coalition army took a few steps back, and there seemed to be a surge of hope in their hearts......

(End of chapter)