"Whew!" After Ji Sen sent out the last transmission, he put away the jade slip and said: "Brothers, this is probably our last battle, the Fog Seeking Alliance, our home is directly north of us, and our relatives are also fighting with the enemy army at this moment.

We echo them from afar, I will kill a few more foreign slaves in this battle, so that I can relieve them a little pressure, I always believe that the peaceful and prosperous era belonging to our Fog Alliance will definitely come, we will all enter the Martyr's Hall after this battle, and our families will be best cared for.

When we become a warrior, we should have this kind of awareness, and there is nothing to say, in the previous battle, the enemy army would make the corpse of our Yunlan Star monk into an ice slave, in order to prevent us from fighting against our relatives and friends in the future, I would choose to blow myself up after exhaustion.

Let's let these two million Fog Alliance monks show this group of foreign slaves how strong the will of my Fog Alliance Iron Army is, brothers, line up and kill with me!" Ji Sen stood in the sky, and pointed at the foreign monks behind him with the long sword in his hand, full of momentum.

"Kill!" shouted the monks of the Mist Seeking Alliance, but they didn't go up and rush at the beginning, only to see that everyone began to pinch the trick and cast the spirit seal, and their spiritual energy gathered in the sky and became two giant spears, which shot fiercely at the enemy army.

"Hmph, boys, kill these stubborn natives for me, and we're going to do something else after cleaning them up, the female natives on this semi-abandoned planet are very beautiful, and we can't go back to grab a few furnaces at a time? "A monk suspended in the sky is not a snow fox, but he is also a cave master, named Snow Eagle, who is notoriously cruel.

Last time, he was killed under the Great Wall of the Mist Seeking Alliance because he was reluctant to take the pill, and now looking at these two million Mist Alliance monks, he seems to have found a cathartic point all of a sudden.

"Kill!" Xue Ying said in a word, and countless foreign monks behind him also pinched the trick, and a snow monster of ten thousand feet appeared in the sky, its whole body was snow-white, only its pupils were blood-red, and it looked full of bloodthirsty and furious color.

"Boom!" two huge spears stabbed the snow monster's body fiercely, and it let out a snort of wind rage, and then ran towards the monks of the Mist Seeker Alliance at an even faster speed.

"Roar!" The great snow monster raised its big foot and stomped into the camp of the Mist Seeking Alliance, and nearly 2,000 people were directly trampled into flesh foam by this blow.

"Fire Night Technique!" Ji Sen shouted loudly with a pain in his heart.

"Squeak!" A loud phoenix chirped as a huge firebird head appeared in the sky, and he rushed towards the snow monster at a very fast speed, and the fierce temperature made the snow monster cover its eyes with his hands.

He still had two great spears stuck in his chest now, but now that the firebird was rushing at him, he only hated it, not to the point of fear.

"Roar!" I saw the snow monster grab the firebird's head and tear it to both sides, and in an instant the firebird's head was torn in half.

And the two million monks of the Mist Seeking Alliance were also all hit hard at this moment, their faces were pale, and Ji Sen shouted with red eyes: "Explode for me!"

"Boom!" the monks of the Fog Alliance shouted in unison, only to hear a "boom", and the two spears inserted in the snow monster's body and the half of the firebird head in each of its hands exploded instantly, and then the snow monster really disappeared.

This obviously made those foreign monks a little uncomfortable, they felt a burst of spiritual energy, and many foreign monks who were weaker in cultivation even vomited blood, but the Fog Seeking Alliance didn't feel much better, and they were even more serious.

All this tells them a deep truth, these foreign slaves should have more experience in the technique of combined attack, this is not the suppression of numbers, this is a matter of understanding the technique of combined attack, maybe only the Immortal Seeking Army can be with these people for a long time.

Among the 30 million cultivators of the Mist Seeking Alliance, less than two million Immortal Seekers can reach this level, while these foreign monks are all like this, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Rub!" Ji Sen pulled out the long sword in his hand, threw away the scabbard casually, and said to everyone: "Draw the sword, kill with me!"

"Rub!" everyone drew their swords and swords in unison, and rushed towards those foreign monks, who would have the heart of death, and the soldiers had no thoughts of greed for life, looking at Ji Sen's brave and bloodthirsty, the monks of the Mist Seeking Alliance were also completely driven.

"Hmph, don't let go of a native!" Xue Ying smiled cruelly, and then the whole person came to Ji Sen's side in a flash, the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king first is appropriate anywhere.

"Boy, it's strange that you're an indigenous, and don't let you be my slave with your blood. Snow Eagle grabbed Ji Sen again and again and said.

"You despicable foreign slave, I don't want you to lick your shoes, you are still here to talk about foolish dreams. Ji Sen grabbed Snow Eagle with a sword.

"Hmph, I don't know if you live or die, I'll make your death less pleasant. Xue Ying grabbed Ji Sen's sword like that, his hand flashed a jade-colored light, Ji Sen's sword couldn't hurt him in the slightest, and he pulled Ji Sen with the sword and then inserted his left hand into Ji Sen's chest, and then instantly retracted.

"Poof!" Ji Sen spat out a mouthful of blood, he looked down at his chest, such a result had been guessed a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to come so soon, he hadn't even killed a foreign monk yet.

"Boom!" Ji Sen directly ignited the fire of his soul, this is his last burn, once he starts to cultivate, he will get a short surge, but the consequence is that he will die out, and he will not be able to live forever.

Hope is beautiful, but the reality is always cruel, he is just the peak of the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and now he has burned his soul and barely reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but this Snow Eagle was originally a monk of the Returning to the Ruins Realm, and at this moment he is just forcibly suppressing his cultivation in the consummation of the Enlightenment Realm, and the two are not at the same level at all.

"Heh, ants are still stealing life, why are you so fierce and not afraid of death?" Xue Ying sneered and shook his head, his body moved and shook out bursts of afterimages, directly revolving around Ji Sen, and Ji Sen lost something every time he turned.

Left arm, right arm, left leg, right leg......

"Uh......" In the end, Ji Sen was only left with his torso and head, and his whole body suddenly fell from the sky downward, and his eyes showed relief, as if he had returned to the day when he had just come to the Fog Seeking Alliance.

"How do you call a string of numbers? In the future, I will be called Ji Sen, from now on, you will be the commander of my Xuanwu Battalion of the Fog Seeking Alliance, and you will also be my brother Xu Hao......

"Big ...... Big brother, I'll let you ...... disappointed......" This was the last muttering of Ji Sen.

"Alas!" Shen Yanbing slammed his fist on the city wall, all the monks of the Divine Fist Sect stood on the city wall and watched the battle below, they shook the weapons in their hands, they still didn't have the courage to fight with the foreign monks like the people of the Mist Seeking Alliance, but they blamed this cowardice on not receiving orders.

"Boom!" A self-explosion sounded coming, which seemed to open the prelude to the blooming of the monks of the Mist Seeking Alliance, and one after another self-detonation sounded, and every time this voice sounded, the hearts of the monks of the Divine Fist Sect would tremble fiercely, and the monks of the Mist Seeking League wrote a bloody chapter with their lives.

"Monk of the Fog Alliance, what a pity to die!" a monk of the Fog Alliance hugged a foreign monk fiercely, and the monk slashed and stabbed him in the back with a sword, and the monk of the Fog Alliance laughed while vomiting blood, and finally exploded himself.

"Haha, foreign slaves, Lao Tzu will not let you become ice slaves if he dies, Fog Alliance monks, what a pity to die!" A monk from the Fog Alliance Condensation Realm suddenly blew himself up, directly taking away more than twenty foreign monks around him.

"Wai slave, Lao Tzu He Changchun will continue to work with you under Jiuquan!"

"Boom!" came another sound of self-detonation.

"You dog mongrels, come, come. "A monk of the Mist Alliance had several swords stuck in his body, he was covered in blood, and he also carried a bloody head in his hand.

......

The battlefield continued, and the scene was almost one-sided, but the tragedy of the Fog Alliance monks added a touch of blood to the situation, and at this moment, on the side of the Great Wall, the war began almost at the same time.

Snow Fox lay on the bed and hugged the two female cultivators from Zhongzhou and said, "Look, this Great Wall is your hope, but unfortunately, they won't last long, hahaha!"