However, although the Northern Abyss is powerful, it should be said that it is one of the top three in this battle, but is it really good to expose the handsome position in front of the enemy so clearly?

Seeing that, just when she had doubts, his figure stood still at the top of the slope, and there were different types of attack rays beckoning to the hill from a distance. Accompanied by a few sharp whistles, a red stream of people came out, moving on the hillside, even with the eyes of a layman like her, she could see that her strength was not bad.

As the saying goes, "capture the thief and capture the king first", the screaming sound that makes people listen to the sore teeth is the commander's order of the World Destroying Army. Regardless of the chance, there are a few percent chances of success, and the attack on the North Abyss himself has already begun. And the momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and more and more enemy soldiers are participating.

Xin Huohuo suddenly understood, maybe this was the original intention of the North Abyss!

He was drawing a part of the enemy's attention to himself, sharing the overall pressure when his army was at an absolute disadvantage in numbers. He did so very bravely and resolutely, even risky, but the timid and cautious destroyer of the world has not even appeared a shadow since the beginning of the fight.

It was risky, of course, but it was also confident. The Destroyer of the World wants to strike back, but he is luring the snake out of the hole. Today must be a sudden attack by the World Destroyer, but the Northern Abyss is not completely unprepared.

With this most basic cognition, Xin Huohuo glanced deeply at the figure of the North Abyss a few more times, then gritted his teeth and withdrew his mobile phone, and also withdrew his gaze staring at the North Abyss. Now, she can only choose to believe him, and she can't waste her eyesight too much. She uses a ghost bow and arrows, and what archer doesn't need good eyesight. So she still looks at the big picture first and looks at him occasionally.

Thinking like this, he found that the gray shadow had returned from completing the mission, and the Bloodbone Bird had successfully quieted down, and was in the realm of forgetting things and me, and it seemed that he was only waiting for her call.

"Even a little blood can sink its breath, and we can too." She stroked the grayshadow's round, shaggy head again.

This was followed by a long tug-of-war, with the two sides evenly matched and attacking and defending each other. Xin Huohuo forced himself to calm down, set a timer clock on his mobile phone, and only observed the battle situation after an hour or two. She even set up an enchantment with the techniques she had just learned, so that the shouting of Gray Shadow as she watched the battle would not affect her mood.

The facts didn't quite differ from what she expected, and it was definitely a long war.

In the inhuman world, her mobile phone has no signal, and the strange thing is that I don't know if it's because of the spell upgrade, but the battery can't be used up, and the date and clock are normal. Therefore, even if there is no sun or moon, no white and no black on the battlefield, it has been shrouded in a miserable gray and yellow, and the residue and smoke of the broken mirror that seems to be blown by the wind cannot be blown out of the wind are floating in the air, it can be seen from the digital display on the mobile phone screen, it has been a full three days!

Sleepless, the demon army fought with the world destroyer army for three days!

No matter how mentally prepared he is, Xin Huohuo can't help but be anxious at this time. She couldn't care about the timing of the clock, and the rhythm of her own painstaking construction was also disrupted, and from time to time she gathered to look at the picture presented by the transboundary monument. However, the consumption in front of the gray shadow was too large, and at this time he couldn't hold it and fell asleep.

The sky, still the same color, seemed to be a little more gloomy. On the ground, it has completely turned red. It's not that the number of red-clad extinction troops has increased again, but that the battlefield has turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, covered with bloody corpses. Many of the corpses were still crushed, blood soaked in mud, flesh mixed with dust, trampled back and forth by both sides to form new ground under their feet.

On the hill where the North Abyss stood, the corpses of the World Destroyers were piled up layer by layer, almost as high as the top of the mountain. It seemed that the follow-up enemy could attack him, but the other party was no longer able to cross the defensive line, so a strange and inexplicable balance was formed, and he stood on the top of the mountain forged by death.

The position he stood on had never moved, just like an ancient pine tree rooted in the battlefield, unable to shake even if the storm and the earth moved. His tall black figure was there, firm and strong, not only a kind of psychological support for the demon soldiers, so that their confidence would not waver, but also so that the heart of Xin Huohuo could be placed. Xuanliu and Yan Yu were still standing on his side, and the horns were leaning on the bald man's side, raising and blowing from time to time, directing the battle through different rhythms and notes. However, the handsome flag was planted on the ground on the side of the North Abyss, and the hunt sounded with the fierce wind that swept from nowhere. However, they looked a little embarrassed, apparently having fought countless bloody battles to repel countless enemies who wanted to attack them, and they themselves were out of breath.

Looking at the overall situation, although it is crimson everywhere, it can still be distinguished by careful observation. After many battles of attack and defense, there is no longer such a huge disparity between the forces of the enemy and us. The water level of the "torrent" has dropped, but there are more and more black "reefs", which are dead in various places.

On the one hand, the casualties of the World Destroying Army are even heavier, and on the other hand, in every attack and defense, there are always small groups of black-clothed demon armies who kill from various tricky angles, and the number is constantly increasing.

If it is said that the army of destruction is like a monstrous flood, it bursts the embankment in an instant. The demon army is like the flow of water from the top of the mountain into the river, at first it was just silk water, but at first it merged into an ocean.

On the other hand, although the World Destroyer Army is fierce and terrifying, all of them are like monsters that have no sense and only know how to fight, and it seems that not only the number but also the combat power has the upper hand. But after all, the demon army is a regular army, well-trained and disciplined, and the initial disadvantage is only temporary, and after adapting to the opponent's attack power, it quickly gains a foothold.

The balance of numbers on both sides is tilting, and the combat effectiveness is also tilting.

But the worst thing is that the World Destroyer is very difficult. Even if the body is split into several pieces, the remaining minced flesh and hands are broken, and even a mouthful of teeth will automatically face the wind and attack again. As long as those substantial bodies completely dissipate into blood-colored smoke, they will be truly destroyed.

As a result, there was a stalemate on the battlefield. In a stalemate, there is no such thing as superiority or inferiority, and whoever can't hold on will lose.

But the soldiers are demon cultivators, not machines, and they are too tired after three days of fighting! Xin Huohuo looked at the entire battlefield and saw that the killing rate of the demon army was much slower, and some of them couldn't even lift their swords. In fact, even the side of the World Destroyer is the same, and the severed limbs crawling on the ground are like slowing down the mirror.

This made her feel chills in her heart, and she was fluttering and jumping. It was the pressure that kept squeezing the blood flow to the heart, indicating that something was wrong.