I saw Su Jiangchen retreat backwards, his footsteps slipped, and he leaned back and bent down.

At this moment, the Xizhou monk stopped his move, and prepared to go down and kill him.

However, that ice arrow slammed into him, and in an instant, the Xizhou monk was shot away by the ice arrow.

"Hey!" Jiang Chen raised his head again and muttered, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Good boy! Powerful! Have the guts! Very decisive! The response is quite fast! Just as Jiang Chen continued to run, a breath carried him up and put him on the flying sword.

Jiang Chen's face changed slightly, and when he saw that it was a person from Dongzhou who made the sound, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said, "Senior, why are you doing this?" ”

"Hehe, if you are pleasing to the eye, I will save you casually." Zhang Qian said half-jokingly.

"Help me?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

"That's right, now most of the Yuanying Dao in Xizhou and a large number of Xizhou monks have returned to the Sword Tomb Tomb, I don't know what the reason is, go back and gather with them to explain! Stand firm! ”

As he spoke, Zhang Qian sped up again and went to the monks who kept returning from Dongzhou.

At this point, the monks of both sides retreated as if they had agreed, suggesting that the next battle would be more intense.

Sword Tomb Tomb, next to the ancient array.

The leader who led the first batch of Xizhou to teleport here was gloomy at this time.

At this time, there were about twenty monks standing around Feng Qiyun who were above the stage of enlightenment.

"How long will it take?" An old man in white broke the silence here and said lightly.

"It's still only noon, at least in the evening, the ancient array can be opened, and our second batch of people will be able to come. However, now the main thing is to pray that those people in Dongzhou had better not attack again, alas, I still underestimate the master of the consummation of the transformation path, and we can't fight together. ”

Feng Qiyun sighed. In the collision with more than a dozen Transformation Stage monks in Dongzhou just now, I thought that they had the greatest advantage in numbers, but I didn't expect that a master of Transformation Dao Consummation would be so violent, with one enemy of ten!

Because of this, two monks from the Transformation Period of Xizhou's own side died.

"Who would have thought that a master of the Transformation Dao Consummation Stage would suddenly emerge here? It is not uncommon for the consummation period of the transformation path, but the power of this person can be said to be not at all in the other four states, and it is really hidden deep enough, it seems that our investigation is not clear enough. Another old man in the transformation stage sighed.

"So what's next? There are still a few hours before they can come, and our attribute array can no longer be arranged, and there are not enough people. This is what one of the mid-stage monks asked. As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

The monks in Xizhou are more than those in Dongzhou in terms of cultivation and numbers, but because of their determination and heroic sacrifice, each of them is more than ten times more vicious than usual.

Therefore, in the end, the number of monks on both sides was basically equal, and there were only 2,000 monks left in each, and these two thousand monks were basically the elite of both sides.

"Xuan'er, how is Lin Quan and Lin Qing arranged?" At this time, Feng Qiyun saw Feng Xuan walking towards this side, and said expressionlessly.

"Back to the Ancestor! The chess game has been laid out! Feng Xuan raised his head slightly, looked at everyone, and then nodded again, and said seriously.

Feng Qiyun looked into the distance, where there were mountains of corpses and bones, rivers of blood, and the entire sand region would really become desolate, and then said coldly: "The chess game has been arranged, so wait until the time to collect the chess!" ”

On the Dongzhou side, there was also a group of monks in the Transformation Period, but they were surrounding a young monk and seemed to be discussing something.

"Little Brother Jiang, are you saying that they will have a second batch of monks who will come over soon?" Murong Tian frowned slightly and confirmed again.

"yes, I don't know how long it will take." Jiang Chen said with certainty, this is the secret of the Sword Tomb, can this still be fake?

"It's no wonder that the two monks in Xizhou who have completed the transformation period will propose to retreat, it turns out that they don't want to fight like this, consume all their monks, and then we destroy the ancient formation, and this matter will be solved." Soon, Murong Tian sorted out the ins and outs of the matter, if this was really the case, he would definitely not be able to let the second batch of monks from Xizhou come over, but he couldn't stop it at that time.

"Guys, what do you think?" Murong Tian took a deep breath, and then asked everyone's opinions. Afterwards, Yin Yang Ming, the sect leader of the Yin Yang Sect, said in a deep voice: "I think it is enough to fight with them again, kill all their monks, and then directly destroy the ancient formation." ”

"What about the others?" After Murong Tian heard this, he nodded and asked the other people's opinions again.

"I don't agree with the view of Yin and Yang, if according to Yin and Yang, the two thousand monks behind us will die in vain, and we can't lose it again." Fang Qi, the sect leader of the Wanqi Sect, stepped forward and took a step, a wry smile appeared on his face.

Then he pointed to his front and sighed, "Look at our compatriots who have died for their homeland!" ”

Everyone took advantage of the situation to look towards the battlefield, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the sand, and the sunlight was refracted by the pool of blood on the sand, and the sunlight seemed so white at this moment.

Everyone was silent for a while, and then looked at the two thousand monks behind them, their hideous expressions had long since receded, followed by a wordless sorrow, this sandy area, perhaps forever sleeping their relatives, elders, children, and fellow disciples.

Jiang Chen looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and his mood was also unusually heavy.

Countless broken weapons were sprinkled, and the sand that had been intact lost its former flatness, and most of it collapsed, and in the collapsed sand were densely packed with corpses and pools of blood everywhere.

The shattered corpses, the hideous colors on the faces of those corpses were still vivid, some resolute, some indifferent, and the entire large-scale battlefield seemed to be shrouded in a bloody shadow.

From a distance, the entire sand area seems to be floating with visible blood, those weapons inserted in the ground continue to emit the sound of swords, the sound of the sword groaning is full of incomparable grief and indignation, through endless sorrow, and the sound of the wind whistling in the sky at this time, forming a sad song.

A heavy atmosphere spread in the hearts of the more than a dozen monks in the Transformation Period, and at this moment, they suddenly realized that among these people, there were also their sect disciples or elders or friends...... Their bodies can't be taken back for burial, they can only be buried here forever, and after death, the people of Dongzhou may not know what happened here, let alone who died!

(End of chapter)