The remaining 76,000 people after the night attack were organized into six squares by Tian Meng, and Ben was quietly on standby. But for some reason, the soldiers in the first two rows, as if enchanted, began to fight each other without recognizing their relatives.

They were all furious, as if they had seen the most invincible enemy in their lives, fighting each other, leaving no room for anything, and they all used the trick of ending up together.

However, in the flick of a finger, dozens of soldiers had already fallen. Those who were still standing were also covered in blood. But they all killed each other, even if they had fallen in a pool of blood, as long as there was still a breath, they still tried their best to break each other's necks.

Jinghua's eyes sank, he grabbed the moon as his chest, made a false move towards Jiang Jinge, forced him back, and immediately pulled the reins of the horse and ran back towards his army.

Those soldiers are still fighting on their mission, and the situation is not only not under control, but is getting worse. It's like they've got a contagion, starting in the first two rows and gradually spreading to the back. Those soldiers who were standing in the back were ignorant and ignorant of the situation one moment, some were still fighting, and the next moment their faces suddenly changed, they raised their weapons, and joined the battle circle without asking any questions, and they didn't care who the other party was.

"General Tian, hurry up!" Jinghua didn't have time to rush back, urging the horse to gallop and shouting all the way.

Tian Meng didn't wait for his order and started to act a long time ago. He sealed his hands and built a hurricane barrier in the air, like a small dome, spanning six phalanxes, trying to block Jiang Jinge's mental power.

It's too late!

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Jiang Jinge didn't know what he borrowed as a medium, but he let the soldiers immerse themselves in his illusion one by one. According to the order of the arrangement of the space, from far to near, no one is spared.

Jinghua's already pale face was more like ice.

The night before yesterday, when he saw Shi Er and Kuai Fang fighting each other, he had already prepared for the worst, expecting that Jiang Jinge's illusion might not be as simple as controlling one or two people at the same time, and it was very likely that dozens or hundreds of people would fall into the illusion at the same time.

He also explained to Tian Meng that he must set up a formation to block Jiang Jinge's illusions, not to seek a complete victory, but at least to protect the lives of the soldiers.

Tian Meng did use his brains. Not only is he outwitted, but his wind system cultivation has even perfected the realm, and his fist and foot skills are not surprising, but he has unique attainments in this technique. Known as "Qianyuan Taiyi, Surabaya Tianmeng", looking at the three realms today, only Taiyi real people can compete with one of them.

The array that Tian Meng is now arranging is called the "Fenggang Hundred Killing Array", so that the general can make the whole body condense his qi and soul for three miles, and with the Gangfeng as a cover, not a trace of the wind is impermeable. As long as you are in this array, you can't say that the water can't be splashed, and you can't even hear or even your mental power.

But they still underestimated Jiang Jingo.

Jiang Jinge was not only able to control hundreds, thousands, or thousands of people to fall into the illusion realm at the same time, but his telekinesis was so powerful that he could easily penetrate Tian Meng's formation!

Jing Hua watched as the soldiers in the six phalanxes fell down one after another like the sea during the retreat! His face turned pale, his lips pursed, and he rushed into the formation, pointing out his fingers with both hands like the wind, or pointing at the soldiers' punctual points, or casting a spell on them, so that they could not move for the time being.

But there are too many soldiers who have fallen into madness, and the speed of infection is extremely fast, and Zongjinghua's body is like electricity, and he can't take care of six phalanxes and hundreds of thousands of people at the same time!

People who used to share life and death and were like brothers are now raising their swords one by one, exerting all their strength, and killing red-eyed! Just like the devil possessing him, without warning, without asking the reason, he kills anyone he sees!

Sharp broadswords or spears pierce the flesh with a snort, and bright red blood gushes out, splashing on oneself or the other party's body! Every moment, there is a fresh life, falling, dying, but there are more people who stand on the ground and become demons!

In the phalanx, nearly half of the soldiers had already entered the illusion. Jinghua didn't stop shooting for a moment, but he still couldn't stop the speed at which his soldiers were captured into the illusion like a sea of mountains.

His breathing gradually became messy again, his face turned pale, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

No! If this continues, there is no way to stop him even if he is exhausted! He forced himself to calm down, and in the midst of severe pain, he still tried to keep a clear head to think about the problem.

General Tian's Hundred Killing Array is impenetrable, and no matter how strong Jiang Jinge's mental power is, he shouldn't be able to penetrate it, but why is it still able to control the souls of the soldiers? Could it be that before the formation was arranged, there was already a little mental power drilled in?

But this little mental power can only control a few, dozens of soldiers, and now it is falling down one row after another...... No, row after row!

Jinghua's mind flashed!

Could it be that his telekinesis was transmitted layer by layer by some medium, so that the rows of soldiers were affected one after the other from far to near?

He watched with bated breath.

Is it the wind?

Is it water?

Is it dust? or is it ......

A snake-headed sword slashed into the air, Jinghua couldn't save it, and the back of a soldier in front of him was immediately pierced, and blood spurted straight out, almost splashing on Jinghua's face.

There seemed to be a fishy stench in the blood, which made him dizzy, and then he felt a powerful and strange force, as if it wanted to grab him and plunge him headlong into some dark abyss of memory.

He was shocked! Yes, it was blood!

Jing Hua was like an initiation, and it suddenly became clear! It was blood! Jiang Jinge used blood as a medium to transmit his mental power layer by layer, creating one illusion after another, which made his soldiers defeat like a mountain!

At the beginning, Tian Meng's Hundred Killing Array had not yet fully supported it, and Jiang Jinge's mental power took advantage of the weakness to reach the soldiers in the first two rows. Later, the Hundred Killing Array was solid, and he could no longer control the people in the array with his divine soul, but his telekinesis was already there, and he only waited for the soldiers who had entered the illusion to fight each other, and then pass it backwards in rows with the blood that had been splashed.

As long as you dip a drop, you will fall into the illusion and love to kill ghosts!

Jinghua cracked this truth, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and shouted to Tian Meng: "Shrink the formation, keep the brothers who are still sober, and return to the camp!"

Tian Meng immediately shrunk the Hundred Killing Array to half of its original size, firmly protected the soldiers in the middle and back rows who had not yet been stained with blood, and withdrew to Tianmen Mountain.

The soldiers, who were still mired in the illusion, rushed forward one by one, completely disregarding their lives. Jing Hua walked at the end, and two of them had already climbed on his horse and grabbed his arm!

Jinghua's face was hard to see. Gritted his teeth and kicked the two soldiers off their horses!

More soldiers rushed forward with swords in their faces, their expressions terrible, like ghosts. They no longer slashed each other, everyone aimed at Jinghua, with red eyes and a distorted face, as if he was a delicious Tang monk meat, fighting to eat his own broken bones and eating it in his mouth!

Someone cut off the forefoot of his war horse with a knife, Jinghua lost his center of gravity, and immediately fell off his horse, and while he took advantage of this effort, five or six people pounced on him, pulled out daggers and stabbed him.

He hurriedly rolled on the spot, drew his sword and swung off the sharp blade that was only a few points away from his body, and stood up, but was grabbed by his calf again.

A point or a spell was no longer enough to protect himself, and more and more soldiers came up like a tide, mad and ready to kill him! He was surrounded and had to swing his sword and slash at his men!

A sword that pierces a corporal in the chest!

With a sword, cut off the arm of a guard captain!

With a sword, cut open the belly of a deputy soldier!

In front of Jinghua's eyes, there were countless blood splashing and countless faces shaking......

Each of those people is familiar to Jinghua.

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Well, this bearded man often keeps vigil outside the tent of the Chinese army. He had a great appetite, and sometimes he was too hungry in the middle of the night, so he called him into the house and gave him food that he had not touched.

Now he was lying straight on the ground, cut in two by his own waist, and gurgling with blood......

There is also this skinny, the real body is a gray-haired hyena, because of his weak size, he was in the logistics at first, but he refused to do anything, took the exam three times in a row, and finally passed the Jingtian Divine Soldier Association half a year ago, or the nameplate taught by himself.

Now, he is also dead, and he was hit in the heart by his own palm, and the nameplate on his chest was shattered together......

Oh, there is also the one who just fell, the slightly older one, he should be discharged from the army after the New Year, his songs are sung well, everyone likes to listen to him hum two sentences when there is nothing to do, he said that when he is idle in the future, he will take the time to write down all the songs he has sung over the years, and name it "Tianyi Yaji".

But he probably won't be able to sing anymore, he's just had his throat cut by his own sword......

The pain in my heart is suffocating. The blood flew out and splashed on him, although his cultivation would not be easily dragged into the illusion, but he also had a splitting headache and a burst of chills.

The yellow-white slurry, the severed limbs, the ruptured organs, the corpses that kept falling......

Obviously, his heart was almost unable to beat, but why was the sword in his hand still so fast? Still sword after sword, as if instinctively, simply ended their lives - those innocent people who swore to follow him to the death and leave everything to him at ease?

"Your Highness, Your Highness is coming back soon!" Tian Meng and the rest of the soldiers who had not been controlled by the illusion had safely retreated to Tianmen Mountain, and seeing that Jinghua had not yet escaped, he couldn't help but be very anxious, so he planned to rush out to save him.

At the corners of his lips, wisps of bright red blood overflowed, making his barely managed smile even more pale and desperate.

That's right, he's the devil!

On the ground, the noise is long, and the whirlpools formed by air currents gradually gather, from small to large, from slow to urgent-

He faced his soldiers and used that trick "Absolute Kill"!