Chapter 913: The Ants of Resistance

A True Human Realm monk dressed in a Taiqing Sect monk's robe ran to Ling Xiao's side.

This person is the Taiqing Sect's personal disciple Baihe Valley, known as the White Gentleman, second only to Jun Zhiping in fame among the Taiqing Sect's personal disciples, in the Taiqing Sect Master's self-rescue plan to use the last sober state to send the core members out, he was sent to Dongzhou, where he personally experienced the disaster of the entire Dongzhou.

He saw with his own eyes that the secret realm of the Beast God Tomb, which had been extinguished for nearly 10,000 years, suddenly opened, and the beast god who had already been lost suddenly came to Dongzhou, and all the monks in Dongzhou rose up to resist, but they were still defeated and retreated, and the first to perish was the Ten Thousand Beast Gate, their war beasts were almost betrayed at the first time, and the disaster exploded from the inside, and finally there was not one person who could escape from the entire sect.

At that time, he happened to be in the White River Valley of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate with a group of survivors to fight out of the siege, found an ancient forbidden place, and reluctantly repaired the forbidden circle in it to hold on, and this persistence was a whole month.

When they were about to despair, the majestic figure of the Golden Crow appeared in front of them, and Ling Xiao rescued them all, and told them all about the terrible things that had happened in the middle of the White River Valley.

Because of the experience of the Ten Thousand Beast Gate, and the fact that he had directly accepted the impact of the beast god who had died and resurrected, he had seen what the Heavenly Dao of Destruction was doing and was going to do for a very short time, so Baihe Valley easily accepted Ling Xiao's statement, and then took everyone to board the ship, and was the first to vote in favor when Ling Xiao was about to go to other continents to save people.

Until now, he has been a supporter of Ling Xiao.

He could never forget that when he was most desperate that day, everyone had used up all the replenishments in the forbidden circle, and everyone was about to lose their lives, and he saw that Ling Xiao who either died in despair or appeared in the boat of light when he fell in despair.

At first, he vaguely expressed his feelings to Ling Xiao, but after knowing that Ling Xiao already had a sweetheart, he transformed this feeling into a more straightforward reverence and faith.

This somewhat distorted feeling sometimes bothered Ling Xiao a lot, but Baihe Valley kept this emotional distance very appropriately.

"Miss Ling, a new tide of pollution is brewing, and the tide has changed over there at the observation platform!"

Ling Xiao was taken aback and said, "How can this be? I just communicated with Miss Yiyan, and there is no change in the Golden Crow, and there is no change in her balance with Jinyang Lake!"

Bai Hegu took a deep breath and said, "That's the kind of situation that Gu Tianzun said before, our balance is only the balance between us and Jinyang Lake, but the balance of the entire North Continent is unstable, when the entire North Continent fluctuates, the balance here is bound to be broken!"

Ling Xiao's pupils contracted, gritted his teeth, and said, "Ring the bell, everyone go to the battle position!"

"Yes!" White River Valley clenched his fists, turned around and fired a light bullet backwards.

Suddenly, the bell on the Golden Crow rang loudly.

All those who could still fight ran to the deck, ready for battle.

Not everyone is 100% in favor of Ling Xiao, and not everyone is full of hope, but at least most of them are.

These people may have survived until now because they are extremely tenacious, or it may be that the Golden Crow on the Golden Crow has been purifying everyone's negative emotions, which is why they have such a result.

But no matter what, there are a thousand soldiers on the Golden Crow.

"Gentlemen, another tide of pollution is coming, we can only survive by a war, I believe that our support will come soon, and the struggle of each of us is not in vain, Gentlemen, fight, I am with you!"

Ling Xiao stood at the bow of the ship, holding aloft the Yiyang Sword that Fang Ji had left for her on the Golden Crow before leaving.

This sword itself does not have much power, and its only role is to master the Golden Crow and mobilize the energy of the Golden Crow to attack.

This is a sword of power, a key.

Now, it is the symbol of Ling Xiao, the symbol of the Holy Maiden of the Golden Crow, and the spiritual pillar of the more than 1,000 survivors of the Golden Crow.

"The Golden Crow Saintess! the Golden Crow Saintess!"

The monks flapped their weapons and shouted, their fighting spirit burning.

The Golden Crow's light began to shine brighter and brighter, burning like all the fighting spirits.

Finally, the filthy tide appeared in everyone's sight.

Unprecedented scale!

The waves rolled up by the front were ten thousand feet high, and countless indescribable monsters appeared on the waves.

At the beginning, the pollution tide of more than 300 meters of waves took the lives of more than 100 people on the Golden Crow, and the entire defense line almost failed to defend it.

Now, there are 10,000 people at the head of the tide of light pollution.

How to fight?

Everyone stopped breathing at this moment, and even the most blazing battle intent was greatly impacted.

"It seems that there is no hope, I have no way to see Senior Brother Fang again!" Ling Xiao looked at Shan Jing beside him and showed a clean smile.

Shan Jing took her hand and said, "Yes!

Ling Xiao raised the Yiyang Sword in his hand, pointed forward, and said, "Open the cannon!"

All the rune cannons of the Golden Crow immediately launched a wave of full-power cannonballs, but the shelling that could completely tear apart the ten-meter-high wave in the past only caused a small ripple on the ten blade waves.

Ling Xiao bit his lip and said, "Fire!"

The Golden Crow fired again, but to no avail.

"Fire!" Ling Xiao did not hesitate and ordered again.

This time, along with the shelling, there were several magic attacks, from several True Human Realm powerhouses such as the White River Valley.

Ling Xiao nodded to the white gentleman, then raised the Yiyang Sword again, and said, "Open the cannon! Keep firing! Shoot up all the energy, even if we die, we must die in battle!"

This time, along with the shelling, hundreds of spells appeared.

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth melted slightly, she looked up at the dim sky, and said, "Senior Brother Fang, farewell!"

"Fire!"

"Everyone's attacking with all their might!"

"Attack, everyone attack, use all the talismans, there will be no chance to use them in the future, gentlemen, let's die together!"

"Fight!"

The trumpet sounded, and before the wave of ten thousand blades, the small monks launched round after round of useless resistance.

Under extinction, ants will also rebel.

Nothing works.

But, doesn't it make sense?

Boundless flames fell from the sky.

Black flames.

Boundless.

Silent.

Under the flames, the waves are scattered.