Even, even the disciples of Wenzong have been killed and injured from time to time.

Although their methods are very effective against these monsters, there are too many monsters, and it is inevitable that there will be something that cannot be guarded against.

As for the wounded soldiers and literati, I don't know how many.

But they are really tenacious.

In the endless battles, the cooperation between the soldiers and the literati became more and more tacit.

The soldiers fended off the monsters' attacks in front, and the literati blessed the soldiers in the rear and dealt a fatal blow to the monsters.

With this cooperation, the casualties of the coalition forces were gradually contained.

On the other hand, over time, the bones that appeared, and their strength almost reached the top.

The strongest of them can probably fight against a small saint.

Although the Ten Thousand Demon Blood Massacre was terrifying, it was not enough to truly stimulate the ferocity of this place.

After all, the strong people who died here back then, in terms of number and strength, were not comparable to tens of thousands of demon soldiers.

In the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge, dry bones are still crawling out in a steady stream.

The situation has not deteriorated, but it shows no signs of improving.

High in the sky, Yin Ming and Huo Jiudao's eyes suddenly glanced somewhere.

Suddenly, a soldier below screamed.

"Oh my god, what's that!?"

With his voice, a huge figure rose from the ground, casting a huge shadow in the coalition array.

Compared to this huge figure, the bones of those mountain-like giant beasts were nothing even more.

Even, far away in the sea of blood, the demon kings noticed this huge figure.

Of course, when it comes to being a figure, it's actually a spherical monster.

Viewed from the side, the giant monster had an almost oval body.

His body was uneven, sinking here and bulging there, and it was disgusting.

This monster is not the skeleton of some strong man.

Not the bones of a strong man, to be precise.

This is the bones of countless strong men scattered by the coalition forces, gathered and combined.

Therefore, this monster is huge and amazing, even higher than the mountain of Ten Thousand Burial Mountains.

If his elliptical body was erected, it would be far higher than the mountains.

Monsters also have no limbs and no facial features.

His head was directed towards the coalition forces, and he shook slightly, as if searching for the breath of life.

Immediately afterwards, the head of the monster, which had no facial features, opened a big opening.

It's hard to imagine in terms of shape, but it's probably like a giant mouth.

The direction in which the huge mouth opened was just towards Zhu Mingfei.

Zhu Mingfei frowned, burst into a loud shout, and jumped up.

At this moment, he burst out with the strongest momentum in his life.

The silver light on a silver spear skyrocketed, and the inner breath of the martial arts erupted several feet.

He shouted: "Benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, loyalty, filial piety, compassion, moderation, forgiveness, courage, and letting!"

The essence of the twelve characters of Confucianism.

Confucianism talks about benevolence and righteousness, which is quite in line with Zhu Mingfei's temperament.

He is not a person who is afraid of death, and after studying with Yin Ming for a period of time, the extreme part of his temperament has also been polished a lot.

He drank out the essence of these twelve words, and he actually got the true meaning of it.

These twelve words, he is a means of imitating Yin Ming's tongue and spring thunder.

It's just that he is not a literati, so naturally he can't achieve the effect of releasing thunder.

However, Wendao has been recognized by heaven and earth, and the essence of the 12 characters of Confucianism, as an important part of it, has extraordinary effects when recited sincerely.

Even ordinary people who read these twelve words quietly will gain something.

Zhu Mingfei drank the twelve words, and the silver gun in his hand was full of brilliance, and there was a faint trace of electric light.

In the next moment, he twisted his arm and turned over, and suddenly exerted force.

The spear came out of his hand.

A silver spear swirled with electric light, spewing thin internal breath, piercing the monster's huge mouth.

Poof!

The silver spear pierced in, making a dull sound.

The monster's movements paused for a moment, and then resumed its movements.

And Zhu Mingfei shot with all his strength, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhu Mingfei changed color.

This monster is so strong!

The Martial Dao Little Saint struck with all his might, but it didn't even cause any impact.

By this time, the monster's jaw had already pounced.

Zhu Mingfei's eyes were about to split, he waved his two fists, and he actually flew up, wanting to fight with him.

At this moment, his mind was full of the words "benevolence" and "righteousness".

He couldn't help but recall the scene in front of the apricot altar.

Yin Ming's figure sat dimly on the stone altar, as if he was telling something.

Is it "killing yourself"?

Or is it "sacrificing one's life for righteousness"?

What exactly?

Zhu Mingfei had a strange martial arts surge in both hands.

There is somehow a generosity in that inner breath.

Zhu Mingfei's figure was already close to the open mouth.

At this moment, Zhu Mingfei thought a lot.

He first thought of the countless demon clans who had died in his hands, and then thought of some people who had been bullied by him.

Looking back on my life, it seems that I have really done some foolish things.

My temper is really bad.

Thankfully, however, nothing went wrong.

I don't know if those who have been bullied by me will forgive themselves after they die?

Let him be.

Now, it doesn't matter.

This life of slaying demons and demons is in vain!

When Zhu Mingfei was about to rush into the giant mouth with the will to die, a fierce and incomparable sword suddenly flew past Zhu Mingfei's side.

Huo Jiudao's hearty laughter sounded: "Boy, there is a kind, this punch is so-so, a bit of what I mean." ”

With the sound, the golden light flashed.

Huo Jiudao's figure rushed past, with a sharp sword.

Just a flash of the sword, the huge monster's body suddenly underwent a landslide-like change.

It turned out that Huo Jiu's knife had cut him in half from the middle.

The monster that easily devoured Xiao Sheng's full force turned into two hemispheres.

Zhu Mingfei was in mid-air, a little distracted.

This killing and sacrificing one's life is neither killing nor sacrificing.

Although it was good to survive, Zhu Mingfei was still uncomfortable and almost wanted to vomit blood.

The great inertia carried his body and slammed into the monster's remains.

At this time, Yu You flew from nowhere and pounced on Zhu Mingfei with a fit.

Yu You's speed this time was surprisingly fast, and he directly knocked Zhu Mingfei away.

The two of them rushed to the side of the mountain rock.

Don't look at that monster under the knife of Huo Jiu's knife, like tofu, it is vulnerable, but for Xiao Sheng, it is still fatal.

As long as the monster does not completely collapse, no one is sure that he will not act again.

When he was about to crash into the mountain rock, Zhu Mingfei finally came back to his senses.

He rolled over and stood in front of Yu You.

Bang!

The two of them were firmly packed on the mountain rock, stirring up a large piece of rubble.

Yu You coughed twice, but laughed, wanting to say something.

Zhu Mingfei had already grabbed Yu You's head and said, "I want you to be nosy!"

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