When Lan Che finally stood in front of Ge Sheng and blessed Ge Sheng with a life salute, Ge Sheng didn't even realize what was happening. With-Dream- . lā

At that moment, he had forgotten that there was also the strategy that had been agreed upon long ago, shifts.

So far, he has been fighting for two full hours.

When the eternal night is over, Mo Xiaojing's silk thread will not be able to play such a powerful role, this is originally a weapon for strange soldiers, and when it is discovered by the enemy, it is especially easy to crack.

Because those threads have a fatal weakness - they are just silk threads.

Under Mo Xiaojing's control, those silk threads that originally bypassed the hard bones and minions could easily rely on the other party's inertia to cut their **, but after being prepared, when those demonic beasts that deliberately tore and gnawed the silk threads used their lives to consume them, no amount of silk threads could play their original use.

Therefore, it is better to use a sword.

Mo Xiaojing's azure greatsword seems to have the blessing of wind and water, and every swing will carry the split wind and frozen water, so as long as it rubs against the edge of the demonic beasts, it will cause near-fatal wounds, even if those demonic beasts are controlled by inexplicable forces, it is difficult to continue fighting.

And the strength of the elder is really shown at this time, and the strength in the absolute sense is not something that can be covered up by just relying on tricks.

Mo Xiaojing, who didn't have the advantage of a blade, could still approach the enemy who could easily block the tide of attacks, and only occasionally miss one or two for Ge Sheng behind him to solve.

He is a user of a thousand tribulations, and he is a top swordsman with superb swordsmanship, and his cultivation of fighting qi is also superb, as an existence with almost no weaknesses, it is reasonable to burst out with combat power far beyond the level.

However, it still can't hide the ease with which he showed in this near-crushing battle.

He seemed to be very familiar with and very well adapted to this outnumbered fight.

And Ge Sheng, as the "protected", is really embarrassed.

His whole body was already covered with blood, as well as countless black-brown fragments of internal organs, and the whole person seemed to crawl out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

He did everything a good warrior should do, but he couldn't dodge the attack that came from all directions at any time, even though the Thousand Tribulations were the most suitable for this kind of battle, but after all, he had never experienced this kind of battle.

After all, the battle lasted too long.

The Shadow Wing Armor given by Ao Xuehua also played a huge role, blocking many attacks for Ge Sheng that were not fatal but enough to seriously injure him, and if it weren't for this, Ge Sheng really couldn't believe that he would be able to stand up to now.

So when Lan Che whispered to him that it was over, Ge Sheng still couldn't believe it.

He looked back at Mo Xiaojing, only to see the huge lava giant slowly standing up from the glacier, beating its chest like King Kong, and then roaring towards the herd.

Qixia looked at his pet quietly with his hands behind his back, and looked back at Ge Sheng's strange gaze: "This is the way civilized people fight, okay, learn a little." ”

When Ge Sheng sat back on the ice gorge with the help of Ao Xuehua, his whole body was trembling and twitching.

It's not fear, and it's not about fear.

Just because - so tired.

Slash with all your might, swing with all your might, dodge with all your might, and dash with all your might.

This action of trying all out was repeated over the course of two hours, and even a body that had cultivated for a thousand eons could not bear such a burden.

Every tendon of his body trembled at him, as if he had been able to hold on until now with God's favor.

But Ge Sheng did not relax in the slightest, and in the evening sunset, he looked across the ice gorge.

Ao Xuehua, who had just sent him here, had already sat back in place, and the whole person was sitting there calmly with his knees folded like a sculpture, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be remembering someone.

But the kind of momentum she exudes all over her body is like a sharp sword that has broken out of the sheath even though she is in the scabbard, which makes people feel sharp and compelling when they look at it.

Shi Feng stood behind her.

It's just strange that the Ice Boy is as dead and silent as a snowman at the moment, and if it weren't for the naked eye to be able to observe his existence, if he closed his eyes, Ge Sheng would even think that there was nothing there.

It's a strange feeling, so strange that it feels faintly uneasy.

Ge Sheng looked overhead, and at the highest point of the Ice Gorge, he saw the person he wanted to see.

The Third Highness sat there, two slender and white calves exposed under the black cloak.

She sat there quietly with her feet in the air, as if looking at the scenery, and her expression was also flat from afar.

As if - this is a battle that has nothing to do with her.

But I don't know why, when he saw that girl, Ge Sheng's uneasy heart calmed down a lot.

Then Ge Sheng realized that the pungent fishy smell all over his body, the biting cold after the blood stained and the ice, was almost vomiting under the stimulation for a while.

Fang Cai can't manage so much in the battle, after all, the line of life and death, as long as you chop and chop and chop, but when idle, the traces of blood, flesh, internal organs and filth on the body, along with the touch and smell, are extremely disgusting and disgusting.

The double discomfort of psychology and physiology urged Ge Sheng to take a shower and change into clean clothes, but the fatigue of ** made Ge Sheng not even want to move his fingers.

It was at this time that Ge Sheng felt the sound of approaching.

He looked up and saw Mo Xiaojing standing in front of him.

Unlike him, the elder who had been under more pressure looked no different from usual at this time, and there was no blood stain on even the white swordsman suit, except for a little more tiredness between his eyebrows, it was no different from the usual Mo Xiaojing.

Ge Sheng didn't even have time to sigh, and he saw Mo Xiaojing stretching out his finger towards him.

"Past Life......

Mo Xiaojing's speech was extremely fast, and when Ge Sheng reacted, he saw the light rise from his body, and he realized that this was the spell that Mo Xiaojing had used, but he didn't understand why he would use it on himself.

In the next moment, Ge Sheng realized that the filth that Fang had brought him so much discomfort had disappeared with those white brilliance, and he looked at Mo Xiaojing with a grateful look on his face.

"That's amazing." Mo Xiaojing smiled and said: "It's really shameful to be able to perform like this for the first time on such a battlefield. ”

Ge Sheng shook his head lightly: "If it weren't for you......"

"There are no ifs in this world." Mo Xiaojing said.

The brutal battle before didn't seem to affect him too much.

"You're only fourteen years old, and maybe there are fourteen-year-old geniuses who can have the opportunity to compete with you head-on, or even beat you, but let them do what you did today, then there are only a handful of people who can do it."

"You're just ......" Ge Sheng just wanted to refute, but was gently interrupted by Mo Xiaojing.

"Yes, I'm only seventeen, uh, no, I'm almost eighteen." Mo Xiaojing touched his nose to correct his age, and then laughed softly: "I am different from you, and I am also different from Her Royal Highness the princess, I have been given too many things, so life will inevitably be a little more bitter than yours." ”

Saying this, Mo Xiaojing turned his mouth and asked, "Do you feel that we can hold it?" ”

Ge Sheng couldn't help but look down at him, seeing that Qixia was summoning an endless stream of lava beasts, rock giants, and all kinds of summons of the three major and five thick, even Lan Che was led astray by him, and while applying auxiliary spells to the two people, he was also summoning various thunderbolts and the like to assist in the battle.

Although it sounds very unreliable, under this narrow terrain, the endless summons have formed a numerical advantage in this square inch, and are gradually crushing those demonic beasts who are fighting away.

Ge Sheng looked at it and felt a little speechless: "The two of them ...... Is it supportable? ”

Mo Xiaojing couldn't help but laugh softly: "Those two people ......"

He paused and continued: "Those two people are not good at anything, but their magic power is very special and abundant. ”

Then he continued to look at Ge Sheng, waiting for him to give an answer.

Ge Sheng was silent for a moment.

Can it be kept?

This is a serious and real problem.

So when Ge Sheng answered, his expression was a little serious.

"I don't think so."

"I don't know why Rodriguez is reluctant to make a move, but once he does, all our resistance will be in vain."

Mo Xiaojing nodded: "But why are we still here?" “

Ge Sheng was silent.

He could vaguely answer something, but he couldn't clearly tell Mo Xiaojing what he wanted to say in his heart.

Mo Xiaojing looked at the sky with a smile and spoke.

"Because—fighting is a meaning in itself."

"At least."

"We fought against it."