The spear and halberd spear can pierce the chest of the beast without any fancy force. However, the beasts behind were not afraid of death, and jumped into the air by stepping on the corpse of their partner in front of them, taking the life of the monk with their teeth and claws, and the soul cultivators in the formation shot soul arrows, which could be shot into the throat of the fierce beast with one arrow.

The divine cultivation is to take to the air to fight, cooperate with the soul boat to kill the birds in the air, and can support the ground battle at any time.

In this battle, Mu Bai did not choose to attack alone, but led a team of hundreds of second-level and above monks to form a sharp knife formation, advancing straight in the herd of beasts.

Mu Baijin's body is bright, with his own body as the tip of the knife, holding the Pisces sword, regardless of the flesh and blood injuries on his body, he kills the beast when he sees it, cuts it at close range, and harvests the heads of countless fierce beasts along the way.

The monks on both sides also gave up their defenses to attack, and slashed the fanged beasts that pounced on them with the greatest strength, and retreated into the formation when they were unable to support them, and then replaced them in the formation to make up for them, and continued to fight, so as to replace them.

After fighting like this, there has long been no distinction between soul cultivation and physical cultivation, but ask for one word, "kill"!

The sharp knife thrust forward, and where it passed, the corpse of the beast fell to the ground.

After advancing for several miles, he had already inserted into the previous main battle place, and his feet were already covered with blood and cement, and his feet were already covered with corpses.

The monks wielded the soul soldiers, their arms were numb, their souls were sluggish, and the time for taking turns to rest was getting shorter and shorter.

Slowly, the two combat teams joined together and continued on their way, giving the tired monk more time to recuperate.

The elixir had long been exhausted, and the monks held soul crystals in their hands, racing against time to accelerate the replenishment of soul power.

continued, and another formation came towards the sword formation led by Mu Bai. The people who survived were all covered in blood and unstable support.

Zhou Detai stood in the soul boat, and when he saw that the sword formation led by Mu Bai was tight in the herd of beasts, he deliberately made people beat the war drums. The sound of the drum clanged, turned into sound waves, and entered the ears of thousands of people in the knife array, making everyone vibrate!

"If we continue, we will be hunted and killed by the beasts. ”

Rao is Zuo Lin is as resolute as a mountain, and he also feels more and more pressure heavier than the mountain.

"Zuo Lin, stand up to my position!"

Zuo Lin obeyed the order, came to Mu Bai's side, waved the halberd with one arm, and sealed the tip alone, not letting the beasts step over, and not letting the beasts break through the sharp knife formation from the inside.

Mu Bai took off into the air, summoned the divine black soul, and turned into a giant of hundreds of zhang.

"Second Rank Monk, Minister!"

Mu Bai shouted, and the second-level monks of the various sects in the formation jumped on the broad backs of the gods, these monks either had stumps and broken arms, or their strength was exhausted, if they stayed any longer, they would only die.

Mu Bai activated the soul power of the department, controlled the Shenwu, swung his giant wings, and flew towards the embankment.

The battle lasted for several hours, and the beast tide still did not threaten the embankment, which shows that this battle of resistance was quite effective.

Mu Bai sent these hundreds of second-level monks back to the city, treated them in time, and recovered their strength, and it was another one

Fresh combat power.

After sending it back, Mu Bai didn't stop for the slightest, turned around and hurriedly returned to the place of the knife formation.

Zuo Lin's third-level peak physical cultivation was already unstable on his feet at this time, and the silver mangs were scattered. It can be seen how much pressure this edge is facing.

"Go back to the team and rest, I'm here. ”

Zuo Lin nodded, staggered into the formation, and raced against time to recover his strength.

Mu Bai returned to the sword formation, and under the sword swing and fighting, the more than 100 strong monks who formed the formation felt that the pressure was relieved a lot.

didn't dare to risk everyone's lives, this time back in the formation, Mu Bai stood still and faced the beast that pounced alone. In this way, the entire sword formation will no longer continue to go deep, worried that the lone army will go deeper, and in the end there will be no return.

"Brother Mu, I'm here to help you!"

Mu Bai's killing momentum did not change, and at this time, Ling Jinyu flew to his side.

"If you don't have a sergeant position, you should not come here!"

"It doesn't matter, the two armies have cooperated in one place, and they will be dispatched by Zhou Detai for the time being. ”

Mu Bai acquiesced, knowing that the great sect of the Imperial Spirit Sect was indeed a rare handsome talent.

There were two cultivators for a while, and the remaining hundred or so monks were all third-level powerhouses. This force, which can be described as an invincible division in the army, no longer continues to advance, but intersperses left and right, picking up the powerful beasts and leaving.

Fighting hard, a group of hundred-foot-sized brown brute elephants suddenly appeared, numbering hundreds or thousands, rampaging through the battlefield like advancing fortresses, trampling countless monks wherever they passed.

"Eldest princess, you go back to the city and take out a hundred barrels of fire oil!"

"Good!"

Ling Jinyu didn't mind Mu Bai giving orders to herself, so she turned around and flew back to Jiayu Fort, packed more than a hundred barrels of kerosene into a mustard seed bag, and hurriedly flew back to the sky above the knife formation.

Knowing Mu Bai's intentions, Ling Jinyu stopped and stood above the brown earth barbarian elephant herd, and poured the oil barrel into the sky.

"Fire Attack!"

As the fire oil was dumped from the air on the elephant herd, Mu Bai shouted, and dozens of soul cultivators shot soul power rockets at the barbarian elephant beast herd, and in an instant, a raging fire ignited in the barbarian elephant beast herd.

Mu Bai sacrificed the Divine Crow, and Ling Jinyu also sacrificed the souls of two giant birds in the air, spraying flames at the same time towards the barbarian elephant herd.

The brown earth brute elephant was drenched in oil, and the soul fire burned more and more violently, emitting a deafening elephant roar, and the galloping hooves rampaged, but they collided with each other, and crashed into the herd like crazy, burning raging flames everywhere.

After such a struggle, the brown earth elephant collapsed to the ground and turned to ashes.

In less than the time for tea, hundreds of brown elephants died.

"Good!"

"Relieve your anger!"

Such a beautiful battle was very happy, so that the monks on the battlefield were all demoralized, and they slashed and killed even more ruthlessly when they used the soul soldiers.

Although the tide of beasts is large, it is not endless. Under the fierce fighting, the army of monks in Jiayu Fort has firmly controlled the situation, making it difficult for this beast tide to push further.

Just when everyone saw the hope of victory, they heard a bell in the air

The sound of bells and gold.

Beat the drum to march and Mingjin to withdraw the troops, this is the signal to ask the battlefield monks to withdraw their troops!

Such a powerful situation, but to withdraw the troops? Mu Bai was puzzled, and turned his head to look at Lu Ling Daozun from afar.

Lu Ling Daozun was fighting fiercely with the demon black Jiao in the air, and when he felt Mu Bai's gaze, he actually nodded and signaled to withdraw!

Although the current situation is very good, the military order has to be obeyed.

There were less than 500,000 monks left in the millions, and under the order to withdraw, the army of monks fought and retreated. More than 100 soul boats have also flown back to the embankment wall, and the soldiers stationed there will carry war materials and wounded to the boats.

This is to abandon the Jialan defense!

"Eldest princess, lead your sect monks, hurry up and get on the boat!"

Ling Jinyu hesitated, knowing that the sect was important, so he had no choice but to fly away to gather the remaining monks in the sect.

"You all hurry up and get on the boat!"

Mu Bai turned around and looked at the nearly 100 strong people in the sword formation.

"No, the retreat of the army can be defenseless, let us and Elder Mu hold the last moment, and break off for everyone!"

(End of chapter)