Under the irrigation of the various elixirs of the God of Wealth Pavilion, Sun Gui's injuries not only recovered at an astonishing speed, but also a large amount of foreign spiritual power flowed in his body, and over time, after all of them were absorbed, his strength would definitely be greatly improved.

But compared to him, the fate of others is not so good.

First civilians, then spiritualists, and now even the powerhouses of the Spirit Sect have been affected.

Yu Zhang observed that Uncle Xiaolin, as the Spirit Emperor, didn't seem to have any signs of headaches, so what about the Spirit King?

Yu Zhang looked around and was surprised to find that the familiar faces of the Spirit King who had seen in the melee also had headaches, and a little blood flowed out of their ears, which was not fatal, but it should not be underestimated.

As a result, those who still had a trace of resistance sat down on the spot, meditated, and urged their spiritual power to heal themselves.

But if the pests are not eradicated, their healing methods are only a drop in the bucket, and the injuries will become more and more serious, especially in the brain.

The civilians were close to being wiped out, and the spiritual magicians below the realm of the Spirit Sect could not afford to be seriously injured, and even the Spirit King meditated and recuperated one after another, not daring to move.

And those believers of the Five Elements Sect who don't want to die, the more ferocious they move, the faster they attack. They are hot-headed, and the flying insects in their brains are more active, hastening their deaths.

The brain tissue was destroyed, and even the strong spirit king fell to the ground bleeding from all his orifices, unable to move again.

Seeing this, a look of horror covered His Majesty's face. He looked at the six princes in the distance in disbelief, his mouth opened, but he was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

In the end, with a crying voice, he barely squeezed a few words out of his throat: "Little Liu... What are you doing here!!"

When the sixth prince heard his father's shout, he turned his head with empty eyes and said, "Father, this is the only way. You see, in the sky, whether it is the city lord of the four cities with close relatives and blood, or the two generals of the God of Wealth Pavilion, they are all unwilling to give their all to our dynasty, and their defeat and flight have become a foregone conclusion from the beginning. ”

The reason why the six people who were still holding on at this moment, the reason why they did not leave like the elders of the Five Peaks Sword Sect was that they knew that once they also withdrew, then the enemy's five Spirit Emperors would be liberated, and no matter who they were, they would not be able to escape.

At this time, the six people gathered, barely able to fight the enemy, but if each went back to his own house to find his own mother, then it would only be a five-on-one situation.

Moreover, the forces behind the six of them are not simple goods, they are not there, and there are other strong people as pillars to support them.

The sixth prince continued: "In exchange for the lives of these tens of thousands of people, in exchange for the security and consolidation of the entire country, it is a necessary sacrifice at this time. ”

Although he said the word "sacrifice", there was no expression of regret or distress on his face.

After he finished speaking, no matter what kind of eyes the emperor looked at him, no matter what the emperor thought of him, he only resolutely turned around and faced the devastated crowd.

Seeing that the fanatical followers of the Five Elements Sect were almost lying down, he raised his right hand and made a specific movement with five fingers.

After seeing the six princes in mid-air making this action, among the crowd, those few people who were not affected by the flying insects also rushed out.

They stripped off their civilian disguises, revealing their familiar hooded black robes... There are hundreds of black-robed people!

"Up!"

With the shouting of the six princes and an order, the black-robed people flew out one by one, rushed back into the crowd, and found the dying corpses of those powerful ones, and under the shroud of the black robes, a strange chewing sound sounded.

Some of them couldn't contain their curiosity and bent down to check, but they all screamed in horror and sat down on the ground in fright.

They saw rows of dense insects of all kinds emerge from the flesh and blood of those black-robed men, gnawing on the bodies of those who were about to die or the dead.

The body of an adult is like yellow sand passing away with the wind, and there are not even a few grains of dregs left in three or five strokes.

And the targets of their gnawing were all spiritual magicians, and as the gnawing process came to an end, it was obvious that those originally thin black-robed people suddenly became stronger, supporting the black robes to the full, and the cold spiritual power emanating from them became more and more obvious and powerful.

Then, all of a sudden, everyone heard a piercing buzzing sound, like 100 million insects chirping at the same time with their unique mouthpieces, and the source of that sound was the Six Princes in the sky!

I saw that his face was facing up, his throat was bulging, and his body was bent in a strange arc, and he raised his head to the sky and howled like a wolf's howl.

His throat fluttered violently, and the piercing beep endured.

Then, the black-robed men, who had eaten and drunk enough, all raised their heads to the sky and roared, making the same shrill sound in response.

"Squeak!" This sound is extremely ugly, hundreds of times worse than what fingernails scratch through the iron plate, some people can't bear it, and spit it out directly, and the rest of them are also covering their ears hard, their expressions are quite uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's the relationship between the soul of the divine beast, this voice is particularly obvious in Yu Zhang's ears, it seems to be magnified ten times and a hundred times, and even Yu Zhang can't help but retch a few times.

After a while, the black-robed men and the six princes in the sky finally stopped, and the harsh and ugly beeping sound stopped.

In a moment when everyone was relieved, those black-robed people moved again, and the black robes behind them were suddenly torn by something, and a pair of transparent thin wings, stained with bright red blood, grew out of the flesh on their backs.

Then, hundreds of black-robed people all leaped up, like cannonballs, rushing straight up, slashing straight in, and inserting between the five Spirit Emperors of the Five Elements Sect and the God of Wealth Pavilion Master.

"Stand down, six waste!" the six princes also flew to the side, squinted at the pavilion master, and said in a cold and fierce tone.

"You!" The city lord of the four cities couldn't get angry, but the other party was a prince, and his identity was born higher than them.

Although the four of them were angry, they asked them to retreat, and they couldn't ask for it.

Although the Pavilion Master of the God of Wealth and Uncle Hawkeye looked displeased, they also retreated as expected, leaving the battlefield in the gladiatorial arena to the Six Princes and the group of black-robed people.

At this time, in the crowd, except for the most of the ordinary people who were already lifeless, the rest of the spiritualists were all rescuing each other.

In the face of such tragic natural and man-made disasters, the gap between forces has been infinitely narrowed.

Almost every faction has one or two full-time healers, but there are too many people affected by flying insects to have enough manpower.

It's been a long time since the incident began to ferment, and many healers have discovered the real cause of the bleeding in people's seven orifices - there are living creatures in the brain.

When everyone was in a hurry, suddenly a gentle fragrance came from somewhere, smelling this fragrance, I felt that the whole person was a lot calmer, and the mood fluctuations became more and more stable, and I even wanted to lie down on the spot and fall asleep.

The source of the fragrance comes from a clearing in the crowd.

A woman in a red dress is dancing here, and the thin sword in her hand is like a beautiful silk, flexible and strong.

The woman was intoxicated with her sword dance, and from her body, the spiritual power spread out wave after wave like ripples, forming this strange fragrance.

The aroma seemed to have a miraculous effect, making people forget the current pain in their heads, and instead cast appreciative glances at the woman in the red dress.

And this woman in the red dress is known to everyone present - Wufeng Sword Sect, Hundred Flowers Sword, Liang Feng!