The crimson blood flowed out like gurgling water.

I put the wound on my wrist on the Heavenly Eye.

Unisol used the blood sacrifice to launch the great transformation of this evil sect into the living person, and I can only use the blood sacrifice to see through it.

Tianmu, who was stained with blood, began to squirm excitedly like a leech, greedily sucking the blood.

Suddenly, it was as if my head had been smashed off with a hammer.

A strange sound sounded in my ears like low-frequency hertz fluctuations, and the vision of my eyes began to blur, leaving only the vision of the Celestial Eye.

Xiao Hei's figure skyrocketed several times, and then contracted sharply, and he actually lost his "quality" and "shape" for a while, and turned into an invisible wisp of black qi, enveloping my body, dragging me to prevent me from falling.

At this time, I also felt that the blood sacrifice was enough, and if I continued, I might lose my mind, so I immediately removed my bleeding wrist and bandaged it with my sleeve.

At this moment, my Tianmu has reached the level of "distinguishing the dust from the subtleties", and when I look down, I can even see the pores of those people's skin clearly.

Not only that, the battle situation above Huanggangliang, the "qi" flowing everywhere, even if my Qi Gong has not been cultivated to the top level, I can see it clearly with the eyes of heaven.

In the south, the battle between the five demon immortals and Yin Changsheng was already completely one-sided, although Yin Changsheng had already revealed the true body of the crow, but the red murderous aura around the five demon immortals still firmly suppressed the yin qi of Yin Changsheng!

Moreover, the current sun is already faintly showing the momentum of the horizon! Once the time of the night passes, Yin Changsheng will undoubtedly fail.

But I didn't have time to care about the situation on their side, so I just opened my eyes wider and looked around for the main body of the Unisol stream.

I still couldn't find anywhere, but I noticed something unusual.

The anger on those black-robed people is very strange.

They are indeed living people, and what radiates from them is genuine vitality.

It's just that the anger in them does not come from their own bodies, but from the dirt under their feet!

Therefore, after they have been killed, they lie on the ground for a while, so that they can be resurrected and reborn and fight again.

I focused my mind on the Heavenly Eyes again, trying to see through what the flow of life was like underneath.

The place where the vitality is strongest is not in the deep leylines.

But...... It was less than five meters below the top of the battlefield hill.

There was a strong human being, sitting cross-legged! In a few moments, another humanoid figure much weaker than him would become angry, detach from his body, and climb to the ground.

My eyes widened, because the battle situation was too chaotic, and the battlefield of about 10,000 people was littered with stumps and broken arms, and no one would notice that those newborn black-robed people had climbed up from the ground.

And the main body of Unisol is also hidden underground, no wonder I couldn't find him before.

He had quietly entered the center of our camp before, and it was this method of retreat.

"What the hell is the body of this Uni beam? And...... Why does he have a face so similar to Mei in the snow? "I wondered.

But now was not the time to think about it, and I yelled at the battlefield below: "Dig three feet into the ground!" The enemy's body is underground! ”

But in the midst of the chaos, no one could hear me.

I could only let that black aura envelop me and quickly fall to the ground, and then start digging the pit with the water-avoiding sword and the pale black iron sword.

But before I could dig out a meter deep, the Uniso Stream, who was hiding underground, had already sensed my movements, and immediately gave an order to the black-robed horned people around me to attack me first.

All of a sudden, an overwhelming black tide came to me.

"I'm sick of it! You things you can't kill! I roared as I swung my sword and slashed the arms of the two black-robed horned men.

But in the next second, I was still surrounded by them, and countless short axes slashed at me with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

This posture was to break my body into pieces, and in desperation, I could only lie down on the spot and raise my sword to meet those black-robed horned people.

But not to mention, my extremely obscene and scoundrel actions are quite effective, because those black-robed horned people are all tall, and they only have two melee weapons, a scimitar and a short-handled axe, and I can't do anything about it when I lie down.

In that case, they only have two means of attack, throwing me with a weapon, or stomping on me with their feet.

And I frantically turned the water-proof sword with one hand, forming a circular shield, which could bounce away all the axes and scimitars thrown at me, and in turn hurt them, and if they tried to come and step on me, I would use the black iron sword in the other hand to cut off their legs.

Just when I thought I was invincible, one of the horned men around me suddenly let out a strange shout.

After that, his companions immediately responded to his shouts.

Then there are more people responding, ebb and fall on each other, and it sounds very rhythmic.

Immediately, a horned man threw his axe at me.

This time, for some reason, his strength became unusually large, and I almost didn't stop it!

Then came the second and third axes, both of which nearly smashed my water-repellent sword.

I felt that I couldn't use this tactic anymore to rely on them, so I quickly stood up with a carp, and then continued to use the old-fashioned "Yanhuan Chop" to deal with them.

But within ten rounds, I was bleeding from the tiger's mouth, and both swords were gone.

I gasped for breath as I looked at the black-robed people who were still screaming strangely, and finally remembered why they had done this.

This is a secret method of the Inner Mongolian shaman, called "wild shouting", through which the shouting can be used to borrow strength from the partners who fight side by side.

It is said that the Mongol cavalry under Genghis Khan of the Yuan Dynasty were all familiar with this secret method, coupled with the "mangu" tactic of shooting arrows while fleeing on horseback, so as to sweep the world and establish the invincible Mongol Empire.

At this time, my two long swords were taken off, and I could only pull out the short knife at my waist and bluff at those black-robed people.

The black-robed men roared again, and countless axes slashed at me again.

I can't deal with my short knife, and in a hurry, I can only follow my past combat habits and let Xiao Hei help me block it!

After completing the blood sacrifice just now, Xiao Hei lost his human form and turned into a pool of black mist, at this juncture, it turned out to be more advantageous, the black mist immediately condensed quickly, forming a ring shield, blocking those axes.

As soon as I had an idea, I immediately controlled the black mist and turned it into a long sword.

The black mist immediately turned into a rather imposing black greatsword.

I picked up the black giant sword to meet the group of black-robed people, thinking that this was probably the ultimate form of Tianmu Nu, the legendary guardian of the entrance to the Kunlun Wonderland, "Tianmu Xu"!

Whatever you want, it is an imaginary image, and the black giant sword is not confined to a fixed form, and can change into eighteen forms of soldiers at any time to beat the group of black-robed people.

But at this time, in the distant peaks halfway up the mountainside, a dazzling morning light suddenly flashed!

After a night of fierce fighting, it's dawn!

It also means that Yin Changsheng can't hold back the five demon immortals!

"It's not good." A drop of cold sweat oozed from my forehead.

At the same time, I turned my head to look at the battle situation around me, and there were not many people left on our side of the Snow Treading Army.

But the number of those black-robed people was even greater than just now.

An extremely great sense of powerlessness swirled in my head, as if no matter what I did, I couldn't save us from losing this battle.

The Unisol stream body hiding underground, I can't do anything about him at all, just dealing with these black-robed people has exhausted me.

The sound in my ears never stopped.

"Help! My hand was cut off! ”

"Blood! The bleeding can't be stopped! ”

"Why can't these people be killed? I don't want to fight! I want to go home! ”

Cries, begs for mercy, the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh and bones, the sound of blood splattering.

This is what war looks like, and it is far more cruel than I could have imagined.

At this moment, I felt as if something in my body had collapsed, and I immediately wanted to kneel on the ground and completely give up resistance.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed me by the shoulder.

I turned my head to look at Nameless, covered in blood.