Before the dark figure could make a move, a thunderbolt had already slashed away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The "Golden Light Array" covers the entire Feiyan Basin, which covers an area of tens of thousands of square kilometers. In this tens of thousands of square kilometers of land, there are now wars everywhere.

With such a huge battlefield and such a huge war, it is naturally impossible for three or two kittens to participate in the war.

In this area, there are many, many people fighting with Zhang Hui and the four of them. To their left and right, and to the left and right, and then to the left, and then to the extended, there were countless cultivators and warriors from the same and different sects, who were fighting hard.

The weapons of the warriors are mainly hot weapons.

They are generally used to deal with the hordes of corpses fighting in groups, and only a few elites are selected to fight with the cultivators.

Cultivators, on the other hand, are of all types, and among them, martial arts cultivation and Dharma cultivation are the mainstay.

The Jade Retort Alliance is an alliance where martial arts and cultivation each occupy half of the country, and other types of cultivators can only exist by relying on them, which is basically not worth mentioning.

The sudden thunder just now came from one of the Dharma cultivators.

The body was exposed, and in the face of the thunder attack, the evil cultivator calmly urged the spell, and a round of arc-shaped bone weapons rose into the air, meeting the thunder.

"Boom" and "click" sounded almost simultaneously, accompanied by a dull grunt.

The thunder is gone, and the bones are cracked.

The evil cultivator's somewhat pale face suddenly turned red, obviously the rupture of the magic weapon had caused him a lot of internal injuries. He didn't dare to delay, casting spells to hide himself, and at the same time hurriedly retreating to cover his body by relying on the corpse.

However, the evil cultivator had just moved, and a pitch-black dagger stretched out from his side without warning, stabbing him in the ribs.

The evil cultivator is also experienced in a hundred battles, even if he is suddenly assassinated, he can also prompt the life-saving spell that has been prepared long ago in time, and a looming shadow suddenly emerges from him. Immediately afterward, the shadow swooped down on the Assassin and disappeared into his body in an instant.

The Assassin's body froze slightly, and the dagger lacked some strength and speed.

As a result, although the dagger pierced the skin and flesh of the evil cultivator, it failed to hurt his ultimate goal, his heart and lungs.

The evil cultivator who responded in time successfully escaped, and even took a second look at the assassin and felt that it was too much, and he directly escaped into the long corpse, and it was difficult to find it.

And the assassin who missed the blow did not bother to kill the evil cultivator, and simply disappeared again.

On the battlefield, success or failure is a common thing.

If you have to worry about the final outcome of every battle and have to succeed, it is completely boring. If one is not good, it is very likely that he will be killed by his own entanglement and greed.

Therefore, knowing how to shoot when you should shoot, and letting go when you should let go, is a qualified veteran.

In this round between Zhang Hui and the evil cultivators, no one really took advantage, and there were not even dead people-the corpses were not counted as people, so naturally they were not counted among the dead. Elsewhere, however, the fighting was not so "peaceful" - after all, there was a slight mistake, and even if there was no mistake, there would be a battlefield with a large number of casualties - and people on both sides kept falling.

And such a small number of casualties continue to converge, and heavy casualties become inevitable.

But the war continues, the casualties continue, and neither side has any intention of backing down, and there is no room for retreat.

Another hour passed, and Zhang Hui, who had been fighting for half a day, had already killed hundreds of corpses.

This is a truly brilliant result.

You know, in the late stages of the battle, he was wounded. And because of his injuries, he also received special care from evil cultivators, and the assassinations and attacks on the weaknesses of the battle array again and again made him very unmoved. But just like that, he still killed hundreds of corpses.

Such a result, of course, can be called brilliant, and he can definitely be proud.

But Zhang Hui didn't mean to be proud and happy at all, he was only deeply worried and tired.

The corpses seemed to be endless, killing one, and then one, two, three...... Even a group of people, it is completely impossible to kill.

He felt that his efforts didn't seem to have any effect at all, but instead killed more and more.

Although he knew that it must be a delusion, this bad feeling lingered and made him very uncomfortable.

And it has not been a day or two since such an uncomfortable feeling appeared.

Only today, particularly strongly.

He could clearly feel that today's evil corpses were more dense, and the frequency and strength of evil cultivators had also increased significantly, making their battles more and more difficult.

This made him deeply worried, and he was really worried about whether he would have a chance to come down again the next time he went to battle.

After getting off the battlefield and walking on the way back to the camp, Zhang Hui asked the same door next to him, it was the same main battle fellow who had been injured by the blow he had helped the other party block the blow of the evil cultivator before: "Senior Brother Qiu, you are related to the master of the hall, and the news must be better than ours." Have you heard some inside scoop about this damn war? ”

Senior Brother Qiu, who was asked, smiled bitterly and said, "I said that I am related to the master of the hall, but in fact, it can be regarded as a strange relationship that cannot be beaten by eight poles. The master of the hall just saw that I was still motivated, so he didn't deny it. However, I did hear some rumors that the Cult Alliance would do whatever it took to take us down this time! I don't know. ”

"There is no need to be specific, just know that it is indeed the enemy who has stepped up the offensive! I said how could today's battle be so difficult! Before, I thought I was too tired and had a delusion. Zhang Hui breathed a sigh of relief, but he also sighed.

Breathe a sigh of relief, it is to solve the doubts in my heart.

Sigh, the more fierce the battle becomes, and the greater the risk for these minions.

"Delusion is good, I don't know. Anyway, I know, I'm really tired. The guy on the side, who was definitely a handsome guy, sighed while cleaning the stains on his body, "I really don't know how long this damn war will last?" When I look at these corpses now, I feel sick. ”

If you are handsome, you will immediately get everyone's approval, and they are all extremely disgusted.

After a big battle, everyone was covered in blood and smelled of foul odors.

Even if they have all adapted to the cruelty of war, they will never be able to get used to the bloody disgusting stench, and the terrible appearance of the corpse that is decomposing in its entirety, it is really an all-round torture, which makes people collapse infinitely.

Although zombies and zombies can move, they are actually the "mutations" of corpses, and the smell of decay is really ten miles away from the wind, and their rotten appearance makes people have nightmares.