"You idiots, at this critical juncture, ask for ghosts and gods?"

"Otherwise, Brother Feng has now manifested his spirit and saved the lives of Wan Commanders, if this is true, don't we have hope? Otherwise, what should we do? That barrier is unbreakable, and there is a group of royalists who want to kill us, what can we do?"

"It is better to ask for others than for ourselves, and at this critical moment, we must make a decision at the right time, and we can no longer be soft-hearted. First kill all those who obeyed Wu Fatian's orders, remove obstacles, and then attack the formation with all your might. As for the miracle from the ghosts and gods, I hope to be able to encounter it, but I can't fully pin it. ”

With a glint in his eyes, Qin Shanhai said solemnly.

Everyone looked at him deeply and nodded slightly.

Only Wan Zining was still a little stunned, looking up at the bright moon above her head that was covered with a layer of red by the red enchantment, as if she saw Yang Feng smiling at them in the sky, encouraging them not to give up, and she couldn't help muttering in her heart.

Yang Feng, last time you were in the sky and appeared to help us? It's just that why did you appear for such a short time, I didn't have time to see your true appearance......

Tears gradually blurred her eyes, and Wan Zining's heart was full of longing.

And Yang Feng is now cultivating frantically under the output of a large amount of Lan Qi from the Lan Beast, and the trumpet has reached the peak cultivation of the first order of the Martial Spirit.

Early the next morning, the coalition forces had regrouped and started the crusade again.

It's just that this time they didn't pay attention to Wu Fatian's enchantment in the arena, but concentrated on sweeping away those royalists. Before the second general attack, get rid of these obstacles.

And the royalists also have this kind of idea, in order to let Wu Fatian revoke the enchantment, Kai'en let them go, and he must kill these rebels one by one according to his wishes.

The two sides went back and forth to kill each other, their eyes were red, and blood flowed like rivers.

Everyone has a desire for life, and wantonly plunders the lives of others, like a group of Gu worms competing for the Gu King, only those who survive to the end can get out of this inhumane Shura field.

Looking at this scene, Wu Fatian smiled, and the light in the depths of his eyes was even more disdainful, and Yang Feng used the Thousand Miles Insight Technique to monitor all this, but he shook his head helplessly and sighed lightly.

Only a figure in the darkness shed tears of grief and fell to its knees.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon eight days had passed, and the men and horses on both sides had already killed all over the corpses, and there was still no decisive victory.

Nothing has changed, except that both sides are drastically reducing their numbers, and neither has been able to overpower the other. Only the red storm around it had swept through most of Wujiabao and approached everyone's war zone, but the people had already killed the red eyes, and no one paid attention to the real threat that had arrived.

"You rebels, why don't you die? Without you, how could the lord of the fort kill the entire people of Wujiabao? For the sake of us innocent people, you should die quickly, please. ”

"You idiots, our revolutionary uprising is not for you? Do you want others to step on your heads all your life?"

"That's better than dying. Originally, everyone had a quiet time, but you caused trouble. ”

"You have a good time, but it is the disaster that has not come your turn. As long as Wu Fatian is in power for one day, everyone will finish playing sooner or later, why are you so blind? You all deserve to die!"

......

Jingle, people are insulting and fighting.

Suddenly, a red air flow swept through, and as soon as a fighting commander of the Terracotta Division touched it, he immediately turned into ashes.

His opponent was fighting hard, and suddenly found that his enemy was gone, leaving only a red light approaching him at a rapid speed, and he was startled to find that the red storm had come to him at some point, and immediately screamed: "Oh no, the storm has ......"

Call!

With a roar, the man was swallowed up by the storm.

Immediately afterward, the storm went straight into the battlefield, harvesting human lives, and many people were reduced to nothingness in a daze.

At this time, people realized that the real danger had come, and they stopped fighting, fled for their lives, and moved to the center.

In the evening, the men and horses on both sides gathered in the central area of Wujiabao, a temporary safe place, but they were still tense, hostile to each other, and their eyes were red.

A three-meter-wide boundary in the middle, separating the two sides, looked like a temporary truce, but the smell of gunpowder that was about to explode was getting stronger and stronger.

Ninety percent of Wujiabao's territory had been completely swallowed up by the Lan Qi storm, and the rebels and royalists had no choice but to gather together.

However, although they had to merge temporarily due to geographical conditions, their hearts were still hostile, and they blamed each other for causing the current predicament.

The royalists believed that all these disasters were caused by the rebels. Without their rebellion, there would be no current disaster, and I can't wait to eat their flesh and drink their blood to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

The rebels were angry with the royalists, hating them for always playing the role of a dog's leg and defending Wu Fatian's brutality.

Otherwise, without the interference of this group of minions, they might have broken through Wu Fatian's barrier long ago, pulled the dictator out and whipped the corpse, and solved this crisis.

Both sides blamed the anger in their hearts on each other, and a war in the central area was about to start again.

Looking at the hostile eyes of the two sides, Wu Fatian smiled again, laughing wildly.

Okay, good, it's worthy of the people of the castle who have been cultivated by the lord of this castle for so many years, and at this time, they are still complaining to each other, fighting each other, and bringing the last entertainment to the lord of this castle.

Pigs, after all, are pigs, born to be slaughtered, hahaha......

"You idiots, it's all this time, and you're still fighting among yourself, how long will you be confused?"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out from the big screen: "Open your eyes and take a good look, who is laughing and crying here? After all, you are just a bunch of ignorant victims!"

Belch!

The body was stagnant, and everyone who was hating each other on both sides was stunned, and Wu Fatian, who was laughing evilly, couldn't help but be stunned.

Then, people turned their heads to look, only to see that what appeared on that screen was none other than the first person of the nobles, Sima Changfeng.

It's just that at this time, Sima Changfeng is not as graceful and quiet as usual, but unkempt and dejected, and tears can't stop flowing down in his eyes......

It's Lord Sima, he's ...... What's wrong?

In Wujiabao, although Sima Changfeng is a nobleman, he has a very good reputation and has always been kind to others. Not only did the nobles have great respect for him, but even the commoners and untouchables regarded him as a virtuous minister.

He is a personable, saint-like figure.

But who would have thought that Sima Changfeng, who usually has poetry and books in his belly, is so sloppy at this time, and he doesn't care about the elegant image he once had.

Suddenly, everyone in the castle fell silent, and they stopped arguing and scolding.

"The red storm is about to sweep through the city, and you still have time to kill each other here, and you can't find a more stupid being than you in any animal race. ”

His body kept swaying, as if he was about to fall with the wind, Sima Changfeng smiled bitterly and shed tears: "Rebels, what is the purpose of your rebellion? Your goals are the same, why do you kill yourself so much? Especially those defenders, do you think that Wu Fatian will really let you go if you kill all the rebels?"