Soldiers!"

"Bing!"

"Bing!"

...... Countless Terran divine soldiers flew into the sky, fixed the four corners and eight poles, protected their own warriors and family children, the light in the sky flickered, like stars, from time to time on the famous mountain there was a huge light swept over, flashing like a comet swinging tail.

The beast clan also sacrificed countless divine soldiers, the sky and the human race divine soldiers competed, everywhere there were divine soldiers intersecting with the majestic edge, everywhere there were explosions and fires of starlight collision, the heaven and earth shook, the fortress and totem pole of the beast clan could not suppress the earth, and the banner of the sky could not fix the sky, the entire Zhongzhou continent seemed to have a twenty-three level earthquake, swaying in the wind and rain, some of the stars in the sky had fallen down, smashed on the earth, those ordinary soldiers could not even stand on the ground, extremely sad.

Something was moving in the sky, distant and mysterious.

It was a fierce battle between the holy beast and the human saint, the people on the earth could not look up, the long smoke and the moon, too far away, the battle of the saints seemed to have reached the sky, but, the occasional red blood floating down still made the soldiers on the ground tremble, the blood of the saint can destroy all things in heaven and earth, can destroy mountains and rivers, the beast god and the open heaven realm dare not be contaminated, occasionally there are heavenly divine soldiers who are affected by the storm of the battle of the sage, and directly explode and annihilate.

The sky is no longer viable, and the orcs and humans now only dare to fight on the ground.

As the war heats up, ordinary human races have died, and the environment in Zhongzhou is no longer suitable for human survival, and only the extreme guardian arrays in the cities that have not yet been destroyed still protect some living people, but many of the arrays have been affected and exploded, and the people inside have also died.

The disaster of Zhongzhou, the extinction of the dead race, those cultivators of the low-level realm will die when they go to the battlefield, and they will die if they don't go to the battlefield, which is why at the beginning, those Terran saints tried their best to mediate, not let the human race go out of the city, and try to avoid a decisive battle with the beast race.

Now, it has come to the last moment, and there is no way to avoid it.

This is also the fate of the Zhongzhou human race, and there is no escape.

"Kill!" The Terran warriors with a slightly higher realm already knew the result, they knew that they had no way to return home, and they couldn't go back, and even if they went back, their family members would almost die, so they had to fight for their lives on the battlefield and kill as many orcs as possible.

The trumpets sounded again, and in the face of the boundless storm and strong pressure, the Terran warriors were still desperately fighting.

Including those warriors of the Terran Race in the Divine Domain, they are not out of the Divine Domain