Five days have passed since the closure of the Warrior Road, and the Guillotine Mountain, which originally gathered 780,000 people, is now less than 50,000 left, and it is still because the forces of all parties do not want to miss the next opening, so they have left the manpower here. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, the parties still didn't like each other, after all, the next time the path of martial artists opened, there would be the same quota limit, and these forces around them were also competitors.

But today, everyone only hates that there are too few people, what can they use to resist these ghost cultivators?

Zhan Beichen had a murderous aura, holding a mottled spear in his hand, this gun had been with him for countless years, and he had not seen blood for many years.

Seeing that the large array was rapidly formed, the six top formation masters of the virtuous country, as well as countless array mages, were all striving for time, as long as there was one more pillar of incense, the entire Guillotine Mountain could form an unbreakable defensive array.

Zhan Beichen sent a message out, and Xian Song Chi Fei in the distance also quickly replied, and the manpower of the battle on his side had been almost arranged.

When the two of them found out that the ghost cultivator was attacking, they immediately divided the labor, and the Zhan Beichen presided over the defense, mobilized the formation mages to arrange the defense formation, and the Zhenluo people, who were brave and good at fighting, deservedly organized and distributed people from all walks of life and formulated a battle plan.

In the ruins, if you want to escape the pursuit of the ghost cultivator, it is obviously impossible, and only by shaking it head-on can you seek a way out.

They need to wait, whether it is the reinforcements from the Jinluo country, or the nearest Xizhou people from the Xianguo, it will take at least five days from the arrival of the news!

Zhan Beichen sighed secretly in his heart, what he was most worried about was fearlessness and Wushuang, because Zhan Wuchen had not heard from him, the two children would say nothing and refuse to leave with the Seventh Lord and the others, so that they couldn't leave if they wanted to go now.

Otherwise, if the Seventh Princess and the Thirteenth Prince did not leave, the imperial court would pay attention to it, and when the time came, what powerful teleportation array, top-level flying magic weapon, and great magical power of starry sky shifting...... It won't take more than three days, or even a day, to come to support.

Zhan Beichen, who has lived in the temple for a long time, naturally knows that this is impossible, and it is in line with the interests of the imperial power to use those means, and now, the children of the powerful have left, and the interests of those people are obviously not here.

Zhan Beichen's divine thoughts swept away, and the Zhenluo people were probably the same, and it could be seen from Xian Song's solemn eyes that their reinforcements would not come too quickly!

"It's been a long time since I've moved this old bone, it seems that Zhan Beichen's name is already a little rusty, and even these lonely souls and wild ghosts dare to come out and shout? hehe......"

Zhan Beichen's voice didn't sound loud, but it spread loudly throughout Guillotine Mountain, and the humming sound echoed in every corner.

Immediately afterwards, within a radius of ten miles, a heroic voice sounded: "Old man Zhan, I didn't expect that we would have to fight side by side one day, hurry up and set up your big array, and I will go out...... Kill it!"

The two powerful countries, the two immortal powerhouses, the momentum that crushed everything suddenly descended on all corners, so that everyone's spirits were lifted, and a kind of bloody and heroic fighting spirit quickly grew from the bottom of their hearts.

The black and oppressive ghost cultivators, from all directions, like dry clouds covering the sun, overwhelmed.

The outline of a large defensive array has begun to take shape, and among the array mages, sages account for more than eighty percent, but all of them have abandoned their previous suspicions at this moment, united as one, and spared no effort to bring the art of the formation to the extreme.

Disputes between people are eternal, but they are not immutable, but there is no room for relaxation between people and ghosts.

No matter what the reason, since the ghost cultivator has launched such a momentum, it will be a vicious battle of nine deaths!

In the martial arts, everyone knows this truth, those who are weak or good at healing form a backup team, those who are strong in bows and arrows and good at long-range attacks occupy the highest point on the top of the mountain, and those who have not been on the battlefield or are timid in battle are also courageous...... They, to fight for survival!

Busy and nervous Guillotine Mountain, there is an iron-blooded will everywhere, Luo Ying shuttled through the crowd, and finally saw Xiaoxian's figure from a distance, she was cooperating with a formation master, that delicate little appearance, but quite a little capable, it seems that the chief formation master of the formation hall under the Killing Throne is really not in vain!

Luo Yingwan smiled, and he was no longer worried, although this Nizi couldn't leave, but there was a powerful father, and he was hiding behind to control the formation, so there should be no danger.

Soon, he saw two familiar figures in the Zhanjia Army.

Luo Ying walked over helplessly and said, "Long-legged girl, don't be impulsive later!"

In an instant, the long and hot figure seemed to shake, and after a few breaths, he turned around and said casually: "The scourge lives for a thousand years, and you really can't die......

A ridicule, a casual sentence, but full of indescribable, unclear taste, made the shameless person's heart suddenly soft, I don't know what to say.

But the fearless voice was loud, but he scolded beside him: "You stinky and shameless! Hug left and right, both men and women eat, are you worthy of my sister? Count you running fast before, and wait for the ghost to ...... all the ghost cultivators."

Zhan Wushuang shot across Zhan Wushuang's mouth, only an inch away, the tip of the gun flashed cold, and his big mouth suddenly closed tightly.

At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge ghost-like figure like a mountain appeared in front of people's eyes.

It was a demon from hell, exuding a monstrous aura, as if it was about to devour living beings and destroy the entire mountain of guillotines...... Shredded alive!

Everyone's faces were pale, if they said that in the face of hundreds of thousands of ghost cultivators, they still had desperate thoughts, but such a behemoth, that terrifying aura, was enough to kill people, what else to resist?

"Demons are looking for death!"

There was a deafening shout, and then an equally huge figure suddenly appeared, and it shook the demon together.

The ironclad giant like the god of war did not show weakness, and in an instant, the earth shook, the dark clouds reversed, and the demon's blow was dissolved.

Luo Ying took a sharp breath of cold air, this is a fucking martial spirit? If Xian Song Chi Fei doesn't make a move, I'm afraid that the people and horses in the middle of the mountain will be smashed, so what kind of terrifying existence is the ghost cultivator?

He is not a fledgling now, at least he has seen Tuoba Lie make a move, and he has witnessed the fight between the Shape-changing Demon and Xian Songmiao, but these people combined, they can't compare to the blow of the ironclad giant, no wonder the two countries have the absolute right to speak on the path of martial arts, it turns out that this kind of old guy is so terrifying!

At this time, another old guy was not willing to be lonely, and Zhan Beichen shouted loudly through the four fields: "Start the battle!