"Rush in!

There are fewer and fewer immortal cultivators on the side of the Endless Sea, except for a few with higher strength, or it can be said... All of them have fallen, and there are only 100 Miao Miao left... It can be said that at this point, both sides have almost run out of ammunition...

Ling Qingxue and Purple Demon Yan were seriously injured one after another, falling into the endless sea, never surfacing again, Xiao Lin went deep into the endless sea to find the bodies of the two, wanting to save them on the water, Yushan Huan was slapped several times by the crystal blue bull in order to save Ziyun, and he vomited blood in his mouth, and he was no longer able to fight again!

Thirty-six blood-eyed snow apes were helpless, and they retreated one after another, protecting many injured immortal cultivators behind them, and the Wild Northern Ice Storm Barbarian Bull Knights didn't dare to come to battle for a while!

Although this Wan Jun looked sluggish, he still shook his spirits and rushed towards the endless sea area! In his mouth, he rushed towards the many ice storm bull knights who were still left behind, and rushed down there, wanting to enter the endless sea area, the broken plane near the Nine Hells!

The thirty-six blood-eyed snow apes had the heart to attack, but the Ice Storm Bull Knight stared closely at the back of the thirty-six blood-eyed snow apes, and the rear... There are still many seriously injured and dying immortal cultivators, as long as the blood-eyed snow ape gets out of the way, the people in the rear... I'm afraid I'm going to die...

The roar of the dragon and the phoenix, the roar of the tiger and the cry of the ape suddenly sounded from the sky, and before the body was in shape, the monstrous power of water and fire miraculously surrounded together, rushing towards Wan Jun, who was already infinitely close to the water surface of the endless sea!

Wan Jun was forced to stop his steps, turned to ascend to the sky, and looked viciously at the figure that rushed to make trouble! Dozens of huge terrestrial spirit beasts, the pilots of which were in the clouds, had already rushed towards the battlefield!

"Kill them!"

Although there is immaturity in Huang Xiyue's voice, the fierce meaning of this time is undisguised, and the domineering of the emperor is vividly expressed at this moment!

Although the Lu Xing Spirit Beast is mostly unfavorable in fighting above this water, it is also an emperor-level powerhouse, and when he joins the battle, he suddenly turns around again!

Wan Jun was stopped by Huang Xiyue and Tianqing, and at this time, the plan of the desolate northern party was completely eliminated, and the battle at the bottom of the sea had passed for several hours... No one knows what the current situation has become, and even Wan Jun doesn't know if their plan has succeeded in the depths of the sea...

The more time passed, Wan Jun's heart was already a little anxious, and he knew it in his heart... Their plan, but it didn't take much time, it didn't work out for so long, obviously... They were thwarted...

Wan Jun can be said to be anxious, the Deserted Northern Settlement is really all out of it, if this is defeated, they will no longer have the power to turn over... The well-known Wilderness Northern Tribes still have the remaining 1,000 Ice Storm Bull Knights, only Wan Jun knows it in their own hearts, they... There are only royal ranks, and there are still many who died because of knights, and the brute bull temporarily recognized the master, which is not of great use at all...

Although the entire Endless Sea has been exhausted, if their own side and them all die together, then what is the point of this war?

"Whoosh!"

A figure rushed out of the sea, it was Xiao Lin who had entered the sea to look for Ling Qingxue and Purple Demon Face, only to see that he was holding a figure that was already in shock in one hand, and threw it to Ziyun with his backhand!

"Take them back to heal their wounds, and retreat behind the blood-eyed snow ape!

The battle circle has changed again, although Xiao Lin's state is not at its peak at the moment, but it is more than enough for the crystal blue bull...

Ziyun let go of his hands and feet, and dragged the purple demon face and Ling Qingxue back behind the blood-eyed snow ape, and Master Yiguo answered, and the withered old man began to heal his wounds!

If he can't deal with the Crystal Blue Bull, it doesn't mean that he Ziyun can't deal with the rest of the Ice Storm Bull Knights...

Do you say that the old man regrets it? Actually... In the heart of the withered old man, he really regretted joining the battle circle in the desolate north with Lin Ying...

Since the beginning of the war, he knew in his heart that it was impossible to be alone, but now, it seems that joining the Endless Sea side is not a wise choice for him...

Although Lin Ying promised to give him a chance to prove immortality if he won, at least they have to win, in the current battle situation, at least in the eyes of the withered old man, it is too difficult to win...

The Ice Storm Bull Knights in the northern part of the wilderness are really too elite, too strong... There were only a hundred or so of them left, and they were still unequivocal about their endless sea side...

The withered old man's heart is clear, in the depths of the Endless Sea, the High Priest Wu of the Desert Northern Tribe, and a large group of people seem to be carrying out some plan, if those people come out, I'm afraid the Endless Sea will really be over...

But the withered old man is also clear in his heart, if he wants to join the desolate north of the country, it is absolutely impossible, at least if he is Wan Jun, he will never accept the surrender of a master like himself at such a time, who knows if it is a spy? Besides, such a strong person, if he says to surrender, he will surrender, what is the use of keeping it?

Although Master Yiguo couldn't help much, he had been calculating the situation in the two rooms in his heart, and when he saw the decrepit old man with a strange expression, his brows couldn't help but tighten, and he pinched his hand, and he already knew what the decrepit old man was thinking, and suddenly, Master Yiguo stepped forward...

The withered old man was still summoning the breath of life in the air, constantly making up for the life spirit element of the injured, and for a while, he didn't even notice the arrival of Master Yiguo...

Suddenly, the withered old man felt as if his back had been patted, and his whole body suddenly felt a thrill, and he suddenly turned his head and saw the old figure of Master Yiguo appear in front of him...

"The meaning of decay is like the desolate north?"

Master Yiguo's voice was not loud, except for himself and the withered old man, no third person could hear it clearly, but as soon as the withered old man heard this, he was a little stunned, and even the true element of life in his hand was out of the control of the withered old man in an instant, and once again disappeared between heaven and earth...

The meaning of the words is already obvious... The withered old man was stunned, and suddenly remembered the identity of Master Yiguo, and on his back, he couldn't help but feel a cold sweat, if Master Yiguo made this sentence public, I'm afraid that the Endless Sea would have to get rid of his potential civil strife first...

"Master Yiguo, what do you mean?"

"What I mean, you know it in your heart, and I also know what conditions Lin Ying used to let you come, so it's best not to play any tricks with us... You should know that that's not going to do you any good..."

"Hehe... I know in my heart that I don't bother Master Yiguo to remind me, not to mention, I am also quite eager for that immortal..."

"It's so good, so that you can do it yourself..."

After speaking, the withered old man returned to the side of the North Darkness Xuanxiao, and the rest of the people didn't see anything unusual, but the North Darkness Xuanxiao really saw it clearly, and when he saw Master Yiguo coming back, he couldn't help but ask.

"What's the matter, Master Yiguo?

"It's okay, I'll go and tell him to heal the immortal cultivators on our side..."

Even so, there was a strong sense of disbelief on the face of the Northern Darkness Xuanxiao, but he couldn't ask any more, so he could only frown and look at the withered old man who seemed to be absent-minded, and then at the Yiguo Master who was staring at the battle situation closely, and then temporarily stopped his suspicions, and turned his head to look at the many land spirit beasts they had brought...

Although they are all emperor-level, but after all, in terms of strength, they are uneven, and when fighting, falling, is still the most common thing... The two sides are already fighting less and less...

The Three-Eyed Tiger King has already killed the blood, unlike other leaders, he will only feel compassion when he sees his subordinates falling one after another, this Three-Eyed Tiger King saw the corpses of these land spirit beasts falling one by one and in the endless sea water, the blood sprayed wantonly, it turned out to be a bloodthirsty intention in his heart!

When fighting, it is even more unambiguous, and many Ice Storm Bull Riders can be described as daunting!

The three-eyed tiger king's body was already huge, and his body close to ten meters tall was already quite powerful, and his mouth continued to let out a heaven-shattering tiger roar, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear around the ice storm bull, a natural alien who was not afraid of the sky and the earth!

Beside the Three-Eyed Tiger King, a golden retrieved giant wolf was also invincible, among the land-walking spirit beasts, for a while, it was even centered on these two spirit beasts, constantly attacking in all directions, the battle damage was getting less and less, but the damage was getting stronger and stronger!

Wan Jun also seemed to know that the situation was no longer out of his control, and the last thing he still wanted in his heart was the success of Na Wu... Wu succeeded, even if all the people above died, their deserted tribe would be considered to have won, if Wu failed... Even if they win, they may really lose...

In the northwest direction of the Siren Clan, about eight or nine hundred miles, the eight figures were still in the air regardless of the tired rush, the color in the sea water had gradually turned from the blue to the dark red, Lin Ying and his party of eight people already knew in their hearts that this time, I am afraid that the deaths and injuries caused were no longer something they could judge...

That's a distance of nearly a thousand miles... God knows how many people died in order to make these eight or nine hundred miles stained with blood... You know, this is the sea, not the barren mountains where blood can flow freely...

"Let's go faster, faster!"

Lin Ying's voice was already a little hoarse, he didn't know what kind of situation the current situation had developed, maybe it was out of their control, but they had to arrive, even if they went just to die, they could be at ease, they could do it to the battlefield, but they would never be able to become cowards who didn't even dare to go!

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