The sage also began to fall, and in this regard, both the demon race and the human race were shocked, what is the sage, it is the strongest of the two races, and it is the strongest combat power among the two races.

But he was the strongest, but he was still killed.

The blood rain was still falling from the sky, and the sound of crying was constantly faintly reaching everyone's ears.

Under the cover of blood rain, there is no limit to the battle to stop, in fact, to be honest, after three days of fierce fighting, at this time, whether it is a human race or a demon race, as long as it is still alive, it is already exhausted, and everyone is holding on to their last breath.

Even the naturally belligerent demon clan is difficult to hold on to at this time, but no one dares to retreat, and no one dares to take a step back before receiving the order to retreat, because as soon as you retreat, the other party will definitely press up, and then you can only be defeated.

This battle can almost be said to be a great battle that hit the entire strength of the human race and the demon race, and in the end, after lasting four days, finally, the ancestors of both sides gave the order to retreat.

At the same time, the order to retreat was issued, which was actually a last resort for the ancestors of both sides, and there was no way to do it.

Not to mention how they themselves had been after four days of fierce fighting, from them down, whether it was a saint on both sides, a half-saint, or an ordinary martial artist on both sides, they were already exhausted at this time.

The spiritual power or demonic energy of the whole body has been consumed, and from a distance, these millions of people seem to be fighting in a group between the stones at this time, without those powerful martial arts, let alone the sky-high demonic energy and spiritual power.

Everyone is already running out of oil, and it is difficult to fight again, for the situation of both sides, the ancestors on both sides also know that the battle is enough to fight here, both sides need to rest, and there is no point in fighting again.

The order to retreat was issued, and the two sides also tacitly did not choose to continue to entangle, and withdrew in different directions.

After four days of fierce fighting, everyone just wanted to get a good night's sleep at the moment, and there was nothing else to think about.

No one was fighting, and the two clans withdrew from the battlefield at the same time, but although the two sides retreated at the same time, they did not retreat far, only retreated three hundred miles, and then began to set up camp, and it was obvious that there was still a battle to break out next.

The three hundred miles of mutual retreat can only be said to have withdrawn from the battlefield, but they have not completely evacuated, the human race did not return to the Zhongtian station, and the demon race did not return to their base camp, so on both sides of the battlefield, the two sides camped separately, looking at each other from afar, licking the bleeding wounds, while waiting for the arrival of the next big war.

After the First World War, Mianyang didn't know how far away from the battlefield, the survivors evacuated, but they also left countless corpses.

A day after the battle, the Terrans and Demons sent several teams to the battlefield at the same time to collect their corpses.

A strange scene appeared, the teams of the two races met on the battlefield, but they did not shoot at each other, just lowered their heads, silently cleaning up the corpses of those fallen of their respective races.

Countless teams shuttled back and forth across the battlefield, and corpses were transported back to their temporary stations.

It really took three days for the corpses on the battlefield to be disposed of, but although the corpses scattered all over the mountains were gone, the earth had turned blood red at this time.

The once green grassland is gone, replaced by a barren scene, the blood-red land exudes a faint smell of blood, and the blood-red color, as if it is dyed red by blood, no matter how you wash it, there is no way to wash it clean.

After the war, all kinds of work were carried out in an orderly manner, the corpses were collected and transported back to the rear, and the Terrans transported the bodies of these warriors who died in battle back to the other three states and handed them over to their relatives.

And the demons also transported the corpses of the warriors who died in battle back to the Northern Demon Continent for burial through the blood gate.

It seems that the bloody battle is just four days, but after the war, both sides need constant time to lick the wounds left by the war, and for several days, whether it is the human camp or the demon camp, the atmosphere is solemn.

After really experiencing such a bloody battle, not only the human race, but even the belligerent demon race fell into silence, and those companions who had been drunk with their own strength and drunkenness may have completely left themselves in this battle, and there were even quite a few, and even the corpse capital could not be left.

The armies of the two clans were like two dormant beasts, just quietly prostrate on the plains east of the Yin Shengzhou, looking at each other from a distance of nearly a thousand miles, licking their wounds while preparing for the arrival of the next big battle, ready for the arrival of another battle.

Time passed in a quiet and solemn atmosphere, a brief period of calm, but both sides continued to replenish their strength at the same time.

The Terrans once again mobilized a large army from the remaining five major garrisons, as well as the three major states in the rear, to support, and the Demon Race continued to increase troops to the Tianhe Continent through the Blood Gate.

There is constantly fresh blood flowing into this dormant beast, and these new teams, obviously not knowing how fierce such a battle is, they still seem a little relaxed at the moment, but I believe that soon, their views will change.

Reinforcements from both clans continued to pour into the plains east of the Yin Holy State, and when both sides were ready, a bloody battle would break out again.

Unconsciously, half a month passed, and at this time, Xiao Chen, who had been in a coma for half a month, finally woke up.

At the beginning, because of the explosion of the space collapse, Xiao Chen fell directly into a coma, which also grew, after all, the power of the space collapse, except for the sage, the martial artists under it could not resist at all, and it could be regarded as Xiao Chen's cultivation of the Hundred Refining Battle Body, if he were someone else, I am afraid that he would have already died.

It can be said that this injury is the most serious one in Xiao Chen's history, and such a serious injury naturally worries Qin Shuirou's three daughters, including Chen Ling and Long Qing, and there are also some six gods without masters, and even these ancestors such as the Burning Lamp Ancient Saint have personally come to visit Xiao Chen.

The three girls have been guarding Xiao Chen's side, every day for twelve hours, Xiao Chen has at least one woman by his side, and at this time, seeing Xiao Chen waking up slowly, the third girl, who was originally whispering something, surrounded her as soon as possible.

Looking at Xiao Chen, who was pale, Qin Shuirou was the first to speak, changing from the coldness of the past, and said with worry in her eyes, "Husband, how are you, don't scare me." ”

"Woo........... Brother Xiao Chen." As Qin Shuirou spoke, Gu Lingyao cried directly, but the Hundred Flowers Fairy on the side did not speak, but the worry in her eyes that was no less than Qin Shuirou was enough to explain everything.

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