In the third battalion, in a hut in the Houcheng residence, Jing Jun was covered in blood, his face was pale, lying on the bed, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, his mind was blurred, and he was about to enter a coma.

Mao Yanran held a piece of white gauze in her little hand, and kept wiping the blood that was constantly overflowing from the corners of Jing Jun's mouth, but her eyes full of aura were rippling with tears at the moment, and clear tears "fluttered" down Jing Jun's pale face, and then the girl tried to wipe away her tears.

"Yan ...... Sweet...... I...... Elder brother...... , my brother didn't ...... It's okay......"

Jing Jun endured waves of heart-rending pain on his body, and tried to open his eyelids that were like a thousand boulders pressing at this moment, but his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't see the girl's anxious face that was close at hand, so he could only open his mouth to comfort, and said a few words intermittently, as if he had emptied the last trace of strength in his body, and moved his arm and did not raise it after all.

"Woo...... , brother, don't scare Yanran, it's Yanran who is not good, and I didn't listen to Uncle Niu...... Whining...... , brother, wake up......"

When the little girl heard this, she became more and more sad, and she felt even more remorseful.

"No...... , don't blame Yan...... , Yanran, is the brother...... , Brother ...... , self-immeasurable...... Force ......"

Jing Jun was no longer able to open his eyes, and the last trace of concern in his heart supported him not to completely pass out.

Mao Yanran cried even more, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, wait a minute, I'll go find Uncle Niu! Uncle must have a way!"

"No ......"

When Jing Jun heard this, he didn't know where he got the strength, so he reached out and grabbed the girl, but the internal and external injuries made him unable to say anything else.

"Brother, Yanran doesn't want you to leave me, I'll go find someone!"

The girl insisted, but Jing Jun's hand holding her arm was so strong that she couldn't break free for a while.

"Don't ...... Don't go,...... Listen to my brother, if there is a ...... in the end , there is an accident, you ...... You must find ...... Find your sister...... Sister, you ...... You must ...... You must live well......"

Jing Jun said so much in one breath, he couldn't hold on any longer, and he fell into a coma.

"Wow......"

Seeing this, the girl's young heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of foreboding, and she began to cry.

"Brother, wake up......"

"Don't leave Yanran behind, woo...... Yanran doesn't want you to leave......"

"Wow...... Woo......"

"Brother, you take this pill, this is from Uncle Ape's Cave Mansion, Uncle Long said it can save your life...... , it's all blame, I didn't think about it just now...... , brother, you must get better!"

Two dark red pills appeared in the palm of Mao Yanran's small hand, which were directly stuffed into Jing Jun's mouth, and the girl forgot to pour water to help obey in her hurry, but fortunately, the pills melted in her mouth, and Jing Jun, who was unconscious, successfully took it.

The little girl wiped a handful of tears and couldn't take her eyes off it, hoping that the dark red pill would play a miraculous effect and save Jing Jun.

A minute passed, but Mao Yanran seemed to have waited for tens of millions of years, Jing Jun showed no signs of waking up, and the girl was desperate again, crying and crying.

The little girl's mournful cry spread throughout the Houshan residence, but unfortunately now the heavy troops are approaching the city, and almost all the people in the city except for the seriously ill and seriously injured are in battle, and the sound of gunshots, shouts and killings in front of them comes from time to time, and not many people notice that there is a heartbroken girl here.

Jing Jun was extremely seriously injured this time, which can be said to be the most serious injury he has been injured since he joined the army.

In terms of trauma, Xiong Meng's last leg was swept, and all the ribs on his right side were fractured, and it was obvious at this moment that Jing Jun's right chest collapsed, and he lost lightning to transform his physical strength, otherwise he would have died on the spot.

In terms of internal injuries, the damage to internal organs is not serious, but the fierce battle with Xiong Meng and the constant use of lightning magic have caused excessive mental power depletion, otherwise he would not even be able to concentrate.

In short, the difference between the realms of the two is too big, Jing Jun has been practicing magic for less than a year, although he has entered the realm quickly, but at present, he is only at the level of the middle level of the middle level of the middle level of the magician, and Xiong Meng has been at the peak of the high level of the martial artist for many years.

With such a gap, even though Jing Jun's means were extraordinary, after Xiong Meng stabilized his position, his defeat was certain.

On the front line, the bloody battle continues.

There is never a right or wrong in war, there is only blood and bones and whitewashed words about the ultimate victor.

The third battalion is built on the mountain, the city wall is in a huge mountain depression, the distance between the two convex surfaces is more than 40 zhang, and the peaks on both sides are like axes and knives, smooth and unclimbable.

Such a terrain determines that the only way to attack the city is the front, and it is impossible to rely on the advantage of the sea of people, the frontal battlefield is at most fifty zhang, and no matter how many people can't squeeze in, otherwise the army of nearly 400,000 people can also flood the three camps of the city.

At this point in the battle, the concave area of more than 20 zhang deep was covered by dead corpses, and in fact, the soldiers who rushed up from the rear were already charging with the corpses of the previous robes.

Blood and water mixed with sand formed a terrifying crimson mud, and the corpses of the lowest coalition troops were completely mired in flesh and blood.

The network of fire intertwined with twenty turn-tube machine guns at the head of the city had already been breached, and the water in the moat under the city was filled with corpses and rose by a third.

Fortunately, the coalition forces that attacked the city are still a minority, and there is no need to worry about the fall of the city for the time being, but it is only between morning and evening, after all, the machine gun ammunition is almost exhausted.

In another small battlefield, the elite rescue fighters led by Niu Ben are also fighting hard.

There is no Jing army here, Niu Ben does not want to fight with Xiong here, and fights and retreats, but it is difficult to break through in a short time.

Mastiff Iron was covered in injuries, and his mouth was still extremely arrogant, which made the shark angry all over the world, and he wanted to cut Mastiff Iron immediately, but the latter encountered this situation and slashed with a knife regardless of defense.

Shark Sihai didn't want to lose both sides of it, so he had to change his moves to block, and like this, the two of them came and went, and they couldn't fight for a long time.

Lian Wang Ape Yi had already taken advantage of the chaos to withdraw from the battlefield, so he was reluctant to join the melee, but he squinted his eyes and couldn't help sneering.

The two battlefields, large and small, seem to be deadlocked, but in fact they are extremely unfavorable to the three battalions, and if they continue like this, it is still difficult to escape the destruction of the city.

On the other side of the ocean, a huge mountain is incalculable in terms of geometry, the strange peaks and strange stones in the mountains, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, raise the eyes and look at it from afar, the spire of the ancient castle is hidden in it, the main peak passes through the clouds, and it is difficult to look up at the top.

The breath of eternal vicissitudes came from the huge mountain, and the whole mountain was shrouded in inky lead, and the blazing sun seemed to have forgotten this ancient mountain, and the sunlight could not penetrate the layers of black clouds.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, in addition to involuntarily producing negative emotions such as gloomy, depression, and depression, it is difficult for ordinary people to like this ancient and mysterious mountain.

At this moment, a hundred feet high in front of the giant mountain, a large cloud like ink was strangely suspended.

There were thunderstorms in the clouds, lightning flashed, and there were faint figures shuttling through them.

"Your Excellency Long Yuntian, you have come to the Holy Mountain of our clan again, is it really easy to bully my clan?"

In the clouds, three figures stood in a zigzag shape, the three of them were dressed in black robes, and a trace of black qi emanated from behind them, and the dark clouds in the sky were all composed of this black qi.

The black robe of the person in the center shimmered with silver light, which was different from the pure black robe of the two behind him, which also indicated that the identity of this person was different.

Opposite the three of them, a slender figure was independent in the air, surrounded by blue and purple lightning, forcing the strange black qi ten zhang away, it was the lightning great demon Saint Dragon Yuntian.

"Haha, Sade, you've lived a long time, but you still don't care where the old man comes and goes, right?"

Long Yuntian looked up to the sky and smiled, as if what he had just heard was the biggest joke in the ages, and then his expression was cold, and he said coldly: "If you say that you are bullying the weak, but you have been a thief to me for many years, don't you say that you don't know those people in the south and northwest?"

"Oh, Your Excellency is talking about them, and you know that for a thousand years we have admired His Excellency the Holy Ancestor, and it is not unreasonable for young people to worship him. ”

The man in the center was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and his golden eyes flashed sharply, but he spoke calmly.

"Hmph! Sade, you don't need to act in front of me, you waited for the whole army to be wiped out back then, and now you should go to the front like this!"

The Great Demon Saint really couldn't see that the person on the other side was full of lies, and shouted loudly.

Sure enough, Sade's pale face sank, his hooked nose took a deep breath, the black qi behind him vibrated violently, and he said coldly: "Since this is the case, you will stay first today!"

Seeing this, Long Yuntian put his hands behind his back, paced forward a few steps slowly, looked at the three of Sade, and laughed: "It's just you, it's not okay!"

Sade's face became colder and his golden eyes shrank sharply, but he knew that this person was terrible, and the four princes besieged this person back then, and in the end he retreated, and he also killed one of the princes.

He Sade asked himself if he was not weak to others, but if he and the two attendants behind him alone, he really didn't know the bottom of his heart.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, and your Excellency's tone seems to be getting more and more perfect, I wonder if there is any growth under your hands?

While Sade was silent, another person flew here with a boundless black cloud, and he knew Long Yuntian by listening to his tone.

"After a long time in the castle, you have to come out and relax, wouldn't it be more wonderful to know a friend from afar?"

As soon as Augustus arrived, another man flew in, who was younger than Sade and Augustus, and it was true, with a high nose, deep eyes, and golden hair, but his face looked too pale, but on the other hand, he had a melancholy temperament.

Long Yuntian was still strolling around as if he was in his own backyard, and he didn't show the slightest nervousness because of the two more people, he glanced at the three of them one by one, and it was rare to show a smile, and said, "Is there anyone else coming?"

Sade and Augustus both sneered, but the young man who came later smiled slightly, touched his chest with his left hand, leaned forward slightly, and said loudly: "I am Prince Ancosa, hello Your Excellency Long Yuntian!"

The Demon Saint couldn't help but look at Ankosa a few more times, he didn't seem to have seen this young prince in the West a few times, I don't know if he couldn't bear it or if he was a newcomer, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

At this moment, a blazing aura that burned everything in the world struck fiercely, Long Yuntian snorted coldly, flicked the sleeves of his robe, the electric light "crackled", and the blazing fire dissipated, and shouted: "Shenlong Gu Su is in collusion with the blood clan, I also said how could there be no of you!"

"Hehe, Long Yuntian, I will burn you to ashes today!"

As soon as the words fell, two huge "monsters" stopped in the air.