The group attack of the beetle is a nightmare for almost any creature, and their power is like that of the Iron Heroes of the Order Era, which are torn apart and overturned by the overwhelming rain of rockets, and the only thing that can be done is to speed up and keep rushing out of the range of the saturation strike.

Beiming has never seen an adult, only a chance encounter with a young beetle, their bulky body and the weight of the body can not withstand any damage, once the damage causes the stress point to be unstable, their own weight is the most terrifying enemy.

In the same way, the protection of the swarm is also strict and harsh, not only stationed in a large number of various war insects, but also the attack position is also extremely hidden, the air is the world of the swarm, and there is no aerial reconnaissance to find the parabolic angle and range of the dark beetle.

Long Beiming pulled Liang Xiao, who had returned to normal from the state of fire demons, onto the horse, Liang Xiao had already fainted at this time, and now the safest place on the entire battlefield was on the back of the Destruction Heavenly Horse.

Rushing against the blow of the dark beetle, the silent dark element force exploded all around, the light of the explosion was dim, but the lethality was amazing.

A dark element force aggregate exploded softly, rolling up a large amount of flesh and dust, the accelerated charge of the Destruction Heavenly Horse, the flame fairing was extremely red, and the Yanxiang Array took Long Beiming as the eye of the formation, and drove the acceleration of the entire formation cavalry with the terrifying speed of the Destruction Heavenly Horse, but the same speed also reduced the speed of the Destruction Heavenly Horse.

Under the advantages of the other, the Yanxiang array composed of hundreds of people rushed straight to the swarm of land bugs.

There is no way to avoid, there is no way to hide, only by rushing through the non-set alien land choking swarm, there is hope for life, this army is a lone army, a lone army trapped and defended.

"Protect the Guard, Lord Wait!"

"Protect the Guard, Lord Wait!"

"Old Qin, restore my rivers and mountains, blood will not be drained, and death will not be truce"

Yan Xiang Array is like a sharp knife directly piercing into the swarm of xenomorphic land bugs, rushing into the swarm, Long Beiming is not the first time, but every time it is nine deaths, the last time it was almost desperate, no one knows the horror of the swarm better than Long Beiming.

Ordinary demon beetles can't stop the impact of the Qin army's cavalry, but the longer the impact in the sea of insects, the greater the resistance, and once it is completely trapped, it will be a dead end.

Long Beiming slashed at the boundless demon beetle, the speed of destroying the heavenly horse became slower and slower, the frequency of the heavenly fire descending became longer and longer, and the rolling flames became more and more sluggish.

"Revenge for us!"

As soon as Long Beiming split the head of a demon beetle, a cavalryman on his side was submerged and torn apart by the sea of insects, and under the sea of insects of the demon beetle, a new insect appeared, a worm that he saw for the first time.

"Otherworldly: Tiger Worms, small tiger insects can easily burrow under the demon beetles, beware of their powerful bites. ”

The small tiger insect was less than a meter long, and its cockroach-like appearance shuttled quickly under the demon beetle, biting the leg of the war horse, and the lame war horse fell, and the unbalanced cavalry was quickly swallowed by the sea of insects.

The insect swarm will not only be insect sea tactics, but the combination of multiple insects will be more terrifying, and Long Beiming vaguely remembers that the insect swarm will also be arrayed.

If there is a soul element power, Long Beiming may not be able to try to rush out of the insect swarm with the guards, if the collected heaven and earth soul source can all be transformed into soul element power

There are not so many ifs in the world, the bloody battlefield will never give you a chance to compete fairly, one after another cavalry was pounced, torn apart, and the ruined horse kept kicking and trampling to tear apart the insects in front of and behind him, the cavalry was completely trapped in the quagmire, Wulianghai, Ah Tang's war horses were bitten off by tiger insects, and their limbs were drowned by the sea of insects.

Long Beiming had to rush into the swarm of insects with a sword to save them one by one, once in the Lingbo Prison Long Beiming did not have that ability, he could only watch his companions die one by one, powerless, today's Long Beiming is almost desperate, but as long as he is alive, he never wants to see anyone die for him again.

It hurts, and the indifference that Long Beipo taught him to look down on everything, he has never learned

There were only more than 100 people left, and the cavalry could only gather around Long Beiming, relying on the flames spread out by the Destruction Heavenly Horse to block the tiger insects' dexterous attacks and broken legs.

Constantly swords, slashing, traversing, occasionally relying on the essence of the source of the essence of the soul power, gradually accumulating, the sonic boom shock sword style in the face of the huge sea of insects can only talk better than nothing.

The perception of the sword, accumulated from the numbness, every split, cross-section, gradually became more and more enlightened, every cavalry splashed with blood, just like Long Beiming's heart dripping blood.

and the shouts they shouted to the army before they died, all of which shook Long Beiming's soul.

Long Beiming is not a saint, he will not be supported, and he has not even had too much contact with this group of guards, but the thinking of the ancient Qin people is like this, one day for the guard, one day for the guard, one day should be killed for it, no one has thought about why, why, in their worldview, it should be, because of the honor of the guard.

The crisp sword roar sounded one by one in the noisy insect song, and there were constantly insects falling into beautiful dreams in confusion, and the dreams of insects and their memories continued to baptize Long Beiming's brain, and every time the sword dream flashed, you could see the memories of this group of insects, from the very beginning to tear the brain, and even numb.

More than 100 horses have been reduced to dozens of horses, and even the back of the Destruction Sky Horse has been given to Wu Lianghai and Liang Xiao, who were seriously injured and unconscious, and Long Beiming personally dismounted and fought on foot.

The Nine Armors are broken, the Six Imperial Guards are broken, the Three Shields are broken, the constant rebirth, the continuous shattering, and the endless ability of the Five Elements Barrier even has a kind of crumbling.

Get knocked down by a three-star magic beetle, get up, kill one and pounce on a new one, never ending.

A personal guard cavalryman beside Long Beiming hanged himself in despair, and the blood sprayed from the artery in his neck splashed Long Beiming's body.

Even the Pony of Destruction was crumbling, its hooves staggering.

"Longbei, I can't kill it, you can walk quickly, take it with someone who can move."

Ah Tang pushed away a two-star demon beetle that rushed over, and he didn't even have the strength to kill or even hit.

They are still fierce and fearless of death, no matter how many they kill, they will only charge, and they will always charge.

With a cracking sound, the Mourning Heaven armor shattered, and the armor, which was already full of potholes, could no longer withstand such frequent blows, like a thousand-mile embankment collapsing into an anthill.

Despair, desolation.

Even Long Beiming didn't know how many times he had taken out the sword, how many times he felt the ethereal sword understanding through the numb killing, sad, sad, and hopeless.

Without reinforcements, without reinforcements, no one will remember their valiant battle.

Long Beiming seemed to see the battle a few years ago at this moment, the terrifying powerhouses were numb to the enemies covered in the vast universe, boundless, no hope, no end in sight, maybe you can erase a galaxy with a flick of your fingers, but there will be more enemies to make up for that range.

Even Virgil thought it was a win-inducible, desperate battle, that kind of sorrow, that kind of unwillingness, and that kind of hope for a miracle.

Once Long Beiming had seen the ethereal cemetery, the broken tombstones, and the voices of lament and remorse that had been passed on for I don't know how many years.

The stabbing, picking, traversing, and mediocre sword styles are becoming more and more concise, and the understanding of the sword that is not in existence is becoming more and more thorough, as if the true meaning and essence of understanding can be understood, which can only be understood but not spoken.

Transparent, clear, a sword roar suddenly sounded, like the tremor of Hong Zhong Dalu, but it was slightly not deafening like music.

Between the ethereal sky, it seems to echo the old "our remorse".

Suddenly, the insects chirped and silenced.