The Terrans gathered in the northwest and entered a tense state of readiness for war.

The granaries were hoarded, the ravines were spread out vertically and horizontally, and the spears and leather armor that were hurried to be produced were distributed to every soldier.

The 30,000 old and weak women and children will not participate in the battle, and will hide in the large array laid by the Qishan Dao Palace.

There are more than 10,000 warriors left, at least all of whom have innate strength, and they will guard the periphery of the large array, relying on the trenches to protect their relatives, friends and clansmen.

Song Yun and the other four emperors will be at the front, responsible for dealing with the strongest beasts and bearing the heaviest pressure.

Among them, Song Yun dealt with the two demon emperors alone, and also killed the first wave of fierce beasts that rushed into Anxi "by the way".

The five of them were well aware of the arduous task, so they retreated and practiced all day long, not daring to stop for a moment.

Driven by the tremendous pressure, the efficiency of cultivation has also been increased to the extreme.

1 day, 2 days, 3 days......

Song Yun first focused on cultivating the Sword Emperor Body, constantly approaching the state of unity of human and sword, and the power of the sword increased rapidly, from one percent to two percent, and then to three percent, and the speed of progress slowed down.

Later, he began to cultivate the way of qi and blood, relying on "Qi Sea Blood Heavenly Gong" to improve his physique, swallowing pills like chewing jelly beans, and a large amount of nutrients turned into a massive amount of qi and blood power, which was contained in the limbs and hundreds of remains, making every drop of blood as pure as a ruby.

Whether it is killing the sword path or the sword emperor body, hurting others will inevitably hurt oneself, and the faster you enter the country, the more obvious the side effects. Yin Han's kendo talent is amazing, but he has been stuck in the late stage of the Martial Saint before he met Song Yun, and it is precisely because of this.

Now Song Yun uses the way of qi and blood to sanitize the side effects of the sword path, killing and raising, and the two phases are reconciled, and the effect is wonderful.

Half a month passed in a hurry, and the fierce beasts did not enter the northwest step, and they did not commit any crimes against the Terran Qiu.

Such a state of affairs is like a precious peace, but it is clear to everyone that it is only a quiet moment on the eve of the Great War.

The more turmoil is unprosperous, the more torrents are surging underneath.

One day half a month later, taking advantage of the sunny weather, Yin Ke flew into the sky, looking around as usual, observing the situation around the tribe.

The scene he saw this time made him feel suffocated!

Dozens of miles away, smoke and dust gradually rose in all directions, and the black shadows in the smoke and dust surrounded Anxi.

Although he had been mentally prepared, at this moment, Yin Ke's hands couldn't help but tremble.

He took a deep breath and shouted:

"The beast is coming!"

Boom –

The whole Anxi turned from silence to boiling in an instant.

When the soldiers heard the shouting, they immediately put up the stone spears, ran in line, and walked into the trenches in an orderly manner according to the arrangements that had been set a long time ago.

Prepare for many days, just for this moment.

Some people were so nervous that they couldn't even run steadily, and they fell to the ground crookedly, and they were immediately pulled up by the people behind them.

"Cheer up!" The patriarchs of all clans shouted one after another.

This is the battle of life and death of the human race, won, survived, and rose from now on; If they lose, they will be reduced to the rations of the beasts.

Everyone knew the significance of this battle and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

At this moment, everyone is in unison.

Feeling the scorching atmosphere in the air, Song Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

With one breath and one inhale, there seemed to be a storm in the room. …

Between the wind and waves, there was a sword qi whistling continuously.

The next moment, the earth-shaking vision suddenly disappeared into invisibility.

All the breath was restrained, and it was steadily collected in the body, and there seemed to be a meteor in the depths of Song Yun's eyes, and the essence light was fleeting.

After half a month of retreat, his state has reached its peak.

Enough for a fight.

The white robe moved slightly, disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in the sky.

One after another figures flew out one after another.

Yin Han, Xuanwu, Taizhu, Qinghuang, and the four emperors surrounded Song Yun, standing tall in the wind with their blades in hand.

There were also more than seventy martial saints and ghost immortal powerhouses who also rose into the air, staring at the emperor in the high place with reverent eyes, and then looked at the layers of black shadows in the distance.

The Terran powerhouses came out together, without any reservations, and went all out to fight this one.

The fierce beasts didn't intend to stealthily and stealthily, so they surrounded them openly, constantly shrinking the encirclement.

The claws slammed on the ground, and a heavy body ran like a mountain.

In the rumbling sound, Anthy was like a lonely boat surrounded by a storm, trembling.

The falcons circled and blocked all the directions of the Terrans' retreat.

The powerhouses flying in mid-air looked around and didn't say a word, but they had already estimated the number of attacking beasts in their hearts.

At least forty thousand.

There are 40,000 adult fierce beasts, each of which is at least equivalent to the innate realm of the human race, and there are hundreds of beast king levels.

In terms of actual combat, it takes more than four innate martial artists to besiege and kill an adult fierce beast.

And once the beasts form a group, their combat power will rise again.

In the past miserable years, hundreds of fierce beasts often charged in groups, easily breaking up the defensive formations of the human race, and then destroying one tribe after another.

40,000 fierce beasts surrounded Anxi, and the fishy wind swept the sky, this terrifying battle, even the emperor was the first time to see it.

The faces of Xuan Wu and the others were extremely solemn, when they deduced the situation before the war, they had tried their best to be bold, but they didn't expect to underestimate the Demon Emperor's mobilization ability.

This is not something that can be done with long legs, 40,000 fierce beasts act together, and the food consumed every day is a huge amount, and it is difficult for the Demon Emperor to afford it.

There are also hostile relations between different races, and infighting can break out at any time.

But at this moment, the formation of the fierce beast was quite neat, and there was no confusion, obviously carefully prepared.

"This is the overlord of the world, when you really use all your strength, the human race is too weak." Xuan Wu moved his lips, but he didn't say anything, for fear that Song Yun would think that he would disturb the morale of the army.

"This battle is difficult......

Even if he was as warlike as cold, now his face was like frost, and he pursed his mouth tightly and did not say a word.

Only Song Yun looked relaxed and said indifferently: "So many came? It's a hassle-free. ”

"What's the way to save trouble?" Qinghuang glanced at him in surprise.

Song Yun smiled slightly: "Gather in one place, kill the fastest, and I don't need to chase and run everywhere." ”

"......" everyone was stunned.