Qin Ruyue was on the periphery of the battlefield, and she was also constantly working hard.

She tried her best to give full play to her abilities, whether it was command or combat, she could be said to be impeccable.

In this state of no distractions, Qin Ruyue really tore a hole in the battlefield.

Qin Ruyue led the monks who belonged to her, and with a number of less than 20,000 people, she defeated these spirit beasts.

However, soon, the 'Heaven' had already understood Qin Ruyue's thoughts, and it was directing the spirit beasts from other regions to rush towards here.

This time, only close to 50,000 spirit beasts arrived, but it made Qin Ruyue even more desperate.

Because of the strength of these spirit beasts, each of them is infinitely close to the heaven-level lower grade.

Even when they faced the strong cultivators of the Merge Realm, they would not fall into disadvantage for a while.

After all, the monks of the Xuantian Continent already had a disadvantage compared to the spirit beasts.

The only good news was that Lin Yu finally got together with Su Tiemu and the others.

It's just that at this time, the monks who were originally close to 5,000 around Su Tiemu have died nearly eighty percent, and there are less than 1,000 left at this time.

Among them, less than half of them still retain their full combat strength.

After Lin Yu and Su Tiemu and the others converged, the difficulty of killing the dragon battle was reduced a lot again.

The main target of these dragon battles is placed on Su Tiemu's body, with Lin Yu's current strength, basically as soon as the thunder flashes out, more than a dozen dragons died under the thunder and lightning at once.

But after all, this was not Lin Yu's battle alone, in the decisive battle between the human monk and the spirit beast, the victory or defeat of this small battlefield seemed a little irrelevant.

The monks around Lin Yu saw that he didn't pay attention to his advice at all, and they didn't bother to bother to speak.

If you have that energy, it's better to save and kill a few more spirit beasts.

As the battle continued, Qin Ruyue's alliance of monks, which only exceeded one million, was left with less than 100,000.

These people were forced by spirit beasts in an open-air square, and the situation temporarily stabilized for a while.

The monks of the Holy Land Alliance have died close to a million, but the battle loss ratio compared to the Dragon War is only one percent.

Among them, more than half of the dragon battles were strangled by Lin Yu.

At this point, the situation is close to clarity.

If nothing miracle happens, their last hundred thousand monks will be gradually eaten away.

Every time he breathes, there will be monks who are dragged out by spirit beasts and bitten and can't even see their bones, so it can be said that there is really no scum left.

Many monks even began to blow themselves up when they saw the hopelessness of escaping.

At the cost of all his cultivation and life, in exchange for more spirit beast deaths.

The battlefield is like a huge slaughterhouse, exuding the smell of blood.

The situation of the human monks is already precarious, even the number of spirit beasts has been consumed a lot in this meat grinder-like battlefield, but they are also occupied.

In this case, Lin Yu's eyes were very calm, and he couldn't even see the slightest impatient expression on his face.

Pull it down, this time it's planted.

It's that I didn't expect this situation, and pulling out the seedlings all of a sudden was a little too high for Qin Ruyue and Su Tie Mulian personally.

It's okay, the next time we come here, we're doing it all over again.

If it doesn't work, Lao Tzu will play with you directly, aren't you born in the will of heaven, then I will directly uproot you, and see what else you can be arrogant!

No matter how bullish the fork is, you have to wait for thousands of years before it can be produced, and I can still be afraid that you will not succeed?

And where Qin Ruyue was at this time, there were few monks left around her, but all of them were elites.

With Qin Ruyue's movements, she would continue to give various orders in her mouth.

"Sun Xuan, after three breaths, I will kick the ten dragon battles with a broken leg in the southwest to where your team is, and kill it in half a burnt of incense!"

……

One order after another was issued in Qin Ruyue's mouth, and at this time, the monks of the Dark Tide Sect and the Wave Sect were all under Qin Ruyue's command.

They had already discovered that compared to Qin Ruyue, their sect master was indeed a little dwarfed.

After three breaths, Qin Ruyue kicked the dragon battle very punctually to the place where the Dark Tide Sect was.

"For the Xuantian Continent, for the sake of mankind! For the sake of the child, fight! ”

As an angry roar came, the first muffled sound erupted in the direction of the Dark Tide Sect.

Then, the dull sound continued to sound like bursting beans, and the entire monks of the Dark Tide Sect collectively blew themselves up, in exchange for the death of these ten dragon battles.

And Lin Yu's side was already a little dizzy, and even his eyes became blood-red.

Being in a state of battle frenzy for a long time is also very huge for Lin Yu's divine thoughts and body.

However, with Huanyu Ding constantly helping him recover from his injuries in his body, Lin Yu was still able to hold on for the time being.

It's just that Su Tiemu and the others around him are close to exhaustion at this time.

The monk team, which was originally close to 500 people, couldn't even make up a hundred people at this time.

The other monks not far away saw the scene in front of them and wanted to come to support Su Tiemu, but between them and Lin Yu and the others, they had already been filled with dense spirit beasts.

Lin Yu slaughtered like a god of war in the midst of these beast tides, but he could only sadly find that the spirit beasts seemed to be inexhaustible.

He had even asked Xiaohuan to distribute his spiritual power to the other squad of monks, but he still hadn't slowed down their deaths.

With a smile, Wang Hao sat in the body of his puppet Xiaobao and rushed into the beast tide in the southeast, detonating the mechanism.

The huge flamelight engulfed nearly 10,000 spirit beasts nearby, but in less than two breaths, it was filled again.

Cao Chong roared angrily in his mouth, and rushed into the beast tide in the northeast with a fearless expression, his pupils were bleeding, and his body was covered with scars, but he had a happy smile on his face.

"Happy, happy!"

With a few wild laughs, Cao Chong's figure was torn apart, blooming with a dazzling light.

Cao Chong, die!

The cause of death, self-destruction!

Every moment there are monks who blow themselves up, in order to gain greater hope for the or, although they are dead, but they firmly believe that the rest of the people will be able to live.

Su Tiemu himself saw that his lover was dead, and his face turned even pale, he wanted to rush over but was besieged by nearly a thousand dragon battles and kingfishers, let alone breaking through, and it was very difficult to even move.