"Poof"

I saw Zhuo Yi holding his hands on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spit out, in the face of absolute strength, his small movements were useless at all.

"Phew!"

Zhuo Yi sucked his mouth a few times, spat the black blood in his mouth on the ground, turned his head, and looked at the golden-patterned black-armored general with an expressionless face.

Then, he threw the handle of the gun that was broken in two on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the black armor general, and suddenly gritted his teeth, as if he was making a difficult decision.

At this time, the black armor general didn't want to waste time with Zhuo Yi, I saw him running towards Zhuo Yi slowly and quickly, quickly and slowly, with a long knife facing Zhuo Yi, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Zhuo Yi did not avoid the attack of the black family general as before, but went straight to meet it.

The corners of the Black General's mouth rose, and he unconsciously instilled more star power in the black long knife, which directly caused the black knife to turn red, as if it had just come out of the iron furnace.

"Poof!"

I saw the long knife penetrate through Zhuo Yi's abdomen, and the huge force made the long knife stretch out of his back by dozens of centimeters, and even split the spear broken in Zhuo Yi's abdomen in half, Zhuo Yi's mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was hideous.

At this time, the blood on the corner of Zhuoyi's mouth was like a stream, bubbling and flowing, and in the half of his face, which was covered in blood and blood scabs, it looked like a writhing little snake, which looked quite terrifying and weird.

He looks like a Shura who has come out of hell.

The Black Armor General was stunned by Zhuo Yi's operation, for hundreds of years, he had killed countless testers and Black Armor Army, and now, it was the first time he had seen someone like Zhuo Yi who took the initiative to send him to death.

Of course, it was also this stunned that made him pay a painful price. Before he could pull out the long knife, Zhuo Yi is star power converged in his right hand, and suddenly with force, the tip of the broken spear slashed through the throat of the black-armored general with the sound of breaking wind.

Suddenly, a gap was opened between the head and neck of the Black Armor General, and the Black Armor General's head was also raised in a strange arc.

"Boom!"

The black-armored general fell to the ground, and his body suddenly smashed up countless dust. His eyes were wide open, his face was incredulous, accompanied by a look of unwillingness, and his mouth said in disbelief: "I actually died at the hands of an ant."

"Huh!"

At the same time, I saw that the knife in the hand of the black armor general was also pulled out at an oblique angle downward along Zhuo Yi's abdomen, and for a while, blood gushed out. I saw the blue-green intestines in Zhuoyi's abdomen, which fell out in an instant and hung around his waist.

With the death of the black-armored general, thousands of white-armored soldiers were born again around Zhuo Yi, and they protected Zhuo Yi so hard that not even a single fly could fly in.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The severe pain made Zhuo Yi unsteady one by one, kneeling on the ground, and every time he coughed, blood flew out.

"It's fine! The knife didn't cut my intestines! Zhuo Yi looked down at the turquoise intestine hanging from his waist, trembled his hands, and slowly stuffed it back.

Subsequently, Zhuo Yi took off his clothes with difficulty, and after some tossing, he finally tore them into rags.

"Ah......h

Zhuoyi's trembling voice, accompanied by trembling hands, wrapped the strip of cloth around his abdomen and made a simple bandage.

In just an instant, the strip of cloth was soaked with blood.

The feeling of coldness, coming out of every part of his body, and the feeling of weakness made Zhuo Yi want to lie down several times.

He sat cross-legged and began to gather the star power in his body, surging towards the wound in his abdomen.

"What is this?" When the star power converged on the wound, Zhuo Yi saw a trace of green star power born, and every time it passed through the wound, the wound would heal a little.

"This Nine Spirits Tomb is amazing!" Zhuo Yi muttered as his star power gathered and surged towards the wound: "That fruit of the Endless Ladder of Climbing the Sky has given me a little self-healing ability, otherwise, even if I kill him by luck, I am afraid that sooner or later I will die in the loss of blood."

Zhuo Yi can recover himself with peace of mind, relying entirely on the defense of the White Armor Army.

After a few more hours, Zhuo Yi's body finally repaired somewhat, and now, his wounds are basically healed, and he is not even without the strength to walk.

Zhuo Yi stood up, looked around the battle circle, and found that the current situation was that his white armor army was still too small, and if he didn't act in time, he would be swallowed up by the black armor army sooner or later.

Then, Zhuo Yi turned around and looked at the long black knife on the ground, and wanted to pick it up from the ground. However, after several attempts, he failed. I don't know what kind of star weapon this long knife is, and what kind of material it is made of.

"Grandma's!" Zhuo Yi didn't believe in evil, and he used a lot of strength to finally shake the long knife. However, there is still a certain gap between picking it up, let alone killing enemies with it.

"It doesn't work! Can't you keep it in your collection? Zhuo Yijiezi flashed red and directly collected the long knife.

Collecting the black long knife, Zhuo Yi looked at the black-armored general not far away and thought about it.

"This black-armored general with golden patterns is too terrifying, it seems that I can't provoke them. You can only retreat to the corpse mountain and increase the strength of the white-armored army by killing the black armor soldiers with purple patterns. Thinking of this, Zhuo Yi began to move towards the mountain of corpses at the beginning.

On the mountain of corpses, Zhuo Yi suddenly remembered something, only to see him close his eyes and unfold the power of his mind.

"I can actually control the White Armor Army through the power of my mind!"

"Great!" This is a blessing in misfortune for Zhuoyi.

With this major development, Zhuo initially controlled the White Armor Army to besiege and kill the Purple Patterned Black Armor soldiers.

About a few more hours later, after Zhuo Yi's continuous slaughter of the purple pattern black armor soldiers, the white army at this time had already occupied a quarter of the entire ancient battlefield army. At this time, there were very few black soldiers in the Black Armor Army, and the rest were mainly black armor generals with purple and gold patterns.

Zhuo Yi is a smart person, so naturally he will no longer be stupid to fight the golden-patterned black armor army. Otherwise, it will really hang in this array of ten thousand armies.

After a long period of observation, Zhuo Yi found that those black-armored generals had a distance between them, and not only did they not support each other, but they even watched out for each other.

So he had a bold idea, he couldn't beat the general with the golden pattern, but he could control his white-armored soldiers to surround him!

After all, Zhuo Yi witnessed with his own eyes that in the Burial God Plain, an inconspicuous first-order monster insect slaughtered a sixth-order flame pterodactyl.

An ant is not terrible, but the army of thousands of ants is a hell Shura, and it is the kind that has no bones left.

But how can you get close to him and cut him apart from the rest of the Black Armor? This, again, is a big problem.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhuo Yi had a plan again.

"The battlefield is changing rapidly, and fighters must not be lost! The contradiction between the generals of the black family is the key to victory! ”

I saw that the White Armor Army changed its formation, from the original huge circle around Zhuo Yicheng to a huge triangle, and the triangle began to move slowly towards a vertex.

After selecting one of the generals with the golden pattern, Zhuo Yi controlled the triangle to penetrate in front of the general, and suddenly the vertex separated, enclosing it in the corner, separating it from the rest of the black armor army. Subsequently, thousands of white-armored soldiers besieged him endlessly.

The effect of this tactic was obvious, and after losing several hundred white armor troops, the general was successfully killed.

Looking at the white corpse mountain, Zhuo Yi sighed: "One will be a success, and ten thousand bones will wither!" ”

In this way, Zhuo Yi controlled the White Armor Army to constantly intersperse in the Ten Thousand Army Array, constantly attacking the golden and black armor generals.

After a few more hours, there were only a few hundred black-armored generals and the personal black-armored army around them left in front of the black-armored army.

"Can't let them get together!" Zhuo Yi knew in his heart that one plus one was greater than two, if they were allowed to gather together to resist themselves, then no matter how many of their white armor troops were, it would only be a death, and millions of eggs would touch stones.

No matter how many eggs there are, a stone is always a stone.

So under Zhuo Yi's control, the countless white armor troops were divided into many large and small wedge-shaped interspersed formations, and moved towards different golden pattern generals.

In the end, the entire ancient battlefield was chaotic, and among the countless white-armored armies, a small number of black-armored armies were surrounded, like countless black chess pieces in the white grid.

The Black Armor were all isolated. They fought on their own, and they were attacked on their backs, and finally they gradually decreased at a slow pace.

Today, white has taken up nine out of tenths. In other words, today's White Armor Army is nine against one.

As if aware of the seriousness of the problem, the black-armored generals who were fighting separately began to cooperate with each other and no longer waited on each other.

As a result, the grid dividing line of Zhuoyi's white army began to be broken in many places, and the black armor army was also gathering rapidly. It didn't take long for them all to gather together to fight against Zhuoyi's White Armor Army. For a time, the advance speed of the White Armor Army was obviously countless times slower.

The last thing that Zhuo Yi can't afford is time, and he wants to end the battle quickly.

"Wedge formation!" Zhuo Yi stood on the top of the mountain, controlling the front and back of the white armor army shield, with himself as the center, forming a huge wedge shape.

"Kill!"

The wedge was like a sharp knife, slowly stabbing towards the Black Armor Legion.

Although the speed was very slow, in the end, the White Armor Army completely divided the Black Armor Army into two parts.

"Wings rolled in!" After Zhuo Yi shouted, the wedge-shaped two wedge tails began to slowly converge towards the top, and finally divided the Black Armor Army into two battle circles.

In this way, the Black Armor Legion was difficult to echo, and it entered a state of being attacked on its back again. I saw the Black Armor Legion shrinking rapidly.

"Wedge-shaped interspersed!"

I saw that the two white legions began to form a wedge formation again, passing through the two scattered black armoured legions again.

After the two wings were swept in again, the two black-armored legions were divided into four.

Zhuo Yi controlled the legion and repeated the formation just now. Thus, the Black Army was divided into eight, eight and sixteen...... In the end, it was divided into hundreds of small battle circles.

As the number of white legions increases, the number of black legions decreases. Zhuo Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuo Yi knew that victory was coming. He looked at the black-armored army that would be exhausted sooner or later, and the ecstasy in his eyes could not be concealed.

"It's about to be cleared!" Zhuo Yi stood up and looked at the battle circle that was dead with a killing voice, full of ambition.

"Nine Flame Star Lord! I'm coming! Zhuo Yi shouted at the battle circle in front of him, his voice was full of excitement.

"And me!" Suddenly, a cold voice came into Zhuo Yi's ears, this voice was very familiar, Zhuo Yi turned around, only to see an eight-legged monster at the foot of the corpse mountain looking at him dangerously.

Zhuo Yi looked at this monster, his pupils dilated, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "Bai Luo?!"