Of course, the nearly 1,000 gods who died were not just caused by the Zhushen crossbow, and within a certain distance, the gods had been completely dispersed, and no longer gave the Zhushen crossbow a chance to exert its maximum power, and at this time, the strongest knights of the two continents of the Huarong Empire rushed out in the flame of honor burning in their hearts, and rushed out of the battle formation.

The strength of the gods was once again displayed in front of everyone, the Flame Demon Dragon Knights, each knight was carefully selected, they had their own dragon spears, and they had their own earth dragon mounts. The strongest mainland cavalry of Rangoon outside of the Knights of the Flame Lion. What is their fate now? Two simple words, death.

The two knights only launched a charge, the price was completely annihilated, under the leadership of hundreds of demigod-level masters, these knights did not have too many chances, they could only rely on the violent impact to take the lives of hundreds of gods, and disappeared forever in this barren land.

The most outstanding knights of the Huarong Empire, the knights that had been built by spending countless energy and painstaking efforts of the Huarong Empire, were destroyed like this. Prince Rong, who had just recovered some of his vitality, couldn't help but spurt blood wildly when he saw this scene, and passed out.

Of the more than 2,000 gods, nearly 1,000 were lost, most of whom died under the double explosion of the fire and ice of the Shenshen crossbow, but the results brought by these two elite knights were pitiful. At this time, the human warriors all raised their weapons, and no one flinched, they all thought of their families, if these wolf-like gods were allowed to go to the Yangon continent. So, knowing that it would be death, they still raised their weapons. suicidal resistance was waged against the gods. At this time, the strength of the monomer has already been revealed. Although there were only 1,200 Godmen, what they brought with them was the call of death.

The number of human warriors is dwindling. In the early days of the battle, the gods suffered almost nothing. Those demigod-level masters were almost invincible, and each attack could easily take the lives of more than a dozen human warriors. By this time, they had already killed the red eyes, and the resentment generated by the previous suppression of magic and crossbow arrows was completely emanated, and in their hearts, only blood could release the resentment in their hearts.

However, the rampant of the gods did not last long, and the scene fell from one side to a stalemate, because. The elite of the Blood Lion Sect appeared. The two thousand elites of the Blood Lion Sect, under the leadership of the seven elders and five hall masters of the Blood Lion Sect, appeared in the Yangon Continent warriors around the gods in a sniping way, under the leadership of the five hundred blood guards and one hundred Ice Moon Hall masters who used the Divine Crossbow. Their appearance immediately slowed down the rate at which the human warriors were killed, and the number of the 1,200 gods began to gradually decrease.

Among them, the most obvious effect is not those martial saint-level masters, because, including the Seven Elders of the Blood Lion Sect, these masters have all met demigod-level masters who are a few points stronger than themselves, and they are fighting for their lives to barely resist the opponent's attack. And the one who began to reap the lives of the enemy on the big side of Rangoon was the Blood Guard, yes, the five hundred Blood Guards who had grown up in iron and blood.

The Blood Guards never wore armor, they were always dark red samurai robes, just like their weapons were forever sharp swords. Their bayonets not only possess strong penetration, but also possess toxins from distance. Their joining is a nightmare for the gods. The gods of the god servant level, under the sneak attack of the blood guards, the casualties are constantly increasing.

In the eyes of the blood guards, in order to achieve the goal, any means can be used, and often, when a human warrior is killed by the divine servants, their thin swords have quietly stabbed out from the armpit of the human warrior, with full strength, even if their own body is also pierced by the divine servant's weapon, their attack will not stop for a moment. What the blood guard brings is a kind of spirit. They don't care about their lives at all. As long as there is still a breath of air, the attacks will not stop.

Although the Flame Demon Dragon Knights and the Flame Lion Knights are strong in the war, they have a strong impact, but in the duel with the masters, their impact power does not play a big role at all, and in the previous battle, it is precisely because the demigod-level masters at the front completely restrained the explosive power of their impact that they were completely annihilated and did not play the greatest role. However, the Blood Guards are different, they are the most elite force of the Blood Lion Sect, and in previous battles, most of their goals were to assassinate some strong people who were stronger than them, so their tactics were the most effective against these gods.

The blood guards are like cunning poisonous snakes, forever hiding in dark corners, but sudden attacks can always gain something, and what they gain is the lives of the enemy. For this harvest, sometimes you have to pay with your own life.

Due to the addition of the blood guards, the scene completely entered a stalemate, and hundreds of thousands of troops on the Yangon mainland surrounded the remaining more than 1,000 gods and tore them apart, although they could cause very little damage to the gods, but in order to protect the firm faith of the Yangon mainland, they had no fear in the face of these powerful gods. If there were no hundreds of demigod-level masters among the gods, I am afraid that they would have been slaughtered long ago, but the absolute strength made the army of the Yangon mainland not take any advantage, and every time they killed a godman, they would have to pay a few, or even dozens or hundreds. Again, this is the result of a chaotic war.

The battle has always been carried out in a stalemate, and there are continuous casualties in three aspects, the casualties in the air are obviously the least, after Nian Bing's spiritual power has been greatly shocked and weakened, the two sides can only make each other hurt, but not fatal. No one can say which side of the decisive battle will be, but what can be said is that the outcome of either side of the battle will affect the overall situation.

Nearly 6,000 gods were slaughtered by the dragons, and their numbers were drastically reduced. Without the help of demigods or above to help them face the dragons, there was little chance of doing so. The dragons' solid defenses make them impossible to take fatal damage at all, but whether it is their breath or the strong **, it is a nightmare for the gods in front of them.

It was the scene that entered the chaos, on Luo Rou's side. A low chant rang out, not loud. Completely muffled by the sound of tearing and killing on the battlefield, but. There are less than a thousand earth gods left here, but they don't know that it is this inconspicuous low chanting voice that determines their fate.

A layer of miserable green mist filled the air, covering the mainland army of Yangon, as well as those gods, causing a trace of consternation on both sides of the battle, and the gods retreated cautiously, but they soon found out. The sinister green mist had no effect on them. After several temptations, they showed their hideous side. Plunge into the battlefield again and continue their slaughter. However, it didn't take long for them to realize that something was wrong.

A mangled corpse gradually stood up from the ground, including the dead Flame Demon Dragon Knights and the Flame Lion Knights, as well as the dead warriors and blood guards from other countries on the Yangon Continent. Their aura became extremely cold, some of them were still dripping blood, and the aura of yin and evil filled the entire battlefield for a while, and all the human warriors quickly retreated under Luo Rou's order, while those warriors who stood up again rushed forward. In the face of the attacks of the gods, they did not know the pain, and the methods they used were completely doomed. Unless the body is completely shattered, otherwise, even if only the head is left, they will bite the opponent, and the combat power will increase instantly, and the gods will not only be hit physically, but at the same time, their hearts will tremble. What are these things? Under the influence of the miserable green mist, the scales of the battle on Luo Rou's side began to tilt.

Standing in the crowd with a pale face, she was not tall, except for Ping Chao, who was guarding next to her, even the warriors on the Yangon continent did not know that everything in front of her was from this little girl's strength. The grey green mist was released by the Gloom, and how she wished she wouldn't let herself use it!, but it turned out she had to use it anyway. Because, enough people have died.

"Ah, it's necromance, and the necromancer must be found. A demigod-level godman shouted in fear, they could easily kill human warriors, but it was not easy to turn all humans into pieces, not to mention that this army of undead was numbered in the tens of thousands. These tens of thousands of people died completely at their hands, but now, they have become their enemies. The monstrous resentment continued to rise, and under the impact of the army of the undead who had no idea what death was, the gods began to retreat, and they were already a little frightened.

Luo Rou raised her hand again, holding the token that Nian Bing had given her in her hand. The two thousand elites that Nian Bing handed over to her are now less than 1,500 people left, and only 200 of the 500 blood guards are still alive. Although the casualties were heavy, the death of the blood guards was something to be proud of, because every blood guard killed at least one godman, and the strength was higher than theirs.

Luo Rou closed her eyes as tears dripped down her cheeks and fell to the ground. She gave the order, "Punish the divine arrow, the target is in front, and the ice and fire double blast kill." Shoot. "There are a total of two hundred Zhushen crossbows, because of casualties, now there are barely close to a hundred to exert their power, the warriors of the Blood Lion Sect only know how to carry out orders, even if the target they kill the god arrow is their own dead brother, the huge strong crossbow is opened, and the super crossbow arrows flashing red and blue are on the crossbow machine. With Luo Rou's sudden wave of his hand, dozens of forbidden spell-level crossbow arrows burst out with their due power.

With the scope designed by the dwarf king Huanlu, all the bows and arrows were not missed, they completed their mission, and the light of magic erupted in the center of the remaining hundreds of gods and tens of thousands of undead warriors, and the fierce power of the forbidden spell suddenly formed a clearing there.

The remaining hundreds of godmen were already completely surrounded by undead warriors, and their heads suddenly erupted with such a violent magic, they finally couldn't resist it. After throwing down hundreds of corpses, only those more powerful demigod-level gods fled the battlefield, and the number was only a hundred or so people. In this battle, they lost another 2,000 elite gods.

Under the special care of the Blood Lion Sect warriors, only the innermost warriors were affected by the central outbreak of the forbidden spell, and the remaining undead warriors still numbered more than 20,000, and they did not hesitate, led by the miserable green mist, pounced on a large number of gods who were fighting with the dragons, and the suicide attack would not stop as long as it started, until all the undead warriors lost their own lives.

The undead warriors, the stronger they were in life, the more powerful they became after changing into undead, among these undead warriors, there were already more than a thousand godmen and undead at this time, and under the shroud of the miserable green weapon, they rushed towards the remaining gods together.

At this moment, a roaring dragon groan suddenly sounded, the voice was full of anger and unwillingness, and the huge body of the dragon god slowly fell, with a long golden knife stuck in his heart.

Xijie stood in front of the dragon god, his chest was constantly rising and falling, breathing in a big gulp of bloody air, at this time, his seven orifices had been bleeding at the same time, his body was trembling slightly, the clothes on his body were no longer complete, revealing steel-like muscles, looking at the angry dragon eyes of the dragon god in front of him, he said hatefully: "Do you regret it?"

The dragon god looked at him with a near-dead look, "No, I will never regret it, because only in this way can we return our dragons to the light." You will not succeed, the warriors of the human race will destroy you despicable creatures from the Continent of God. ”

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