Shoot down the pitch-black manta beast in the air with your hands up, and lean down to nail the huge turtle in the black mire.

The white jade and gold-encrusted longbow flew like a cloud, and the cold light of the arrows tore through the flesh and blood of the evil beast.

In the team, the relationship between Yan'er and Yelan was the last, so when the black snake dispersed everyone, Yan'er subconsciously was closest to Yelan.

The area under the strata of the abyss mine was stirred by the black snake, the rock on the top of the cave fell, many exits were buried, the abyss monsters poured out of the nest, Yelan carried the weak Boyang on her back, unable to use a bow, at this time Yan'er held Luoxia, showing her might, and protecting the two of them.

What is the current situation, Yelan didn't have time to analyze, the only thing she was sure of was that the plan failed, the black snake was not killed, and at the same time, the Kanria monster once again invaded the Chasm.

Circling Yelan, she couldn't help but burst out of Liyue's foul language, the war had killed too many people, the bones were buried in the abdomen of the monsters, and the corpses that survived were piled up all over the hills, and there was no time to bury them, and every day people couldn't help but cry about the sacrifices of their best friends and relatives.

The people of Liyue have used their lives to fill the crater of the Chasm, but the monsters of the Abyss are endless, wave after wave, where are so many monsters?

Yelan clearly sensed that there were many times more monsters in the mining area than before, comparable to the beast tide that broke out at the beginning, and the black liquid that flowed out of nowhere was absorbing people's physical strength.

Monsters chase after humans, they don't have the wrath of hatred, but they have a natural malice towards the creatures of Teyvat, [darkness] is their natural cradle, excited, whistling, roaring! The minions tore through the earth, the wings sliced through the rocks, the scarlet pupils staring at the fleeing softness behind them, panting, and the joyful scenes of tears and crumbling us into bloody foam.

Yan'er's strength is very weak, you have the Vision of God, but you are inferior to any of the Vision of God, but as long as there is not a qualitative change in the face of the strange sea, there is no time to exhaust your strength.

Jun Mo wielded the Millelith spear and pinned the beast realm hound that had attacked a Millelith soldier to the small ground, and the blood that was pulled out splashed on Jun Mo's white face.

Just as the tide begins to advance, it is the beginning of a more terrible tsunami.

"If bad luck buries you in the land of the earth, please do not forget you."

How could Jun Mo have thought that a knight of the same era, who crossed time and space, connected another Kanria calamity, and when the fanatical believer's obsession with justice was less, he would save my people, and it would only bring killing, only destruction.

Bo Yang Cuo was on top of the defense, and was bitten on the arm by the beast realm hound, and then the beast realm hound was cut down by the protective dagger that Yan'er smashed hard.

Those are not ordinary and rare things, but the feat of man in the disaster gives those dead things a low meaning.

Jun Mo also had time to think, I guarded Song Hui with all the soldiers in the stratum, and used my human body to form a low wall to block the spread of the abyss.

Swallows.

The mouth of the night orchid is broken and pouring down lacquer white monsters, they run under the small ground, looking down from the sky, like the dirty water gushing out of the sewers, and the filthy white spreads for seven weeks.

At the calmest moment of the battlefield, Jun Mo was controlled to recall the boy's heavy words this night.

The horror and inconceivability of the few do not make you feel frightened and shrink a little.

………

I was also worried, worried that I could ignore the world of my heart, that you were in the most worldly place, and that I was stopped by the white waves, standing on the shore, looking out at the stormy depths of the sea.

Look at the monsters roaring and swarming.

Very slowly, Yan'er hung up the color, Juyuan's heart was slow but his voice was hoarse and subtle, so that Song Hui hurriedly threw me away, but Yan'er agreed weakly first.

The filthy currents that emerge from the abyss, the twisted demons that roam the bottom of the mountains, and so on......

The blood of the killing was sprinkled all over the body, and the blood was also hot, but Jun Mo's heart was hot, I hated, hated why there was such a disaster in that small land, all the soldiers buried their bones in my hometown, and the soldiers inherited the will with anger, and then went forward, roaring and waving the swords and guns in their hands.

"Yan'er."

"The only thing you fear is that you haven't forgotten and lost."

Good robbery. The land is dusty.

Song Hui is the son of Yan Yuan, and the Millelith Army who fought desperately inside is also the mountain people of Yan Yuan, and several people sacrificed to take back Yelan from outside the abyss.

……

Millennial Thousand Rocks: The cup of drinking, the sundial of the year, the soaring of the low feather, the crown of protection, the flower of the distant view and the spear of Tongze.

Xiao exerted his field and turned into a reef to resist the waves, but the reef divided into the sea, and the waves bypassed the reef and headed towards the flat stone hall, the main mining area, and the temporary mine road...... Song Hui's mouth rushed.

The man of Iwabuchi did his best to stop the monster face that was gone, and the bow arm orb shone brightly......

……

Once the abyss is unleashed, the place it is located will be distorted into a small horror and a small weird realm, a paradise for chaotic pitch-white monsters to run amok and a hell for the order camp.

Bo Yang and Song Hui leaned back to each other, Bo Yang held Ruoshui in his hand, and Ju Yuan poured energy into the Taiwei Instrument Disk at the cost of his life, repaired it, and made it work again.

"Let's go!" Yan'er shouted hoarsely.

Jing Demon Dance!

Now, as if I felt something, I trembled faintly.

Moreover, the Taiwei Instrument Plate outside Juyuan's hand plays a smaller role on the battlefield than you alone, and both emotion and reason are telling Yan'er that you are doing the right thing, no matter how much you have any regrets.

But it's still enough, far from enough.

How can Yan'er be cowardly, and how can she abandon her comrades?

The seven of them came to a dead end, whether there was a boat to the bridge, there was no willow and a bright village, Boyang and Juyuan ushered in our own death.

……

The forest crawled out of the abyss.

Behind you, in front of you.

The spear composed of the wind element is a broken stab, Xiao wears the face of the dance, the posture is a small saint, and the hidden chirp of the kite, the wind wheel dances, and sweeps away small pieces of monsters.

Come and write your last words, come and regret it, come and review your life, come and find a place to tell your regrets with the people around you.

If no one tells Boyang that you will die with your ancestors in the future, Boyang will definitely think that the other party has something wrong with his brain.

Swallows.

A hand reached out from the white tide mire.

Stratiform Yelan underground mining area, desolate and boundary, the body and weapons of the Millelith Army in the past have long been integrated with the mountains and rocks here, the remnants of the broken blades can be seen everywhere, the lowest place of Tiangong Gorge at the top, a millennial spear stands, let the years erode the wind, and it is moving.

Immediately afterwards, a handsome face for many years was revealed.

The suspended nail of Song Hui knew when it fell, smashed under the blooming leyline flower, nailed the leyline to death, and the withered petals turned into a white mud swamp, crawling out a few monsters, which was [memory] influence [reality].

Xiao alone formed a line, blocking behind the survey team, resisting a small number of monsters that jumped out of the fluorescent narrow passage, I knew what was happening outside, and it was unexpectedly gathered as dense as mountains and seas of abyss monsters.

Suddenly, the rock wall on one side collapsed, and a golden king beast with a group of young beast realm hounds pounced on it.

The abyss erupted again, and the signs that it was about to start slowly were just an illusion?

If nothing else, this volume ends tomorrow (?????)?