Chapter 22: The Defeat

The shouts of millions of immortals were intertwined with the roars of hundreds of thousands of Scient-Horn warriors, and every one on the battlefield had powerful ideas, and the thoughts of both sides were almost condensed into substance, stirring up thousands of miles of wind and clouds.

The shouts of both sides were like thunder on the ground, and for a moment it seemed as if the sky was falling apart, and the sound like a tsunami of destruction made everyone on the battlefield fall into a frenzy.

"Kill!"

"Fight!"

In the sky above the two sides, the two momentum grew with the growth of the momentum of the two sides, two dragons, one black and one white, the two dragons circled in the sky, suppressing the nearby clouds a lot, and the two dragons continued to roar madly at each other.

The next moment,

The two torrents collided together,

"Boom!"

As if opening the heavens and the earth, there was a huge explosion sound, and all kinds of magic weapons, weapons, and supernatural powers collided in the sky above the Great Wilderness, and every moment a cultivator belonging to the Scient-Horn Clan or the Human Race fell from the sky.

Densely packed, the fallen scimitar and Terran monks fell from the sky like dumplings.

The eldest prince stood on top of the Nine Dragons Agarwood, his brows furrowed, nervously observing the situation in the battlefield.

The Nine Dragons Agarwood Rim was originally the car of the Yan Emperor, pulled by the nine-headed dragons who returned to the Void Immortal Realm, and each dragon had a trace of true dragon blood, which could travel thousands of miles a day. It was imitated by the Yan Emperor imitating the car of the peak Dao Ancestor Yuan Shi Tianzun, and the power was also extraordinary!

In the eyes of the eldest prince,

On the battlefield above the Great Wilderness, the black torrent formed by the Scienthorn Clan obviously has the upper hand, and the white torrent formed by the Terran cultivation is obviously insufficient after the collision.

Just when the situation was about to be unfavorable to the human race, a true phoenix, with samadhi true fire burning all over its body, swooped down from tens of thousands of feet in the air.

"Bang!"

A piercing sound wave came from the mouth of the true phoenix.

The Scienthorn and Terran monks who were fighting on the battlefield covered their ears in pain, and the true phoenix spread its wings and rushed into the black torrent with the flames that represented death.

In the eyes of the Terran monks, Zhenfeng's pounce knocked away tens of thousands of scittagram warriors, but they were soon overwhelmed by the black torrent.

Could it be a real phoenix......

Just when everyone was worried, a phoenix roared from the endless black torrent, and a figure wrapped in flames rushed out of the black torrent, like an arrow off the string, spinning in the air, and the flames on his body made the scimitar warriors let out a cry of pain!

The eldest prince also breathed a long sigh of relief in his mouth, and his nervous expression was relieved a little.

When the Terran monks saw that their true phoenix had repelled the black torrent with just one blow, their expressions were shocked, and they all excitedly said:

"Our people win!"

"The Terrans will win!"

……

Soon, the black torrent converged here, colliding with the white Terran monks even more violently.

Rumble!

There was a huge explosion in the sky above the Great Wilderness!

In the great wilderness, poisonous gases are filled, and dark clouds cover the whole wilderness,

Hundreds of purple-cloaked warriors of the Scimitar clan are lurking in the Daze. Even the poisonous insects and snakes on the ground quickly left after encountering these warriors.

At the rear of the Scimitar Clan near the battlefield, the six Golden-Eyed Generals of the Scimitar Clan were standing in mid-air, even if the Scimitar Clan had just suffered huge losses, there was no trace of emotion on the faces of the six Golden-Eyed Generals!

When the white torrent formed by the Terran monks came to the middle of the battlefield, the golden-eyed general led by him said in a deep voice in the ancient language of gods and demons: "It's time!" ”

"All the troops are attacking!"

The remaining five golden-eyed generals immediately roared angrily: "Attack! ”

Thousands of purple-cloaked warriors joined the battlefield along with the five Golden-Eyed Generals, and suddenly the Terran monks began to retreat after the Golden-Eyed generals joined!

And on the eldest prince's side, seeing that the true immortal-level combat power of the Scienthorn Clan began to enter, he no longer waited, and the eldest prince pulled the reins in his hand and shouted: "Kill with me!" ”

The five True Immortals followed around the Great Prince and also slaughtered the five Golden-Eyed Generals in the battlefield, and suddenly the battlefield was divided into two parts, and the battle of the True Immortal level was above the battlefield below.

After a round of adjustments, the true phoenix that had just launched the attack flew towards the last golden-eyed general at the rear of the battlefield.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The battle fluctuations in the three battlefields are constantly making piercing explosions!

Just when the two sides are inseparable,

"Pounce!"

A huge ball like a substance emanated from the Daze below the battlefield and sprinted towards the Terran monks.

The Terran monks who were fighting on the battlefield were unexpected, the enemy in front of them was enough to make them hard, and they thought that there would be an attack from below.

Although they have sacrificed magic weapons to block, it is too late!

The spherical light wave is like air through the divine powers and weapons sacrificed by the Terran monks, and it rushes straight into the white torrent in the battlefield.

A strange sight appeared in the sky!

The main battlefield, which was the most lively, suddenly fell silent.

The Terran monks who had been fighting in the sky seemed to be still, and they were easily killed by the warriors of the Scienthorn Clan without much effort.

"No!" The eldest prince located on the Kowloon Agarwood Chariot let out a cry of painful grief! At this time, the eldest prince was already disheveled, with a few scars on his body that leaked bones.

With just this blow, tens of thousands of Terran monks died on the spot!

The soul attack of the purple cloak warriors placed in the wilderness by the Scimitar Clan has the effect of changing the situation on the battlefield!

After one blow, it also completely crushed the confidence of the Terran monks, and the situation began to become clear, and the monks of the Great Yan Dynasty were constantly defeating!

"Defeated!"

"We Lost"

The eldest prince who hung his head was soaked in the blood of the Scimitar Horn Clan, and he could not do anything about the fiasco of the Terran Race, standing beside the Nine Dragons Agarwood and said sadly.

"Your Highness, run away!"

"The green mountains left behind are not afraid of no firewood, as long as Your Highness you are still alive, there is hope for our Dayan!" Bai Mobei, the commander of the Xuanwei Army, flew to the eldest prince and said hurriedly.

"Yes, Da Yan is not dead yet!"

"As long as I live, there is hope!" The eldest prince muttered frantically, turned around and jumped, set up the reins of the Nine Dragons Agarwood and fled out of the battlefield.

The escape of the Great Prince became the last straw that overwhelmed the Terran monks! The Terran monks on the battlefield no longer had the heart to fight again, and they were defeated one after another!

Looking at the eldest prince who drove away, there were many indescribable emotions in Bai Mobei's eyes, maybe it was disappointment, or something else, although he didn't blame the eldest prince for abandoning Da Yan's army and running alone,

But if you change to the Yan Emperor, you will definitely live and die with the soldiers of Great Yan today, fighting to the death!

"Fight! War! War! ”

The black torrent let out a deafening roar and rushed towards the defeated Terran monks, and suddenly the screams were endless!