I don't know how long the war is, the mountain of corpses under the entrance is full of blood, and the air of death is pervasive, and it is impossible to tell who is who, and both sides are red-eyed, but it can be seen that the loss of the corpse clan is greater.

700,000 corpse clans, so far, there are less than 100,000 corpse clans left, and on the human side, 70,000 warriors, less than 10,000, most of them are still injured.

In this battle, all the races tried their best, no one chose to retreat, because they had no way to retreat, the shamans were pale, compared to the warriors on the battlefield, although they only paid vitality, but the continuous treatment also made them suffer a lot of vitality, and they didn't even have the strength to raise their hands.

The blood stains in the weapons were dried and dried, and the hands of the warriors were already trembling, if it weren't for the destruction of the corpse pool and the great reduction of the strength of the corpse clan, they would definitely not be able to continue this battle.

Even so, the corpse clan still has 100,000 people, eyeing the entrance, and the battle between the two bosses also came to an abrupt end, fighting for hundreds of rounds, but it was comparable.

But both of them were seriously injured, if it weren't for the obsession in their hearts, I'm afraid they would have fallen long ago, and they were all waiting, waiting for the moment when the other party couldn't hold on.

The remaining Terran warriors in the entrance were also waiting, waiting for the moment when the will of the corpse clan completely collapsed.

The battlefield was suddenly quiet, and the two sides tacitly stopped fighting, and they all needed time to breathe, so the battlefield at this moment seemed extremely quiet, with only hundreds of thousands of wheezing sounds.

"Even if you destroy the corpse pool, you still can't win this battle. Hong Lie sneered, he pointed to the scene on the battlefield, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, and said, "The fighting spirit of the human race is indeed strong, but if you are killed, this battlefield can create another corpse pool, which is stronger than the previous corpse pool, and the will of all the strong men of the Hengshui Legion will be locked in the corpse pool, and they will become corpse babies and warriors of my corpse clan!"

His words were very soft, but his words could be heard in the quiet entrance, which made the warriors of the Terran terrifying, and this was the terrible thing about the corpse clan.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood are the favorite of the corpse clan, because they will be reborn through this, this is the immortal intent of the corpse clan, and it is also the most difficult to deal with.

Unless the Terrans win this battle, this place will become another corpse pool, as Hong Lie said, and they will all be locked in this place, becoming the nourishment for the corpse pool to build corpse warriors.

As human races, they are naturally proud, and with the power of one race, they reject hundreds of tribes from the Xuanhuang Great Realm, what a glory.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of death and do not turn a blind eye, and become the culprits of the corpse clan's attack on their fellow clansmen.

"If the blood is not shed, there will be no truce to die!" Situ Hong's words were very calm, there was no expression on his face, but this calmness revealed a firm determination.

Blood does not drain, death does not truce, this is the war song of the human race, and it is also what Situ Hong wants to express, if you don't fight until the last moment, who wins and who loses, how can you know?

At this moment, on the entrance, the warriors of the Terran suddenly sang a war song, and what they wanted to express was a kind ......of determination.

"Rather cultivate soil, do not make blood and food...... this war song is not as grand as before, but it is very tragic.

They could no longer hold the weapons in their hands, and they didn't know how many wounds they had left on their bodies, but their faces showed great fortitude.

"Repair my spear, enmity with the son......" The war song fluttered in the sky and resounded on the battlefield, not intimidating, but touching people's hearts.

......At this moment, not only the soldiers in the city are singing, but also the ordinary people in charge of logistics in the city are also singing, the shamans are singing, and the craftsmen are also singing.

Wang Laosan, who was guarding the Void Array Gate, was singing, and Uncle Bird, the shopkeeper of the post station, was also singing, although they were tired, but the voice was so neat.

"Blood will not be shed, death will not be truce......"

"If the blood does not drain, the death will not return home......"

At this point, their voices took a sharp turn, and there seemed to be a magical force that made their hands holding weapons stop trembling.

Let them forget their tiredness, forget their pain, and forget their fears, this kind of power is called the fighting heart, a fighting heart that fights for the family, fights for the same race, and fights for the tens of thousands of people behind them.

"Blood is not shed, and death is not a truce. "This is the Hengshui entrance, the answer given to the corpse clan by everyone left, and it is also the answer to Hong Lie.

"Good, good, good one, blood does not drain, death does not truce. He had heard this war song countless times, but every time he listened to it, he didn't get tired of it, let alone feel annoying, and every time it was deafening.

The corpse clan does not have such a war song, because the corpse clan does not have such a fighting spirit, and when the human race sings this ballad, it is the time to fight to the death.

"I'll let you get what you want!" Hong Lie raised his hand, and then waved it down.

The remaining corpse warriors, under the battle song of the human race, rushed to the entrance.

"Blood is not shed, and death is not a truce. Without Situ Hong's command, the Terran warriors raised their weapons to meet them, they knew that this battle would be lost, but they still held on to hope, which made them fearless.

The warriors who rushed down the city again were surrounded by 100,000 corpses, and they were all in a group, their eyes were crimson, as if they had fallen into a demon.

No, it's not a demon, it's a red-eyed.

Situ Hong knew that they would lose this battle, but the Terrans were not defeated, so they had to fight until the last moment, he raised his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and walked towards Hong Lie.

Hong Lie also smiled, he could feel the never-ending determination of the old opponent in front of him, and it was this kind of determination that he wanted.

However, just as the battle between the two and the two parties was about to break out, in the sky, above the sky, there was suddenly a great sense of incomparability.

The warriors of the Terran clearly felt this intention, and the warriors of the Corpse Clan also felt this intention, but for the Terrans, this intention gave them encouragement, but for the Corpse Clan, this intention brought fear.

"All business ......" Yes, this is all business, and Hong Lie also clearly felt that this is the business of the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, which can carry a qiē sentient being, such as a sea of rivers.

"How can there be many businesses?" Hong Lie showed sadness on his face, because as everyone knows, when all businesses come out, the Holy Emperor will come out.

The soldiers at the entrance of Hengshui were able to feel the existence of this intention because they were too close, but they didn't know that this was the business of the Holy Emperor, but when this artistic conception was possessed, that kind of confidence and strength returned again, as if they had found the mountain they could rely on.

"The Ninth Holy Emperor, is it about to be born?" Situ Hong was a little incredulous, but more excited, he naturally knew what public business was.

It's just that this is too fast, it's unimaginable fast, in the past, when the eight generations of Holy Emperors were born, the human race would inevitably experience a bloody storm, and now that the eighth generation of Holy Emperors has just fallen, the ninth generation of Holy Emperors has begun to manifest themselves, which is really beyond everyone's expectations.

But no matter what, when the Holy Emperor was born, the human race had the pillars that stood on the heavens and the earth, and when the Holy Emperor was born, the human race had a mountain to rely on.

"It's too fast, it's a little unreal. Hong Lie wept sadly, but also doubted, "Is this really the business of the Holy Emperor, or is it an illusion?"

"Truth and falsehood can be known when the Holy Emperor is born. The smile on Situ Hong's face was even worse.

"You're so naïve. Hong Lie shook his head, the two of them were still talking and laughing in the big battle, "In the past, the Holy Emperor of the Terran Race was born, and the Terran Race will definitely experience five thousand years of bloodbath, this is the destined fate of your Terran Race, and no one can change it, even if the Pangu Holy Emperor is alive, it is the same." ”

He raised his head and looked at the sky, "And now, this business has appeared so early, it is not a good thing for your human race, and it is not a good thing for the ninth generation of the Holy Emperor, this will only speed up the pace of our hundred clans' conquest, not to mention, my hundred clans already have the means to target the ninth generation of the Holy Emperor, he is so sharp, he will definitely be beheaded!"

"Then wait and see, see if the Holy Emperor of our clan will destroy your hundred clans, or the hundred clans will destroy our human race!" Situ Hong was indeed a little worried, but he was more confident, confident that the Holy Emperor was born, and it was by no means idle.

"At least I can kill you first and break through this portal now. "Hong Lie's body is full of life, and the appearance of the Holy Emperor's business does not mean that he will be afraid.

On the contrary, he is even more ferocious, the sky is falling, he has a tall man on top, and when a lot of business appears, there are naturally tall people to deal with, what he needs to do is to kill Situ Hong, destroy the entrance of Miè Hengshui, and make this place an outpost of the corpse clan.

In the face of such a fierce and ferocious attack, Situ Hong's face was a little pale, and the death qi on the battlefield was too thick, and he was a little unbearable.

The entire entrance was shrouded in dead qi, the corpse pool was destroyed, and the strength of the corpse clan was greatly reduced, but the corpse mountain and sea of blood were the best place for the corpse clan to cultivate dead qi, so their strength became stronger the more they fought.

Inspired by the business, they are not afraid of death, pain, and fear, but people have limits after all, and not everyone can break through this limit.

The battle is getting more and more intense, and there are only a few Pegasus war horsemen left, they are holding the horse chopping knife in their hands, still rushing to kill, the black armor, I don't know how many gaps have been chopped out, and in the gaps, blood continues to ooze out.

After killing a hundred Corpse Clan warriors, the last Pegasus warrior was stabbed off his horse by the Corpse Clan, smashed to the ground, and never got up again.

The Pegasus beneath the "Chirp ......" let out an earth-shattering scream, kicked over several corpses who wanted to cut off the knight's head, and then knelt beside the knight on both knees, arching the knight's corpse with his head.

After a long time of no response, Pegasus stood up again, raised his front legs, raised his head to the sky and let out a mournful roar, and then rushed towards the corpse clan's battle array......

Horse leather shroud, this is what every Terran warrior yearns for, but when they saw the war horse that lost its owner and rushed towards the huge number of corpses, the remaining Terran warriors were sad in their hearts, they lost this battle, and there were less than a few thousand people left, while the corpse clan still had 30,000 people.

They can't even hold their weapons, so how can they fight?

"Holy Emperor protect me, eternal immortality......" The remaining thousands of warriors sang the last line of this battle song.

It's just that the Holy Emperor has fallen, who else can protect them?

"Boom" behind the army of the corpse clan, suddenly there was a loud noise, this sound shook the sky, and immediately after, people saw a frightened rainbow rising.

A young man, holding a Pu knife in his hand, killed from behind their corpse clan, and the soaring rainbow was the blood on the young man's body......