They were still fighting with their lives, when suddenly a huge wave of aura appeared above the shield. And then there was the laughter,

"Yue Zhengyang, you old horseman, you have finally shown your head, come on, come on, let's not die. As soon as he finished saying this, two more powerful people stood on the side of the old man who spoke.

The old man of the Tibetan faction still wanted to make a final dying struggle, and he whistled. From the rear of the Tibetan faction, several black shadows flashed out quickly.

"This is Yuanying Zhenjun!" Someone from the disciples below shouted out in a lost voice, and the people below were in a commotion.

At this time, there are more people in the rear of the alliance, and a three-to-one situation is always guaranteed.

The old man who had just started to speak continued, "Let's go, don't die today!"

The Yuanying Zhenjun of the Tibetan faction was surrounded by the Yuanying Zhenjun of the various factions of the alliance. In a flash, these people all disappeared into this big array.

At this time, someone from the Tibetan faction shouted: "Ancestor, Ancestor!" Whose son is this, calling Yuanying Zhenjun, who has already gone out.

The three of them glanced at each other, but they didn't act again, they could have a little more time to recover their spiritual power, and they quickly recovered.

When Wu Hao met the eyes of Hezhimeng, his heart was not only tight. At the same time, he felt a huge hand grip on his heart, causing his heart to throb for a while.

The dream's eyes were already blood-red, the kind of flowing red that could drip blood. Wu Hao twitched in distress, her little girl had to face such a cruel and bloody scene at such a young age.

She can't bear it anymore in her heart! She is holding on now! Wu Hao's heart turned countless thoughts, how could he quickly take her away from the scene?

He could not bear to let his beloved suffer like this. As early as the first day of the attack, when the little girl faced a bloody scene, she could not bear it.

The battlefield stagnated for a moment, and I didn't know which disciple of the Tibetan faction it was, so he shouted out in a gaffe, "I'll fight with you!"

Then there was an exclamation, and then there was an explosion. This is a Tibetan faction that someone can't stand it anymore and blew himself up again. Dream was numb to the sound.

Now on the battlefield, we should be very careful not to let the disciples of the Tibetan faction get close. Always guarding against the disciples of the Tibetan faction, frantically holding the people of the various factions of the alliance to blow themselves up.

Human life is like a mustard at this moment, perhaps it is this sad emotion that infects many people in the Tibetan faction, and then there are sound of self-explosion one after another.

Wu Hao not only relied on Zhimeng to get closer, his divine consciousness was fully opened, although his divine consciousness was seriously depleted now, and the sea of consciousness was a little painful, he did not give up and used his divine sense to observe the dangers near him from time to time.

Wu Hao's main purpose now is to ensure the safety of the dream, and he doesn't think about anything else. After such a long battle, the killing has been numb.

But in this way, he still put most of his mind on Zhimeng, and Wu Hao's numb heart was still shocked by the combat power of Zhimeng.

The little girl has been getting a little strained lately and is starting to grow taller. Compared with the first time I saw her, the current girl has the slender posture that a girl should have.

But looking at the thin girl, there was an amazing burst of energy in her body. She has always fought beyond the ranks, and now the ordinary early stage of foundation building is not her opponent at all.

This is unimaginable, Wu Hao also came from the Qi Refining Period, and knows how big the gap between the foundation building and the Qi Refining Period is. But this little girl was stunned not to mention the first-order battle, and she also killed the monks who exceeded her first-level cultivation.

Zhimeng's method of killing people is clean and neat, Wu Hao can't even see that this is the first time Zhimeng has been on the battlefield and the first time he has killed people. When the first dream kills, he can feel that the dream's emotions and spiritual power fluctuate greatly.

At that time, he was worried and distressed, he really wanted to protect her, protect her under the feather, and let her grow up carefree and happy. Instead of letting her be in this blood, in this sea of corpses.

The current battlefield is full of blood, and this blood is full of the corpses of the disciples of the Tibetan faction who were killed, as well as the stumps and broken arms of the disciples of the Tibetan faction after they blew themselves up. and the corpses and severed limbs of a small number of Alliance disciples.

Wu Hao and the three of them continued to move and fight, and there was no way to do it, because they were surrounded by corpses after a while.

The three of them were covered in blood, their clothes were stained with blood and sweat, and they were wet and dried many times. And at this time, most of the disciples of the alliance factions in the vicinity of Wu Hao and them were in the vicinity, and because Wu Hao and the three of them were traveling relatively deeply, they would have been caught up by the people behind.

Wu Hao and the three of them were relieved at this time, and the steps of the three of them slowed down. The three of them continued to fight while recovering their physical and spiritual strength.

The three of them took another handful of pills almost at the same time, slowing down and refining the medicinal power. The alliance disciples who caught up behind obviously had more physical strength, and the disciples of the Tibetan faction in front of them were like cutting leeks, and they all fell to the ground and were emptied after a while.

The three of them glanced at each other, but their steps still slowed down, and they didn't rush to the front again. In this encirclement and suppression, every elite disciple who was sent and every time he killed a disciple of the Tibetan faction, he had a contribution point to take.

The three of them can't always be too prominent, let's leave some opportunities for others! This will hide the sect, and almost all the disciples in the foundation building period have been killed.

Further inside is the place where the disciples of the Qi Refining Period gather, and the spiritual power of the Qi Refining Period can't produce much power from self-explosion, and the three of them are too lazy to cut melons and vegetables!

The three of them originally wanted to move sideways, but when they looked left and right, they were all disciples from various factions of the alliance. The three of them rested their minds, and this big battle should be almost over.

Looking back at Jin Dan Zhenren's battle circle, it has already stopped. The people standing were all Jindan Zhenren from all factions of the alliance, and they watched the situation inside, and had no intention of doing anything else.

The three of them followed closely behind the alliance disciples and pushed inside. Finally, in half a day, all the disciples of the Qi Refining Period of the Tibetan Sect were all emptied.

The disciples of the alliance stopped and looked at the back, waiting for the order from the alliance's side.

"The disciples of the foundation building period clean up the battlefield, and the Jindan Zhenren enters the interior of the Tibetan faction!" the commanders of the various factions of the alliance announced loudly.

Zhimeng and the others scattered on the spot, began to clean up the battlefield, gathered all the storage bags together, and burned the corpses of the disciples of the Tibetan faction with spells on the spot.

This time, smelling the burnt smell in the air, Zhimeng couldn't stand it anymore, and she couldn't help but vomit on the battlefield. She has been eating Bigu Dan these days, so all she vomits is bitter water bile.

Wu Hao was still near her and didn't go far. His divine sense seems to have been paying attention to the dream all the time, for fear that there will be a sudden corpse riot on the battlefield, and he is afraid that the dream will encounter danger.

When he saw the dream of vomiting, he couldn't help but feel distressed. But he still kept a proper distance from Zhimeng, afraid that Zhimeng was bored with him, and didn't like him to be too close.