This battle lasted for a full hour, and the rumbling in the sky had long since stopped, and Huang Biqing and Youxi were nowhere to be seen, not knowing how to win or lose. The desolate beasts under the command of Youxi fought to the death, unable to get rid of their entanglement in the jungle, and the monks in the trial ground had to fight to the death.

The remaining Terran monks in the trial ground, except for Hua Qianshu and Shui Duoduo who advanced to the Flying Heaven Realm, the rest of them were all cultivators of the Wangtian Realm, while the Horned Terran monks were mostly innate martial artists, and their strength was not as good as that of the desolate beasts, and under the fierce collision, the casualties became more and more heavy.

The wasteland has advanced to the first level of body refining, and its combat power is outstanding, and it is embellished behind the battle formation with Nanshe and others, protecting the back of the clansmen. The Terran monks and the horned monks were slowly separated by the desolate beasts, and the Terran monks lacked the battle formation of the horned terrans as a barrier, and were rushed into the formation by the desolate beasts in one fell swoop.

Qingming roared violently, and the bamboo immortal pattern in the center of his eyebrows appeared again, and the light of the Heaven Devouring Sword in his hand flickered, and he rushed straight into the desolate beast that broke into the formation. The Sky Devouring Sword flew up and down, stabbing wounds on the beast's body, but it couldn't kill the beast.

Qingming couldn't help but complain in his heart: "I'm so kind, what do you have to kill me for, so that I will consume the spiritual power given by Senior Sister Wumeng, and I can't kill the desolate beast with one blow." ”

Shi Teng was enlightened by Hua Qianshu, at this time the fighting spirit was in full swing, his eyebrows were swirling, holding a big gun, killing in front of the formation, stabbing the wild beast, Qingming got Shi Teng's help, the two joined forces, and then the wild beast that broke into the formation was stabbed to death.

When I looked up, I saw that the battle formation of the horned human race was connected with the battle formation of the human monks, and the wasteland, Nanshe and others who were dotted behind were already covered in blood. Qingming exclaimed: "The Horned People are really good at fighting in battle formations, and in such a critical situation, the battle formations are not chaotic, and they are willing to help each other with the monks of our clan, which is really rare." ”

The Terran battle array and the horned human battle array merged in one place, and the combat power soared again. Qingming shouted: "There are many wild beasts, don't hide your family." After speaking, a spirit rune appeared in each of Qingming's hands, shocking fluctuations, and then it rose, Qingming secretly gritted his teeth, and threw the spirit rune into the group of wild beasts, two loud noises, sounded one after another, and a large blank appeared in the group of wild beasts.

Xuanhe got up in the Yellow Leaf Flying Boat and said angrily: "Senior Brother Xuanli's spirit rune, is this how it is used?"

Xuanli is the master of Xuanqing Sect's talisman and refining, and the spirit runes he refines are naturally heavy treasures, and the two spirit runes in Qingming's hand were given to him by the sect before setting off just in case. Previously, Qingming would rather be captured than use these two spirit runes against Bei Lieyang and the others, but now in the face of the desolate beast, he threw them out.

Xuanhe was angry in his heart, and he could no longer sit still, regardless of the fact that his injuries had not healed, he raised his hand and sent out a spiritual power to kill a roaring desolate beast that rushed forward, and joined the battle group. Several mid-level desolate beasts in the desolate beast group, led by a high-level desolate beast, rushed straight to Xuanhe, and fought with Xuanhe, and Xuanhe slowly took several desolate beasts away from the battlefield so as not to accidentally injure these young monks.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qingming's mouth, and he said secretly: "When is this, still watching the scenery on the Yellow Leaf Flying Boat, although Uncle Xuanhe is good, he has been stationed at the Iron Gate Pass for decades, and he is no longer as sharp as he was when he was young." "As for the two spirit runes that were thrown out just now, Qingming didn't take it to heart, if he didn't need to drop it, he would have to hand it over to the sect when he went back, the desolate beast was not the Northern Lieyang and the Autumn Buer, what was there to talk about.

The two spirit runes suddenly exploded in the group of desolate beasts, alarming the Northern Lieyang who was fighting hard in front, he glanced at Qingming, and saw that this person was hidden in the battle array again, shouting and shouting, commanding the Terran monks to kill the desolate beasts with spirit runes and spiritual power, only to find that although Qingming is a good look, he looks quite pleasing to the eye.

At this time, a huge desolate bear screamed wildly and joined the battle group, this desolate bear is a mid-level desolate beast, and he killed a horned human monk with a shot, and Bei Lieyang said angrily: "Good beast, dare to hurt my clan monk." With the words, several rune arrows have fallen on the desolate bear, what Shui Duoduo said is true, these rune arrows are from the hands of the master of the human race, and the power is really huge, each rune arrow, will take away a piece of flesh and blood on the desolate bear.

The wild bear monster screamed again and again, and suddenly pounced on the archery of Ayaya and Nanxun. The Horned Monk protected Ayaya and Nanxun at the core, allowing them to concentrate on archery, blocking them with flesh and blood, and forcibly blocking the high-level desolate beast Desolate Bear from the battle array.

Shooting several rune arrows in a row, Ayaya and Nanxun felt short of breath, this rune arrow really consumed a lot, seeing that the clansmen were injured and killed under the hands of the wild bear, Araya suddenly used force, pulled the bow and arrow into a full moon, three rune arrows were on the bow at the same time, the corners of Aya's mouth continued to ooze blood, the fingers that pulled the bow were worn out, and the blood was soaked in the rune arrow.

As soon as Ayaya's hand was released, three rune arrows shot out suddenly, the wild bear was close at hand, and there was no way to dodge, the rune arrows hit the wild bear in one fell swoop, bursting open in its face, one of the huge eyes of the wild bear was blown away, and its face was covered with blood, which was even more hideous.

Wild and elegant like a gossamer, she fell backwards, Nanxun hugged her with one hand, and shouted: "Blazing sun." This shout was as high-pitched as a cloud, Bei Lieyang raised his eyes to look around, only to see that Aya's eyes were lowered, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he was held in Nanxun's arms, he screamed, his eyes were split, and he jumped in the air on the dangerous battlefield, jumped several feet high, and pounced on the wild bear.

It's a pity that Bei Lieyang is too far away from the barren bear, and he is still dozens of zhang away, and his body is about to fall, and the bare dust whisk in Wufan's hand is thrown out, shouting: "Bei Lieyang, you destroy my dust, let you see how powerful I am in dusting today." ”

The dust was like a meteor, flying towards the wild bear, the northern sun knew that Wufan came to help, and brushed the dust with his foot, and his body jumped up again, the sky was bathed in blood, the ghostly light flickered, faintly with thunder, and stabbed straight at the wild bear.

The direction of the dust has not changed, hitting the wild bear in one fell swoop, piercing its huge shoulder, the wild bear screamed, and pulled out to leave, the North Lieyang Qingtian Spear has been stabbed, a shot pierced into the heart of the Wild Bear, the Wild Bear suffered pain, the giant palm slapped violently, directly hitting the North Lieyang, the North Lieyang was swept by a palm, and was thrown far away, the Optimus Spear was immediately withdrawn, and a bloody arrow was stirred up in the heart of the Wild Bear, and he struggled a few times, and fell to the ground and died.

Bei Lieyang fell to the ground, unable to stand up for a while, and the wasteland stepped forward, in the chaos, protecting Bei Lieyang, and in an instant, his body was injured in several places. Nanshe also killed it, blocking his body in front of Bei Lieyang, and the two of them raised their swords and guns together, resisting the desolate beasts that were constantly attacking.

At this moment, a white rhinoceros with horns on its head slammed straight into the northern sun, this rhinoceros weighed 10,000 catties, and rushed up, and its mountain-like body was shocking to see. Nanshe gritted her teeth tightly, and the big knife slashed forward, which was actually a posture that would rather die than retreat.

The big knife slashed on the horn of the rhinoceros, sparks splashed, the big knife broke in response, seeing that Nanshe was about to be pierced by the long horn, Nansu stabbed out obliquely, knocked Nanshe away, and the big gun stabbed on the rhinoceros, and the gun could not go deep into half a foot.

The rhinoceros's long sharp horns stabbed into Nansu's body, lifting Nansu high and then slamming it aside. Blocked by Nanshe and Nansu, the wasteland had dragged the Northern Sun away, and the rhinoceros rushed past them, bringing up a burst of sand and gravel, hitting their faces with pain. Xuanhe walked while fighting, and when he saw that Bei Lieyang had escaped a catastrophe, he sighed in his heart, the Horned People really attached great importance to this son, and would rather not take his life than protect him.

The rhinoceros castrated endlessly, ran out of dozens of feet, and actually ran out of the battle circle in one fell swoop and escaped into the jungle. The rhinoceros rushed forward suddenly stopped, and a figure appeared in front of the rhinoceros, it was Huang Biqing, who had just arrived, she stepped forward with one hand, easily grabbed the rhinoceros horn, and said with a gloomy face: "You hurt the monks of my clan, and you have to run for your life, you think too beautifully." ”

Huang Biqing shouted angrily, broke the horn from the rhinoceros head, and then kicked it on the rhinoceros's head, kicking the rhinoceros's huge body away. With a loud bang, the 10,000-pound rhinoceros was kicked back to the battlefield and fell to the ground, crushing several wild beasts to death.

This loud noise seems to wake up the crazy wild beasts, and the wild beasts above the middle level immediately scattered and fled, and the wild Biqing made a move, and the demon Xi did not arrive, indicating that the demon Xi had been defeated and fled, and if he didn't leave at this time, he would die here, these wild beasts had gradually opened up their wisdom, how could they die here?

As soon as the desolate beasts above the middle level went, the battlefield immediately showed a one-sided trend, and the Terran monks and horned human monks killed the low-level desolate beasts one by one, and when the last desolate beast fell to the ground, the monks found that this battle had destroyed all the jungles near the valley, and the corpses on the ground were scattered all over the field, and blood flowed everywhere.

Nanshe held Nansu in her arms, Nansu had a huge wound on her chest, her internal organs had been destroyed, and no matter how wonderful the golden wounds of the horned people were, they were powerless to return to the sky. Nan Su's eyes were dilated, and he said softly: "Nan Shao, it's a pity that I died here today, and I can't follow Nan Shao's battlefield to make contributions." ”

Nanshe burst into tears and couldn't speak, holding this big brother of the same clan who sacrificed his life to save him tightly in his arms, feeling his body temperature slowly decrease. Nan Su's face turned pale, and he smiled reluctantly: "Nan Shao, I'm eighteen years old, and I haven't married a wife yet, you have to marry a few more wives for me......"

With the words, Nansu's last life passed, and the eighteen-year-old genius of Tiannanluo, Nansu, who guarded Nanshe to enter the testing ground, died here. Nanshe screamed wildly, the sound shook the four fields, the breath on his body suddenly disordered, everyone was worried, there was a fluctuation in the air, and under the sadness, Nanshe broke through the first level of refining on the battlefield.

Bei Lieyang struggled to get up, Qiu Buji and others also gathered around, and the monks of the Horned Human Race knelt on one knee and sang lamentations in unison on the battlefield: "Don't go to the Nine Desolations in the Heavenly Domain, the road ahead is full of broken bowels, where is the body buried in this body, may your soul return to your hometown." ”

The song is simple and rich, echoing in the jungle. The horned boy sang lamentation over and over again, and in the song, these bloody teenagers broke through one after another, and in less than an hour, several monks advanced to the first level of body refining.

The Terran monks were moved from the side, these horned Terran monks were not high, but they had an indomitable momentum on the battlefield, facing the wild beasts, fighting to the death, and sacrificing their lives to save their companions at a critical time, such comrades-in-arms were reassuring. Hua Qianshu took the lead in saluting, and Shui Duoduo, Wufan, Qingming and others also saluted successively, and then went to clean up the battlefield.

Huang Biqing stood on the Yellow Leaf Flying Boat with a sad face, and Xuan He sighed: "Patriarch of the Wild Race, the road to the re-emergence of your horned human race starts today. ”