The continuous expansion of the battlefield, with the addition of Lin Zun's team, has been effectively contained. But the enemy was not without a way to deal with it, and the city lord-level figures jumped down one after another to join the battle.

Most of them are some masters of fame, and the killings that occur everywhere they go have relieved the pressure to a great extent.

From this point of view, the military does have an overwhelming advantage over the idle forces of Sanssouci River.

With 300,000 against million-level strength, you can still give pressure, which is called elite.

Of course, the existence of the White Pagoda is indispensable. The previous wave of attacks from the White Tower had indeed scared out many people's bile, and their combat effectiveness had been greatly reduced.

"What method will be used?" the old man in the Dao robe was on top of the white tower, watching the battle situation at any time, "That person······ It shouldn't be so simple as wanting to sing a play with us········"

The news that Lao Lin brought back was also the reason why he was upset. The stakes are high, and once the White Tower falls, it may become a new extraterritorial battlefield, and at that time····· What interests are white towers.

"I don't know if I will enter the Holy Realm one day·········"

After entering the realm of saints, it is expected to sit on the holy mountain, become the foundation of the military, and have the right to vote on the actions of the military. At that time, it is important to let those who only care about their interests know what they have been through all these years·······

"Yun Chong... Twin Thunder ·····" Qin Lin shouted, the thunder power suddenly appeared, and finally formed a demonic state in the fingertip leap, and the thunder cloud rushed to arouse the thunder power like hearing the words, and the thunder power of the two gradually merged into one.

One is the form, the other is the god, perfectly combined.

This is a new skill they have recently researched, and the combination of the thunder power of the two forms a mimic monster with stronger attack power and stronger autonomy, and will not easily dissipate.

"Flame······ Wailing of Fire ······" A peacock is born in the fire, making a sharp wail, and wherever it flies, it is the land of fire.

"The artistic conception of fire in Tsing Yi········· Something······" This was the first time Qin Lin had seen Ling Qingyi exert her strength, in the past actions, she mostly did some coordination, but now it seems that it was a huge mistake not to count her in the combat effectiveness.

"Hmph... Don't think I'm just a vase..." Ling Qingyi was happy in his heart, he could get Qin Lin's praise as if he had eaten honey, but he was unforgiving, "I have combat power, no weaker than ordinary women·····"

Lei Yunchong smiled bitterly, who said you were a vase? Isn't this always something you say again? But his laughter stopped abruptly when he was only halfway up, because he sensed that Ling Qingyi was smiling at him.

This smile had a sinister feeling that made his hairs burst.

"Hey, hey... What's that... I don't know anything, I'm just passing by..."

Mo Qingyu's twin swords have been broken, and the countless golden and iron strikes have long exceeded the limits of the twin swords, and finally she is overwhelmed, and her white silk appears again, although it does not have the intuitive effect of the double swords, but the effect is extraordinary.

Bai Aya's agility has been most perfectly reflected here, which can be advanced or retreated, and there is the most solid support sitting behind Qin Lin.

Qi Shuang'er moved with the battle array, always in the most central position. Her hands are always on the strings, ready to find the fish that slipped through the net and solve it.

The battle between Die Dance and Hu Fei is also very distinctive, they are not twins but they are like twins, they have a conjoined posture, often a simple action and a casual look, both of them can understand each other's minds, and under the joint attack, there is also a lot of deterrence. Those fish that slipped through the net that Qin Lin let go, even if they escaped Qi Shuang'er's arrows, they finally fell under their attack.

"Got it·······" Until now, Qin Lin didn't know how many people he had killed, in such a battlefield, there was no point in recording the number of kills, the only thing that needed to be done was to kill and kill, and the killing would be over until there were no enemies.

His body was stained with the blood of the enemy, and there were countless of them. The whole person looks like a youkai crawling out of a pool of blood. But he gradually understood.

Black Spot turns out to have such a special ability.

The blood in his body is gradually absorbed, and then converted into his own power, is this what the dark spots do?

What he could perceive was that most of the blood and qi power absorbed by the dark spot was used to nourish himself, and the full part would be transformed into a source of his power.

This is an extremely terrifying ability.

On such a battlefield, no matter what level of cultivator they are, they all have the possibility of losing their strength, and once they lose their strength, they are very likely to be destroyed in an instant. And the presence of the dark spot seems to have found a never-ending path for him. As long as the battlefield is still there, as long as there are enemies to kill, he will not be tired, and he will not be helpless because his spiritual power is exhausted.

He can become a war machine and kill endlessly.

As more and more blood was absorbed, the dark spots also had a slight change, and they actually abandoned the previous cloudy appearance, and gradually turned into the appearance of a flower, with a little heat dissipated, making him feel a heat surge in his heart.

This is the flower of war, this is the flower of killing, this is ········· The more brutal the killing, the more gorgeous the blooming ····· Flower of Death.

Bloom in the midst of slaughter, rise in the midst of death.

This ··········· It is his way.

In this moment, he understood where his threat was coming from. It turned out ········ The man was afraid of this·······

And my father has already noticed everything, so he will do everything to protect himself?

But why don't you say it? The sword in his hand is constantly killing, but there is inevitably some sadness in his heart.

At that time, where did he understand this?

Understand, it is the most beautiful and pleasant sentence in the world, a thousand words are better than a sentence of 'I understand you', my father understands what kind of wave his existence will set off, so even if he is at the top, he is willing to sacrifice everything for it.

"Thank you ·····" At this moment, the resentment against my father for many years dissipated, and the biggest knot hidden in my heart was untied.

And he also knew what he was going to do in the future.

Just like this blooming flower, it is good to walk in the midst of killing, and one day he will rise.

"Hmph, old fellow..." Childe's side is ready, just wait for an opportunity to start, "You're idle·····"

He stared at the White Tower, and saw the white-robed figure through endless time and space.

"Childe, step aside first, I'll wait to start ······" Several subordinates took off their black robes, revealing their faces that had been hidden under the black robes, "Once this side is connected, it will inevitably be noticed by that old thing, and he is waiting for this opportunity·······"

"The identity of the prince is noble, he will be famous in the Nine Domains one day, and he can't take risks here·······"

The faces of several subordinates were pure white, like hopelessly ill people, and they also lacked strength to speak. This is the result of the exercises they practice.

They are not furnace tripods, but they are better than furnace tripods. They are the stepping stones of Childe, and they can sacrifice everything for Childe's rise.

"Remember, the soul power is attached to the bead and can delay the pain······" Childe didn't refute it, and all this was taken for granted.

The ultimate purpose of these people following and coming here is this moment.

Opening the realm on his behalf, opening the gate of heaven, and then dying under the attack of the White Tower is their ultimate fate.

"Peace of mind, everything at home, I will take care of ·····" Before leaving, Childe still said, "Your sacrifice will create an opportunity for Asgard, and Asgar will not forget you..."

Several subordinates trembled, pulling out their soul source power little by little, and the drying of their souls caused their already sick bodies to gradually dry up, and finally became several dried corpses.

But they are happy, they are voluntary, they are ········ No regrets. Surviving in such a world is already difficult, if you can use your own sacrifice in exchange for the safety of your family and the care of Asgard, it is worth it.

After the seal of Dao Yin was activated by Childe's technique, it was driven by the soul source power of several subordinates, and finally formed an incomparable storm, setting off the biggest wind on this battlefield.