[I can't support it, I'm so dizzy, I'm going to take some medicine and get ready to sleep for this chapter today.] 】

If the orc alliance could easily break through Xuanhuang City, then Xiao Beamon would naturally not care, this was just another addition to the prestige of the orc clan. It is harmless, but now, it is evenly matched, especially the orc clan is on the side of the siege, facing the fierce arrow rain of Xuanhuang City, there are heavy casualties, this is undoubtedly, if it continues to fight, it may be a lose-lose situation.

Little Beamon hates.

hates his lack of strength, and hates the evil intentions of the black hands behind the scenes.

It has sow discord to such a point and provoke such a big war.

Ill-intentioned, absolutely ill-intentioned.

The mastermind behind the scenes must know the strength of Xuanhuang City, and he also knows that once the fight starts, the final result will inevitably be a lose-lose situation.

"I'm going to be a sinner of the orcs, I'm going to disgrace the Bimon. Little Beamon's eyes lit up with resentment.

The cloud ladder only stopped after condensing a thousand, not that it couldn't be condensed, but that all the surrounding cloud qi had been swallowed and refined, and cast into a cloud ladder. In the sky, there are no clouds to be seen.

Cloud ladder cloud ladder, without cloud gas, you can't cast a cloud ladder.

The battle on the battlefield has become a battle for the ladder.

This ladder was erected by the orcs, but it did not belong to the orcs. If you want to ascend, you have to pay the price of blood.

The fight has been in white heat from the very beginning.

The dense rain of arrows, talismans, and rune bombs all frustrated the orc army again and again, but along the ladder, the orc army also approached and even rushed to the city wall again and again, causing a lot of damage to the soldiers on the city wall.

Between attack and defense, it is like a flesh and blood grinding plate, constantly devouring a large number of lives.

This battle was fought from early morning to evening.

Tragic to the extreme. The dead and wounded are innumerable.

On the side of Xuanhuang City, it is divided into two groups, taking turns to rest and take turns to fight. There are even ordinary people who go up to the city wall and pick up the magic crossbow to help defend. One by one, they are clean and neat, and when they kill the orc warriors, they are not merciless.

These orcs have come to invade their homeland, and that is the enemy, and the enemy should be killed.

The people in Xuanhuang City did not have the kindness of a woman. Kill when you should kill, and kill decisively, that's famous.

From day to night, it can be said that the sound of killing is earth-shattering and endless.

Many monks who came from all over the world also went up to the Great Wall of Iron and Blood in person and saw the tragedy of the battlefield. The shock in my heart was even stronger.

It's like a group of disciples of the Hanshan Sword Sect, stepping on the city wall, looking at the tragic battlefield, all of their faces turned white, and the shock in their hearts was unprecedented, they couldn't have imagined that Xuanhuang City, which had never been looked at by them, had such terrifying strength, and this secular war would be terrifying to such a point.

This is simply a complete subversion of their original perception of the outside world.

In front of Xuanhuang City, his own sect is afraid that he will not even be able to compete, and as soon as the army comes out, it will be easily exterminated and slaughtered. Sheet armor is not left. The dense rain of arrows is not something that anyone can reach, and the Destiny Realm will be shot.

"Is this still a secular town, is this still the people I saw before? Everyone has cultivation, not to mention, everyone dares to go into battle to kill the enemy, kill the orcs, and do not show mercy. With a little training, it's an elite army. ”

"This is completely different from what is said in the sect, there are indeed many talents in the human race, and there are countless heroes, and in the troubled times, they can still grow all the way to this point. Not worse than the sect, or even stronger. These are two completely different paths from the sect. The sect is mainly based on cultivation, and this world is mainly based on conquest and killing, and grows up in constant fighting. ”

"I really hope that I won't face Xuanhuang City in the future, otherwise in the face of such an army, I don't know if I have the courage to fight the enemy. These are all executioners who crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood. ”

"It is said that in Xuanhuang City, rewards and punishments are judged by meritorious service, meritorious service in the army is military merit, killing is military merit, and great war is meritorious service. It can be exchanged for various resources, and it can obtain all kinds of exercises. In this way, those who are trained in war will be battle-hardened battlefield butchers. However, such an army is absolutely easy to dispel. It is easy to never dare to get involved in its edge. ”

In the words of the disciples of the Cold Mountain Sword Sect, the importance of Xuanhuang City was almost repeatedly improved, and the arrogance in their hearts was completely defeated by the bloodshed on the battlefield. Even if it was them, when had they ever seen this kind of picture of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

On the city wall, Yi Tianxi, Jia Xu and others always stand. No matter how the wind and clouds change on the city wall, there is always nothing unusual. Look at the offensive and defensive battle like a flesh millstone.

"My lord, King Beamon is training his troops. ”

Jia Xu looked at the battlefield meaningfully and said slowly.

"Well, I can also see that since the war beast was killed, King Beamon's approach has changed, and a large number of soldiers have been sent to the battlefield one after another, and every once in a while, the remaining soldiers on the battlefield will be evacuated and rotated. What dies is waste, and what remains is the elite. The battlefield is washed with blood. This is a better calculation than King Meng's. ”

Yi Tianxie said with a sneer. However, even if you know about it, it is impossible to stop it.

This is the orc clan training, and it is not Xuanhuang City training. In a big war, those who survive are the real elite. Dead. It's the eliminator.

This is the cruelty of troubled times.

"There's nothing wrong with that, but we can have a chance to move on to the next goal. With the cooperation of King Beamon. It will definitely be achieved. I believe that King Beamon wants to do that more now than we do. Even, King Beamon is fully capable of losing both of us and our Xuanhuang City and causing heavy damage. The army is overwhelming, not the wave after wave of wheel warfare like the current one. This means that he has no intention of completely dying with our Xuanhuang City. ”

Jia Xu smiled indifferently.

"Let's fight, let's fight for three days and three nights. The orcs want to stop, I don't want to stop yet. Yi Tianxie said calmly.

Only maintain a war of this intensity, Xuanhuang City is still consumed.

This battle should let the people of Xuanhuang City see blood. Let those who have never been on the battlefield really experience it on the battlefield.

The war continues.

One day, two days.

The intensity of the war has always been maintained at a certain level, and it has not increased, and it has been attacked again and again, and it has been repelled and killed again and again. Blood has long since stained the entire battlefield with blood.

Grab a handful of dirt from the ground and pinch the blood.

And just under this battlefield, under the earth, there is a hidden space.

In the space, an altar suddenly appeared, and the altar was blood-red. There are countless ancient and evil blood-colored textures exuding from it, intertwined, like meridians, and those who watch it are shocked.

On the blood-colored altar, it can be seen that a blood-colored figure sits directly on it, and outside his body, he is shrouded in layers of red blood, making it impossible to see his true face at all.

Around the altar, you can see figures that are also shrouded in blood. is rapidly devouring and absorbing the bloody aura.

This blood-colored altar seems to have magical powers. It can continuously absorb and gather a large amount of bloody qi from the battlefield. This bloody aura of death seems to be an immeasurably delicious feast for these mysterious people.

"Okay, great, sure enough, it's really right to cause a big war between the orc clan and Xuanhuang City, whether it is a human or an orc clan, the more people die, the better, if they don't have a big war, where can we find so much pure blood qi. This fresh bloody breath is really wonderful, wonderful. ”

The figure sitting on the altar let out a strange laugh. On the other hand, he is also greedily devouring the blood and evil qi that is constantly converging.

"Yes, Ancestor, these humans are so stupid, and the orcs are a bunch of brainless reckless men. Just a little provocation can lead to such a big war, they fight to the death and bloody battles on it, but we can enjoy this wonderful bloody aura here. With these bloody aura, the ancestor's cultivation would soon be able to break through the Destiny Diagram Realm and advance to the Law Realm realm. At that time, our Blood Demon Clan will definitely be able to sweep the world. Become a strong clan between heaven and earth. ”

"Yes, it's a good thing that both the human race and the orc race lose together, and it's the most beneficial for us blood demon clans. Peace is not good for us, war is our feast. ”

In the blood light, a strong man of the Blood Demon Clan let out a strange laugh.

For them, it was a feast, a feast of creation.

The Blood Demon Race is an extremely strange race. Born from the blood evil qi, absorbing the blood evil qi to cultivate, as long as there is enough blood evil qi, you can make rapid progress in the shortest possible time. Moreover, the combat power is very weird.

"Okay, this is an opportunity for our Blood Demon Clan to rise, and use the gathered blood evil qi to breed as many other clansmen as possible. Strengthening my Blood Demon Clan, that's the most important thing. ”

The Blood Demon Ancestor sat on the altar and said quickly.

It can be seen that there are a large number of blood-colored giant eggs scattered around. Bursts of powerful heartbeats could be heard in these blood-colored eggs. These giant eggs are more than thousands. Each one is frantically devouring the blood evil qi, this is the blood essence qi. As time passed, the vitality of the giant egg skyrocketed at an incredible rate.

It's very vigorous and can feel it. Something seemed to be about to jump straight out of the giant egg.

The figures in the blood light looked at these giant eggs, and they all showed excitement and anticipation.

This is their people, and this will be the future of the Blood Demon Clan.

The Blood Demon Race is an oviparous race. A very strange race, in order to be fully conceived, needs a huge amount of bloody qi to be fed with boundless essence blood. in order to achieve the purpose of giving birth to the world.

That's why they're going to be under the battlefield.

In their opinion, the Terrans and Orcs who fought on the ground were fools, and they were blood food to increase their strength.