Ling Xiyue had already detected that 30,000 reinforcements had arrived on the other side, but everyone's attention was mainly focused on the enemy in front of them.

It will take some time for the reinforcements to arrive, and all they have to do is to destroy all the living enemies during this time, and then use the arrogance of total victory to destroy the reinforcements in one go, which is a reasonable tactic, and they did it, but the enemy they faced this time was too unreasonable.

Although the monsters that emerged from the cracks in the ground were fully suppressed by Ying Longwei and the Long Xiang Army, it would take a certain amount of time to destroy them, and the current Middle-earth army would not be able to leave at all, and if it was attacked at this time, it would definitely be caught off guard.

Of course, considering that there are still so many holy realms and void realms here, they will not be defeated, and it is no problem to draw a certain amount of troops to deal with the reinforcements from southern Xinjiang. However, what Jiang Ming was worried about was not this, but whether the reinforcements also had the means to build an altar.

If the suppression is started at the beginning of the establishment of the altar, and the suppression is targeted according to their three weaknesses, a few Holy Realms will be able to suppress them all, but will the reinforcements in southern Xinjiang start to build the altar when the two sides are fighting? Jiang Ming asked himself if he commanded, he must choose a surrounding village to build the altar and sacrifice with the sacrifice of a village or town to achieve their goal.

There is such a thing as human nature, they don't expect the people of southern Xinjiang to have it.

"Eight Desolation Marquis, reinforcements from the southern frontier are coming, I suspect that their method of summoning dark creatures will be used in the surrounding villages and towns, so please prepare early. Thinking of this, Jiang Ming reminded the Eight Desolation Marquis.

The face of the Eight Desolation Marquis changed, if the people in Southern Xinjiang knew that the battle situation here had been decided, then it was normal for them to choose such a way of fighting, and they had slaughtered the city not once or twice, who could guarantee that they would not do it for the third time?

"Eight Desolation Lords, if you can't find a way to solve it, then I'll take action. Ling Xiyue said.

Jiang Ming's transmission just now was not only transmitted to the Eight Desolation Marquis, but also to her, she could sit back and watch the soldiers die on the battlefield, but she could not sit back and watch the ordinary people being slaughtered.

"What to do! If they are invited, then the majesty of Middle-earth will be lost, and if they are not invited, then it will inevitably cause huge losses, and even the entire army here may be buried here. It is their fate for soldiers to die on the battlefield, and it is their duty to use their lives to maintain the dignity of Middle-earth, but can you really afford the consequences of the slaughter of ordinary people?"

At this time, there began to be a commotion in the army.

"I feel like I've improved. ”

"Originally, my true yuan and physical strength have been depleted a lot, but now they have been replenished again!"

"I feel like I'm not going to kill these monsters

Tired, and the more you kill, the more energetic you get!"

"Hahaha, kill these monsters!"

Some of the Middle-earth Divine Dynasty armies began to discover that killing these monsters would increase their cultivation, so they worked harder to kill these monsters.

Hearing the shouts of these soldiers, the Eight Desolation Marquis not only did not feel happy, but felt a little cold in his heart.

The Holy Realm in the sky swept the faces of these soldiers, and found that their smiles had been distorted, and their arrogant appearance was not at all the same as before, they were killing frantically, enjoying the pleasure of improving their strength, and the laughter that rushed to the sky even made the Void Realm and the Holy Realm a little chilly.

"Eight Desolation Marquis, what's going on?" someone asked the Eight Desolation Marquis.

The Eight Desolation Marquis took a deep breath and said, "Didn't Miss Ling already explain the information you gave you? Killing these monsters by cultivating god-level exercises will absorb a part of their qi and blood, and then lose their minds. ”

As soon as the words of the Eight Desolation Marquis came out, the atmosphere in the entire sky became depressed.

This is the intelligence related to their opponents, of course they dare not take a serious look, after all, the intelligence on the battlefield is directly related to the life of the family, and a little negligence may be the difference between life and death. However, it is one thing to have intelligence on paper, it is another thing to see it with your own eyes, and it is another thing to feel it in person.

Killing will be eroded, if you don't kill, you will be killed, no matter what.

"Even if it is eroded, there is a distance from losing one's mind, since Miss Ling and Jiang Gongzi have the means to save them, then let them kill as much as possible during the period of improving their strength, and when they reach the limit, they will be handed over to Miss Ling for treatment. A Saint Realm immediately came up with a solution.

The Eight Desolation Marquis nodded, and then manipulated the power of heaven and earth to spread his voice throughout the army: "Everyone listens to the order, if you kill too much, if you feel that your mind is affected, stop immediately, and then retreat to the rear, if you can wake up, you will wake up, and if you can't wake up, let the people around you help fall into a deep sleep!"

The Middle-earth army, infected by the frenzied atmosphere, sobered up a little, and the instinct to obey orders was already engraved in their physical instincts, and even if they lost their minds, the physical instincts began to awaken their consciousness.

"What was I doing?"

"I can still kill, let me avenge my brothers!"

"Ahh

Some of the soldiers in the front row who had fallen into madness came to their senses, while others continued to kill like crazy, and even their teammates could not do anything about those who had fallen into madness but were still killing dark creatures.

There are also some people who wake up and feel scared of what they just happened, and their heads are cut off in a trance, and then become food for dark creatures

Although the situation has become more chaotic, the situation has stabilized, and many unstable factors have been eliminated.

At least that's what the Eight Desolation Marquis thinks now.

"Zhang Xian, what are you doing?" a soldier looked at the blade in his abdomen, his eyes widened in disbelief, he couldn't believe that his comrades-in-arms, who usually lived and died with him, would do such a thing.

Zhang Xian pulled out his sword and looked frightened: "I don't know, I really don't know, it's not me!"

"Whether it's true or not, knock him out first!" The soldiers on the side immediately reacted, no matter whether he regained consciousness now, what happened to him just now was a fact, and there was nothing wrong with subduing him first and then sending him to the rear.

A sword light lit up, and a big head flew into the sky along with the sword light.

"It turns out that there is no need to suppress it at all!" Zhang Xian stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, his face was hideous, and his eyes turned scarlet color, full of bloodthirsty **.

"Oh no, kill him!" someone shouted, and rushed forward with a knife in his grief.

"He's not Zhang Xian anymore," the other soldier was halfway through his words when his neck was cut in half by a sharp blade, and blood spurted out incessantly.

He looked in the direction of the source of the blade with all his might, only to find that a person who had been trying to subdue Zhang Xian with him just now was now full of hideousness, and his eyes were full of the same look as Zhang Xian.

Such things happen in all directions......

"Anyone who attacks their teammates will be killed!" shouted one of the Voids in the sky.

At his command, many Middle-earth soldiers stopped sparing their hands and slashed at their teammates.

"How can you ...... No, you're already under control!" The Shrouds next to him shouted at him with some dissatisfaction when they heard him give such a commotion-causing order, but then saw the crazy look in his eyes.

"No, I'm not crazy! Kill quickly! Don't spare your hands on those who have already been affected!" An Yuanke yelled.

A Saint Realm appeared beside An Yuanjiao, struck him the back of the neck with a palm, and then sent it to the place where Ling Xiyue was, and asked, "Is there a way to solve it?"

Ling Xiyue bent down, then slapped a palm on An Yuanjiao's chest, and said, "He was pretending to be just now." ”

Then he began to use his control of qi and blood to try to treat An Yuanjiao, trying to expel the xenomorph qi and blood from his body.

Jiang Ming's gaze and the gaze of the Eight Desolation Marquis converged, and a look of humiliation appeared in the eyes of the Eight Desolation Marquis, and then it became resolute: "Jiang Gongzi, Miss Ling, please take action!"

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