After crossing most of the Western Regions, the frozen snow in the snowfields became deeper.

In the midst of the snow, there was a scarlet color.

Like blood.

Blood that just spilled.

It's far from terracotta, so you can't hear the trampling of the coming war.

On this extremely quiet snowfield, there is a red and white figure lying on his stomach.

His snow-white mask was torn apart and landed not far in front of him, the top half still covering his forehead, revealing the lower half of his face in scarlet.

The muscles and bones in the body of the White Tiger Great Sage were washed away by the sword qi, destroying most of them, so that their cultivation began to be unstable, and the realm of the grandmaster who had broken through through the bloodline before leaving the mountain was already crumbling.

Behind him, there was a small blood hole, blood gushed out from the inside, dyeing the whole big white coat red, flowing on the snowfield, some had frozen, forming ice stubble, and some were actually boiling and burning, rising into smoke, floating out, covering the snow with a light layer of red.

This sword intent is indeed strong enough.

If you were to become a human cultivator in the realm of an ordinary grandmaster, if you took such a sword, you would fall here.

But the White Tiger Great Sage did not die.

His body had been pierced by this sword, and even his realm had been shattered by this sword.

But he survived after all.

It's just that he no longer has the strength to move, and he can't even move a finger.

Not to mention using the Shifting Divine Power to send yourself back to the Eight Feet Mountain Chess Palace to heal your injuries.

He could only lie on his stomach on the snow.

Fortunately, now in the Western Regions Snow Field, all the Terran cultivators have been killed by the Mountain and Sea Scripture.

And unfortunately, all the demon beasts have also been mobilized and left their original territory.

How many monsters are there in the entire Western Regions?

Qi Liang and the Northern Wei didn't know, but they would soon know.

The White Tiger Great Sage was lying on top of the snow, and the remaining demonic power in his body had been eroded by the sword intent, and his bloodline could not suppress the pain of broken bones, so waves of severe pain struck.

The sound of a low tiger roar came from above the snow.

He specially waited until the man named Li Changge left the Central Plains before he chose to fully recover.

The bloody scene of that human sword cultivator killing the Eight Feet Mountain alone caused a huge impact and shock to the entire Western Regions.

What if he comes?

Does the Western Regions still dare to gather demons like this?

The White Tiger Great Sage buried his head in the snow and breathed deeply into the biting chill.

He knew that he was not able to scheming, so he no longer used superfluous thoughts, but quietly thought about the arrangements in the chess palace.

Demon moves.

Demon moves.

How long do you have to wait before you can be taken back to the Chess Palace?

How long will it take for "it" to finish the affairs on the terracotta side?

On the Fengsui side, if it resists to the death, it is estimated that it will take several days.

The White Tiger Great Sage thought that he might lie on his stomach in this snow for several days, and for no reason he was a little irritable, and the roar that overflowed from between his teeth because of the pain brought a low hoarse with a hint of rage.

He regretted a little that he had gone alone to intercept Yi Xiao and Wei Lingshan.

His intention was not to snatch the demon sword, nor did he want to intercept and kill the two before they returned to the terracotta, but fortunately, he did stop the two from reaching the terracotta.

Count the time...... It's time for that "beast tide" to fall.

The White Tiger Great Sage lowered his eyebrows.

He knows it well.

In a few moments, Beacon will be cornered.

The young scholar named Qi Shu, even if he reacted and ordered him to retreat as soon as possible, it would be too late.

It's a poisonous ploy.

A very long poison plan.

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District 13.

The sound of "retreat" did not dissipate.

Mr. Qi Shu's voice came a second time.

"Retreat !!"

This time, the voice was a little irritable, and even had some urging.

His Royal Highness and Wei Lingshan glanced at each other, a little confused.

Wang Luo's fingers, which were originally clenched on the spear, also loosened slightly.

The murderous aura was awe-inspiring, just waiting for Qi Shu's order.

Withdraw?

Immediately after that, the magic circle on the snow had a lot of noisy sounds for no reason!

"Boom—"

It was like thunder, and it was like a roar, mixed with thunderous tremors, and the angry sound of the Terrans!

"The eighth district encountered a beast tide, there is no omen, no omen, it comes out of thin air!"

"The second district has encountered a tide of beasts! I can't resist it! Ninety percent of the full team of the Ping Demon Division Tianzi No. 3 and No. 4 is dead!"

"Zone 4...... Ahh

In an instant, the terrible sound of tearing eardrums reached the empty snow of Area 13.

His Royal Highness's face turned extremely pale.

Wang Luo was the same, on the heavy snow, the originally gentle voice in the city lord's mansion suddenly became angry at this moment.

Qi Shu seemed to throw out all the things at hand, and scolded angrily: "The people of the red soil! Lao Tzu said retreat!

This elegant scholar was extremely angry at the moment, his voice was high-pitched, and the noise in the city lord's mansion even spread to the snow in the thirteenth district: "Prepare for battle! Dispatch all troops! Get out of the city immediately! Pick up all the men and horses who can be driven back from the 'red soil'!"

"Don't fight, don't fight, retreat directly!"

He roared hard, pressing into his heart the possibility that he had just thought of, and he was almost hoarse: "Those in the thirteenth district! Don't fight! Retreat directly!

After shouting these words, Qi Shu of the City Lord's Mansion was already drenched in sweat, and his back was penetrated, and he was a little weak to sit on the ground, his roar was so loud that the City Lord's Mansion could be heard outside the door, His Royal Highness arrived in a hurry and saw Qi Shu sitting on the ground in a depressed state.

Qi Shu's face turned miserable, and he glanced at Xiao Wuregret, his spirit was already a little tired.

He looked at the magic circle, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yi Shaoran, go back to the City Lord's Mansion." Take me for a look...... The beast tide outside the thirteenth district. ”

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The thirteen districts of terracotta, spanning one district, do not take too long.

Mr. Qi Shu's roaring voice continued to tremble throughout the "terracotta" range, but it was a pity that in the trampling sound of the demon beast, it seemed extremely weak.

His Royal Highness, Wei Lingshan, and Wang Luo were separated in two directions.

On the whole terracotta, there are not many guards and horses, but the number of apportionments is gathered together, at least in the thousands.

Along the way, Yi Xiao's face was pale.

Where did this beast tide come from?

It's the same as the last time the beast tide came to the Great Wall of Fengsui for no reason.

Out of thin air.

The eleventh district, the twelfth district, and the thirteenth district, which were listed as the three most dangerous areas by Qi Shu, did not even have a trace of demonic energy.

And when you reach the tenth district, you can see the black and oppressive beast tide, rushing towards the end of the terracotta, the beacon Great Wall.

His Royal Highness roared angrily, rushed into the beast tide, and the killing sword domain was wide open, for this kind of large beast tide, the killing sword domain was a disaster, and the little highness was like a god of death, and the sword light suddenly tossed and turned, rushing out of a long road!

This time the beast tide was different from the last one.

These monsters don't have a leader.

Not even a little chess prince from the chess palace was sent.

And these demon beasts were not afraid of their own killing sword domain at all, and they were dragged into the sword domain and cut into thousands of pieces, and they also blatantly impacted.

The power of one man is in the midst of a huge number of beasts...... It's too small.

His Royal Highness rushed to kill in the tide of beasts, the blood all over the ground, the armor of the human race in the torrent of the iron hooves of the demon beasts, had long been trampled into blood foam, he lowered his head, and he didn't even see a single wheezing human life.

After killing dozens of breaths, Yi Xiao, who had lost a lot of money, was suddenly pulled up by Wei Lingshan and climbed to a height of about ten zhang.

Yi Xiao's eyes were scarlet, covered in blood, and he was panting.

Where did such a tide of beasts come from?

The beast tide in the tenth district alone has reached nearly three thousand.

Together, thirty thousand.

If the armor guards of Fengsui are exhausted, these 30,000 beast tides will fight to the death today, and they will definitely be knocked to death on this snowfield.

Terracotta has really become a veritable terracotta.

It's just Mr. Qi Shu's order, but it is to retreat.

Want to defend the city?

Yi Xiao stared at the dense black beast tide below, full of rising blood mist, almost rising to the height of his toes.

This terracotta defender, that's it...... Gone?

Wei Lingshan's voice was a little sad: "Don't look at it, there's no life." ”

This sudden tide of beasts should have come out of thin air and been "moved" by people with great magical powers.

There are 10 districts in total, 3,000 in each district, a total of ...... Thirty thousand!

Thirty thousand!

His Royal Highness was stunned.

The great sage of the demon clan actually has such magical powers?

After receiving the sword of the senior brother, from countless distances, can you still launch such a fierce surprise attack?

How against the heavens?

Wei Lingshan carried His Royal Highness on his back, and the wings behind him kept flapping, constantly climbing in height.

In the distance, it can be seen that the whole terracotta, heavy snow, and chaos.

The thousands of defenders of Qi Liang, in the terracotta, were almost dead, and the black pressure of the demon beasts and beasts crushed by, far more than any previous time, constantly gathering in the midst of running with each other, converging from both sides to the middle, and finally converging, trampling on the land of the thirteen districts in the most central area, forming a long road, "slowly" advancing in the direction of the Great Wall of Fengsui.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath.

He didn't look in the direction of the beacon, because there was a powerful force there that was strong enough to meet the beast tide.

Even the 30,000 beast tide was stronger than any in previous years, and it was not enough to see in front of the defenders who were full of firepower.

He understood what Qi Shu meant.

Qi Shu was not worried about these 30,000 beast tides.

And outside the terracotta, there is a constantly advancing "three thousand" beast tide.

Is it really three thousand?

That's the lead of the Western Regions.

Qi Shu wants to fight, begging for war, and the people behind the scenes in the Western Regions happen to be familiar with this.

If Qi Shu really attacked, then the beast tide that came out of thin air just now would become the first spoiler.

Immediately after that, there is an army of demon beasts beyond the terracotta.

Unless all the 100,000 beast tides of the demon clan attack, there is absolutely no possibility of breaking through the Great Wall of Fengsui.

The demon clan wants to break through the beacon.

If it is 100,000, it is not enough.

It is necessary for Fengsui to let go of the taboo and fight with all his might.

Need...... Hook the bait.

Yi Xiao's face turned pale, and she said softly: "We...... Go outside the terracotta. ”