After Song Ling'er glanced at it, their eyes all fell on the battlefield that was still in a fierce battle, although all the monks in the die-hard camp surrendered and surrendered, and those who were beheaded were beheaded, and the resistance camp all violated the blackfriar, but the blackfriar's desperate resistance was also a headache.

"Now the only one who can solve this situation is the supreme shot. Bai Ziyu said.

"Yes, it's just Uncle Shi?" Zheng Han wondered, and looked at the sky after speaking.

"There's no way, whether it's Xiao Li Zisan or Wentian, whoever shows up first will be at a disadvantage. Song Linger said.

Bai Ziyu and the three nodded, because what Song Ling'er said about weakness is nothing more than the consumption of spiritual power, and only by making a move can the chaotic situation on the battlefield mountain be solved, and it will naturally consume spiritual power. Of course, there is also retreat, but the resistance camp will not retreat at all, even if it is a great sacrifice. As for the die-hard camp, it depends on whether God is willing to sacrifice more than 100,000 blackfriars.

"Our way is only to kill. Song Ling'er continued, but her voice was really cold.

"If the blackfriar is killed, will Wentian show up?" Jiang Yu glanced at the three of them and asked.

"This..."When Zheng Han heard this, he didn't know how to answer, because he really couldn't see through the sky.

"Yes. Song Linger replied simply.

Jiang Yu and Zheng Han all frowned and looked at Song Ling'er.

"Because it is the Supreme, the pride of the Supreme in the body will not be reduced by a point, even in the face of death. Jiuyao Demon Venerable is the best example of this. Bai Ziyu's voice suddenly sounded, and he explained.

Although Jiang Yu and Zheng Han did not participate in the killing of Jiuyao, they also learned about it from Xiao Li Zi afterwards. Jiu Yao would rather blow himself up than search for Xiao Lizi's soul, which shows the pride in his heart, which fulfills his own words: "I can only die in my own hands, not in your hands." ”

"If Uncle Shi and they defeat Wentian, I don't know what choice he will make. Zheng Han said curiously.

"I don't think he will be searched by Xiao Lizi. Song Linger said.

Zheng Han nodded, because Song Ling'er was not wrong, once Wentian was defeated, he would probably choose to blow himself up like Jiu Yao, rather than being searched by Xiao Lizi, after all, soul searching is a shame for monks.

"Guys, let's go on. Bai Ziyu said.

Song Ling'er and the three nodded, and then they all flew towards the black-clothed monk and continued to fight with them.

The Heavenly Immortal King looked at the battle in the air, his eyes full of sorrow blinked slowly, and in a flash of thought, he decided to save the remaining more than 100,000 monks, even if he died in the hands of Xiao Lizi, he also thought of how to let the 100,000 monks live and return to the underworld or the heavenly realm.

All the die-hard camps were killing the blackfriar, but as they were killing, one of the blackfriars fled in blood. However, the entire army of more than 100,000 monks did not flee just one, but one after another.

Bai Ziyu was holding a long sword in his hand, the blade was sharp and flashing, and he was about to cut off the head of a black-clothed immortal monarch. But as the sword pointed out, nothing was slashed, only a cloud of blood mist.

Song Ling'er glared slightly, and stroked the fairy qin with her forehand to release a powerful sound blade attack. However, as soon as the sound blade left the qin, the black-clothed immortal monarch not far away turned into a cloud of blood mist and disappeared.

Zheng Han and Jiang Yu can be said to have encountered the same situation, and the enemy in front of them disappeared in parts.

The three of Xiao Li Zi in the clouds had been watching the battlefield intently, and at this time, they saw that the black-clothed monks had disappeared one by one, so they glanced at each other.

Although he didn't see the figure of the Asking Heaven Immortal King, who else could command the army of more than 100,000 monks to disappear but Wentian? But for a while, he found a problem, that is, the person who asked the sky was very contradictory.

Wentian is a person who betrays the entire human race and stands on the side of the eight-armed Shura in the underworld, and can be said to be a completely cold-blooded immortal emperor. But this cold-blooded Immortal Emperor actually took pity on more than 100,000 black-clothed monks at this time, which made Xiao Li Zi a little puzzled, could it be that there was still a kind side to the sky?

Yang Lin also frowned, he could naturally think of what Xiao Li Zi could think of, and he was also full of questions about Wentian like Xiao Li Zi, what kind of existence was this Wentian? betraying the human race and pitying the human race? Or did these more than 100,000 monks have any other effect on him?

Xiao Lizi and the three of them glanced at each other again, because Wentian's behavior was really extraordinary, at least not in line with his character.

More than 100,000 monks only took a dozen breaths, and they all disappeared, leaving only those monks in the resistance camp whose robes were stained with blood, but because they were not fighting for a while, the entire resistance camp instantly became silent, all of them looked at me and I saw what you were thinking.

Not to mention that the others were in shock, even the leader of the rebel camp, Hua Yingxue, and all the high-ranking people looked blankly at the place where the black-clothed monk was still just now.

"We won?" Hua Yingxue came back to her senses after a moment and wondered, but she didn't think that the blackfriar's retreat was a win, you must know that escaping is not a loss, only if you completely lose your combat power and have no sense of resistance, that is a loss.

"Those monks have retreated?" Qingxuan Immortal Jun also muttered to himself, but he looked at Hua Yingxue instead.

"Alliance Leader, what kind of reputation is this Wentian doing? This is already the final battle, why did he still withdraw his own monks?" Qingxuan Immortal Jun said.

"Supreme Decisive Battle. Hua Yingxue pondered for a moment and said.

"You mean?" Qingxuan Immortal Jun still had a hint of doubt.

"Everyone knows that there will be two battlefields in the final battle, this is one, and the second is the Supreme Decisive Battle. But the decisive thing is only the Supreme Decisive Battle, but the reason why there are chaotic battles and great battles between monks is because each of us wants to win the situation. "Flower Reflection Snow Road.

"Are you saying that this war is no longer necessary, Wentian's camp has already lost, and it will be a slaughter on the one hand, so the second battle, and the most critical battle, the Supreme Decisive Battle is about to begin?"

"I think that's how it should be, otherwise there would be no reason for Wentian to remove the Blackfriar. "Flower Reflection Snow Road.

"Then, should we chase those black-clothed monks?" said Qingxuan Immortal Jun with a fierce light on his face, and as soon as his voice fell, he made a movement to wipe his neck.

"Asking the heavens is a top priority, so it's better not to chase them, and all the monks now need to be repaired and treated, once dispersed, those black-clothed monks will be slaughtered like wheat in the rebel camp. Hua Yingxue thought about it, weighed the pros and cons and said.