Two days and two nights of fighting, whether it is the master of the human race, or the master of the scaly horn clan, it consumes a lot, although it looks majestic, the momentum is surging, but the attack power under the hand is very weak, strictly speaking, it is like a paper tiger, it may fall at any time.

At this time, strength is no longer important, it is more of a contest of endurance and spirit.

Some of the spiritual power in the human body has been exhausted, and finally used extremely barbaric methods to fight against other races.

In the scene of the battle, a scaly master twisted off the arm of a human master, and the human master grinned, pounced, like a wild beast, and bit the opponent's neck, and his legs and the other arm that still existed tightly wrapped around the other, preventing the other party from breaking free.

In the blink of an eye, both of them were dying, their blood was dry, and their lives were in danger.

Battles like this take place in many areas.

Many people who saw the battle scene that could be projected with the teleportation beads in front of them couldn't help but shed tears, what kind of scene was this! In order for the human race not to be invaded, they tried their last bit of energy.

Although they are dead, their indomitable spirit lives on in the hearts of each of us.

Yuwen Juyuan, who was still controlling the change of the formation flag, turned pale, he also consumed a lot, and suddenly, he stopped controlling the formation flag.

At this time, the array flag could no longer control everyone, everyone seemed to be crazy, they didn't obey the command at all, and when they saw a scaly horn master, they pounced on it, and the scaly horn army was the same, there was no formation at all.

The battle between the Terrans and the Scaly Clans looks like ordinary people are fighting.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan stop, Lian Huasheng asked puzzled.

"It's out of control, everyone is caught up in a killing instinct, and this battle is too draining. Yuwen Juyuan smiled bitterly.

"Is there any way?" asked Lian Huasheng, and at the same time handed a small cyan porcelain bottle to Yuwen Zhouyuan, without thinking about it, it must be the spiritual liquid of the recovered spiritual power, and the other masters also looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and the eyes were all inquiring.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was not polite, took the small porcelain bottle, and poured all the spiritual liquid inside into his mouth, and his face returned to a trace of redness.

"Retreat! Yuwen Juyuan said.

"Retreat?" all the masters showed a trace of doubt, now that the battle has reached this point, can they still retreat?

"Well, it's a retreat, but we can't take the initiative to retreat, at this time, whoever retreats earlier, the bigger the blow will be, and it will definitely be bad for the next battle. Yuwen Juyuan said.

"How can you let the Scaly Horn Clan retreat first?" asked Lian Huasheng.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with light, and he said: "There must be a lot of people who participated in the battle gathered on this side of the coast! ”

"Okay, I'll tell you right away, how many people are needed? Lian Huasheng asked.

"More than 100,000 people are enough, we are just acting as a deterrent, if you want to really rely on them to fight, I'm afraid you need to train well for a while, otherwise, the masters of the Scaly Horn Clan who are hidden in the shadows will be able to sweep everyone away. Yuwen Juyuan thought for a while and said.

"I'm ready as soon as I can. Lian Huasheng said a word, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

At this time, both the scaly and human masters watched the changes in the battle, and the faces of the masters on both sides were not very good-looking.

No one thought that a battle would be fought to such an extent, and the word tragic is simply not enough to describe it.

"My lord, the energy in the human body of our scaly-horned clan is almost exhausted, or we should retreat! A master of the Scaly Horn Clan couldn't help but say when he saw this miserable scene.

"They can't retreat, they die in battle, and it's their glory to be able to die in battle. The half-step True Saint Peak master of the Scaly Horn Clan said with a cold expression, his eyes were full of ruthless light, as if these beings were artemisia grass in his eyes, worthless.

After the half-step True Saint Peak master of the Scaly Horn Clan finished saying this, the muscles on the faces of the others twitched, and he was worthy of being the core of the team, he was the calmest at all times, and was not affected by foreign objects.

Of course, these high-level leaders of the Scaly Horn Clan will not be affected by external objects, they look like they are high all day long, and they regard the soldiers of the Scaly Horn Clan as the sharpest weapons in their hands, and if they are defeated, they will say that they are rice buckets, they have no ability at all, and if they win, they will bring illusory fame and fortune, and finally, they will become a good weapon among weapons, and the final result of weapons will be destruction.

If they were the bosses now, they could only nod their heads and agree, not daring to show any opinions.

After half a pillar of incense time, both the Terran masters and the scaly horn masters became more and more tired, and their arms were weak and weak, and many people fell directly into the vast sea and scuffled in the sea.

The war has reached such a point, and it is indescribably miserable, and the pain in the hearts of people around them is like a knife cut.

"It's coming. A voice sounded in Yuwen Zhouyuan's ears, it was Lian Huasheng's voice, and his voice was full of excitement.

Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his head and looked, his divine consciousness and mental power expanded, and sure enough, a team came violently, the terrifying aura rolled, and the surrounding fog spread, and he couldn't see the situation inside.

From that momentum, you can first suppress people.

The half-step True Saint peak master of the Scaly Horn Clan, who was coldly watching the battle between the Terran master and the Scaly Horn Clan's master, suddenly had a normal and ugly face, and two black rays of light pierced the sky in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that this human race would hide so many masters, could it be that the soul blood clan retreated?" the man muttered to himself.

At this time, the half-step True Saint peak master was hesitating in his heart, whether to retreat or not, once he retreated, his morale would be low, and it would definitely affect the next battle.

"Battle...... Kill the enemy......" At this moment, a rumbling sound roared from a distance, like an awakened brute beast roaring.

The terrifying momentum surged, and from that majesty, everyone could feel that it was a terrible team.

The hearts of the people of the Scaly Horn Clan sank into a trough, if at this time, the Terrans could still come up with a team, their Scaly Horn Clan lost the battle again this time, even if they let the soldiers who invaded the Scaly Horn Clan return at this time, it would be too late.

The shouting of killing seemed to wake everyone up who had fallen into a state of instinctive killing, and everyone's body trembled and their consciousness returned, and then they realized their current state.

"Brothers, seniors, our reinforcements are coming, hold on, kill the aliens. Yuwen Juyuan, who clearly saw everyone's movements, took this opportunity to shout.

Feeling the surging momentum in the distance, and hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's voice, the blood in everyone's bodies was flowing again, as if they had taken a pill, and they were alive and vigorous, rushing towards the Scaly Horn Clan warriors.

Compared to the Terran warriors, the mood of the Scaly Horn Clan masters fell into the Nine Shadows Abyss in an instant, and they had no fighting spirit at all.

"Puff puff puff ......" black-red blood soared out, as if they were training, and the black-armored scaly clan masters died one after another.

Seeing this scene, the half-step True Saint Peak master of the Scaly Horn Clan's face was full of anger, and he waved his hand with an ugly face and said two words unwillingly: "Retreat." ”

Hearing the boss speak, a master hurriedly blew the horn.

......The low sound of the horn sounded in this heaven and earth, like crying and complaining, as if telling the tragic scene just now.

Hearing the sound of the horn, the masters of the Scaly Horn Clan began to retreat, a little in a hurry.

"Don't chase. Yuwen Zhouyuan swept his eyes and said coldly.

The military order is like a mountain, when they were training, they had already instilled this idea, and the masters of the Dragon League did not chase it, and they automatically gathered together, even if they wanted to chase it just now, they were already powerless.

The reinforcements behind them did not come, they seemed to be a fierce tiger watching from afar.

"Victory...... Victory...... We won. Seeing the retreat of the Scaly Horn Clan, the master of the Dragon Alliance roared with the last trace of strength, and many people's eyes were moist, and tears flowed from the corners of their eyes, they were excited, happy, and sad.

At this time, in this space, many divine consciousness and mental power were sweeping, all checking the number of people, Yuwen Zhouyuan was no exception, compared with those cheering Dragon Alliance masters, Yuwen Zhouyuan's mood was extremely bad, on the surface, it seemed that Xiliang had won, but in fact it was a failure.

He checked it just now, in this battle, the Scaly Horn Clan lost more than 70,000 people, and the Terran masters lost 120,000 people, what a terrible number.

The loss of the Terran is almost double that of the Scaly Horn Clan, how can he be in a good mood.

The Scaly Horn team slowly retreated, and so did the Terran side.

"What's the matter, I'll talk about it later, there is still a battle waiting for us now, you take our team back first, let them recover quickly, there are our people on the side of the hanging island you built, and they bring a large amount of spiritual fluid. At this time, a half-step True Saint master appeared in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.

This is a middle-aged man, this person, Yuwen Zhouyuan has seen, is the deputy leader of the Dragon Alliance Alliance.

"Good. Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded, and then led the entire team of Terrans towards the direction of the hanging island.

The team of the Scaly Horn Clan has retreated to five hundred miles away, and in this side of the world, those real masters of the Scaly Horn Clan have not left, they are all hidden in the depths of the void, and the same is true for the Terran side.

In a battle, how much blood was shed, how many heroes were buried, in just two days and two nights, so many masters were killed and injured, and when they heard that so many masters were injured, everyone's hearts trembled.

In the vast sea area, thousands of miles of red blood, as if turned into a boundless sea of blood, a corpse, floating on the sea, the surging smell of blood ripples around, if there is a person who has not experienced war, the horror can be spit out even after walking ten miles, or the loss of consciousness by the impact of the sky-rushing blood.