"Many great supernatural beings are in the forefront, and in this way, the divine sword in the hands of King Pozhi Shura is greatly weakened, and it is extremely good. The usher stroked his palms and sighed lightly.

Emperor Jun also smiled and said: "What King Ruoxi said is right, when the army withdraws, we can still cut off the army and prevent the enemy from chasing it." ”

Yuan Shi Daoren also nodded, "That's very good." ”

"In that case, if you all agree, then we will inform the King of the East and get ready. The King of the West looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said solemnly: "Fellow Daoist of Zhen Yuanzi, I want to trouble you to go to the side of the King of the East and inform me." ”

Zhen Yuanzi thought for a while, but still responded: "But!"

The King of the West bowed slightly, and then his eyes suddenly became very confident, full of fighting spirit: "Fellow Daoists, come with me, go to meet the Pozhi Shura King for a while, and see how beneficial the divine sword in his hand is!"

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Although the King of the West wants to say that he wants to let all the great supernatural powers go directly to the front line, it is not completely the case in practice.

Under the dispatch of Lu Wushen in the rear, a total of nearly a thousand Yasheng One Chongtian Divine remained, scattered throughout the battlefield and presided over the overall situation.

The rest of the nearly 80,000 Yasheng powerhouses, under the leadership of the East King and the West King, came towards the front line in a mighty manner.

Nearly 80,000 sacred, gathered together, that majesty, is simply a change of color.

Such a conspicuous movement, the gods did not hide it, the demon cultivator on the opposite side naturally saw it at a glance, and at the moment, the soul was in a hurry, and he did not dare to move, so he hurriedly had a demon cultivator at the sub-saint level to transmit the news to the rear as quickly as possible.

Not to mention how the great supernatural powers in the demon cultivation over there responded, on this side, Yaoqiong and Ni Junming came together, and behind them, 80,000 Yasheng moved together, and all kinds of visions were constantly changing, which was shocking.

"King Dong, such a scene, can it be described as spectacular?" Yaoqiong looked down at the scene below, her eyes were deep, and she couldn't see her expression.

Ni Junming is dressed in a moire brocade costume and wears a high crown, this young Taoist has an unusually soft facial line, but he does not lose his majesty and is very charming.

He also looked down at this time, silent.

The place where they were at this time was thousands of feet above the battlefield space, and looking down from here, the monks of the two warring sides kept gathering together, and then fell like rain.

When the monks of the two sides were very close, all kinds of terrifying divine lights shot out of each other, forming a brilliant and magnificent wave of divine light, and then extinguished in an instant, and the monks who played these attacking spells could not resist the magical power of tens of millions of monks together, and almost formed a situation of ending up together.

Even if one side has a slight advantage, it has very few survivors.

Then you can see that where the two sides converge, the infinite number of monks is falling down like a tide.

Looking at such a scene, Yaoqiong couldn't help but think of the scene when she practiced kendo by herself before.

At that time, she once slashed out with a sword, and cut a huge ravine in the middle of an ocean, which was about 10 million zhang long, hundreds of miles wide, and a million zhang deep.

At this time, the sea water from both sides of the ravine poured down into the ravine.

Yaoqiong felt that the current scene was very similar to that time.

The only difference is that at that time, it was sea water that poured down, and here it was an endless stream of dead monks.

After the two seas of monks converged, they poured into the true abyss of death, falling into the sea of death where countless corpses piled up on the earth.

This ravine stretches for tens of billions of miles, and every moment, there are monks falling into it.

"Many of our fellow desolaters already have a war-weary heart. The East King finally slowly spat out a sentence.

"There are no tactics, no battle formations, just death collisions without any fancy. ”

Yaoqiong's face was cold, "This is not a battlefield. ”

Her eyes were gloomy, and the terrifying ravine below was reflected in her eyes, and she could see countless dense monk bodies, pouring like a tide.

"This is a meat grinder!"

Many of the great supernatural beings present were silent, and Yaoqiong didn't say anything.

This situation is the result of the strategic purpose of this campaign, and no one else is to blame.

After all, the strategic goal of this time is for the two sides to engage in a contact battle, and by the way, in the process, to clarify the strength of both sides, conduct a general assessment, and if possible, investigate the potential evil cultivators that may exist inside.

Therefore, it is almost impossible for the great supernatural beings to end.

The great supernatural beings stood on the shore and watched the battle, and what tactics, strategies, and battle formations below were all jokes.

What kind of strategy can be meaningful?

Or if there is a disadvantage in an important link on the battlefield, it is not possible for a certain supernatural person to be able to reverse the situation with a chess piece in his hand.

In a word, the great supernatural powers are too idle, which leads to the cultivators below being like ants, and their tactics and strategies will become meaningless once the great supernatural powers intervene.

In fact, for these cultivators, it is best to start an all-out war and open up the battlefield where the great supernatural powers are fighting, without these bigwigs overlooking them from above, they can really earn their own lives.

It's not like it is now, it's just an ant in the eyes of the bigwigs watching on the battlefield.

However, the strategic goal of this campaign was only contact warfare, and it did not reach the point of full-scale war, so the cultivators at the bottom were destined to become only part of the meat grinder.

While a group of great supernatural beings were thinking about other things, on the side of the demon cultivators, a group of top supernatural powers, with nearly 60,000 sub-saint-level demon cultivators, quickly approached the front line of the battlefield.

As soon as Yaoqiong looked up, she saw the other party's camp, the Pozhi Shura King in the middle position, and in his hand, a long sword was inserted into a strange scabbard.

King Pozhi Shura also saw Yaoqiong from a long distance, at this moment, he also had a solemn face, before he arrived at the battlefield, he knew that there was a leading figure in the battlefield ahead, and he was actually suspected to be the monk who had fallen under his divine sword.

But he didn't care at that time, thinking that it was just someone impersonating to maintain the morale of the army.

Therefore, when he finished conceiving the divine sword, he did not hesitate to come with the sword, just about to show his divine power and promote the prestige of the Shura King.

It's just that I didn't expect that before I could rest well, I learned that almost all of the other party's great supernatural powers were dispatched in a group, and maybe they might be directly crushed at any time.

In the face of nearly 80,000 great supernatural powers, even if he was holding a divine sword, he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly gathered all his manpower, gathered together, and rushed to the front line.

What he didn't expect was that the leading figure on the other side was really the existence that was suspected of falling under the Excalibur.

At this moment, a feeling of disbelief surged in the heart of King Pozhi Shura.

Even if he held the already conceived divine sword in his hand, and the mana left by the Rahu Demon Ancestor on it had all recovered, he didn't have the confidence to cut out this sword.

Because he had already discovered that the other party's cultivation seemed to be much stronger than it was more than two million years ago.

Seeing that the King of Pozhi Shura was coming with a divine sword, Yaoqiong did not dare to be careless, and casually summoned the Kunlun Mirror returned by the Heavenly Daoist, hanging above, there is this semi-innate treasure in the realm of time and space, which can reverse the space at a critical moment, delay the timing, and effectively avoid the other party's surprise, and use the power of the divine sword to suddenly attack and kill other gods.