The mist that rose in an instant, it seemed to be thin, like the mist in the ordinary valley, it was clear and misty, infected by the diffuse blood mist, and immediately had a sense of confusion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The human cultivation array of the previous road roared by, and the wind then swept away, but it could not be destroyed, but it still rose, only in the back section of this peak facing the torrent of human figures, and suddenly spread to the bottom of the valley, and the misty qi surrounded the mountain.

If it is on weekdays, such a rise is naturally surprising, but at this time, it is thousands of troops and horses, which is the battle spirit of Chongxiao!

The second demon cultivator's torrent forward rushed in. In an instant, he disappeared.

Like a rushing and pouring wave, it touches this fog and disappears instantly. It's so weird!

Xu Zhen, who was at the top of the peak, stood on his own, swept the current situation, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and changed color. I saw people rushing in, but not a single one came out!

"Withdraw the troops on all fronts!"

"Retreat!"

"Retreat, close the formation!"

More than a dozen Jindan foundation building monks were mixed, and they didn't even look at each other, but they used enough mana, and opened their mouths to shout at the stream below the mountain.

Like a thunderstorm on a sunny day, it shook the valley.

In the midst of the rush, there was no magic weapon resonance, the shock of mana bombardment, this urgent shout, although the crowd was different, was finally not drowned.

The blood-soaked demon cultivation array was awakened from the mania of Fang Cai by this shout, and he didn't figure out what the situation was, and he didn't even know where the cheers came from.

After being strangled for more than half a day, no matter how clear it is, it can be clear in an instant. There are still many who have not woken up from the excitement, and they stepped forward, and were dragged by the demon cultivator on their side before they stopped.

It was still a surging momentum that had just been leaked for thousands of miles, and when it reached the bottom, it stopped.

A gust of wind danced, and at this time, it struck from behind the formation, "boom!" and rolled towards the fog in front of the formation. The fog boiled, churning, and suddenly stirring like a turbulent current. Miles of fog, silent churning, terrifying.

On both sides of the fog surge, there were two formations of people and horses who were still fighting fiercely, more than 10,000 people, and now, there were still six or seven thousand left, each according to the bottom of the peak, looking at each other through the fog.

The fog in the middle was changing color! Under the eyes of everyone, the faint scarlet infected by the blood mist gradually turned into a piece of red! The green hills on both sides were opposite, and thousands of people and horses looked at each other, and in the middle, a tumbling river of blood......

Xu Zhen looked at the few principals beside him, and then looked at the bottom of the mountain, and suddenly felt pain in his heart, and he was so shocked that he couldn't breathe.

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In the mist, the demon cultivator who rushed in instantly lost his direction.

There was nothing left, the front, the back, the left and the right were empty. The six mountains in front of them, those who fled were cultivating, the companions who were running together on their sides, the wind whistling in their ears, and the noise behind them...... It's all gone.

Trapped! There was nothing but confusion left around them. Bursts of exclamation, shouting, shouting, and scolding were all devoured, all in vain. Ignore each other, no matter the outside world.

Suddenly, a sword light struck behind him, still frightened, caught off guard, and was suddenly hit. I turned around in pain, but I didn't see anyone. It's still a fog.

Another sword stabbed out of thin air......

One corpse after another fell, and in fear, rage, and helplessness, it became a mountain of corpses......

Charge, destroy, rise, burn, dig the ground...... It's all useless. Only the Sen Ran magic weapon that would suddenly appear at some point and place, and no one was seen.

It's a harvest, a pure harvest!

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The people and horses on the green hills on both sides were silent.

From the initial distant scolding, it turned into a cold look. At this time, I will go left and right to find my familiar companions and friends, how many more?

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Xu Zhen beckoned to several principals beside him and bowed his head to discuss the matter.

At present, I am not proficient in the killing array, and I have no solution. You have to return to Mengshan immediately and invite a master of the formation to help. This group of forwards who fell into the formation can only watch them die out alive and now. Right now, the fog has turned into a rushing river of blood, but I'm afraid that there is not much left, and it is only a matter of time before it is slaughtered.

The momentum is gone, and there is this killing array of blood river blocked, a shock, and then a detour, it is meaningless. This battle is over.

"Let's spread the word back to the battle, if it continues to be consumed like this, I am afraid that other unimaginable chaos will be born. ”

Xu Zhen turned around, looked at the bottom of the peak, paused, and shouted, "After receiving the news from Mengshan, the rear team will arrive in a few days, and the formation masters are already on the way." Mengshan Hall has something to say, suspend the battle, and retreat to the five peaks. Wait for everyone to be together, and then pick six mountains!"

A river of blood frightened all the people present, and the silence was chilling, and this shout spread far and wide.

The demon cultivator in the valley gradually started to make noise again. When I raised my eyes and looked at the river of blood in front of me, I still couldn't see anything strange about it, and I could only see red. Withdraw, withdraw.

Thousands of demon cultivators slowly retreated to the peak behind them. Along the way, the magic weapon that should have been abandoned in the battle was cleaned up, and there were some remnants of demon cultivation on the ground, whether they knew it or not, they had their own hands to save it, and those who had not lost their breath were made up again.

The battle array of black pressure filtered the battlefield again. From time to time, there were a few wails, which resounded in this valley and rending the heart.

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The river of blood in the valley is still rolling. On this side of the Blood River, thousands of cultivators stood in front of the formation, staring straight at the demon cultivators retreating. Seeing that the magic weapons all over the ground were lost, there was nothing to do, and the occasional wail caused everyone to look sideways, unable to bear to hear or hear, and their hearts were like knives.

At this moment, I heard movement on the six mountains behind me. Turning his head, he saw a large group of disciples coming out and coming towards the array under the mountain, but they came to help.

The disciples of each sect in the array, without passing on the words, each took out the prepared pills and distributed them one by one, and from then on, all of them turned their attention away from the river of blood in front of them and found a place to meditate.

Those who serve Dan, those who are entangled, are in a daze, silently burst into tears, and shout and curse angrily...... Everything in the field.

Roughly. Of the 5,000 monks before the start of the war, only about 3,000 remained. Of these 3,000 people, there were no seriously injured people, and those who were seriously injured and could not return to the battle, and the green mountains left on the other side of the blood river were all slaughtered by the retreating demon cultivators!

The wind passed through the mountains, and there was no previous mania, only chaos. Only in the wind, the bloody smell rushes straight forward, still showing that this battle of strangulation is terrifying from ancient to modern...... However, this is only the beginning.

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The demon cultivators on the north side, the first battle of the more than 8,000 monks, go back a little roughly, only 5,000 left, there are still hundreds of them are retreating and rescued, the injury is serious and difficult to get up, it is difficult to heal for a while, and they are scattered for treatment.

The three thousand demon cultivators who died, but there were nearly a thousand, were the strikers of the battle formation who rushed down the mountain, and they fell into the killing array, and in front of everyone's eyes, there was not even a sound, just like that, it turned into a river of blood.

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It was not until the sun set in the west that the valley darkened, and at the bottom of the valley, the river of blood disappeared by itself. The formation was closed, and hundreds of tired figures covered in blood rose from the bottom of the valley and swept towards the mountain.

Behind him, there was a place full of corpses. On the ground, dark red blood flowed silently down. That's a real river of blood!(To be continued.) )