Guo Twelve carefully distinguished, the most fierce battle at present was the central area, due to the impact of the rock dragon, the central area was already in chaos, while the two sides were only attacking each other, both were in a stalemate, and their own side did not gain much advantage. Behind both sides were large brigades of reserves, which from time to time reinforced the battlefield. The central strip has become a meat grinder, with a large number of casualties.

Guo Twelve nodded and said, "I'll go to the right." ”

Nanqiang Ancestor said: "Okay, the left side will be handed over to me......" He let out a long roar, released his altar, and rushed to the left. Only then did Guo Twelve see that the altar of Nanqiang Ancestor was indeed the fifth layer that the handsome old man had guessed.

The handsome old man said: "This guy's strength should be not bad." "It's rare for him to compliment people, and he says it's good, and that's really good.

Guo Twelve looked at the sky, it was already dark, and because of the countless runes flickering below, he could still clearly see the battle between the two sides.

The handsome old man said in a deep voice: "Boy, you just have to fly close to the ground, ten meters from the ground, and don't worry about the rest." After saying that, the talisman flickered, and the defense of the altar rose, and he shouted, "Go!"

Guo Twelve turned his head and said: "Uncle Eagle Demon, you are on my left, Nanyou, you are on the right, in a triangular formation, don't mess up, help me guard against sneak attacks!"

When Guo XII's huge altar appeared on the flanks, the professionals of the Gu Nan family let out a frantic cheer. In this era, the altar master is indeed at the pinnacle of his profession, at least in this place and in his hometown, as for other places, he has not been there, and he does not know the situation.

The altar is like a floating battleship, the most terrifying thing is the countless tentacles that extend from the side and bottom of the altar, as if it is a huge broom, as long as the altar passes by, all the professionals are pulled aside, although they will not die, but they are killed by the army of the Gu Nan family that came later, and they are immediately killed and injured.

The altar swept back and forth, chaos everywhere it passed. Guo Twelve has not used the sacrificial treasure yet, just using the ancient Xixi tentacles on the altar, he has achieved such a great result, if he uses the sacrificial treasure, even if he doesn't use the handsome old man's shot, just with the moon blade, he can kill thousands of people. But he didn't do it, because he didn't want to be an executioner, he didn't come to slaughter, he came to fish in troubled waters.

The defense on the right side was thrown into disarray by Guo Twelve, and the professionals of the Gujin family were immediately defeated.

The handsome old man said excitedly: "Go to the center!"

Guo Twelve flew all the way, countless tentacles took the opportunity to collect the scattered souls, the handsome old man was already smiling, this time the harvest was much bigger than the last time.

When Nanqiang Old Ancestor and Guo XII joined the attacking army, the entire Gujin family's army collapsed. The ancestor-level figures of the other party were not restrained by the ancestor of the family, and once they joined the battle, it would be a huge disaster.

In the raging flow of people, unless they are professionals above the Great Sage Master, they have a little ability to protect themselves, and other professionals can only go with the flow, completely depending on their personal luck. The ubiquitous virtual talisman attacks, countless talisman arrows, javelins, and all kinds of attribute attacks, if you don't pay attention to it, you will end up without knowing life and death.

Guo Twelve sat at the top of the altar, his face pale, and he no longer drove his tentacles to attack the professionals below, because the scene was too bloody. Suddenly, he saw a squad besieged, and everyone was fighting to the death. The people of that squad, he actually knew.

He immediately drove the altar to teleport over, and in an instant, Gu Xixi's tentacles pulled the seven people onto the altar. He asked, "Nanfeng, why are you here?"

Nan Feng was almost paralyzed on the ground, although he was a high-level Great Saint Master, he was exhausted just now in order to protect the six team members. After gasping for a while, he said, "Ancestor, we rushed too fast......

Guo Twelve was surprised: "Damn, Nanbao, you dare to join as a child?"

Nan Bao was only twelve years old, he was a high-level rune martial master, holding a rune knife about the same height as him in his hand, and he was the only one of the seven who was not injured.

Nan Bao smiled shyly and said, "My father said...... Join the brutal battle as early as possible to better digest the legacy. ”

The handsome old man took over the command of the control of the altar, he needed more souls, so he needed the altar to fly towards the place where there were many dead people, and Guo Twelve always failed to meet his requirements. The handsome old man was very dissatisfied with this, and took the opportunity of him talking to the team to immediately take over the control of the altar. Guo Twelve didn't care, he knew what the handsome old man wanted.

Nan Xiaotong hugged Nan Bao lovingly, and said with a smile: "Xiaobao is our lucky star." "She is a junior Great Saint Master, and she has a good strength in the team.

Guo Twelve knew in his heart that the task of this team must be to focus on protecting Nanbao, otherwise they would not all be injured, but the little guy had nothing to do, which was not entirely luck.

Nan Feng helped Nan Zhao, fed him a Fu Dan, and then bandaged the wound. He said: "I almost couldn't hold on, it was so chaotic that I didn't have time to defend at all." ”

Nan Zhao had a broken arm and a deep wound on his face, and he was the most seriously injured. The others were a little injured somewhat, and after using Fu Dan, there was basically no big problem. With the protection of the altar, their team is safe.

From time to time, Guo Twelve caught some seriously injured professionals on the altar, and as the altar drifted, more and more Gu Nan family professionals gathered on the altar, and Luo Zhan also began to help heal them. These people are all seriously injured, if Guo Twelve doesn't save them, they will definitely not survive.

As the number of people increased, it was not enough for the altar to grow again. Guo 12 said: "Let's go back first." ”

There were also a lot of seriously injured people on the altar of Eagle Demon and Nan You, which Guo Twelve's altar couldn't put down, and he threw it directly with the tentacles of Gu Xixi, and now it was also full of wounded. On the altar of the three people, there were about 800 wounded in total, and the people of the South Peak team almost became ambulance crews.

The three altars returned to the camp at a gallop and found an open space, Guo Twelve shouted, "Come on!"

Immediately, a lot of auxiliaries poured in, all of them low-level disciples. Guo Twelve lowered the wounded to the ground with the tentacles of Gu Xixi, and said, "Organize people to treat him." ”

Nan Feng said: "Ancestor, leave it to me to be in charge here." ”

Guo Twelve nodded and said, "Okay, you come to organize the manpower, and I still have to go to the battlefield." ”

Although the handsome old man was impatient, he did not lose his temper or curse, and only when Guo Twelve left the wounded in the camp did he control the altar and fly to the battlefield. At this time, the army of the Gujin family has completely collapsed, and the sky is completely dark, and now is a good time to really collect souls.

Sitting on the altar, Guo Twelve said: "Uncle Luo, I hope that the war will not fall on our hometown, sometimes I think that the continent where the North Fu Gate is located is better closed, if it is discovered by a behemoth like the Gu family, the North Fu Gate has no ability to resist." ”

Luo Zhan thought for a moment and said, "No, actually...... If it is favored by the Gu family, I am willing to join, but I am afraid that I will be favored by those sects of the intermediate continent, and it will be miserable. ”

Guo Twelve said: "Well, it also makes sense, the Gu family has a whole set of methods to use and develop the low-level continent, they don't need to rely on a bloody process to conquer, but the sects of the middle-level continent are different...... "He remembered that in his previous life, if a poor and remote land was developed by the state, the local residents could still get a little benefit, but I was afraid that if the township came to develop, the difference would be big."

The large army had already chased after the rout, and the battlefield was silent, only the runic light flickered in the distance, and the faint sound of explosions was heard. Guo Twelve's altar followed slowly behind, because there were countless dead bodies along the way, and the handsome old man controlled the spirit catcher and quickly collected souls.

Behind the altar were a large number of low-level disciples, who were responsible for collecting corpses and searching for seriously injured disciples. There are rune lights illuminating, and one end of the military camp is illuminated.

Guo Twelve's altar is very slow, because it is a handsome old man who is controlled, this guy is like a greedy vampire, collecting scattered souls little by little. The altar fluttered back and forth, countless tentacles flying in the air. Although Eagle Demon and Nan You had doubts, neither of them ignored them, and just followed Guo Twelve's altar to fly.

Gradually, they were able to see the pursuing brigade ahead, as well as countless prisoners.

The occupation who held the captives began to order the captives to carry the corpses, collect the storage bags and talismans carried by the corpses, dig large pits, and bury the bodies of the dead professionals of the Gujin family. As for the corpse of the Gu Nan family professional, it was placed aside, waiting to be carried back.

The army of the Gunan family pursued more than 100 kilometers in one night. The Gujin family's army was defeated one after another, and finally temporarily stabilized its position a hundred kilometers away, establishing a simple line of defense.

In this battle, the Gujin family fell three masters of the Void Altar, seriously injured two masters of the one-story altar, and the army suffered 270,000 casualties, of which 90,000 were killed, corpses were everywhere, and about 100,000 were captured.

The losses of the Gu Nan family were not small, in addition to the master of the fallen Void Altar, there was also a master of the two-story altar who was seriously injured, and the number of dead and wounded in the army was also quite large, a total of 150,000, of which the death reached 60,000.

Guo Twelve had already put away the altar, and he was standing in the temporary camp, where Nanqiang Ancestor and Nanqin Ancestor were there. When the statistical data was sent, Guo Twelve was also shocked, the total number of deaths on both sides was as high as 150,000, no wonder the mountains were full of corpses, the war was really cruel.

Nanqiang Old Ancestor said: "Wait for a while, the follow-up troops will come up, replace the forward team with heavy losses, and we will attack again." ”

Guo Twelve found that the army here had a strong ability to fight continuously, and before the battlefield was cleaned up, a steady stream of troops over there had already come to the front line.

Rows of tents were set up in the makeshift camp, which was a resting place for senior commanders, including Guo XII and other altar masters, all assigned to tents. Guo Twelve was not tired, but he wanted to check the gains of the night battle.

Guo Twelve greeted and turned around and came to his tent, while Luo Zhan and the Eagle Demon stayed at the door and waited. Nan You left, and his family also had a team coming over, so he had to make arrangements.

After entering the tent, Guo Twelve immediately released the altar and asked, "Handsome old man, how is it?"

The handsome old man sneakily popped out his head, only to see him smile and say, "Boy, you have made a fortune...... Hehe, this time the harvest is not small, and I got a lot of soul fragments, which can condense a lot...... Lots of soul beads. ”

Guo Twelve asked, "How many?"

The handsome old man smiled and said, "Guess!"

Guo Twelve was suddenly dizzy, he patted his head, and said, "I have nothing to guess what this is for, say it quickly, how much?"

The handsome old man said, "You guy is really boring!"