It's like a flood bursting its banks, and if there is a gap, it only takes a moment for the flood to blow the dam away.

At this moment, there was such a scene in the defense of the sideline, because an elder was injured, and it suddenly became that small gap, although it has not been flooded yet, but it is obvious that it is a matter of time or time.

"Kill!"

The military order was passed down in the camp of the barbarian alien race, and while it was now, it went all out, and most of the barbarian alien race was dispatched, leaving only a team of less than 100 people, staying at the very end.

The Terran monks in the city roared and jumped off the walls, these were the enemies they should face, not the chariots, otherwise they would have suffered heavy casualties.

With a force of 40,000 men to meet the wrath of 80,000 men, instead of fearing, they rushed to kill even more fiercely.

"Fight to the end, never retreat!"

They roared, for the city behind them was the only line of defense, and after that was their homeland, which was sacred and could not be trampled on, even if it cost them their lives to protect it.

Blood splattered!

I don't know whose arm flew out, and the blood instantly stained the eyes of his companions, and now I'm afraid there is nothing to do except kill.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion on the battlefield, and for a short moment of silence, it was actually a sect elder who chose to blow himself up, he was seriously injured, and in desperation, he chose to die with the enemy.

The more advanced the cultivator, the greater the energy generated by the self-explosion, and the elder's self-explosion blew up the area in front of him into a clearing, and those chariots that were constantly impacting, and the emotionless Deadpool all turned into ashes and disappeared with him.

Defend to the death, he did it, but that doesn't change anything, war is cruel, and people lose their lives every second.

"Twelve Battle Immortal Diagrams, please!"

Wang Tianyun roared, his eyes were about to split, but he couldn't pull out, and ordered others to sacrifice magic weapons.

Someone on the city wall answered, and then touched a scroll of paintings, and the old man holding the scroll sighed secretly, although these twelve battle immortal diagrams are magic weapons, they don't dare to use them easily, because they have to pay a certain price.

But at this time, the situation is urgent, and I am afraid that if it is not used, the sideline will be dangerous.

"Array!"

The old man shouted, and twelve men appeared behind him, standing in different directions, their hands quickly pinching the seal, and finally pointing at the scroll.

"Whoa!"

The scroll floated up on its own, and with a shake in midair, the scroll unfolded, and there were twelve golden-armored war immortals inside.

With a flash of light, these war immortals seemed to be given life, flew out of the scroll, and landed on the city wall.

"Phew!"

With a broken drink, the twelve war immortals flew straight out of the crowd, and the chariot that was constantly impacting was very solid in the eyes of others, but in front of these war immortals, it was penetrated in a blink of an eye.

They were full of light, but in a matter of moments, more than half of the 10,000 chariots were destroyed.

This was an indescribable power, far surpassing those sect elders.

But the stronger the magic weapon, the greater the price to pay, and finally the twelve people standing on the city wall couldn't support it.

Without warning, one of them disappeared, and it was only a short moment for such a terrible thing to happen.

These twelve people knew from the beginning what their fate would be, and it was through their own lives as a hub, connecting the aura of heaven and earth with the battle immortal map.

Now that their bodies are overloaded, something will naturally be wrong, but the twelve of them will not retreat, since God has given them the qualifications to go into battle to kill the enemy, how can they give up.

One person died, and the remaining eleven war immortals roared, and the speed was even faster, and they grabbed the chariot beside him, and squeezed it hard, and the chariot turned into powder.

Because of the addition of these twelve battle immortals, the pressure on the elders was suddenly eased, and there was no longer even a need for them to continue to guard this place to prevent them from being washed away by chariots.

The elders set their sights on the battlefield farther away, where the fighting was fiercest, the Terran monks and the barbarian aliens.

This is a battle between two races, and there is no possibility of mediation, only victory and defeat.

The winner will take everything from the loser, including life, including his family.

With the addition of these elders, the battlefield has changed, after all, their cultivation is much higher, and the disciples feel relieved for a moment.

But the barbarian alien race is not without strong people, but they have been staying in the rear just now.

Now nearly a hundred people have also moved, and the numerical advantage is enough to win the war, unless a miracle happens.

These nearly a hundred people are the masters of the barbarian races, and their cultivation realm is similar to that of the elders of the various sects, and they all join the battlefield at this time.

"The might of the human race is inviolable!"

Someone yelled, and then chose to blow himself up, his body was covered with wounds, and he no longer had the ability to continue fighting.

With this angry roar, as if it had ignited in an instant*, it was a series of explosions.

If you want to kill me, you can, but you have to bear the consequences!

It is true that the Terran monks do not have any advantage in numbers, but they are not afraid, they know that everyone's sacrifice is worthwhile.

Shen Xingsoul was stunned in the crowd at this time, even if the battle raged, he was still stunned.

His heart was very sour, but there was also a fire of anger burning, this is war, which has always been extremely cruel.

Unconsciously, the corners of Shen Xingsoul's eyes were wet, and the heroic righteousness of those people made him feel as if he had been pulled by something in his heart.

When the blade is broken, they use their fists and feet, and their fists and feet are broken, and they still have teeth, and if they also fall out, then they choose to blow themselves up, this is the thought in the heart of every Terran monk.

Wang Tianyun was like a wounded beast, he looked at the battle below, as the Terran monks continued to blow themselves up, he felt that his heart was dripping blood, but the opponent in front of him he couldn't defeat in a short time, because that person had the same root as him.

Finally, when the time of a quarter of an hour came, another Wang Tianyun sneered and disappeared into the void, and Wang Tianyun, who had escaped, roared loudly and went straight to the most central area of the battlefield to kill.

"Boom!"

With an angry palm, he actually wiped out nearly 10,000 barbarian alien races, and this blow made everyone stop moving.

"Whew!"

There was a horn sounding, which meant that the barbarians chose to retreat temporarily, because the effect of the Nine-Prism Reflecting Heaven Mirror had disappeared, and they had no one to fight Wang Tianyun as an enemy, so they chose to retreat.

As if the tide had dispersed, the army began to retreat, and Shen Xingsoul stood there and hesitated for a moment.

What should I do, is it refundable or not?

This is a difficult thing to choose, if he withdraws, then he can live in the wilderness with a different identity, as long as he is not discovered and can get a lot of information, he is equivalent to an undercover agent who is arranged in the wilderness, and this undercover agent is only known to him.

But once discovered, then with his cultivation, I am afraid that there is only a dead end.

Secretly gritting his teeth, Shen Xingsoul chose to retreat, even if he was only one step away from that city now, as long as he was willing, he could go back in an instant.

But he didn't, looking at the human race with heavy losses, his heart was full of grief, since these people could sacrifice themselves for the race, then why couldn't he Shen Xingsoul.

Maybe his home is not here, but Wang Tianyun is his family, and those familiar faces, all living behind the sideline, so Shen Xingsoul chose to return to the wilderness and live as a Deadpool.

Looking at the city wall that was getting farther and farther away, Shen Xingsoul didn't know if there was a chance to get close to this place again, but he didn't regret it.

Ming Jin withdrew his troops, Wang Tianyun's strength could not be reversed by relying on numbers, and in the absence of a top master, they were unwilling to choose to meet Wang Tianyun.

Although Shen Xingsoul is the identity of Deadpool, the Deadpools refined by the High Priest are very special, they have their own consciousness, these Deadpools are no different from ordinary monks, but they are absolutely obedient to the orders of the High Priest.

With their own consciousness, that is to say, these Deadpools can practice, this is the most terrifying, as long as there is time, this will grow into a terrible team.

Shen Xingsoul looked at Deadpool beside him, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, they were originally Terrans, but now they actually came to kill Terrans, which made people feel a chill.

In the dead of night, Shen Xingsoul thought carefully about the way forward, now that he was Deadpool, it was difficult to do things with such an identity, so he needed to design to kill himself pretending to kill him, and then reappear in another identity.

In a flash of inspiration, Shen Xingsoul thought of an idea, he first trapped all the Deadpools in the same military tent with supernatural powers, and then conjured up a clone, while he himself changed into something else.

After that, a fire was ignited, igniting the entire military tent, along with all the nearby, and in the blink of an eye, this place had become a sea of fire, and Shen Xingsoul took advantage of the night to disappear into the distance.

The barracks suddenly panicked, some people shouted to hurry up and put out the fire, and in just a few moments, some people began to use their magical powers to extinguish the fire.

But Shen Xingsoul had already thought of this, so his fire was not an ordinary fire, and it was difficult to extinguish it for a while.

Seeing the flames soaring into the sky, finally a person with advanced cultivation made a move, his eyes flashed, and those flames seemed to be absorbed by his eyes at once.

"Let's go see how the High Priest's Deadpool is doing!"

Everyone rushed forward, but Shen Xingsoul had already designed it, the flames were extinguished, everyone was burned to death, and he disappeared from the eyes of the wild people.

After escaping, Shen Xingsoul galloped all the way, taking advantage of the night, he needed to quickly find a reasonable identity.

This identity is very important, it can't be too noble, otherwise it will be easy to be recognized, and it can't be too lowly, otherwise he won't be able to touch the core content.

Thinking about it, Shen Xingsoul felt that if it was the young clan master of one race, it would probably be the most suitable.