Volume 3, Chapter 59: A huge collapse.
They held their weapons high, were invincible, and marched forward without hesitation, allowing their robes to be stained with blood and their swords to bend, but the Dharma images of the heavens were never closed for a moment.
Three thousand people were chasing hundreds of thousands of people, hacking and killing them madly, just like a lion on the grassland rushing into a herd of cattle, without any scruples and unable to resist.
They shouted, raged, and roared.
"Go ahead and kill them all."
"This Immortal Saint Clan is ridiculous. They can be killed in a minute."
"Whoever crosses our long river will be punished no matter how far away he is..."
"Let us dye our battle robes red with the blood of these invaders, and bring eternal peace to our descendants..."
The fighting spirit rises to the sky, the wind never stops, the killing never stops.
At this point in the battle, the winner has been decided and the balance of war has completely tilted.
Be it the emperor or the immortal king who have lost their will to fight, they are nothing but lambs to be slaughtered and will ultimately not escape the fate of being beheaded.
The commander on the battlefield shouted like crazy.
"Don't panic, don't be afraid, defend, hold on... Come back to me."
But no matter how they shouted, no one listened to a word they said. They were still defeated, ran out of the city, jumped off the city wall, and continued to run wildly in the wilderness.
"kill."
The people who rushed forward had already gone blood-thirsty, some were running in a daze, some were killing like crazy.
"Don't chase a desperate enemy, it's enough." Ying Changle said.
Qing Feng's eyes were cold, and his tone was chilling. "Go to hell, you poor enemy, don't chase me. My brother is gone, so I have the final say. Today we will fight to the death, and no one will be spared. If you touch my sister, I will make your entire family go to the funeral."
"Yes, kill them."
Yue Mingfeng had been rushing in the front, and was already covered in wounds and blood, and the Dharma images of the heavens were even more shaky.
He held a long sword, staggered, and continued to charge.
"I can still fight, I can still fight..."
At this moment, he numbed himself with killing to ease the heartache for his little apprentice. They were the ones who turned her into that state, so they all deserved to die.
The warriors of the Immortal Saint Clan watched the enemy chase them out of the city but they were still chasing them desperately, and the battle line was getting longer and longer.
They were puzzled, "Have these emperors of the Changhe River gone crazy? They're still chasing."
"Like a stray dog, you can't get rid of it."
"Oh my god, what are they doing? Do they really want to kill us all? They are crazy..."
They were puzzled and bewildered.
Because in their subconscious, the people in that city have never chased them out of the city.
They were always on the offensive, while the opponent was always on the defensive.
But today is different. They have already run out of the battlefield, but the other party is still chasing them, as if they are determined to fight to the death.
After leaving the black city, there were only about 100,000 troops left. In just a few hours, they suffered more than 100,000 casualties, and no less than 20 powerful immortals were killed. Such casualties were unprecedented.
You know, even in the siege of the past year, only 600,000 of them died in a whole year.
At that time, the enemies facing them were still stone warriors without any emotions, and they were all stone warriors at the Immortal Venerable Realm.
But now they are facing people who are flesh and blood just like them, who will bleed if beaten, die if chopped, and who are afraid and terrified.
Most of them were at the level of Great Emperor, but the result did not change at all. They were still the ones who were slaughtered, and in an extremely tragic way.
This is war. The factors that determine the outcome of a war have never been the number of people or the strength of the army.
It's the execution and the will to fight, the determination to win, and the courage to move forward.
Obviously, Changhe’s three camps all possess these two characteristics.
As for the five immortal coalition forces, they had been fighting for a year and were already exhausted both physically and mentally. In addition, their generals had deserted the battlefield, their morale was unstable, and their fighting spirit was low, so their defeat was understandable.
Moreover, the opponent's top combat power far exceeded theirs, and the defection of the Undead Clan also caught them off guard.
The battle is still going on, with both sides charging and fighting.
Now it has evolved into hunting under the starry sky.
The three camps of Changhe began to hunt down their prey.
"All troops, listen to my command. With the three battalions as the base and squads as the units, charge forward in a fanning formation."
"The Heavenly Demon Camp obeys your orders."
"The Demon God Camp follows orders."
"The Immortal Camp follows orders."
Under Qiqi's command, the three battalions began to reorganize their battle formations and charged forward.
"Brothers of the Royal Guards, follow me and fight for the king."
The army regrouped and charged forward again, once again creating an unprecedented sense of oppression.
The armies of the five immortal saints began to use all their strength and tried their best to escape.
At the beginning, they still had an army of nearly 400,000, with a complete battle formation and commander.
But now, the commander has disappeared, and the soldiers have thrown away their armor and weapons, running away one by one, so there is no possibility of winning.
Not to mention organizing interceptions, they could only use the lives of their slower teammates to hold back the opponent.
"Hurry, run to the Sky Palace, don't stop."
They fly faster than each other and run faster than each other.
Under the entire starry sky, seven-colored rainbows are densely packed.
Zhou Heisan, holding the Ninth Generation Black Lotus and driving the giant frost dragon, has arrived in front of the Cangkong Palace, with the Star Turtle following closely behind him.
As for Xin'er, she was left behind to take care of Guanqi.
The two messengers were in a terrible state and were both seriously injured.
In the Sky Palace, the remaining legion looked at the two giant beasts in front of them and were confused at first, but when they saw the two venerables land on the ground one after another, their faces were filled with panic.
After all, even a fool could see that the two giant beasts were chasing the two venerables. It was very obvious.
"Quick, quick, open the defense formation."
"Messenger's order, activate the defensive formation."
As the shouts rang out, a bell rang in the Sky Palace, and then a large formation rose from the ground, completely enveloping the entire Sky Palace.
From the outside, it looks sparkling.
At this moment, the Frost Dragon and the Star Turtle also chased here one after another. Looking at the formation in front of them, they started to beat it without saying a word.
With each roar, the golden formation began to shake violently.
“Boom!”
The sound of explosions was constantly echoing under the sky.
But no matter how they attacked, the formation remained motionless and stood there steadily.
The two messengers finally breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still frightened as they looked at the two huge beasts.
It was really just a little bit away and they would be sent to the underworld.
Seeing that the formation before him was unbreakable, the Starry Sky Turtle said angrily, "You coward, come out if you have the guts, don't be a coward."
Facing its abuse, the envoy of the Tian clan holding the broken sword showed a cold look in his eyes.
"This formation is unbreakable unless you are immortal. You can't get in. Go back now."
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