A series of hideous roars rang out from the back of the chaotic battlefield, as if they had echoed from ancient times to the present day.
Dozens of disaster beasts with terrifying auras were crossing the battlefield, most of them were big monsters, and there were even a few monster kings!
Black clouds filled the air around the nine-headed bird. As its wings flapped, one could faintly hear the howling of the wind and the groaning of wronged souls. The ground veins were shaking and the land was rolling back. It was a great demon moving underground. The strong winds stirred up an endless storm, ravaging the battlefield...
"Hahaha, that kid is mine!"
"These humans are so weak that they can't even sap their spirit. They still have to rely on us."
"Leave me a bite of flesh and blood. I want to taste his golden body refined by fire and see if it's crunchy when chewed!"
The high-quality ones among these disaster beasts are capable of wreaking havoc on a region, destroying a city or a country.
At this time, they came in a torrent, and wherever they passed, they did not distinguish between friend and foe. Any existence in their path was swept away and crushed.
The arrival of this "reinforcement" made the enemy pay a heavy price.
It's like a doomsday scene.
Even the Aoki defenders on the city wall couldn't help but look at each other and saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.
"If the first disaster beast attacked the city like this, would we have been...destroyed?"
"Young Master Li and Commander Qu, are you going to break through this encirclement?"
"I just shot an arrow, and that arrow could penetrate even bluestone, but before it hit the strong wind, it was blown away like a piece of dry grass..."
"Can we still...win?"
High-quality disaster beasts seem to have a natural deterrent effect on humans.
This is the reason and result why they have been above all living beings and worshipped as gods for many years.
Once they appear, they symbolize a great disaster.
They are the root cause of disaster and the embodiment of fear.
You should know that many of the Qingmu defenders were recruited locally, and the fear of disaster beasts is engraved in their bones.
"Young Master Li is still fighting in the battlefield, what discouraging words are you saying behind his back?!"
Wu Lang was missing several teeth, his mouth was full of blood, and he had a lisp when he spoke.
He glanced around and made some frightened soldiers lower their heads, thus preventing the spread of panic.
"There is always a way out."
"I haven't even run away yet, what are you afraid of?!"
Huang Donglai appeared on the wall, exhausted. He had just been thinking for a long time. If he were Brother Li, what would he do now?
"If you tie the Thunderbolt Fire Pill to a crossbow and shoot it out."
"Even if the crossbow arrows can't hurt the enemy, the explosion can still have some effect."
After Huang Dong finished speaking, Wu Lang's eyes lit up.
However, they searched for a long time.
Um?
What about the remaining Thunderbolt Fire Pills?
......
"Young Master Li, just keep moving forward."
Qu Sheng rode on the snow-walking white dragon, and the aura of a foreign scene began to emanate from his body.
The interior scene can form a field.
As for the external scenery, it is possible to truly release the scenery in one’s heart and influence the world.
Li Mo stared blankly, he saw Qu Sheng speaking, his wildly dancing black hair suddenly turned frosty.
"Who said that after achieving great success, one would not remember the names of the dead?"
"I remember..."
Qu Sheng remembers every comrade who died.
He was born into a poor family and joined the army at an early age. At the beginning, he was a child soldier. His job on the battlefield was to collect corpses and clean the battlefield.
This was actually a lucrative job. The stuff taken from the corpses could be secretly hidden away by the sergeant. As long as the sergeant received a tribute, he would turn a blind eye.
But it's probably just bad luck.
He picked up corpses many times and always encountered people who were still alive.
As a result, he learned the secrets of many people's dying, and his realm improved by leaps and bounds. Also, because he knew the reasons why many people died in battle, he was able to fight hard on the battlefield and barely survive.
As a result, he remembered many people's names.
Many of those names were not even on the list of casualties.
There is a sentence he has heard countless times:
"Take my share and live together."
Later, Qu Wazi became Qu Wuzhang, Qu Shizhang, Qu Battalion Commander...
He looked at God and everything came naturally.
The last gifts from his comrades have made him the great commander Aoki today.
One, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... The sound of horse hooves went from sparse to a violent storm. Without his followers, Qu Sheng once again had thousands of troops behind him.
Those dead who had long since passed away transformed into bloody fighting spirits and stood behind him again.
Soul, come back!
This is his appearance.
"Today I will die with you all, which will relieve me of the biggest regret in my life!"
"How about we go to hell together?!"
Qingmu led Qu Sheng and recruited more than 50,000 fighting spirits and soldiers.
For the contemporary god general!
A torrent of fighting spirits swept across the battlefield, and the dead followed them to take off their armor and lead the way, colliding violently with the tide of disaster beasts.
The disaster beast was ferocious, but the fighting spirits had already died. How could it be described as fearless and brave?
They even carry Thunderbolts!
When its body is about to collapse, it will pounce on the disaster beast and detonate itself!
For a moment, the momentum of those high-level disaster beasts was actually slowed down.
"Commander..."
Li Mo rode on the cloud horse.
Silently, he replaced the hammer in his hand with one that was exactly the same as the previous one, without being noticed by anyone.
Ten thousand enemies can accept weapons from a hundred directions.
What if the power of the world is added?
The power of the world today is no longer the same as it used to be. With the enhancement of his realm, it can no longer be called a world seed, but can be called a newborn small world.
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