Tao Feifei struggled to stand up, but there was a sharp sting from Shenhai, and she couldn't help but groan in pain and fainted.
Without the command of the general, the anti-demon alliance suddenly seemed to have lost its eyes and ears. However, fortunately, the anti-demon alliance was a team that had experienced hundreds of battles. Although there was no command of the general, the formation was not in chaos and they stubbornly resisted the enemy. Waves of attacks followed, but it was no longer possible to use the Nine Gate Formation to encircle and kill the enemy, because without the command of the general to coordinate, it was impossible for tens of thousands of people to act in unison.
When Hu Die saw that the nine-door pocket array that was originally as dense as an iron barrel had become loose, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and sneered: "Ding Qing, you will definitely be defeated today!"
As the coach, Ding Qing not only takes into account the overall situation, but is also responsible for commanding the left army. She controls the first five gates of the nine-door pocket formation, and Tao Feifei is responsible for the last four gates. Ding Qing noticed as soon as Tao Feifei fell. She couldn't help but feel anxious, but her own mental energy consumption was not low, and it was impossible to help Tao Feifei. Wen Yue Canghai was a golden warrior. His attacks were like a continuous strong wind, and they were watertight. Ding Qing was tired of dealing with them and could not use his hands at all.
Seeing that the rear four gates were about to be completely in chaos, Ding Qing suddenly felt a spirit spreading on the battlefield. When his consciousness swept over, he was surprised to find that Tao Feifei, who had fainted, stood up again, powerful and precise. She was waving the general's flag, and could feel her mental state rising.
"Suddenly broken!" Ding Qing was surprised and happy. Tao Feifei broke through at this critical moment, and her mental power had risen to the level of a bronze warrior.
Tao Feifei's face was as red as a March peach blossom, and her eyes were full of energy. She felt that everything on the battlefield was clearly reflected in her mind, and the scope was nearly ten times larger. Her brain was analyzing and calculating rapidly. , the feeling was like a wild horse running wild without a rein, and she even felt the movement of blood rolling on the grass.
"Is this the realm of a bronze warrior?" Tao Feifei was extremely happy, but she didn't expect to break through when the Divine Sea was on the verge of collapse.
With Tao Feifei's command, the nine-door pocket formation that had begun to scatter became tight again!
Hu Die couldn't help being surprised and angry. The opponent's general was promoted at this time. What a blessing!
Hu Die used her clairvoyance to observe Fei Tao, and realized that she was wearing armor and a helmet. She couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and said to herself: "Good luck to you, you are not wearing that peach blossom hairpin!"
The battle lasted from noon to dusk, with both sides suffering heavy casualties. All the restrictions in Ding Qing's camp had been destroyed. Corpses piled up like mountains in the vast wilderness, and blood formed large and small stains in the low-lying areas. Lake, the strong smell of blood in the air can be smelled hundreds of miles away.
Ding Qing's side suffered nearly 100,000 casualties, while Wenyue Canghai's side suffered even more 150,000 casualties. The brutality of this battle was also spread tens of thousands of years later. The famous Sivori Plains Battle I'm talking about today.
The blood-red sunset shines, the sunset is like blood, the blood is like the sunset...
At this moment, Wu Lun, either Ding Qing's side or Wen Yue Canghai's side, were exhausted. Most of them had no spiritual energy, and they just instinctively waved their magic weapons to attack. There was no more chaos with spells and magic weapons flying all over the sky. It's like being shown in slow motion.
After the brutal fighting, the initial madness and murderous intent dissipated with the consumption of spiritual power. This was a rush of strength, then weakened, and finally exhausted!
The men and horses on both sides began to shrink subconsciously. Wen Yue Canghai looked gloomy. He did not expect that it took almost a day to capture Ding Qing's camp. He knew that time was running out. Once Zhang Yan heard the news, he would come in person. , he could not command his troops, so he had to capture Ding Qing's camp before Zhang Yan arrived.
"Everyone listens to the order. Ding Qing went against the rules and betrayed the guild in an attempt to rebel. The new president Ding Lei ordered that Ding Qing be killed without mercy. Whoever kills Ding Qing can enter the Elders' Pavilion as an exception. If he is already an outer cabinet elder, he will be promoted to the cabinet elder. Also, Give me a spiritual mine!" Wen Yue Canghai shouted loudly.
As soon as these words came out, many people immediately became jealous. Entering the Elder's Pavilion is a symbol of power and status, and there is also a spiritual mine. Even the smallest spiritual mine, you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life. Everyone who was already slacking off Suddenly, like a shot of chicken blood, he rushed towards Ding Qing's camp crazily.
At this moment, a ray of sword light came from afar, like a stream of fire, and with the sound of rumbling thunder, it struck the troop ship in Wenyue Canghai like a gun.
Chi! The extremely sharp and tyrannical sword intent instantly cut the soldier-carrying block into two pieces. The floating magic circle that was originally shining was immediately extinguished. The two hulls, which were dozens of feet long, slowly split apart, and then crashed onto the wasteland with a rumble. , making an earth-shattering sound. Wen Yue Canghai and Hu Die flew out of the troop transport ship with hundreds of followers and looked back in shock.
I saw a long sword hanging in the sky, and the sword exuded an extremely powerful aura. Someone actually cut the troop transport ship in half with a sword from a hundred miles away.
Wen Yue Cang Yue looked extremely ugly and blurted out: "It's Chu Jun!"
Wen Yue Cang Yue's son died in Chu Jun's hands, so she hated him deeply and thought about revenge every moment. Naturally, she was very familiar with the magic weapon used by Chu Jun, and she recognized the sixth-grade medium at a glance. The Tai'a sword of the first grade.
Hu Die's expression changed. She didn't believe that Chu Jun had the ability to resolve the golden poison that corrodes the veins. However, the Tai'a Sword was right in front of her, and he could sever a troop transport ship in half with one strike from a hundred miles away. This man's cultivation level would definitely not be low. In the concentration stage, because only the soul that separates from the body and wields a sword can have this kind of power.
At this time, a group of people appeared on the horizon in the distance. It looked like there were more than a thousand people. The first few people in the group were rushing towards this direction at lightning speed. The person in front of them had a flowing green shirt and was as straight as a pine tree.
When Wen Yue Canghai saw this person in his Qianli Eyes, his eyes suddenly burst into tears, and he said with hatred: "It is indeed him!"
With deep hatred in Hu Die's eyes, she said coldly: "Evil thief, you've come at a good time!" With that, he waved his command flag and mobilized 50,000 people to kill in the direction of Chu Jun.
Wen Yue Canghai's expression suddenly changed, because he saw Ding Lei and Fei Ye waiting for several elders behind Chu Jun, but they did not see Zhang Yan. He immediately understood what was going on, and his face turned pale. It turned out that Chu Jun The evil thief actually defused the golden poison that corroded the veins, and even ran to Junshan Mountain to rescue Ding Lei. Judging from the situation, Zhang Yan was even in danger.
Wen Yue Canghai immediately waved his flag and mobilized fifty thousand people to kill in Chu Jun's direction. Wen Yue Canghai gave the order and immediately took Hu Die's hand and shouted: "Die'er, we have to retreat quickly!"
Hu Die's eyes were full of hatred and he said coldly: "No, I want to kill Chu Jun, the thief. I will never leave until I can avenge Bin'er!"
"Die'er, revenge must be avenged, but now we have to leave immediately, otherwise it will be too late!" Wen Yue Canghai said in a deep voice.
Hu Die gradually calmed down after hearing this. She also understood that those people under her command were from the Immortal Cultivator Guild. The reason why they listened to her husband and her husband was entirely because of Zhang Yan and Zhang Yan borrowed Ding Lei's name. If Zhang Yan had been killed, Coupled with Ding Lei's personal appearance, those under his command will never listen to his wife's orders. Now they have to leave before everyone can turn their guns, otherwise it will be too late.
Hu Die reluctantly looked at the man in green shirt rushing towards him from a distance, and said bitterly: "This time, you are lucky, let's go!"
Wen Yue Canghai and Hu Die took advantage of the chaos and quietly escaped with nearly a hundred of their followers. Over there, nearly a hundred thousand people didn't know that their coach had escaped, and they were killing Chu Jun with murderous intent.
Chu Jun's face darkened, and with a squeeze of his magic technique, a blazing sun suddenly appeared in the sky. The terrifying light dazzled those who were rushing forward, and they couldn't help but slow down.
The terrible heat radiated by the scorching sun made many people flinch!
"Sect Master Chu, please show mercy!" Fei Yexian shouted anxiously. He knew that Chu Jun's powerful move at the concentration stage would probably kill or injure more than 10,000 people.
"Everyone stop, I am Fei Yexian, the elder of the cabinet. Zhang Yan's traitor has been killed. Do you still want to follow him in rebellion?" Fei Yexian was so angry that his sonorous voice drowned out the noise of hundreds of thousands of people. , was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, and the cultivators unconsciously slowed down.
"I am Ding Lei, ordering you to stop immediately!" Ding Leifei stepped forward and shouted sternly.
"Ah, it's really President Ding!"
"Elder Zhang is really dead?"
At this time, many people recognized Ding Lei, Fei Yexian and others, and some also recognized the elders of the outer cabinet and the general managers of local branches behind them. In an instant, the hundreds of thousands of people who rushed towards them with murderous intent gradually stopped. They came down and looked at each other at a loss. When they looked back, they found that the coach's flag was gone.
"Everyone land on the ground immediately!" Chu Jun shouted coldly, and the majestic momentum spread out. The thousands of cultivators closest to Chu Jun were frightened by Chu Jun's momentum, and they couldn't help but react. According to Chu Jun's Jun ordered to land towards the ground. It was easier if someone took the lead to land, and many people began to follow suit. Seeing this, the people behind also put away their magic weapons and landed on the ground one after another. No one dared to resist. Of course, some people sneaked away secretly.
The cultivators who were attacking around the nine-door formation seemed to have noticed something was wrong and slowed down their attacks. Moreover, without the command of Wen Yue Canghai and Hu Die, more than 200,000 people were already in chaos.
Ding Qing was overjoyed when he saw this. It seemed that Jun's brother had succeeded, and it was too timely, otherwise the guild's losses would have been even more severe.
Ding Qing waved his flag, ordered the nine gates to close, retracted the formation and gave up the attack, and gradually let the team leave the battlefield. One side retreated and the other side had no intention of fighting anymore, so the battle gradually ended. Only a few red-eyed guys were still fighting here and there, and in the end the two sides were completely separated.
Ding Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although nearly 200,000 people were killed or injured in this brutal battle, it did not completely destroy the guild's foundation.