The ant tribe fell into chaos and started running around without direction.
The army of ants without collective consciousness is just loose sand without any threat. They can't even retreat collectively, they just rely on their primitive instincts to act.
The cultivators also started a counterattack at this time, and a series of powerful immortal spells bombarded the fleeing giant ants, blood and minced meat splashed. Soon, the corpses of the ant tribe on the edge of the abyss of evil covered the earth.
The battle line slowly pushed towards the White Sand Land. After a while, the wave of giant ants was completely defeated and wiped out by the monks who rose up to resist.
The raging fire burned the bodies of the ant clan, like a fire dragon circling along the abyss of evil, devouring their last existence in this world.
The army of hundreds of thousands of giant ants was just wiped out by the allied forces of monks from Tianting and Tianhe Prefecture. Although the monks won this battle, they did not leave. Instead, they were consolidating their defensive positions and preparing for the next battle.
If the Bridge of Black Mist is not disconnected, they have no reason to leave.
An Lin rode Dabai back to the stronghold established by the Heavenly Court.
As soon as more than a hundred of their monks came back, the students in the stronghold cheered loudly. This was to celebrate the heroes who went deep into the enemy's hinterland and successfully carried out the task of beheading.
An Lin waved to the students on the golden city wall, and fell into the crowd.
"Brother An, Brother An, you killed the Ant Emperor, tell me quickly, what does the Ant Emperor look like!?" Miao Tian ran over, grabbed An Lin's arm and asked impatiently.
She was dressed in pink and had experienced a fierce battle. She seemed to have just taken a bath, and the water droplets were still hanging on her short black hair, looking fresh and pleasant.
Luo Ziping, Sun Shenglian and Zong Yongyan also surrounded him with curious faces.
"What else can an ant emperor look like, like an ant." An Lin shook his head, "The battle was too intense at that time, and I didn't have time to take pictures with my phone."
"Oh? Then how did you kill the Ant Emperor? The ant clan's nest is a place like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. It must be difficult to kill it." Zong Yongyan said, shaking his fan.
"Well, I lost a hydrogen bomb and a nuclear bomb, which killed the Ant Emperor." An Lin didn't hide anything, and said honestly.
"Pa-ta." Zong Yongyan shook his hand, and the fan fell to the ground in fright.
Miao Tian: "..."
Luo Ziping: "..."
Sun Shenglian blinked: "..., the hydrogen bomb and the nuclear bomb bombed the ants...?"
An Lin nodded: "The Ant Emperor is not an ordinary ant, she is as big as a mountain, laying eggs as violent as a mudslide, hundreds of giant eggs..."
They had no access to the inside story of the beheading mission, so it was normal to be surprised.
Now that the beheading task is over, An Lin will tell them the details of the battle vividly and vividly, and by the way, he will brag about his deeds of beheading the giant ant, which can be regarded as a way to adjust his mood during the war.
South of the White Sands.
There is a place where there are mountains, beautiful trees and clear water, full of greenery.
A white city is located between the mountains, and the rich vitality fills the whole world. This is the holy land of the ant clan.
Many giant ants that can walk upright and have a strong breath kneel down to worship a black egg in the center of the city.
There are complex golden lines on the ground, which continue to extend around.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can see that this golden pattern covers the entire earth, it is an extremely huge formation.
And the center of the formation is this black ant egg.
Wisps of soul power continued to gather on the egg along the formation. On the battlefield far away, hundreds of thousands of giant ants died in battle, and hundreds of thousands of black soul power gathered here along the formation. And those cultivators who died in the mouth of giant ants, their soul power is white, and they also gathered here along the formation and merged into this small eggshell.
No one knows what kind of existence is conceived in this egg, but the ant tribe calls it the "king".
"Patriarch, now the two ant emperors have begun to move to the abyss of evil, followed by millions of ant soldiers." A white giant ant half-kneeled on the ground, respectfully said to the giant ant in front of it.
The giant ant, known as the patriarch, is as thin as a wooden pole, holding a red scepter in his hand, and his aura is as vast as the sea, making people feel surrendered just by looking at it.
Facing the content of the white giant ant's report, it just nodded slightly, as if it didn't take it seriously, and simply ordered: "Go ahead, as long as it's fighting the human race, it doesn't matter how many troops you invest..."
The patriarch looked at the black giant egg with a solemn expression, and continued:
"We will use sacrifices to welcome the king's arrival!"
However, as soon as it finished speaking, the world was silent for a moment.
In the sky, endless divine power crushed.
"If you want to take advantage of the sacrifice of the human race, you don't have the qualifications yet."
The sound was like nine thunderbolts, with supreme majesty, exploding in the heaven and earth.
Many giant ants with powerful auras were frightened and furious, but they were so frightened by the sound that they knelt down and trembled all over.
This is a kind of majesty in heaven and earth, a true god!
"Emperor Ziwei, what are you doing here?" The patriarch of the ant clan looked at the man standing proudly in the sky with fluttering silver hair, his expression finally changed.
Emperor Ziwei pinched his hands, and his eyes contained thousands of stars, which were dazzling.
A twinkling starlight flew out from his fingers and fell towards the black giant egg: "I'm here to teach you a lesson..."
"How dare you!?" The patriarch of the ant clan changed his face and shouted almost in rage.
The starlight fell into the center of the formation, and the sky and the earth went dark, only the light of the purple star became the main color of everything.
The earth trembled, and the golden lines were broken down by the light of the purple star, shattering layer by layer.
At this moment, the giant formation covering the entire Baisha land completely collapsed...
The patriarch of the ant tribe stared wide-eyed, and his body trembled: "Emperor Ziwei, you are crazy! If you do this, the king will not be born smoothly, and human beings will only die more in the future..."
"The people of the Kyushu Realm will only choose to die in battle, not in vain."
Emperor Ziwei put her hands behind her back, and after saying this, she walked away.
In the place where many strong men of the ant clan gathered, none of them dared to hinder his departure at this moment.
In the very depths of the abyss of evil, in the darkness of chaos.
A sigh came faintly, a little helpless, a little emotional.
"That's all..."
The abyss of evil.
The bridge of black mist is like a floating cloud in the sky, gradually dissipating and disappearing.
The monks of the major sects of cultivating immortals looked at the scene in front of them, and they couldn't recover.
In the Heavenly Court stronghold, many students and teachers also looked at the scene in front of them with different expressions.
There was shock, there was doubt, there was excitement...
It wasn't until Lingxiao Sword Immortal's sound transmission talisman and a word from Emperor Ziwei came that everyone couldn't help but feel joy in their hearts, and even cheered.
The Fog Bridge has completely collapsed, the Ants' plan has been terminated, and they succeeded! !
The tense nerves can finally be completely relaxed.
Quite a few students sat down on the ground, their eyes flushed, and some of them burst out laughing.
They won this battle. Among these people, some classmates have left forever, but more of them ushered in the most important transformation in their lives during this battle.
This special defense battle was recorded in the school history of Xiuxian United University.
Of the 10,000 students and 100 teachers who participated in the war, 376 students and 2 teachers died in this battle. This shriveled data record is not conspicuous among the many major events in school history, and has not attracted too many people's attention. But this extraordinary session has only just begun...
(end of this chapter)