"Ah" finally made his first cry in this dull and quiet battlefield...but it was a scream in severe pain.
The blood of the warrior who had a piece of flesh torn off instantly stained half of his body red... And when he howled miserably, he did not retreat... but hugged the mutated monster. ... Almost using up all his strength, he pressed him tightly into the snow...
This is an unfair wrestling... The mutated monster is extremely powerful, and the warrior's strength is no match for him...
After he held the monster firmly, the monster would naturally struggle hard... and he didn't know if it was the side effect of Yang Sheng's liquid... that made the people who took it become particularly cruel and violent... At this time, I hope that my eyes will be blinded instantly, so that I can not see such a cruel scene...
I also hope that my ears will become deaf instantly. Maybe my hearing is not that good... Then I can't hear such suppressed cries of pain... or even the exaggerated sound of broken bones.
Yes, there is a medical pulse... But whether it is an injury-reversing technique or some magical technique, it requires time to perform the technique. In such a short moment, after receiving such a heavy injury, even the medical pulse Too late...
So, I could only watch... watching the monster violently struggle and attack at the warrior's insistence... His bones were shattered and deformed, and his blood almost turned him into a bloody man. ... .
I simply can't bear to describe this scene mentally... It's too painful and painful...
At this moment, I wish I could transform myself into a warrior on the battlefield... Raise the sword and gun in my hand, and slash at those monsters... Even though I know this is impossible, after all, most of the people on the battlefield are weapons. Monks, restricting the weapons they can use are nothing more than sticks and swords...
What's the point of using any weapon? In this level of power duel, the role of weapons is very limited... Even if it is sharp enough to break through the monster's powerful muscles, it will not cause fatal injuries... Not to mention that under such a huge force, Under the collision, the weapon will soon twist and deform... and become a pile of scrap metal.
For the same reason, the people on Yang Sheng's side also know this truth... They won't carry weapons at all, but they will become a burden...
As for what level this power is? I can't describe it in detail, but someone once described the ancient warriors as being 'powerful and overwhelming'. Although this is an exaggeration... But if you want to make a comparison here, when a cultivator's warriors come out, they probably look like this. Mortal warriors, even five of them can't stop them...
Therefore, the idea of slashing at the enemy can only be a dream... As for guns and cannons, let alone them. After all, guns and cannons require human operation. How limited are their effects under the methods of cultivators? ... Even if it is allowed to be used, if we use it, Yang Sheng will also use it... Then it will be an immeasurable war... The mutual constraints with secular forces are destined to be absolutely impossible. will happen.
I sighed, this war... there is no other way except to use flesh and blood to form a line of defense...
But the tragedy in his eyes continued... The warrior who refused to let go... I saw that his eyes were almost blurred... But he still suppressed the monster tightly with his twisted and deformed hands...
The people around are determined to save him... but more and more monsters are about to wake up... Everyone has their own position to hold on to... Here, every centimeter of distance must be fought for. ..for the yet-to-be-formed Heavenly Punishment Formation.
That is the backbone of the real attack... But why hasn't the Heavenly Punishment Formation been drawn yet
I looked anxiously at the people in the painting formation... The tragedy of the warrior in front of the formation made me unable to remain calm anymore... But the old leader next to me stood there like a stone carving... Fengxue It got on his eyebrows and never wiped it off, but his eyes became darker and darker.
I saw most of the painting formation, and the traces on my forehead had disappeared... And above the formation, the gray sky began to turn faintly red... It was also like the dirty snow that had been trampled by footsteps. A layer of blood was sprinkled on it and then spread out...
"With united will and sacrifice of essence and blood, the will condensed with essence and blood will naturally be declared to heaven..." The old leader of Shihua just commented calmly.
What's the use of telling God? I don't know now... I'm just surprised why the old leader can still remain calm until now
"Brother!" In my surprised eyes, a heartbreaking voice sounded on the battlefield. The painful cry that seemed to come from my soul made me turn my head sharply... What I saw was a cloak of blood. Scattered... cut through the gray sky... A silent warrior, with bulging veins, used his shoulders as the last line of defense, firmly pressing against the monster's chest... but there was still a strong will in his eyes.
But he no longer had an arm... His arm was covered with white and dazzling broken bones, and was held in the hand of the monster... The weird roar was heard, and the cloud of blood suddenly tore off the arm and cut through the sky. Proof of a warrior.
People feel pain... What makes people endure? It's hope, it's faith, it's perseverance, it's gentle care... At this moment, my hands and feet are cold... I understand the righteousness that this warrior wants to persevere, but I can't face this tragic scene...
Next to him, there was a man who looked almost exactly like him, shouting at him sadly... Beside him, there were also several transformed monsters...
Judging from the looks of the two people and the voice of the man shouting... These two people are brothers. In a place like the battlefield, you can only be so cruel... Even if you watch helplessly, you don't dare to leave your guard. That side of the land... cannot allow the enemy to advance!
"Brother, let me take your place..." The painful cry... turned into helpless sobbing. As he spoke, the younger brother was already walking over.
But I heard a slightly weak but powerful voice coming from the wind: "No, this is the place I want to hold on to... We have to hold on, we can't retreat... We can't..."
"Old Master!" I wanted to rush over. The secret technique of Lao Li's lineage is so powerful by borrowing the power of the earth. However, this secret technique is full of dangers and requires too high a spiritual sense. It is not as accurate as the spiritual sense. Control... When punching acupoints, people will either die or be injured... Otherwise, what if this secret technique is spread
You won't, but I will... I really want to rush to the front line of the battlefield... just because that warrior can't retreat.
"Stand, don't move... this is a battle." The old leader showed extraordinary calmness and persistence at this time, and then turned to me and said: "For this time, here, I am the leader. Door."
I understand what he means...He is the highest commander here, and I must obey him...I know from the bottom of my heart that the old leader is actually right, but I don't understand why my emotions have turned into Like this
The old boss looked at me meaningfully and said, "Chen Chengyi, are you back?"
I stood blankly on the big rock, and for a moment I realized that it seemed that I had undergone some kind of change without knowing it... And I actually... If it hadn't been for the old leader's words, I wouldn't have noticed it at all!
But is this question still important at this time? Maybe in half a minute... No, maybe just a few seconds, that warrior will die... Even if I know there will be sacrifices, I don't want the sacrifices to appear at this moment... Or all of them alive, Live well... Even if you are seriously injured, I can accept it.
"Don't be anxious, justice will be blessed by God... Look, it's coming." As he spoke, the old leader pointed his finger gently, and with his movements, the snowflakes fell gently from his hair... And I looked in the direction he pointed, and I saw the same drop of bright red tears... falling from the eyes of the angry-looking Vajra...
coming? coming! The eyes that were originally staring with anger have turned into downcast eyes of sadness... The eyes that were originally full of evil spirits are shedding tears of mercy at this moment... Here comes, is it good or bad
But before I had time to think... the originally dull battlefield finally began to boil at this moment...
"Borrow strength!" "Borrow strength!" "Borrow strength!" The warriors finally broke out at this moment... The sound of borrowing force was like the horn they blew! It's as if there is no price to pay for borrowing power...
Among them, I saw Uncle Hui's figure standing at the front like a mountain. He also shouted for help... without hesitation. At this time, I saw Hui Gen'er's body trembling slightly!
"Leverage your strength." At this time, the younger brother who called for his brother also let out a crazy cry...
How could the King of Sorrows be so stingy about lending his power at this time
In the gray sky... streams of golden light with Buddhist colors flying all over the sky... fell on each of the warriors, and instantly integrated into their bodies...
Behind everyone appeared a small, faint, blurry King Kong figure... .
"Ah." The warriors began to shout after gaining strength... It was an explosion that had been suppressed for a long time...
The fiercest collision only begins now...