At the foot of Lishan Mountain, countless orcs wailed. Not only did they witness the souls of millions of their kind being ripped away and their precious lives sacrificed to Fan Yi's sword, they also witnessed their own king Lian Fan Yi's sword. Unable to stop him, he became a victim of the alien demon army's attack on the four mountains of the human race, and died an extremely humiliating death.
…
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
Another throne rose. On the throne, sat a king with sword energy flowing all over his body and carrying a huge sword box behind him. It was the sword maker Han Ying. He smiled slightly: "Lord Fan Yi, let me follow you." Can the four mountains of the human race compete with each other?"
…
For a moment, the mountain forest was shaken. Countless troops originally belonging to Twilight Sword Tallin rushed out of the jungle. The mountains and plains were filled with level 355 mounted combat monsters, such as Makino Blood Cavalry and Fire Spirit Knight. Their crimson armors and swirling flames filled the area. The entire pioneer forest was dyed red. Just after Han Ying gave the order, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and countless monsters rushed towards the player camp.
On the deer position, Lin Xi stroked the slightly anxious White Deer's mane, holding the Archangel in her right hand, her body sank slightly, and said: "The impact from the level 355 cavalry monster must be more violent than the previous Orc Legion. There are so many in the front row. Everyone in the front row will use the skills such as Blade Guard and Ash Barrier at the right time. Don’t take too much damage. If your health is below 30%, retreat immediately. No one will say that you are timid."
For a moment, the mountain forest was shaken. Countless troops originally belonging to Twilight Sword Tallin rushed out of the jungle. The mountains and plains were filled with level 355 mounted combat monsters, such as Makino Blood Cavalry and Fire Spirit Knight. Their crimson armors and swirling flames filled the area. The entire pioneer forest was dyed red. Just after Han Ying gave the order, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and countless monsters rushed towards the player camp.
On the top of Lishan Mountain, Feng Buwen thrust his sword forward and said lightly: "Just draw the sword."
"Humph, a bunch of trash."
On the top of Lishan Mountain, Feng Buwen thrust his sword forward and said lightly: "Just draw the sword."
"You also want to be sacrificed?"
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
…
In the blink of an eye, dozens of mountain gods were wiped out.
She nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."
"Humph, a bunch of trash."
"Humph, a bunch of trash."
For a moment, the mountain forest was shaken. Countless troops originally belonging to Twilight Sword Tallin rushed out of the jungle. The mountains and plains were filled with level 355 mounted combat monsters, such as Makino Blood Cavalry and Fire Spirit Knight. Their crimson armors and swirling flames filled the area. The entire pioneer forest was dyed red. Just after Han Ying gave the order, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and countless monsters rushed towards the player camp.
On the throne, Fan Yi looked around, and suddenly a great terror shrouded the world, making a group of orc warriors frightened. Fan Yi even sneered: "Continue to attack Lishan, otherwise, you will suffer the same fate. "
She nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."
"What price?"
The result is as I expected.
"Can."
As a result, nearly a million orcs continued to attack the defense lines of players and NPC armies at the foot of the mountain. In fact, their fate had already been determined. They would either die under Fan Yi's sacrifice or die under the player's sword. The final result It's all the same, this is the result of leaving your destiny to others. As far as the Nine Thrones are concerned, the orcs are just cannon fodder and have no more use.
In the air, the body of the sword maker Han Ying slowly rose up. Countless sparks surrounded the sword, and there were even wisps of undead fire drawn from the earth. He ignored the curses of the remaining troops of the Twilight Legion and just looked ahead. The North Lishan Mountain raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "When I was traveling in Middle-earth when I was young, I once wanted to join a sword sect. However, you humans looked down on others. This matter... can be said to be such an endless hatred. It’s expired, so this sword is not only a sword from the Holy Demon Army, but also a sword filled with hatred from my sword maker, wait... are you ready to take the sword?"
The result is as I expected.
At the foot of the mountain, after a while, the Orc Legion's attack came to an end, and all of them had been reduced to players' experience points.
Everyone nodded.
Fan Yi smiled and disappeared into the clouds, with only the remaining power of the throne still lingering in the air.
"boom-"
She nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."
…
Han Ying held a giant sword in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and said with a smile: "Twilight Army, attack!"
"Be on full alert!"
…
"Can."
"Humph, a bunch of trash."
Kamei frowned slightly: "It's completely out of line with common sense."
The sword light surged and soared into the sky!
"Not necessarily."
Another throne rose. On the throne, sat a king with sword energy flowing all over his body and carrying a huge sword box behind him. It was the sword maker Han Ying. He smiled slightly: "Lord Fan Yi, let me follow you." Can the four mountains of the human race compete with each other?"
At the foot of the mountain, after a while, the Orc Legion's attack came to an end, and all of them had been reduced to players' experience points.
Soon after, the mountain was full of killings, tens of millions of monsters and tens of millions of players strangled each other. Although Makino Blood Knight and Fire Spirit Knight are both mid-level monsters, they have high levels and strong attributes, and their impact on players is extraordinary. It's huge, and there are tens of millions of players coming into contact with it on the entire front, and there's no telling how many are constantly being refreshed in the pioneering forest.
I looked at my level and the best equipment, and said with a smile: "Just leave the ruins and the Hydra to take over. As for myself, I am the leader of a country, so it would be better to sit on the top of the mountain with my senior sister. When those soldiers look back, When I am here, I will also feel inspired, and that will be enough."
The voice of Lin Hai, the shadow of death, came from the clouds, and then a blood-red light flew out of the clouds and fell on Han Ying, making the swordsmith seem to be a different person for an instant, with Gaining absolute control over the rules of death, he raised the sword blade, his eyes glowed with a reddish luster, looked down at all living beings, and shouted in a low voice: "Sacrifice - warriors of the Twilight Legion, your death will create the final chapter of the Holy Demon Legion." Glory, come on!!”
Everyone nodded.
"Can."
At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the golden body of Dongyue Mountain Lord Yiping, extending from his face to his neck. He spit out a mouthful of blood, but his figure was majestic, and the mountain atmosphere was flowing all over his body, and he remained unmoved.
…
Further away, the positions of guilds such as Shinhwa, Fenglinhuoshan, and Wuji were also filled with encouraging voices from leader-level players. At this time, every leader was the soul figure in the battlefield, supporting the cornerstone of the human battlefield. They existence is indispensable.
…
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
Fan Yi smiled and disappeared into the clouds, with only the remaining power of the throne still lingering in the air.
…
Lin Xi looked solemn and silent. She had no choice. The battle between the throne and the Four Mountains was indeed beyond the reach of ordinary players. There was nothing she could do.
Fan Yi smiled and disappeared into the clouds, with only the remaining power of the throne still lingering in the air.
Senior Sister Yun opened her red lips lightly, looked at the battlefield in the distance with her beautiful eyes, and said: "Junior brother, if you observe carefully, you will find that every sacrifice of life on these thrones has a price."
"Grass… "
Kamei frowned slightly: "It's completely out of line with common sense."
"Humph, a bunch of trash."
Han Ying held a giant sword in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and said with a smile: "Twilight Army, attack!"
Another throne rose. On the throne, sat a king with sword energy flowing all over his body and carrying a huge sword box behind him. It was the sword maker Han Ying. He smiled slightly: "Lord Fan Yi, let me follow you." Can the four mountains of the human race compete with each other?"
"Death Luck."
Less than half an hour later, Han Ying, the swordsmith who was sitting on the throne, was at the height of the sun, and his body was surrounded by wisps of luck. He slowly raised his sword and said with a smile: "It should be... almost done, right? In that case, let's do it again. Bar!"
I looked at my level and the best equipment, and said with a smile: "Just leave the ruins and the Hydra to take over. As for myself, I am the leader of a country, so it would be better to sit on the top of the mountain with my senior sister. When those soldiers look back, When I am here, I will also feel inspired, and that will be enough."
Kamei frowned slightly: "It's completely out of line with common sense."
"Junior brother."
The voice of Lin Hai, the shadow of death, came from the clouds, and then a blood-red light flew out of the clouds and fell on Han Ying, making the swordsmith seem to be a different person for an instant, with Gaining absolute control over the rules of death, he raised the sword blade, his eyes glowed with a reddish luster, looked down at all living beings, and shouted in a low voice: "Sacrifice - warriors of the Twilight Legion, your death will create the final chapter of the Holy Demon Legion." Glory, come on!!”
For a moment, the mountain forest was shaken. Countless troops originally belonging to Twilight Sword Tallin rushed out of the jungle. The mountains and plains were filled with level 355 mounted combat monsters, such as Makino Blood Cavalry and Fire Spirit Knight. Their crimson armors and swirling flames filled the area. The entire pioneer forest was dyed red. Just after Han Ying gave the order, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and countless monsters rushed towards the player camp.
"Can."
"knew."
At the foot of Lishan Mountain, countless orcs wailed. Not only did they witness the souls of millions of their kind being ripped away and their precious lives sacrificed to Fan Yi's sword, they also witnessed their own king Lian Fan Yi's sword. Unable to stop him, he became a victim of the alien demon army's attack on the four mountains of the human race, and died an extremely humiliating death.
"Mountains, hold on to me!"
Everyone nodded.
"Be on full alert!"
Looking at the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, Senior Sister Yun asked with a smile: "Why don't you join in the fighting this time?"
…
On the deer position, Lin Xi stroked the slightly anxious White Deer's mane, holding the Archangel in her right hand, her body sank slightly, and said: "The impact from the level 355 cavalry monster must be more violent than the previous Orc Legion. There are so many in the front row. Everyone in the front row will use the skills such as Blade Guard and Ash Barrier at the right time. Don’t take too much damage. If your health is below 30%, retreat immediately. No one will say that you are timid."
She said faintly: "Lin Hai refined the elements of the world on the altar of death and cultivated the legendary destiny of death. It is the blessing of these destiny of death that allows the throne to have the ability to withdraw the lives of others and sacrifice the sword. Therefore, although the damage to the four mountains of the human race is not small, the thrones cannot draw unlimited swords, so you have to be patient."
"Mountains, hold on to me!"
Han Ying let out a low roar, and suddenly dropped his sword down the Tianhe River. The moment the sword light struck the restricted mountain and water outside Lishan Mountain, the sword box behind him suddenly opened, and wisps of flying swords fell all over the sky like flowing fireflies, and joined with each other. The countless undead fire seeds in the sword light continued to merge, becoming wisps of sword energy containing the fate of death.
…
Everyone nodded.
The voice of Lin Hai, the shadow of death, came from the clouds, and then a blood-red light flew out of the clouds and fell on Han Ying, making the swordsmith seem to be a different person for an instant, with Gaining absolute control over the rules of death, he raised the sword blade, his eyes glowed with a reddish luster, looked down at all living beings, and shouted in a low voice: "Sacrifice - warriors of the Twilight Legion, your death will create the final chapter of the Holy Demon Legion." Glory, come on!!”
Everyone nodded.
The sword light surged and soared into the sky!
The strong wind was raging on the top of the mountain. Senior Sister Yun and I stood side by side, with Yuanqiao's cloak flying behind us. Looking at the battle in the distance, he frowned and said: "With this fight, the weather in Siyue will only become weaker and weaker, and in this way, we will almost There is no chance, and all of them are not needed. The Nine Thrones only need to sacrifice less than half of the alien demon army to completely crush the Four Mountains."
"Death Luck."
Further away, the positions of guilds such as Shinhwa, Fenglinhuoshan, and Wuji were also filled with encouraging voices from leader-level players. At this time, every leader was the soul figure in the battlefield, supporting the cornerstone of the human battlefield. They existence is indispensable.
Looking at the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, Senior Sister Yun asked with a smile: "Why don't you join in the fighting this time?"
"You also want to be sacrificed?"
"Junior brother."
"Do it."
"really."
"Death Luck."
…
…
Looking at the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, Senior Sister Yun asked with a smile: "Why don't you join in the fighting this time?"
For a moment, it was like a heavy rain hitting the thin roof, with constant loud noises. The outermost mountain meteorological defense was riddled with holes and disintegrated almost in an instant, and then the second and third layers were continuously breached. , Han Ying may not be able to surpass Fan Yi in swordsmanship, but he sacrificed too many souls with this sword, and almost half of the Twilight Legion's power is contained in this sword.
"Mountains, hold on to me!"
She nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
Senior Sister Yun opened her red lips lightly, looked at the battlefield in the distance with her beautiful eyes, and said: "Junior brother, if you observe carefully, you will find that every sacrifice of life on these thrones has a price."
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
The strange demon army has such a terrifying advantage. Monsters can be refreshed infinitely. After all, they have good reasons to provide players with enough resources to spawn monsters. Infinite refresh should also be done. Once these monsters are refreshed infinitely, they will be used by the Nine Thrones. What kind of result will that be? I am afraid that everyone will be helpless.
"It's boring."
"Death Luck."
On the throne, Fan Yi looked around, and suddenly a great terror shrouded the world, making a group of orc warriors frightened. Fan Yi even sneered: "Continue to attack Lishan, otherwise, you will suffer the same fate. "
As a result, nearly a million orcs continued to attack the defense lines of players and NPC armies at the foot of the mountain. In fact, their fate had already been determined. They would either die under Fan Yi's sacrifice or die under the player's sword. The final result It's all the same, this is the result of leaving your destiny to others. As far as the Nine Thrones are concerned, the orcs are just cannon fodder and have no more use.
However, Talin has been hacked to death by our human wave tactics, and even if Talin is alive, he may not be able to join the throne due to his strength. The final result of the Twilight Legion is still the same.
In the air, the body of the sword maker Han Ying slowly rose up. Countless sparks surrounded the sword, and there were even wisps of undead fire drawn from the earth. He ignored the curses of the remaining troops of the Twilight Legion and just looked ahead. The North Lishan Mountain raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "When I was traveling in Middle-earth when I was young, I once wanted to join a sword sect. However, you humans looked down on others. This matter... can be said to be such an endless hatred. It’s expired, so this sword is not only a sword from the Holy Demon Army, but also a sword filled with hatred from my sword maker, wait... are you ready to take the sword?"
On the throne, Fan Yi looked around, and suddenly a great terror shrouded the world, making a group of orc warriors frightened. Fan Yi even sneered: "Continue to attack Lishan, otherwise, you will suffer the same fate. "
I looked at my level and the best equipment, and said with a smile: "Just leave the ruins and the Hydra to take over. As for myself, I am the leader of a country, so it would be better to sit on the top of the mountain with my senior sister. When those soldiers look back, When I am here, I will also feel inspired, and that will be enough."
Fan Yi smiled and disappeared into the clouds, with only the remaining power of the throne still lingering in the air.
She said faintly: "Lin Hai refined the elements of the world on the altar of death and cultivated the legendary destiny of death. It is the blessing of these destiny of death that allows the throne to have the ability to withdraw the lives of others and sacrifice the sword. Therefore, although the damage to the four mountains of the human race is not small, the thrones cannot draw unlimited swords, so you have to be patient."
"Squeak~~~"
On the ground, countless units of the Twilight Legion that had not yet left the pioneering forest wailed. They couldn't help themselves, and stood blankly on the spot one by one. Amidst the wailing, blood-colored air flow continued from their wide-open mouths, eye sockets, nostrils, and ears. After being pulled out, even though they were dead objects, their last life force and undead fire were sacrificed together. Countless Twilight Army troops turned into bloody luster and rose into the sky. In the end, they were all refined into Haunting. The wisps of ghosts surrounding the big sword condensed into a sword with terrifying strength!
At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the golden body of Dongyue Mountain Lord Yiping, extending from his face to his neck. He spit out a mouthful of blood, but his figure was majestic, and the mountain atmosphere was flowing all over his body, and he remained unmoved.
"boom-"
…
Han Ying let out a low roar, and suddenly dropped his sword down the Tianhe River. The moment the sword light struck the restricted mountain and water outside Lishan Mountain, the sword box behind him suddenly opened, and wisps of flying swords fell all over the sky like flowing fireflies, and joined with each other. The countless undead fire seeds in the sword light continued to merge, becoming wisps of sword energy containing the fate of death.
She nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."
Kamei frowned slightly: "It's completely out of line with common sense."
I looked at my level and the best equipment, and said with a smile: "Just leave the ruins and the Hydra to take over. As for myself, I am the leader of a country, so it would be better to sit on the top of the mountain with my senior sister. When those soldiers look back, When I am here, I will also feel inspired, and that will be enough."
"You also want to be sacrificed?"
At the foot of the mountain, after a while, the Orc Legion's attack came to an end, and all of them had been reduced to players' experience points.
The sword light surged and soared into the sky!
…
The strong wind was raging on the top of the mountain. Senior Sister Yun and I stood side by side, with Yuanqiao's cloak flying behind us. Looking at the battle in the distance, he frowned and said: "With this fight, the weather in Siyue will only become weaker and weaker, and in this way, we will almost There is no chance, and all of them are not needed. The Nine Thrones only need to sacrifice less than half of the alien demon army to completely crush the Four Mountains."
For a moment, the mountain forest was shaken. Countless troops originally belonging to Twilight Sword Tallin rushed out of the jungle. The mountains and plains were filled with level 355 mounted combat monsters, such as Makino Blood Cavalry and Fire Spirit Knight. Their crimson armors and swirling flames filled the area. The entire pioneer forest was dyed red. Just after Han Ying gave the order, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and countless monsters rushed towards the player camp.
…
"knew."
…
The result is as I expected.
On the top of Lishan Mountain, Feng Buwen thrust his sword forward and said lightly: "Just draw the sword."
Soon after, the mountain was full of killings, tens of millions of monsters and tens of millions of players strangled each other. Although Makino Blood Knight and Fire Spirit Knight are both mid-level monsters, they have high levels and strong attributes, and their impact on players is extraordinary. It's huge, and there are tens of millions of players coming into contact with it on the entire front, and there's no telling how many are constantly being refreshed in the pioneering forest.
For a moment, the mountain forest was shaken. Countless troops originally belonging to Twilight Sword Tallin rushed out of the jungle. The mountains and plains were filled with level 355 mounted combat monsters, such as Makino Blood Cavalry and Fire Spirit Knight. Their crimson armors and swirling flames filled the area. The entire pioneer forest was dyed red. Just after Han Ying gave the order, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and countless monsters rushed towards the player camp.
She said faintly: "Lin Hai refined the elements of the world on the altar of death and cultivated the legendary destiny of death. It is the blessing of these destiny of death that allows the throne to have the ability to withdraw the lives of others and sacrifice the sword. Therefore, although the damage to the four mountains of the human race is not small, the thrones cannot draw unlimited swords, so you have to be patient."
"Death Luck."
The strange demon army has such a terrifying advantage. Monsters can be refreshed infinitely. After all, they have good reasons to provide players with enough resources to spawn monsters. Infinite refresh should also be done. Once these monsters are refreshed infinitely, they will be used by the Nine Thrones. What kind of result will that be? I am afraid that everyone will be helpless.
…
"Squeak~~~"
"Not necessarily."
…
Further away, the positions of guilds such as Shinhwa, Fenglinhuoshan, and Wuji were also filled with encouraging voices from leader-level players. At this time, every leader was the soul figure in the battlefield, supporting the cornerstone of the human battlefield. They existence is indispensable.
…
Further away, the positions of guilds such as Shinhwa, Fenglinhuoshan, and Wuji were also filled with encouraging voices from leader-level players. At this time, every leader was the soul figure in the battlefield, supporting the cornerstone of the human battlefield. They existence is indispensable.
The result is as I expected.
Less than half an hour later, Han Ying, the swordsmith who was sitting on the throne, was at the height of the sun, and his body was surrounded by wisps of luck. He slowly raised his sword and said with a smile: "It should be... almost done, right? In that case, let's do it again. Bar!"
"Do it."
At the foot of Lishan Mountain, countless orcs wailed. Not only did they witness the souls of millions of their kind being ripped away and their precious lives sacrificed to Fan Yi's sword, they also witnessed their own king Lian Fan Yi's sword. Unable to stop him, he became a victim of the alien demon army's attack on the four mountains of the human race, and died an extremely humiliating death.
Less than half an hour later, Han Ying, the swordsmith who was sitting on the throne, was at the height of the sun, and his body was surrounded by wisps of luck. He slowly raised his sword and said with a smile: "It should be... almost done, right? In that case, let's do it again. Bar!"
"In that case, kneel down and receive the sword!"
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
"Grass… "
Less than half an hour later, Han Ying, the swordsmith who was sitting on the throne, was at the height of the sun, and his body was surrounded by wisps of luck. He slowly raised his sword and said with a smile: "It should be... almost done, right? In that case, let's do it again. Bar!"
Fan Yi smiled and disappeared into the clouds, with only the remaining power of the throne still lingering in the air.
"Do it."
Further away, the positions of guilds such as Shinhwa, Fenglinhuoshan, and Wuji were also filled with encouraging voices from leader-level players. At this time, every leader was the soul figure in the battlefield, supporting the cornerstone of the human battlefield. They existence is indispensable.
"Not necessarily."
The voice of Lin Hai, the shadow of death, came from the clouds, and then a blood-red light flew out of the clouds and fell on Han Ying, making the swordsmith seem to be a different person for an instant, with Gaining absolute control over the rules of death, he raised the sword blade, his eyes glowed with a reddish luster, looked down at all living beings, and shouted in a low voice: "Sacrifice - warriors of the Twilight Legion, your death will create the final chapter of the Holy Demon Legion." Glory, come on!!”
"Death Luck."
"Not necessarily."
The result is as I expected.
"In that case, kneel down and receive the sword!"
On the deer position, Lin Xi stroked the slightly anxious White Deer's mane, holding the Archangel in her right hand, her body sank slightly, and said: "The impact from the level 355 cavalry monster must be more violent than the previous Orc Legion. There are so many in the front row. Everyone in the front row will use the skills such as Blade Guard and Ash Barrier at the right time. Don’t take too much damage. If your health is below 30%, retreat immediately. No one will say that you are timid."
Han Ying held a giant sword in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and said with a smile: "Twilight Army, attack!"
As a result, nearly a million orcs continued to attack the defense lines of players and NPC armies at the foot of the mountain. In fact, their fate had already been determined. They would either die under Fan Yi's sacrifice or die under the player's sword. The final result It's all the same, this is the result of leaving your destiny to others. As far as the Nine Thrones are concerned, the orcs are just cannon fodder and have no more use.
The earth trembled, and the mountains' air flow flowed. In the distance, the air luck of countless rivers in the Xuanyuan Empire was also pulled by the Xiyue Mountain Monarch, turning into wisps of green trickle that lingered around the mountains in the sky, forming a landscape of mountains and rivers. The stable pattern, without even hearing it, is like putting on an indestructible ancient armor for Lishan.
The sword light surged and soared into the sky!
"Junior brother."
"Death Luck."
The strong wind was raging on the top of the mountain. Senior Sister Yun and I stood side by side, with Yuanqiao's cloak flying behind us. Looking at the battle in the distance, he frowned and said: "With this fight, the weather in Siyue will only become weaker and weaker, and in this way, we will almost There is no chance, and all of them are not needed. The Nine Thrones only need to sacrifice less than half of the alien demon army to completely crush the Four Mountains."
However, Talin has been hacked to death by our human wave tactics, and even if Talin is alive, he may not be able to join the throne due to his strength. The final result of the Twilight Legion is still the same.
I looked at my level and the best equipment, and said with a smile: "Just leave the ruins and the Hydra to take over. As for myself, I am the leader of a country, so it would be better to sit on the top of the mountain with my senior sister. When those soldiers look back, When I am here, I will also feel inspired, and that will be enough."
The result is as I expected.
"It's boring."
On the ground, countless units of the Twilight Legion that had not yet left the pioneering forest wailed. They couldn't help themselves, and stood blankly on the spot one by one. Amidst the wailing, blood-colored air flow continued from their wide-open mouths, eye sockets, nostrils, and ears. After being pulled out, even though they were dead objects, their last life force and undead fire were sacrificed together. Countless Twilight Army troops turned into bloody luster and rose into the sky. In the end, they were all refined into Haunting. The wisps of ghosts surrounding the big sword condensed into a sword with terrifying strength!
"boom-"
"Junior brother."
Senior Sister Yun opened her red lips lightly, looked at the battlefield in the distance with her beautiful eyes, and said: "Junior brother, if you observe carefully, you will find that every sacrifice of life on these thrones has a price."
"Not necessarily."
…
I continued to frown and look into the distance. In any case, this battle has already been quite unfavorable to the human race. Senior Sister Yun may not know that the rules of infinite monster spawning will not change. As long as the heart of Shadow of Death Lin Hai is dark enough and dark enough. If he is ruthless, he will definitely be able to crush the four mountains. At that time, the human race will lose the four mountains, and the real disaster will come.
Senior Sister Yun opened her red lips lightly, looked at the battlefield in the distance with her beautiful eyes, and said: "Junior brother, if you observe carefully, you will find that every sacrifice of life on these thrones has a price."
The result is as I expected.
"Asshole..."
The strong wind was raging on the top of the mountain. Senior Sister Yun and I stood side by side, with Yuanqiao's cloak flying behind us. Looking at the battle in the distance, he frowned and said: "With this fight, the weather in Siyue will only become weaker and weaker, and in this way, we will almost There is no chance, and all of them are not needed. The Nine Thrones only need to sacrifice less than half of the alien demon army to completely crush the Four Mountains."
For a moment, the mountain forest was shaken. Countless troops originally belonging to Twilight Sword Tallin rushed out of the jungle. The mountains and plains were filled with level 355 mounted combat monsters, such as Makino Blood Cavalry and Fire Spirit Knight. Their crimson armors and swirling flames filled the area. The entire pioneer forest was dyed red. Just after Han Ying gave the order, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and countless monsters rushed towards the player camp.
"Asshole..."
"In that case, kneel down and receive the sword!"
A group of Makino Blood Riders turned around and looked at the scene where their companions were being sacrificed. Their faces turned pale. One of the Makino Blood Riders, who was at the level of a thousand captain, almost had his eye sockets bursting out. He roared angrily: "Swordsmith, you beast... If it were Tallinn How could the adults tolerate you doing such dirty things while you are still alive!"
"In that case, kneel down and receive the sword!"
A group of Makino Blood Riders turned around and looked at the scene where their companions were being sacrificed. Their faces turned pale. One of the Makino Blood Riders, who was at the level of a thousand captain, almost had his eye sockets bursting out. He roared angrily: "Swordsmith, you beast... If it were Tallinn How could the adults tolerate you doing such dirty things while you are still alive!"
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
Han Ying let out a low roar, and suddenly dropped his sword down the Tianhe River. The moment the sword light struck the restricted mountain and water outside Lishan Mountain, the sword box behind him suddenly opened, and wisps of flying swords fell all over the sky like flowing fireflies, and joined with each other. The countless undead fire seeds in the sword light continued to merge, becoming wisps of sword energy containing the fate of death.
Further away, the positions of guilds such as Shinhwa, Fenglinhuoshan, and Wuji were also filled with encouraging voices from leader-level players. At this time, every leader was the soul figure in the battlefield, supporting the cornerstone of the human battlefield. They existence is indispensable.
The strange demon army has such a terrifying advantage. Monsters can be refreshed infinitely. After all, they have good reasons to provide players with enough resources to spawn monsters. Infinite refresh should also be done. Once these monsters are refreshed infinitely, they will be used by the Nine Thrones. What kind of result will that be? I am afraid that everyone will be helpless.
However, Talin has been hacked to death by our human wave tactics, and even if Talin is alive, he may not be able to join the throne due to his strength. The final result of the Twilight Legion is still the same.
As a result, nearly a million orcs continued to attack the defense lines of players and NPC armies at the foot of the mountain. In fact, their fate had already been determined. They would either die under Fan Yi's sacrifice or die under the player's sword. The final result It's all the same, this is the result of leaving your destiny to others. As far as the Nine Thrones are concerned, the orcs are just cannon fodder and have no more use.
"Do it."
At the foot of the mountain, after a while, the Orc Legion's attack came to an end, and all of them had been reduced to players' experience points.
Fan Yi smiled and disappeared into the clouds, with only the remaining power of the throne still lingering in the air.
"Not necessarily."
"Can."
…
At the foot of the mountain, after a while, the Orc Legion's attack came to an end, and all of them had been reduced to players' experience points.
In the air, the body of the sword maker Han Ying slowly rose up. Countless sparks surrounded the sword, and there were even wisps of undead fire drawn from the earth. He ignored the curses of the remaining troops of the Twilight Legion and just looked ahead. The North Lishan Mountain raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "When I was traveling in Middle-earth when I was young, I once wanted to join a sword sect. However, you humans looked down on others. This matter... can be said to be such an endless hatred. It’s expired, so this sword is not only a sword from the Holy Demon Army, but also a sword filled with hatred from my sword maker, wait... are you ready to take the sword?"
Another throne rose. On the throne, sat a king with sword energy flowing all over his body and carrying a huge sword box behind him. It was the sword maker Han Ying. He smiled slightly: "Lord Fan Yi, let me follow you." Can the four mountains of the human race compete with each other?"
On the top of Lishan Mountain, Feng Buwen thrust his sword forward and said lightly: "Just draw the sword."
On the deer position, Lin Xi stroked the slightly anxious White Deer's mane, holding the Archangel in her right hand, her body sank slightly, and said: "The impact from the level 355 cavalry monster must be more violent than the previous Orc Legion. There are so many in the front row. Everyone in the front row will use the skills such as Blade Guard and Ash Barrier at the right time. Don’t take too much damage. If your health is below 30%, retreat immediately. No one will say that you are timid."
On the top of Lishan Mountain, Feng Buwen thrust his sword forward and said lightly: "Just draw the sword."
I looked at my level and the best equipment, and said with a smile: "Just leave the ruins and the Hydra to take over. As for myself, I am the leader of a country, so it would be better to sit on the top of the mountain with my senior sister. When those soldiers look back, When I am here, I will also feel inspired, and that will be enough."
"Can."
"What price?"
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
"really."
"Do it."
"boom-"
At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the golden body of Dongyue Mountain Lord Yiping, extending from his face to his neck. He spit out a mouthful of blood, but his figure was majestic, and the mountain atmosphere was flowing all over his body, and he remained unmoved.
…
Han Ying held a giant sword in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and said with a smile: "Twilight Army, attack!"
The earth trembled, and the mountains' air flow flowed. In the distance, the air luck of countless rivers in the Xuanyuan Empire was also pulled by the Xiyue Mountain Monarch, turning into wisps of green trickle that lingered around the mountains in the sky, forming a landscape of mountains and rivers. The stable pattern, without even hearing it, is like putting on an indestructible ancient armor for Lishan.
Han Ying held a giant sword in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and said with a smile: "Twilight Army, attack!"
At the foot of the mountain, after a while, the Orc Legion's attack came to an end, and all of them had been reduced to players' experience points.
The strange demon army has such a terrifying advantage. Monsters can be refreshed infinitely. After all, they have good reasons to provide players with enough resources to spawn monsters. Infinite refresh should also be done. Once these monsters are refreshed infinitely, they will be used by the Nine Thrones. What kind of result will that be? I am afraid that everyone will be helpless.
The strange demon army has such a terrifying advantage. Monsters can be refreshed infinitely. After all, they have good reasons to provide players with enough resources to spawn monsters. Infinite refresh should also be done. Once these monsters are refreshed infinitely, they will be used by the Nine Thrones. What kind of result will that be? I am afraid that everyone will be helpless.
At the foot of the mountain, after a while, the Orc Legion's attack came to an end, and all of them had been reduced to players' experience points.
…
"In that case, kneel down and receive the sword!"
Han Ying held a giant sword in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and said with a smile: "Twilight Army, attack!"
As a result, nearly a million orcs continued to attack the defense lines of players and NPC armies at the foot of the mountain. In fact, their fate had already been determined. They would either die under Fan Yi's sacrifice or die under the player's sword. The final result It's all the same, this is the result of leaving your destiny to others. As far as the Nine Thrones are concerned, the orcs are just cannon fodder and have no more use.
"Death Luck."
"Junior brother."
"It's boring."
Han Ying let out a low roar, and suddenly dropped his sword down the Tianhe River. The moment the sword light struck the restricted mountain and water outside Lishan Mountain, the sword box behind him suddenly opened, and wisps of flying swords fell all over the sky like flowing fireflies, and joined with each other. The countless undead fire seeds in the sword light continued to merge, becoming wisps of sword energy containing the fate of death.
…
The result is as I expected.
In the air, the body of the sword maker Han Ying slowly rose up. Countless sparks surrounded the sword, and there were even wisps of undead fire drawn from the earth. He ignored the curses of the remaining troops of the Twilight Legion and just looked ahead. The North Lishan Mountain raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "When I was traveling in Middle-earth when I was young, I once wanted to join a sword sect. However, you humans looked down on others. This matter... can be said to be such an endless hatred. It’s expired, so this sword is not only a sword from the Holy Demon Army, but also a sword filled with hatred from my sword maker, wait... are you ready to take the sword?"
"really."
"In that case, kneel down and receive the sword!"
The voice of Lin Hai, the shadow of death, came from the clouds, and then a blood-red light flew out of the clouds and fell on Han Ying, making the swordsmith seem to be a different person for an instant, with Gaining absolute control over the rules of death, he raised the sword blade, his eyes glowed with a reddish luster, looked down at all living beings, and shouted in a low voice: "Sacrifice - warriors of the Twilight Legion, your death will create the final chapter of the Holy Demon Legion." Glory, come on!!”
For a moment, it was like a heavy rain hitting the thin roof, with constant loud noises. The outermost mountain meteorological defense was riddled with holes and disintegrated almost in an instant, and then the second and third layers were continuously breached. , Han Ying may not be able to surpass Fan Yi in swordsmanship, but he sacrificed too many souls with this sword, and almost half of the Twilight Legion's power is contained in this sword.
The wind shouted low, the golden body buzzed, and the power continued to urge the valley. On the top of the mountains, the golden bodies of the mountain kings and mountain gods appeared, turning into wisps of mountain atmosphere and rushing to the aid of the white-clothed prime minister of Xiyue. , the entire Xuanyuan Empire was trembling, using the power of one country to resist the strange demons. In front of his eyes, as the mountain weather continued to collapse, Feng Buwen gritted his teeth, and the golden bodies of Mu Tiancheng, Guan Yang, and Yi Ping behind him also They kept trembling, and further away, the mountain gods whose golden bodies were about to collapse were desperate, destroying their cultivation before death, exploding their golden bodies, and constantly repairing the mountain atmosphere that was split by the sword energy.
Fan Yi smiled and disappeared into the clouds, with only the remaining power of the throne still lingering in the air.
…
The voice of Lin Hai, the shadow of death, came from the clouds, and then a blood-red light flew out of the clouds and fell on Han Ying, making the swordsmith seem to be a different person for an instant, with Gaining absolute control over the rules of death, he raised the sword blade, his eyes glowed with a reddish luster, looked down at all living beings, and shouted in a low voice: "Sacrifice - warriors of the Twilight Legion, your death will create the final chapter of the Holy Demon Legion." Glory, come on!!”
"What price?"
"Grass… "
…
I looked at my level and the best equipment, and said with a smile: "Just leave the ruins and the Hydra to take over. As for myself, I am the leader of a country, so it would be better to sit on the top of the mountain with my senior sister. When those soldiers look back, When I am here, I will also feel inspired, and that will be enough."
"Junior brother."
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
She nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."
"It's boring."
"really."
"really."
Less than half an hour later, Han Ying, the swordsmith who was sitting on the throne, was at the height of the sun, and his body was surrounded by wisps of luck. He slowly raised his sword and said with a smile: "It should be... almost done, right? In that case, let's do it again. Bar!"
The sword light surged and soared into the sky!
On the top of Lishan Mountain, Feng Buwen thrust his sword forward and said lightly: "Just draw the sword."
Kamei frowned slightly: "It's completely out of line with common sense."
A group of Makino Blood Riders turned around and looked at the scene where their companions were being sacrificed. Their faces turned pale. One of the Makino Blood Riders, who was at the level of a thousand captain, almost had his eye sockets bursting out. He roared angrily: "Swordsmith, you beast... If it were Tallinn How could the adults tolerate you doing such dirty things while you are still alive!"
At the foot of Lishan Mountain, countless orcs wailed. Not only did they witness the souls of millions of their kind being ripped away and their precious lives sacrificed to Fan Yi's sword, they also witnessed their own king Lian Fan Yi's sword. Unable to stop him, he became a victim of the alien demon army's attack on the four mountains of the human race, and died an extremely humiliating death.
…
Han Ying held a giant sword in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and said with a smile: "Twilight Army, attack!"
Lin Xi looked solemn and silent. She had no choice. The battle between the throne and the Four Mountains was indeed beyond the reach of ordinary players. There was nothing she could do.
The voice of Lin Hai, the shadow of death, came from the clouds, and then a blood-red light flew out of the clouds and fell on Han Ying, making the swordsmith seem to be a different person for an instant, with Gaining absolute control over the rules of death, he raised the sword blade, his eyes glowed with a reddish luster, looked down at all living beings, and shouted in a low voice: "Sacrifice - warriors of the Twilight Legion, your death will create the final chapter of the Holy Demon Legion." Glory, come on!!”
As a result, nearly a million orcs continued to attack the defense lines of players and NPC armies at the foot of the mountain. In fact, their fate had already been determined. They would either die under Fan Yi's sacrifice or die under the player's sword. The final result It's all the same, this is the result of leaving your destiny to others. As far as the Nine Thrones are concerned, the orcs are just cannon fodder and have no more use.
"Humph, a bunch of trash."
"Can."
Everyone nodded.
…
"Junior brother."
"Be on full alert!"
…
…
As a result, nearly a million orcs continued to attack the defense lines of players and NPC armies at the foot of the mountain. In fact, their fate had already been determined. They would either die under Fan Yi's sacrifice or die under the player's sword. The final result It's all the same, this is the result of leaving your destiny to others. As far as the Nine Thrones are concerned, the orcs are just cannon fodder and have no more use.
The wind shouted low, the golden body buzzed, and the power continued to urge the valley. On the top of the mountains, the golden bodies of the mountain kings and mountain gods appeared, turning into wisps of mountain atmosphere and rushing to the aid of the white-clothed prime minister of Xiyue. , the entire Xuanyuan Empire was trembling, using the power of one country to resist the strange demons. In front of his eyes, as the mountain weather continued to collapse, Feng Buwen gritted his teeth, and the golden bodies of Mu Tiancheng, Guan Yang, and Yi Ping behind him also They kept trembling, and further away, the mountain gods whose golden bodies were about to collapse were desperate, destroying their cultivation before death, exploding their golden bodies, and constantly repairing the mountain atmosphere that was split by the sword energy.
At the foot of the mountain, after a while, the Orc Legion's attack came to an end, and all of them had been reduced to players' experience points.
"Mountains, hold on to me!"
"It's boring."
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
Kamei frowned slightly: "It's completely out of line with common sense."
Lin Xi looked solemn and silent. She had no choice. The battle between the throne and the Four Mountains was indeed beyond the reach of ordinary players. There was nothing she could do.
Senior Sister Yun opened her red lips lightly, looked at the battlefield in the distance with her beautiful eyes, and said: "Junior brother, if you observe carefully, you will find that every sacrifice of life on these thrones has a price."
"It's boring."
Looking at the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, Senior Sister Yun asked with a smile: "Why don't you join in the fighting this time?"
…
The wind shouted low, the golden body buzzed, and the power continued to urge the valley. On the top of the mountains, the golden bodies of the mountain kings and mountain gods appeared, turning into wisps of mountain atmosphere and rushing to the aid of the white-clothed prime minister of Xiyue. , the entire Xuanyuan Empire was trembling, using the power of one country to resist the strange demons. In front of his eyes, as the mountain weather continued to collapse, Feng Buwen gritted his teeth, and the golden bodies of Mu Tiancheng, Guan Yang, and Yi Ping behind him also They kept trembling, and further away, the mountain gods whose golden bodies were about to collapse were desperate, destroying their cultivation before death, exploding their golden bodies, and constantly repairing the mountain atmosphere that was split by the sword energy.
"Grass… "
Another throne rose. On the throne, sat a king with sword energy flowing all over his body and carrying a huge sword box behind him. It was the sword maker Han Ying. He smiled slightly: "Lord Fan Yi, let me follow you." Can the four mountains of the human race compete with each other?"
I looked at my level and the best equipment, and said with a smile: "Just leave the ruins and the Hydra to take over. As for myself, I am the leader of a country, so it would be better to sit on the top of the mountain with my senior sister. When those soldiers look back, When I am here, I will also feel inspired, and that will be enough."
I continued to frown and look into the distance. In any case, this battle has already been quite unfavorable to the human race. Senior Sister Yun may not know that the rules of infinite monster spawning will not change. As long as the heart of Shadow of Death Lin Hai is dark enough and dark enough. If he is ruthless, he will definitely be able to crush the four mountains. At that time, the human race will lose the four mountains, and the real disaster will come.
At the foot of Lishan Mountain, countless orcs wailed. Not only did they witness the souls of millions of their kind being ripped away and their precious lives sacrificed to Fan Yi's sword, they also witnessed their own king Lian Fan Yi's sword. Unable to stop him, he became a victim of the alien demon army's attack on the four mountains of the human race, and died an extremely humiliating death.
"Squeak~~~"
On the ground, countless units of the Twilight Legion that had not yet left the pioneering forest wailed. They couldn't help themselves, and stood blankly on the spot one by one. Amidst the wailing, blood-colored air flow continued from their wide-open mouths, eye sockets, nostrils, and ears. After being pulled out, even though they were dead objects, their last life force and undead fire were sacrificed together. Countless Twilight Army troops turned into bloody luster and rose into the sky. In the end, they were all refined into Haunting. The wisps of ghosts surrounding the big sword condensed into a sword with terrifying strength!
In the blink of an eye, dozens of mountain gods were wiped out.
For a moment, it was like a heavy rain hitting the thin roof, with constant loud noises. The outermost mountain meteorological defense was riddled with holes and disintegrated almost in an instant, and then the second and third layers were continuously breached. , Han Ying may not be able to surpass Fan Yi in swordsmanship, but he sacrificed too many souls with this sword, and almost half of the Twilight Legion's power is contained in this sword.
Everyone nodded.
A group of Makino Blood Riders turned around and looked at the scene where their companions were being sacrificed. Their faces turned pale. One of the Makino Blood Riders, who was at the level of a thousand captain, almost had his eye sockets bursting out. He roared angrily: "Swordsmith, you beast... If it were Tallinn How could the adults tolerate you doing such dirty things while you are still alive!"
…
The strong wind was raging on the top of the mountain. Senior Sister Yun and I stood side by side, with Yuanqiao's cloak flying behind us. Looking at the battle in the distance, he frowned and said: "With this fight, the weather in Siyue will only become weaker and weaker, and in this way, we will almost There is no chance, and all of them are not needed. The Nine Thrones only need to sacrifice less than half of the alien demon army to completely crush the Four Mountains."
"boom-"
"Junior brother."
At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the golden body of Dongyue Mountain Lord Yiping, extending from his face to his neck. He spit out a mouthful of blood, but his figure was majestic, and the mountain atmosphere was flowing all over his body, and he remained unmoved.
"Can."
"Not necessarily."
"You also want to be sacrificed?"
The result is as I expected.
Han Ying held a giant sword in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and said with a smile: "Twilight Army, attack!"
For a moment, the mountain forest was shaken. Countless troops originally belonging to Twilight Sword Tallin rushed out of the jungle. The mountains and plains were filled with level 355 mounted combat monsters, such as Makino Blood Cavalry and Fire Spirit Knight. Their crimson armors and swirling flames filled the area. The entire pioneer forest was dyed red. Just after Han Ying gave the order, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and countless monsters rushed towards the player camp.
The wind shouted low, the golden body buzzed, and the power continued to urge the valley. On the top of the mountains, the golden bodies of the mountain kings and mountain gods appeared, turning into wisps of mountain atmosphere and rushing to the aid of the white-clothed prime minister of Xiyue. , the entire Xuanyuan Empire was trembling, using the power of one country to resist the strange demons. In front of his eyes, as the mountain weather continued to collapse, Feng Buwen gritted his teeth, and the golden bodies of Mu Tiancheng, Guan Yang, and Yi Ping behind him also They kept trembling, and further away, the mountain gods whose golden bodies were about to collapse were desperate, destroying their cultivation before death, exploding their golden bodies, and constantly repairing the mountain atmosphere that was split by the sword energy.
Senior Sister Yun opened her red lips lightly, looked at the battlefield in the distance with her beautiful eyes, and said: "Junior brother, if you observe carefully, you will find that every sacrifice of life on these thrones has a price."
In the blink of an eye, dozens of mountain gods were wiped out.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of mountain gods were wiped out.
She nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."
"In that case, kneel down and receive the sword!"
"Grass… "
The voice of Lin Hai, the shadow of death, came from the clouds, and then a blood-red light flew out of the clouds and fell on Han Ying, making the swordsmith seem to be a different person for an instant, with Gaining absolute control over the rules of death, he raised the sword blade, his eyes glowed with a reddish luster, looked down at all living beings, and shouted in a low voice: "Sacrifice - warriors of the Twilight Legion, your death will create the final chapter of the Holy Demon Legion." Glory, come on!!”
"Be on full alert!"
"What price?"
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
The earth trembled, and the mountains' air flow flowed. In the distance, the air luck of countless rivers in the Xuanyuan Empire was also pulled by the Xiyue Mountain Monarch, turning into wisps of green trickle that lingered around the mountains in the sky, forming a landscape of mountains and rivers. The stable pattern, without even hearing it, is like putting on an indestructible ancient armor for Lishan.
"In that case, kneel down and receive the sword!"
Less than half an hour later, Han Ying, the swordsmith who was sitting on the throne, was at the height of the sun, and his body was surrounded by wisps of luck. He slowly raised his sword and said with a smile: "It should be... almost done, right? In that case, let's do it again. Bar!"
"Can."
The sword light surged and soared into the sky!
"knew."
"Death Luck."
Further away, the positions of guilds such as Shinhwa, Fenglinhuoshan, and Wuji were also filled with encouraging voices from leader-level players. At this time, every leader was the soul figure in the battlefield, supporting the cornerstone of the human battlefield. They existence is indispensable.
At the foot of the mountain, after a while, the Orc Legion's attack came to an end, and all of them had been reduced to players' experience points.
Another throne rose. On the throne, sat a king with sword energy flowing all over his body and carrying a huge sword box behind him. It was the sword maker Han Ying. He smiled slightly: "Lord Fan Yi, let me follow you." Can the four mountains of the human race compete with each other?"
In the air, the body of the sword maker Han Ying slowly rose up. Countless sparks surrounded the sword, and there were even wisps of undead fire drawn from the earth. He ignored the curses of the remaining troops of the Twilight Legion and just looked ahead. The North Lishan Mountain raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "When I was traveling in Middle-earth when I was young, I once wanted to join a sword sect. However, you humans looked down on others. This matter... can be said to be such an endless hatred. It’s expired, so this sword is not only a sword from the Holy Demon Army, but also a sword filled with hatred from my sword maker, wait... are you ready to take the sword?"
Fan Yi smiled and disappeared into the clouds, with only the remaining power of the throne still lingering in the air.
She said faintly: "Lin Hai refined the elements of the world on the altar of death and cultivated the legendary destiny of death. It is the blessing of these destiny of death that allows the throne to have the ability to withdraw the lives of others and sacrifice the sword. Therefore, although the damage to the four mountains of the human race is not small, the thrones cannot draw unlimited swords, so you have to be patient."
"Mountains, hold on to me!"
She said faintly: "Lin Hai refined the elements of the world on the altar of death and cultivated the legendary destiny of death. It is the blessing of these destiny of death that allows the throne to have the ability to withdraw the lives of others and sacrifice the sword. Therefore, although the damage to the four mountains of the human race is not small, the thrones cannot draw unlimited swords, so you have to be patient."
"knew."
"Not necessarily."
Kamei frowned slightly: "It's completely out of line with common sense."
"knew."
The earth trembled, and the mountains' air flow flowed. In the distance, the air luck of countless rivers in the Xuanyuan Empire was also pulled by the Xiyue Mountain Monarch, turning into wisps of green trickle that lingered around the mountains in the sky, forming a landscape of mountains and rivers. The stable pattern, without even hearing it, is like putting on an indestructible ancient armor for Lishan.
She nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."
"Asshole..."
"Squeak~~~"
I continued to frown and look into the distance. In any case, this battle has already been quite unfavorable to the human race. Senior Sister Yun may not know that the rules of infinite monster spawning will not change. As long as the heart of Shadow of Death Lin Hai is dark enough and dark enough. If he is ruthless, he will definitely be able to crush the four mountains. At that time, the human race will lose the four mountains, and the real disaster will come.
"Junior brother."
"knew."
The strong wind was raging on the top of the mountain. Senior Sister Yun and I stood side by side, with Yuanqiao's cloak flying behind us. Looking at the battle in the distance, he frowned and said: "With this fight, the weather in Siyue will only become weaker and weaker, and in this way, we will almost There is no chance, and all of them are not needed. The Nine Thrones only need to sacrifice less than half of the alien demon army to completely crush the Four Mountains."
The sword light surged and soared into the sky!
…
Another throne rose. On the throne, sat a king with sword energy flowing all over his body and carrying a huge sword box behind him. It was the sword maker Han Ying. He smiled slightly: "Lord Fan Yi, let me follow you." Can the four mountains of the human race compete with each other?"
At the bottom of the mountain, the players raised their heads and looked at what was happening in the sky in shock. Qing Deng frowned: "Is this a decisive battle? Are you not going to give others a chance to spawn monsters? Is this a big move?"
In the blink of an eye, dozens of mountain gods were wiped out.
…
…
At the foot of Lishan Mountain, countless orcs wailed. Not only did they witness the souls of millions of their kind being ripped away and their precious lives sacrificed to Fan Yi's sword, they also witnessed their own king Lian Fan Yi's sword. Unable to stop him, he became a victim of the alien demon army's attack on the four mountains of the human race, and died an extremely humiliating death.
Less than half an hour later, Han Ying, the swordsmith who was sitting on the throne, was at the height of the sun, and his body was surrounded by wisps of luck. He slowly raised his sword and said with a smile: "It should be... almost done, right? In that case, let's do it again. Bar!"
…
…
"Squeak~~~"
Lin Xi looked solemn and silent. She had no choice. The battle between the throne and the Four Mountains was indeed beyond the reach of ordinary players. There was nothing she could do.
For a moment, it was like a heavy rain hitting the thin roof, with constant loud noises. The outermost mountain meteorological defense was riddled with holes and disintegrated almost in an instant, and then the second and third layers were continuously breached. , Han Ying may not be able to surpass Fan Yi in swordsmanship, but he sacrificed too many souls with this sword, and almost half of the Twilight Legion's power is contained in this sword.
At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the golden body of Dongyue Mountain Lord Yiping, extending from his face to his neck. He spit out a mouthful of blood, but his figure was majestic, and the mountain atmosphere was flowing all over his body, and he remained unmoved.
She nodded with a smile and said, "That's right."
On the top of Lishan Mountain, Feng Buwen thrust his sword forward and said lightly: "Just draw the sword."
"Humph, a bunch of trash."
A group of Makino Blood Riders turned around and looked at the scene where their companions were being sacrificed. Their faces turned pale. One of the Makino Blood Riders, who was at the level of a thousand captain, almost had his eye sockets bursting out. He roared angrily: "Swordsmith, you beast... If it were Tallinn How could the adults tolerate you doing such dirty things while you are still alive!"
On the throne, Fan Yi looked around, and suddenly a great terror shrouded the world, making a group of orc warriors frightened. Fan Yi even sneered: "Continue to attack Lishan, otherwise, you will suffer the same fate. "