Humanity’s Great Sage Chapter 275: Save
Chuqing will go to Zhaori Mountain's people, which is expected. After all, they are the ones who are hunted down and cannot fight back. If they want to survive, this is the only choice.
However, according to Yiyi, the situation at Shenyin Palace is not very good, and the confrontation with Zhaori Mountain is at a disadvantage.
This makes Lu Ye a little puzzled. He has been pestering the people in Fenghuayuan and killed a large number of them. Logically speaking, Shenyin Palace only needs to deal with Zhaori Mountain. The strength is basically the same, why would Zhao Rishan have the advantage?
When he was in the valley before, Ji Yan from Shenyin Palace came to win him over, but he rejected him. At that time, he felt that instead of cooperating with people he didn't know well, he had to follow other people's orders and act alone. One person is better.
Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. If he had acted with the people from Shenyin Palace, he would never have gained as much as he has now.
The current situation is not good for Shenyin Palace. Once the Wanmoling side defeats Shenyin Palace, the Haotianmeng monks in Xianyuan City will have no way out.
Therefore, after pondering for a while, Lu Ye decided to meet up with the people from Shenyin Palace.
Now is not the time to fight alone.
After a stick of incense, Lu Ye and Ju Jia broke into the battle zone where the two forces clashed. There are more than a dozen streets in this area, which are all places where monks from both sides clash, and every room is full of murderous intentions. , no one knows if there are enemies hiding inside, if passing by nearby, maybe a few hostile monks will be killed from inside.
On a long street, several cultivators of the Haotian League fought and retreated. The ground they passed was stained red with blood, and there were corpses of their companions lying on the ground they passed.
The Wanmo Ridge monks chasing and killing them are more numerous and stronger than them. They have sent out a message for help, but their own side is already at a disadvantage, and everyone is being besieged, so who can come to rescue them.
A few people are also stubborn. Although they know that this is a bad time, they don't want to wait for their death. They just wait for the opportunity to drag the enemy to the end. However, the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge who chased and killed them obviously suffered from such losses, so they are very cautious. , will not approach easily, only consume with imperial weapons and spells, obviously intending to consume their spiritual power before killing them.
Seeing the enemy's plan, the few dared not delay any longer. They looked at each other, and under the command of the leader, they all rushed forward to kill.
The stream of light flickered, blood flew, and during the attack, two people fell down, and after a breath, two more fell down, and finally an eighth-level soldier was left to kill the enemy, and the spiritual weapon in his hand burst into dazzling light , smashing his head at the nearest Wanmo Ridge cultivator.
However, before his attack landed, a spell hit his chest, knocking him into the air.
Falling to the ground, the man was out of breath.
"Overestimating one's abilities!" On the side of Wanmo Ridge, the leading cultivator snorted coldly, holding his own spiritual weapon, he was about to step forward to end the soldier's life.
Only when he moved, he suddenly stopped and frowned, "What's the sound?"
The rumbling sound quickly approached from the side, and then the house on the side was knocked out of a big hole, and a tall figure blatantly rushed out of the hole.
Looking at this person, the leading monk from Wanmo Ridge exclaimed: "Giant armor!"
This guy obviously recognizes the giant armor.
Following the fluctuation of spiritual power, the giant armor who killed here looked left and right, and before he could figure out the situation, he was besieged by the group of monks from Wanmo Ridge.
He lowered his head, aimed at the enemy in a charging posture, stomped his feet, and rushed out, hitting him one after another, causing a halo to flash on his body.
The distance between each other quickly narrowed, and a group of monks from Wanmo Ridge scattered.
Before the monks of Wanmo Ridge got back together, there was a cry and the sound of pipa flicking, and then on the roofs around, the immortal guards appeared one by one, binding the spirits. Lock towards them as a hood.
The streamers of the imperial weapons came to kill them in a staggered manner, harvesting their lives. In just a short moment, this group of seven or eight monks from Wanmo Ridge were killed in pieces.
Lu Ye took back his imperial weapon and jumped off the roof. A group of spirits followed behind him, and came to the **** Haotianmeng monk to check his injuries.
A moment later, Lu Ye sighed in his heart, this man is hopeless, the injury is too serious.
At this moment, the eighth-level Bingxiu seemed to be returning to the light, his face was a little rosy, he looked at the ghosts around him in surprise, and then at Lu Ye and Ju Jia, his originally gray eyes lit up. Hope, raised his hand and grabbed Lu Ye's arm: "Go save someone!"
"Know."
Lu Ye nodded slightly.
The hand holding Lu Ye's arm fell down, and the vitality quickly dissipated from the soldier's body.
Yiyi cleaned the battlefield, and the giant armor came over with a monk from Wanmo Ridge who had lost the strength to resist, and held it up to Lu Ye.
Lu Ye looked at him, a little puzzled.
"You kill!" The giant armor buzzed.
"Kill yourself." Lu Ye thought he was making merit for himself.
As everyone knows, when Ju Jia followed Sima Yang in the past, in every battle, Ju Jia would charge forward and maim the enemy, and Sima Yang would reap the merits in the end.
Jujia scratched his head. Although he had killed some people in Fenghuayuan in a fit of madness before, at that time he was completely dominated by the anger in his heart, and he had no memory of it afterwards. Killing such things was a bit too much for him. strange.
But he is also a cultivator of the ninth level, and he has never killed an enemy before. It's not because he doesn't want to kill, but because Sima Yang doesn't want him to kill him.
After thinking for a while, he threw the cultivator from Wanmo Ridge in his hand on the ground, then raised his big foot, and under the horrified gaze of the other party, he stepped on his head.
As if the watermelon was trampled and burst, the scene was bloody.
Lu Ye glanced at him, said without saying anything, "Let's go."
Following the source of the fluctuation of spiritual power, he rescued two groups of monks from the Haotian League along the way. These people were all killed and scattered.
Under their guidance, after a stick of incense, Lu Ye finally arrived at the main battlefield where the two major forces were fighting.
All the houses nearby have been destroyed, and ruins and corpses of monks who died in battle can be seen everywhere.
There are only about a hundred monks headed by Shenyin Palace, and there are more than 150 monks headed by Zhaori Mountain on the other side. .
The number of people is half the difference. On the scene, the Haotian League side is obviously at a disadvantage. They are constantly being oppressed to retreat, and sometimes there are screams. The advantage is getting bigger and bigger.
In this situation, it can be said that the Haotian League is not far from being defeated.
But everyone is resisting, and no one is running away, because everyone knows that running away at this time will only make the situation worse. For a while, but the final result will only be broken one by one by Wanmo Ridge.
Even so, the Haotian League is only delaying the time of death.
The offensive at Wanmo Ridge was extremely ferocious and fierce, and they tried to organize several times of charge, but unfortunately they failed to break through the Haotian Union's defense line.
It's not that they don't know that they should fight steadily at this time. In such a situation, as long as the Wanmo Ridge side stays steady, they can slowly consume the enemy. After all, the gap in numbers cannot be smoothed out.
That's what they did before.
But since the people from Fenghuayuan came together and brought a piece of news, Wanmo Ridge's offensive has become fierce. They want to defeat the Haotian Union's front line in the shortest possible time to prevent any changes.
The accident came after all. Just when the two sides were fighting to the brim, there was a cry, and an invisible impact permeated the four directions, making the offensive of many monks in Wanmo Ridge slightly stagnant.
The suppressed Haotianmeng monks who were completely at a disadvantage instantly lost their pressure and took advantage of the situation to counterattack.
At the same time, ghosts appeared one by one, and the spirit binding lock was released.
Caught off guard, the Wanmo Ridge side suffered a big loss. Nearly ten people were locked up on the spot and then killed.
At the Haotian Union, many monks followed the source of the voice, and they were all pleasantly surprised.
Because they saw a tall figure over there.
"It's a giant armor!"
"The **** Sima Yang is finally here, and he doesn't look too stupid!"
Sounds of exclamation came out, it seemed that the arrival of the giant armor made the monks of the Haotian League feel more at ease. At a critical moment, suddenly there is such a powerful body repairer on our side, so it is natural to be able to stabilize people's hearts.
Aside from other things, with the Giant Armor, it is not that easy to rush to the battle at Wanmo Ridge.
But what puzzled them even more was how the giant armor stood with a group of spirit bodies. Those spirit bodies looked like their own helpers, because they were attacking the people in Wanmo Ridge.
Besides, the one standing with the giant armor who is performing the Fire Dragon Art doesn't seem to be Sima Yang...
In the crowd, Ji Yan heaved a sigh of relief.
Before this~IndoMTL.com~he tried many times to win over Sima Yang and Jujia, but all failed. Yang was imprisoned in the dungeon of Xianyuan City, without him making the decision, how could Ji Yan promise Sima Yang any benefits?
From the looks of it now, Sima Yang is quite knowledgeable and knows that he should come to help.
He also saw the spirit bodies around the giant armor, although he was puzzled, but now is not the time to explore, since those spirit bodies are attacking Wanmo Ridge, they are his helpers.
On the other side, in the Wanmo Ridge camp, a young man looked sternly towards the place where the spirits were, and looked at Lu Ye who was performing the Fire Dragon Art. This man was Qi Ming, the guardian of Zhaori Mountain.
"This is the Jade Blood Sect Lu Yiye?" Qi Ming frowned.
"Yes." Chu Qing, who was standing beside Qi Ming, gritted her teeth and responded.
"So many of you were killed by him?" Qi Ming said in a dissatisfied tone.
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