Big chapter!

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Immortal Luo Tian came forward with tears of joy and paid homage: "Chang Sun Kong pays homage to you, senior."

Gu Shuo stretched out his hand to help each other, and then said to the monks in the corridor: "Everyone, please disperse, I have to deal with some human affairs."

City Lord Sun and others all left one after another, each one whispering: "The centaurs, wolves, gophers and multi-armed tribe are in trouble."

Other monks also shook their heads: "Who would have thought that a human race would suddenly break through the Great Luo Jinxian? We haven't had the Great Luo Jinxian here yet.

hiss……

This Gu Shuo shouldn’t be from Suizhou, right?”

"Probably not. But he probably isn't from Shangzhou either."

"That's true, which monk would go to a state inferior to his own to break through Daluo Jinxian? This Gu Shuo should be from Xiazhou. His qualifications and talents are quite strong!"

"Whatever, they didn't offend him anyway, so we just watch the fun."

"Yes! Watch the fun!"

inside the room.

Gu Shuo listened to Chang Sun Kong's story and felt that the problem was not big. Although in Chang Sun Kong's view, the human race in Suizhou had reached the point of dire straits, in Gu Shuo's view, it was not serious. He had traveled to more than a hundred states, more than here.

There are at least five serious states. And the most important thing is that I am now a Da Luo Jinxian, but there is no Da Luo Jinxian in Suizhou.

That itself is a dimensionality reduction blow.

"Walk!"

Gu Shuo left with Chang Sun Kong, and countless golden immortals in Wanzu City were paying attention. Then after seeing Gu Shuo leaving the city, he sacrificed a small immortal boat and carried Chang Sun Kong away through the sky.

"Boom boom boom..."

The human army was attacked by the four-race coalition and was constantly forced to retreat. Every step back meant countless human blood sacrifices. More four-race coalition forces surrounded them from both sides. High in the sky, it was the battlefield of high-level monks.

, bodies fall from high altitudes from time to time.

"Qiang..."

There was a mighty sword cry, and then pieces of flesh flew everywhere. A strong shock wave spread out, forcing the golden immortals fighting in the sky to retreat. They were shocked to see a golden immortal from the gopher clan being chopped into pieces.

, the stumps and pieces of flesh were scattered like rain.

Then they saw an immortal boat. There was a human monk standing on the deck of the immortal boat, holding a strange immortal sword in his hand.

It was black and white, and there were two eyes on the tip of the sword, as if staring at them.

Gu Shuo struck out with his sword again.

The sky seemed to turn dark, and even Gu Shuo's figure disappeared into the darkness. The power of destruction spread rapidly toward a multi-armed golden immortal, threatening to devour him.

Jade Flower Sword!

"kill!"

Bloody waves surged in the sky and on the ground, and the human race began to fight back. With Gu Shuo's participation, the golden immortals were continuously killed, and the golden immortals who were not killed also fled one after another.

From this moment on, the human race began a comprehensive counterattack.

Gu Shuo did not leave all the victory or defeat of the war to himself, he only killed the four golden immortals and left the rest to the human race.

In the bloody battle, the human race is fighting sleeplessly against the allied forces of the four races.

When Gu Shuo appeared and continuously killed the golden immortals of the four tribes one by one, causing the four tribes to collapse from the realm of golden immortals, it brought hope to the human race and also brought the anger of revenge to the human race.

Under the vast sky, nearly ten million monks gathered together, like two huge rollers colliding. The rollers shattered and turned into countless large and small legions, clashing in disorder and chaos amidst the sky-high fireworks.

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Then this huge battlefield began to crack, cracking into countless small battlefields like fragments. The allied forces of the four races began to retreat, retreating in all directions in an orderly manner, and the humans began to chase and kill in all directions.

Magical powers flying around, screams, running, fear, hatred...

Every monk's mind was empty, and no one could remember anything specific.

In which direction, I don’t know. They are just fighting and chasing instinctively, without knowing where they are. The army of nearly ten million has become a scattered tiny battlefield, and there is an extremely long distance between them.

They couldn't see each other at such a distance, and even the sound disappeared.

Of course, there is still a main force on this broken battlefield. Gu Shuo is high in the sky, riding a flying boat, chasing the main force of the four tribes' coalition forces, and the main force of the human army is below his immortal boat.

The allied forces of the four races only felt that the human race put unprecedented pressure on them. They could no longer condense into a whole. The fear in the hearts of each monk gathered together, forming chaos from within. However, the main force of the human race was in the eyes of every monk.

They all burst out with extreme ferocity, and their ferocious emotions caused them to burst out with huge lethality. They all forgot the fear of death, and only one word remained in their hearts.

kill!

Spreading from the main battlefield to the boundless wilderness around, the sounds gradually became sparse, the huge legions turned into small battlefields, and the explosions of magical powers also became sparse.

The howls of fairy beasts resounded in the wilderness!

The rich smell of blood spread in the air with the wind, attracting bloodthirsty fairy beasts. The fairy beasts found the corpse and began to eat it. When they encountered the monks, they also howled and pounced on it.

The battlefield became even more chaotic.

A human team was plundering. This team originally had more than a hundred people, but after killing and killing, only twelve people were left. I don't know if they were scattered or dead.

The cultivation level of these twelve people is not high. They are all Earth Immortals, ranging from the early Earth Immortal stage to the late Earth Immortal stage. They cannot fly and can only run around on the ground.

But at this time, they were no longer running, not even running, they were walking. Everyone was covered in blood, with wounds of varying sizes, some of which exposed bones. The leader

The monk named Dong Yuan muttered nervously to himself as he walked forward:

"Is everyone okay? Are you okay? Why are we the only ones left, where are the others? We can't stop..."

A monk responded: "I... feel like my body is no longer my own, but I can still walk, so I should be fine..."

"Senior Brother Dong, should we stop to heal our wounds?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't stop, we keep walking and can still stay awake. I'm afraid that once we stop to heal, we will faint and die."

"Did we... win?"

Dong Yuan looked around: "I don't know, I don't know."

Then he added: "Everyone should take the Yuan Dan and the Healing Pill first, but don't stop. Let's heal while walking. Although this is not very effective, it can keep them awake..."

"Bang!" A monk fell to the ground.

Dong Yuan turned around stiffly, his eyes a little numb and distracted, but he still walked to the monk who fell on the ground, squatted down, took out the Huiyuan Pill and the Healing Pill and stuffed them into his mouth, and then

He slapped the monk twice.

"Wake up, wake up! Get up and keep walking, you can't sleep..."

"You will die if you lie down like this."

The monk opened his eyes a little.

"Pa bang..."

Dong Yuan slapped him twice again, and then tried his best to help him stand up: "Let's go, let's not stop."

The twelve people walked forward again, but did not meet the four monks. They walked like this for about a quarter of an hour. The monk who was being supported said weakly:

"Brother, let's take a rest first? It's no longer possible. Let's bandage the wound, otherwise we will bleed to death..."

The strong wind howled, carrying a strong smell of blood that made your nose choke even if you took a breath.

Dong Yuan looked at his companions in the strong wind. The wounds of each companion were bleeding continuously. If this continued, they would really bleed to death.

"Okay, let's rest and heal. Remember, no sleeping is allowed. Let's help each other bandage the wounds first..."

The twelve people were divided into six pairs and began to help each other bandage the wounds. Things that had been easy in the past had now become difficult, and the hands holding the bandages were shaking constantly.

"Hey...why are you poking me with your finger?"

"That's right... my hands are shaking..."

"fine……"

"Do you think we won this time?"

"I don't know, but that ancient senior is Daluo Jinxian, we should win, right?"

"Yes, that ancient senior is really powerful. Killing the Golden Immortal is like chopping melons and vegetables."

"So, we must have won, right?"

"Have our human race passed the disaster?"

The crowd's voices suddenly became silent, and the twelve monks turned their heads and looked in one direction. There were figures of people there, and then they came into view.

There were more than fifty monks from the multi-armed clan. Each monk also had wounds on his body. At this time, the more than fifty monks from the multi-armed clan also saw the twelve Dong Yuan people, and they stopped.

Dong Yuan put down the bandage in his hand, put one hand on the hilt of the fairy sword inserted beside him, and stood up with effort.

The wind is roaring!

The wind made Dong Yuan's clothes rustle, and the setting sun lengthened his shadow on the ground.
To be continued...