"Woo...hiss..."
A hoarse and unpleasant sound came from the jade flute engraved with cloud patterns in Xin Zhuo's hand. It was not on a whim that he took out a jade flute and made it arty. Even if it was arty, it would not be appropriate here, and foreigners might not be able to appreciate it.
The jade flute was left by Zhao Yizhu.
He has carried it with him all these years.
There still seems to be Zhao Yizhu's unique and otherworldly fragrance remaining in Xiaozhong. This is not important. What is important is that when the jade flute is played, it can attract a strange breath from heaven and earth, soothing fatigue, anxiety and boiling blood. .
Even the most arrogant person will calm down after blowing on it a few times.
He discovered it right away.
This Xiao has completely different functions from the [Nine Ring Jade Purifying Bottle].
One day has passed since he defeated the more than 130 alien saints. He has killed countless ordinary aliens. To be honest, he is exhausted at this moment. The plan of those aliens to consume him all the time is actually correct.
Half an hour ago, he tried to grab the sacrificial spirit.
Distance to the entry point: 99/100.
Just a little short of it, the amount of Qi required for the last stage of accumulation is ridiculously terrifying.
This last bit might require one to fight a saint? two? Or kill more than 100,000 ordinary aliens?
"Boom..."
The endless alien race surrounded them again, getting closer and closer, and you could already see the sweat on the gray and black faces of a group of men with horns.
"call out……"
The barbarian Xue Xing and twenty foreign middle-level human saints also surrounded them from high in the sky, their momentum was as majestic as the sea, and their killing intent was overwhelming.
There are only twenty-one people instead of the more than one hundred. It is self-evident what it means - try his current strength to see if it has weakened.
"..."
Xin Zhuo stopped playing the flute, carefully put Xiao Di into his arms, then held the euphorbia next to him tightly, and stood up with some staggering. When he stood up, it seemed that all the fatigue in his body was gone, his eyes were deep and his back was straight. , upright.
Never take a step back!
No wavering!
The monstrous murderous intent and blood energy are not even comparable to the twenty-one alien saints in the sky who are preparing to test.
"..."
The twenty-one alien saints and the sea-like aliens were suddenly stunned by this simple action, and their approach was full of caution and fear.
"Master!"
A woman's voice of grief, anger and grief could be heard faintly in the distance.
Xin Zhuo looked over in surprise, was stunned for a moment, and then said in a decisive and calm tone: "Leave! Go tell the human race, tell the people of the world that the alien race is powerful, but you must have an unyielding heart. The alien race wants to destroy me." It is never easy to form a clan, Baizu Yuan’s small formation is here, and I, Xin Zhuoyong, am here!”
Well, this level should be enough!
…
"...Baizuyuan's small formation is here, and I, Xin Zhuoyong, am here!"
Sai Qingzhu, Zhang Baili and Han Qiniang looked at the blood-stained face, the resolute and profound eyes, even though they were exhausted, they could not be insulted by anyone, but they could suppress the sun and the moon with overwhelming determination.
This look cannot be blasphemed or persuaded.
The hearts of a group of people were trembling and their minds were swaying.
How strong a belief does a person have to achieve this?
There were more tears on his face.
"call!"
Among the alien races that could not be seen to the end, there was an alien saint queen realm master with a terrifying aura, waving his sleeves, and thirty alien saints rushed over with ferocious murderous intent.
"Walk!"
Zhang Baili gritted his teeth and gave Han Qiniang a hand.
But they found Sai Qingzhu flying straight towards Xin Zhuo with tears in his eyes.
"Miss Sai Qingzhu, are you crazy?" Zhang Baili stopped her and was furious, "How can you rush into such a battle? You will die in one breath, and you will die in vain!"
Sai Qingzhu said angrily: "Whatever this girl wants to do, it has nothing to do with you, get out of here!"
"Qingzhu, don't be impulsive, you won't be able to rush through!"
Han Qiniang took a deep breath and grabbed Sai Qingzhu: "Let's go!"
A group of people held Sai Qingzhu tightly and roared away into the distance. They were already far away from the aliens and they ran with all their strength so that they would not be caught.
Half an hour later, as expected, the terrifying number of aliens gave up and turned back!
But a group of people didn't dare to stay and went straight to Devil Ya's small formation.
When I arrived at the place nearly ten hours later, I still couldn't calm down. I raised my eyes and glanced at the small formation, and then they all froze on the spot.
I saw that the "Devil's Ya" small formation collapsed into the ground, and the river under the cliff turned red. There was no human warrior in the small formation, and the black and strange-looking aliens were facing corpses in the ruins. Last hit.
The "Devil's Small Formation"...is broken!
"Woo——"
A strange horn sound suddenly sounded, and the densely packed aliens in the ruins, led by more than a dozen alien saints, swept towards them.
The group of people had no choice but to grit their teeth and flee away again, feeling extremely depressed in their hearts.
Along the way, we encountered villages, towns and cities, and we found that houses collapsed, city walls were broken, and everything was in shambles. People's corpses were scattered all over the place, and earthly jewels were scattered all over the streets. It would not be an exaggeration to describe them as "hell on earth".
"The calamity of the human race..."
A group of people lamented in their hearts, very sad.
"Boom..."
The rain was pouring down, and the rain seemed to be bitter and cold.
The aliens were still chasing behind them, and a group of people were at a loss and just trying to escape.
Crossing a big mountain here, suddenly three figures passed through the vast rain curtain and rushed toward us. They were all human saints. One of them looked at it and said in a deep voice: "Where do you retreat from the small formation?"
Zhang Baili immediately shouted: "Devil Ya Xiaozhen!"
The three people approached quickly, and one of them, a middle-aged human saint, bowed his hands and said in a helpless and sad voice: "The Jiusihai formation was broken. The human warriors were killed and injured, and the remaining ones retreated north."
Zhang Baili and Sai Qingzhu were stunned, and then their bodies trembled violently.
Han Qiniang asked with difficulty: "When...?"
The middle-aged man said sagely: "Today at Chenshi! The Jiusihai formation was broken. The ancestors took the remaining people to the north, and the aliens were hot on their heels. The ancestors asked us to pass through the gaps between the aliens and risk our lives to search for them. The surviving human masters go to Duanshan Kingdom together!
At midnight last night, Lord Jiusi Hai had been ordered to lead a group of human saints to retreat to the Duanshan Kingdom, and use the nearby Eight Holy Lands Cave Tianshan Gate as a formation to redefine their defenses. They could still resist there! "
Han Qiniang asked in a trembling voice: "What should we do with the billions of mortals along the way?"
The middle-aged Saint Master was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Han's question is heartbreaking!"
There are billions of people in this world, how can we take them all away? It would be heartbreaking to answer or not.
Seeing a group of people speechless, the middle-aged saint asked again: "Everyone has been traveling along, do you know where there are saints?"
Sai Qingzhu said with a sigh: "Baizhongyuan Xinzhuo!"
"Xin Zhuo is not dead yet?"
The three middle-aged saints were surprised.
Zhang Baili said bitterly: "Not only is he not dead, the Baizuyuan Formation has not been broken yet!"
"This...how did he do it?"
The three middle-aged saints suddenly felt horrified and quickly asked: "Why don't you let him give up and come together?"
Han Qiniang said coldly: "He was alone and attracted dozens of aliens, nearly two hundred alien saints, and more than 10 million aliens to besiege him!"
The three middle-aged saints were numb and dumbfounded. In this situation, they did not have the courage to get close. They murmured: "No wonder there are many fewer foreign races in southern Xinjiang than imagined. How special is Xin Zhuo..."
"Let's go!"
A group of people were helpless and helpless. The aliens behind them were approaching. After a moment of hesitation, they had no choice but to flee.
The middle-aged saint flew across the room, carved words with his hand, burned incense and transmitted messages, and headed straight to the north.
…
The heavy rain poured down, and the muddy official roads, dense forests, and rivers were all densely packed with mortals migrating north, and those who were eligible to migrate were all princes and nobles among mortals.
Panic, fear, and helplessness filled everyone's hearts.
"Buzz——"
Rain swirled high in the sky, dark clouds rolled, and countless vast figures flew straight to the north.
Countless people below hurriedly knelt down and asked for help in pain: "Wu Xianren bless you! Wu Xianren bless you..."
In the sky, there are the second building owner, Holy King Yuheng, Holy King Tianxuan, Ye Feiying, Jiang Wen and other ancestors and tens of thousands of elite warriors.
Today, the Jiusihai Formation was shattered, and the foreign masters from behind were chasing them all the way. There was no hope for the southern frontier, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away, and they had no choice but to move north.
At this moment, looking at the countless human beings below, the Yuheng Saint King Murong Jingfeng and others were filled with bitterness and could not say a word.
It's not that everyone is cold-blooded, but they just stay to help, and they may be caught up by the aliens, which will only increase casualties and is of no use.
If the Martial Immortal is here, the human race still has hope. If the Martial Immortal is gone, the human race will never be able to turn around!
At this time, Tiangai of the Tianshu Holy Dynasty suddenly looked at the ripples in the air in front of him, his face changed slightly, and he said in a vicissitudes of voice: "The formation of Baizu Yuan has not been broken yet, Xin Zhuo is still there, he alone attracted dozens of foreign races, more than a hundred A foreign saint and more than 10 million foreigners are attacking, and they will not retreat until they fight to the death!"
A group of ancestors from all sides around him looked at him fiercely, with unconcealable shock on their faces.
At first, I thought that if Xin Zhuo, one man and one dog, rushed to the ten alien races, he would die without any chance...
No need to ask how he did it, he did it after all!
After experiencing life-and-death bloody battles and helplessness against foreign races, when a group of ancestors heard about this incident, to be honest, it was impossible not to have any feelings!
They even abandon all selfishness, leaving only bitterness and guilt.
"My son..."
Jiang Wen turned back and looked towards the south. It was difficult for him to describe what he was feeling at this moment. He just remembered for a moment that this child was his own.
"well……"
A group of ancestors turned around and bowed their hands one after another.
This boy deserves a gift.
(End of chapter)
