The setting sun at dusk shines on the sand dunes, dotted with a faint crimson color. The blood ants moving on the sand still do not stop. They have only one goal, and that is to kill dozens of people wearing the uniforms of Sanwang Palace disciples. And the girl in the black dress killed.
From the first moment of noon to the current first moment of You hour, all members of the Raptor Sky Breaking Team and dozens of Sanwang Palace disciples led by Xiao Yuying resisted the crazy blood ant swarm for more than three hours.
The bright red blood gradually gathered into a "stream" and gradually dried up in the gravel, or seeped under the gravel.
Of course, these blood stains are basically from the crazy blood ant colony. It can be seen that the blood ants that died in their hands are like the gravel on the ground, countless.
With Lin Diao, the formation master, there was no way to use the quicksand vortex of the crazy blood ants, because he had long used formations to isolate the sand under his feet. This was also the main reason for the heavy losses of the blood ants.
Without the quicksand vortex as their trump card, the tip of the spear was undoubtedly broken, and the crazy blood ant colony could only rely on their numerical advantage to consume them alive.
Secondly, there are a lot of people in the Sanwang Palace, and with the key combat power of the Raptor Sky Breaking Team, they can completely resist the attack of the blood ants in rotation.
Even if they had a short rest, it could not stop the endless attacks of the crazy blood ants. No matter how many blood ants they killed, they could never scare away the remaining blood ants.
If this goes on for a long time, there is only one result waiting for them, which is to fight to the last moment and be dragged to death by the crazy blood ants.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Diao shouted to the green-haired one-eyed man beside him: "Brother, there are too many crazy blood ant colonies. I think we should withdraw first."
The green-haired one-eyed man looked around and saw a blood-red "ocean". Apparently, they had been surrounded by blood ants.
Goshawk held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the blood beads on the sword slid down along the edge of the sword. His face was covered with beads of sweat, and he said: "Now, we can only fight a bloody path, otherwise we will not be able to leave here."
The Jayhawk took off the wine bottle from his waist, drank a few sips on his back, and then threw the wine bottle to the Goshawk not far away, and suggested: "The Goshawk and I will open the way in front, and the Eagle Brother and Lin Diao will be responsible for protecting San Wang." People in the palace, watch the blood ants on the wings, the red-bellied eagle and the gray-faced vulture behind the palace."
The green-haired one-eyed flying eagle nodded and said: "The matter has come to this, and there is no other better way. We can only take one step at a time."
He never expected that the crazy blood ants would be so difficult to deal with. It only mattered in large numbers. The most important thing was that they were not afraid of death. No matter how many blood ants Feijiu and others killed, they could not scare other blood ants at all. His actions have always been consistent, and his firm will has never wavered.
another place
Ziyang, Qiu Qianqian, Hua Yao, Pei Yuan, Zhufeng, Xiaohai, and Fei Xiaoyuan had just walked out of the battlefield when Dou Kuai's sharp eyes locked on them.
To be precise, it was Zi Yang, Qiu Qianqian, and Hua Yao. As for Pei Yuan, he didn't even look at them.
Qiliang turned his head and glanced outside the battlefield, and found that Doukui's figure had disappeared, leaving only Qiong Wenhuan and Feijie in the distance.
He had also heard a little bit about Doukui's power. Once he was allowed to join the battle quietly, it would be an almost devastating blow to them.
So, while looking for Doukui, he reminded Qilong and others loudly: "I don't know where Doukui went, so be careful."
Qi Long was tall and hurriedly looked outside the battlefield, just in time to see Doukui chasing Zi Yang and others.
Because of the obstruction of the crazy demon cow, he could not get away to stop Doukui, so he could only place his hope on Qiliang: "Qiliang, hurry up and deal with Xian Qingfeng to protect the young master and the others. Doukui rushed towards them. "
Qiliang hurriedly urged the Spirit Clan disciples and the surrounding Ghost Sect disciples: "Quick, quick, quick, Xian Qingfeng is at the end of his strength, let's work harder and eliminate him in one fell swoop."
"Zi Yang! Oh no! The man named Doukui is coming after him." Zhufeng said slightly panicked, holding Xiao Hai in his arms and Fei Xiaoyuan lying on his back.
"This way, Qi Long and the others will be much safer." Zi Yang looked at Pei Yuan and the others beside him and said, "Zhu Feng, take them away quickly. Pei Yuan, Hua Yao, Qian Qian, let's escape separately."
"Take care, I'll take the first step." Zhufeng Phantom opened its wings, and in the blink of an eye, Xiao Hai and Fei Xiaoyuan disappeared into the sand.
Of course, with Phantom Tianyi around, he was not afraid of Doukui. He hid in the distance with the two little guys, watching the direction in which Ziyang and the others were leaving.
After Pei Yuan and Hua Yao left, Qiu Qianqian was the only one left beside Ziyang.
Ziyang looked back at Doukui who was chasing after him, and shouted at her: "Why are you following me? Leave quickly!"
Qiu Qianqian blinked slightly and said sweetly: "What did you call me just now?"
"Stop asking so many questions and leave quickly!" At this time of life and death, he didn't bother to answer her and kept urging her to leave.
Qiu Qianqian frowned slightly and said stubbornly: "I don't! If you don't answer, I won't leave. At worst, I'll die with you, and I'm willing to die with you."
Ziyang scolded angrily: "Qianqian, Qianqian, Qianqian! Do you hear me clearly now?"
Qiu Qianqian nodded with great satisfaction: "I like you to call me Qianqian, and you can only call me that in the future."
Zi Yang suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her, and the latter looked at him with blank eyes and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Zi Yang held her cheeks with both hands, kissed her gently on her fair and smooth forehead, and said, "Promise me, don't look back, and separate from me here, okay?"
Qiu Qianqian clutched his palm with both hands, tears shining brightly in her beautiful eyes, and choked up: "You must also promise me to live a good life."
"Okay. If you don't want me to die, then leave quickly. I'll wait until you are far away before I leave." Zi Yang slowly took out his palm and said extremely gently.
"I'm going! I'm going!" Qiu Qianqian nodded obediently and ran away briskly.
Zi Yang stood quietly, looking at the charming figure and smiling slightly, until the enchanting figure was completely obscured by the desert sand.
Doukui's figure quietly appeared behind him, but he looked indifferent, with no intention of running away, because he knew that whether Doukui was chasing him or chasing Qiu Qianqian, one of them would definitely Death, not even the two of them could escape his murderous hands.
Instead of spending the rest of his life in grief and self-blame, it would be better to choose the simplest method, sacrifice himself and let her live, so that he would not feel the pain.
Zi Yang smiled and opened his arms, took one last look at the setting sun, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.
The battlefield between the two major sects of the Ghost Sect Spirit Clan
Qiliang teamed up with hundreds of disciples from the Ghost Sect Spirit Clan and severely injured Xian Qingfeng. Unfortunately, he escaped in the end.
boom!
Wu Wei did not know how many times he chopped in the formation, and finally he split the large formation set up by Lu Yu. He held a broad-bladed knife with flashing purple light and flew in the direction of Feijie and Qiong Wenhuan.
The Crazy Demonic Bull jumped up and fled the battlefield. After several jumps, he was already standing behind Feijie.
As the three of them stopped, the formation contest between Qiong Wenhuan and Jia Juesheng came to an end. The two of them could be said to be evenly matched, each with their own merits. No one hurt the other, and no one interfered with the battlefield.
Qiong Wenhuan, Xian Qingfeng, Feijie, Wuwei and Crazy Demon Niu turned around and left, but the disciples of the two major sects did not pursue them.
Although the powerful enemy was repelled through the joint efforts between the two sects, they were not in any better condition and needed urgent rest and treatment for the injured disciples.
Especially the disciples of the Ghost Sect. Although their number of casualties was not high this time, they lost no less than hundreds of ancient corpses, most of which were destroyed by Xian Qingfeng and Crazy Demon Niu.
You must know that the ancient corpse is the life of the disciples of the Ghost Sect. Without the ancient corpse, it is equivalent to losing hands and feet, and the combat power will definitely be greatly reduced.
This time they managed to defeat Qiong Wenhuan and others, but next time without the ancient corpse, they would have to fight the enemy in close combat, which was not much different from killing them.
If Xian Qingfeng was allowed to recover from his injuries, these more than a hundred ghost sect disciples would die tragically under his sword within a few moments.
This war seemed to be a great victory between the Ghost Sect and the Spirit Clan, but Qiong Wenhuan, Xian Qingfeng, Doukui, Feijie, and Wuwei were still intact. In the long run, the disciples of the two sects lost. .
After the war, most of the people sat tiredly on the sand. Anyway, Qiong Wenhuan and others retreated, and they could finally take a breath.
"Zi Yang, Zi Yang, Hua Yao, Pei Yuan, strange, where have these people gone?" Jia Juesheng shouted several times in the crowd. Seeing that no one responded, he walked towards Qilong with doubts. .
At this moment, Qilong, regardless of his own injuries, was summoning the Ghost Sect disciples who could still fight, saying: "Qiliang, you stay and take care of the injured Ghost Sect disciples, the others will follow me."
Qiliang slapped his palms with his folding fan, looked at the disciples of the Ghost Sect who followed Qilong, and said: "Qilong, Doukui is extremely powerful and has amazing fighting power. You must be more careful."
Qi Long said nothing. He casually wiped the blood on his forehead, led more than fifty disciples of the Ghost Sect in the Reincarnation Realm, and walked in the direction where Fei Xiaoyuan and others left.
Jia Juesheng saw Qilong's hurried expression and hurried over, asking, "Qilong, where are you going? Also, why are Ziyang and the others missing?"
Qi Long grabbed Jia Juesheng's wrist and said, "Jia Juesheng, you came just in time, I was just about to tell you about this matter."
"Just now I saw that the war was getting tense, so I advised Ziyang and the others to take the young master and leave first. Who knows, they were targeted by Doukui, and I was about to lead the disciples of the Ghost Sect to rescue them."
When Jia Juesheng heard this, his face changed with shock, and he said anxiously: "Isn't this nonsense? How can any of them be Dou Kui's opponents? How long has it been since this happened?"
Qilong held his hand and said as he walked: "Just now, it was less than half a quarter of an hour. If we chase them now, we should be able to catch up with them."
Jia Juesheng thought for a while and said, "No! They can't beat Doukui, so they won't stay together stupidly. I think we should go find them separately."
"Okay! You and I will each take half of the Ghost Sect disciples. Once we find their traces, we will send someone to contact them immediately." Qi Long agreed immediately without even thinking about it.
However, before Jia Juesheng could nod, the sand beneath his feet began to shake slightly.
