Chapter 3764 Full Retreat

"Yuan Gu, with the fighting power shown by the stars in the blood prison, we have to prepare early!"

If the Tartary Buckwheat confidence was 100% before, then after getting this blood prison pass information, it is only 90%, and there can be no mistakes.

"Give me an order to recall the remaining strong men in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, and we will wait for him here in Tartary Buckwheat City!"

Yuan Gu is indeed a strong spirit clan who has done great things. After seeing him go through the initial gaffe, he took a deep breath, and then gave an order, making Bitter Buckwheat nod slightly.

"What about the other districts?"

Bitter Buckwheat still had some obsessions in his heart, but after he asked this, he saw Yuan Gu's sharp gaze cast over him, and immediately knew that he had asked a stupid question.

"If the stars don't die, the pulse demon won't retreat. If the pulse demon doesn't retreat, if you continue to defend, it will only make my spirit clan suffer more casualties!"

Yuan Gu is a bystander, so he can see the situation in Zhan Lingyuan clearly. Now under the union of the human race and the monster race, the spirit race is almost one-sided, completely powerless to resist.

That being the case, it is better to gather superior forces and complete all their achievements in one battle.

As Yuan Gu said, as long as Xingchen is dead, the Mai Yao may not join the battle again. Isn't it extremely easy to take back the territory belonging to the Spirit Race?

"Forget it, let the other race be prosperous for a while!"

Even though Bitter Buckwheat had countless resentments in his heart, he still knew what Yuan Gu said was the truth, but he used to be a fighter of the Spirit Race, and it was difficult for him to accept it for a while.

Behind the Tartary Buckwheat City is the Zhanling River. If it shrinks completely now, it means that the painstaking efforts of the Spirit Clan for so many years will be wiped out. As the supreme leader of the Zhan Lingyuan Spirit Clan, how can he be reconciled?

But things have come to this, instead of letting the spirit crystals of the ghosts in all districts be taken away by the human race when they are defeated, it is better to retreat to the area of ​​Tartary Buckwheat City and fight to the death.

The strong man of Wan Molin is Tartary Buckwheat's last hope. If we add the two strong men he secretly wooed, even if human beings have the help of the demon race, the number of the most top strong men will be higher than that of the Spirit Race.

This is already the best and last resort, otherwise they will have to give up Tartary Buckwheat City, which is absolutely impossible for humans to give up Battle Spirit City.

At that moment, Tartary Buckwheat went to arrange new orders, while Yuan Gu, who stayed in the main hall, sat silently, until after a long time, he seemed to take a deep breath, and the white light in his eyes flickered.

"You said, is there a time when you really need to take action?"

A deep voice came from Yuan Gu's mouth, but there was no one in the hall. If Bitter Buckwheat heard this, how shocked he would be?

"Hopefully there won't be that day!"

When a voice sounded in the hall, Yuan Gu nodded slightly, then stopped talking, and did not know who the master of that voice was?

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Zhan Lingyuan, District 33!

boom!

Above the sky, a strong wave of energy was coming out, causing both cultivators to look up at the sky, and a trace of fanaticism appeared on the face of the human side.

"It's City Lord Nie Ying, he seems to have the upper hand!"

All human cultivators know that the person in the sky who stopped the top powerhouse of the foreign spirit is none other than Nie Ying, the lord of Zhanling City, and if it wasn't for that person, they might follow in the footsteps of other districts.

Including some strong monsters who had just arrived, they also stared at the sky with surprise on their faces. Looking at the strong foreign spirit who was driven back by Nie Ying for tens of feet, their pride finally subsided a little. point.

On the other hand, the third-rank God Emperor peak powerhouse from the Myriad Demon Forest had an uneasy expression on his face.

He has never paid attention to any human being in Zhan Lingyuan, and now it seems that he is still a bit one-sided.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the Lord of Zhanling City, and his reputation is well-deserved!"

The deep voice came from the mouth of the strong spirit clan, but it was quite elegant.

Relatively speaking, the battle situation in the thirty-third district, because of the existence of this person, even if the human race and the monster race join forces, it is not in a state of destruction.

But now, when the strongest of the Spirit Clan is held back by Nie Ying, and even invincible, the morale of the Spirit Clan has undoubtedly dropped to the extreme, and there is even a tendency to collapse at the touch of a finger.

Originally, they thought that even if they were facing the Lord of the Battle Spirit City on the human side, the Spirit Race powerhouses of the same level would at least not be at a disadvantage, but they did not expect this to be the case.

At this moment, the gazes of many spiritual cultivators were all staring at the seemingly indifferent strongman of the Myriad Demon Forest in the sky, hoping to say the word "retreat" from the opponent's mouth.

However, in the heart of this strong man of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, he was always unwilling to retreat. Apart from his own unwillingness, there was also the order of Tartary Buckwheat City, which made him dare not retreat.

Whoosh!

Just when the strong man in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest was in a dilemma, a sound of breaking wind suddenly came from behind, which made him startled, but when he turned his head away, he was relieved again.

It turned out that it was just a flying letter, and when the strong man of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest read the contents of the letter at a glance, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief deep in his heart.

"Buckwheat City is alive, all retreat!"

A loud voice resounded in the core of the 33rd District, making many spiritual cultivators look happy. What's the point of fighting this kind of battle that they know they have no chance of winning?

On the other hand, the faces of both humans and monster races were different.

After all, the Spirit Race in District 33 hadn't collapsed yet. Even if the fight continued, both of them would probably suffer heavy losses. Unexpectedly, the other side actually retreated.

"Kill!"

An angry sound came out, and the cultivators of the human race rushed into the group of alien spirits like wolves and tigers, and the opponents were naturally defeated when they retreated, but the first wave of human beings who rushed to kill took advantage of it.

With such victories, the remaining human cultivators naturally strive to be the first, for fear that if they go too late, the spirit crystal will fall into someone else's pocket.

Relatively speaking, the Spirit Race in District 33 retreated in a much more orderly manner than in other districts, which made the eyes of the powerful Yaozu who had experienced the defeat of the Spirit Race once flicker slightly.

"Huyue, thank you so much this time!"

Nie Ying restrained his pulse, then turned his head, and cupped his fists towards a strong, pulsed monster in the distance, and he would not be unfamiliar with the name of this monster even in Zhanling City.

Originally, the great demon Huyue followed the former city lord, Shi Gang, but later the spirit clan was so vulnerable that Huyue volunteered to act alone, but he ran into Nie Ying in the 33rd District.

In the previous battle, even if Nie Ying fought, the other party would have a strong foreign spirit of the same level. If the monster race hadn't arrived in time, the human side would have suffered a crushing defeat.

But as soon as the Yaozu made a move, the foreign spirits couldn't stop them very quickly. One of the powerhouses who was at the peak of the second-rank God Emperor died tragically in Hu Yue's hands and was torn into pieces by him.

Nie Ying took action himself, so he naturally knew the current situation in Zhan Lingyuan, otherwise he would not have put himself in danger, and the current Zhan Lingyuan spirit clan is almost collapsed at the touch of a button.

"It's just following the orders of the city lord, you don't have to be polite, the city lord Nie Ying!"

Hu Yue was still a little arrogant before, but this time he bowed his hands like a human being. After all, he just saw the strange spirit at the peak of the third-rank God Emperor with his own eyes, and was blasted dozens of feet by Nie Ying.

The status of the Mai Yao clan is more pure than that of humans, and it almost depends on strength. Nie Ying's combat power has obviously conquered a group of powerful monsters headed by Hu Yue.

Nie Ying nodded slightly. He naturally knew that the city lord Huyue was talking about must not be the former city lord Shi Gang, but the new city lord Chi Yan, who seemed to have a deep friendship with Xingchen.

"Xingchen, I wonder how far you have reached now?"

Nie Ying's eyes turned to the northern sky, and it seemed that he could see the Blood Prison Mountains covered by clouds of blood through the thousands of mountains and rivers in Zhan Lingyuan, or that majestic Blood Prison Pass.

As the city lord of Zhanling City and the ruler of the entire Zhanlingyuan human race, Nie Ying naturally knows more things, and also knows the location of Yun Xiao, which is probably the Blood Prison Pass.

It's just that there is the most important pass for both sides, and even Nie Ying doesn't know what kind of strong people will be sent by the foreign spirit. In any case, the stars are only the second-rank God Emperor.

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Zhanlingyuan, District 50, Blood Prison Pass!

At this moment, more than half a month has passed since the bloody prison battle at that time.

During this period of time, the situation in Zhan Lingyuan has undergone great changes, but the two strong human beings guarding the blood prison have never left the pass.

What many cultivators know on the surface is that both Zhan Lei and Gu Qing are recovering from their injuries. With the injuries of these two, even if they take care of them for a month, they may not be able to recover completely.

In fact, what these low-level cultivators didn't know was that due to Yun Xiao's tactics that day, the injuries of these two were almost healed, but they were all waiting for that monstrous young man in black.

"Old Zhan, have you received any news from other districts?"

In the evening of that day, Gu Qing stood on the top of a great hall, looked at the red blood cloud in the sky, and asked something to say. In fact, how could Zhan Lei not know the current situation in Zhan Lingyuan?

"Hehe, the unprecedented advantage, those hateful spirits are not too far away from Zhan Linghe!"

Zhan Lei's gaze was also fixed on the sky, a little absent-minded, and the smile on his face was even more forced. It seemed that his thoughts were not at all on the victory of mankind in his words.

"Hey, now I know how stupid my original proposal was. If it weren't for the stars, how could the human race win today?"

Gu Qing felt a little regretful. It was ridiculous that he proposed to hand over Xingchen at the beginning. Once he did that, Xingchen's life would certainly be lost, and even Zhanling City might not be able to save it.

The current situation is extremely clear. Xingchen persuaded the Maiyao clan to join the war with his own power. The alliance of the two groups will soon drive those hateful spirits back to the west of Zhanling River.