Chapter 506 Bad News

The fighting on the earth is getting more intense at this moment. Although the Shenglan tribe is coming fiercely, with the blessing of Fenghai County's golden net and the roar of countless magic weapons, the legions retreat in an orderly manner.

There were even war puppets that a large number of monks gathered themselves into and rushed out to respond.

These puppets range from big to small, ranging from a thousand feet to a few tens of feet. Each one contains multiple formations, and the number of monks gathered inside them is also different.

There are thousands of people in large numbers, and nearly a hundred people in small numbers.

For example, those who killed the reapers before were these war puppets. The monks included, each other's cultivations became one, and they exploded with combat power comparable to that of Lingzang at different stages. Looking at it, there were tens of thousands of large and small puppets.

So soon, the human legions on the battlefield, under this continuous retreat, approached the golden net and quickly retreated into it.

At the same time, the Red Spirit Emperor in the sky looked at the palace master and once again heard a voice like the power of heaven.

"Kong Liangxiu, the Black Sky Clan and the Human Clan are also at war at the moment. The scale of the battle in the realm is far greater than this. Therefore, the Human Clan's imperial capital, the Great Region, is unable to come to help, and you don't need to wait. You don't have reinforcements."

"As for the battle in the human royal capital, all major clans in Wanggu Continent are watching. As long as your human race shows the slightest sign of decline, other groups will rise up and destroy your human race."

"Do you know the reason for all this?" the Red Spirit Emperor said calmly.

"Because the Yanyue Xuantian Dynasty among the Wanggu supreme clan, the 400,000-year hunting ceremony of the founding of the country is coming soon, and the ancient agreement is also about to expire. No clan wants to be its prey, so at this time, no one The human race of the War Domain Treasure is naturally the best sacrifice. If you are sent up, the race will be stable for another hundred thousand years."

"So, Kong Liangxiu, the situation is over and you don't have much time. I can give you a chance to surrender to our Shenglan clan. This is the only way for you to protect Fenghai County."

These words from the Red Spirit Emperor's mouth were not only addressed to the Master of the Sword Holding Palace, but spread throughout the entire battlefield. They even penetrated the golden net and fell on the ears of all the human monks here.

Obviously, this is an intentional move.

In an instant, everyone who heard it was shocked. The Red Spirit Emperor's words had the mysterious power to make people feel uncontrollably desperate.

"In order to destroy my resistance in Fenghai County, I have spoken such ridiculous words as an emperor. Emperor Hongling, you are in a hurry."

The Palace Master's voice was as calm as ever, without any ripples, just like a rock that could still calm the sea despite the impact of the stormy waves.

At this moment, with the reverberation, the human monks in Fenghai County were quickly calmed down by the waves caused by the words of the Red Spirit Emperor.

In the next moment, the figure of the palace master stepped out of the sky. He raised his right hand and the imperial sword beside him shone brightly. It changed shape and turned into a spear. After being held by him, he went straight to the Red Spirit Emperor.

As they intertwined with each other, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and they directly reached the sky. Although their figures were quickly invisible on the battlefield below, the fluctuations coming from the sky were extremely violent.

The fighting on the battlefield is also continuing.

After all the human legions returned, the forbidden light of the county shone brightly, and the forbidden magic weapons from all the sects in Fenghai County transformed into weapon spirits on the big net, exploded in full force, and roared towards the outside world, trying to stop the incoming force.

But Fenghai County is the power of a county after all, far inferior to a region of the Shenglan Clan. Therefore, the rhythm from beginning to end is on the side of the Shenglan tribe.

Even though they are facing only the Red Spirit Kingdom now, it is still difficult to resist. They can only hold on reluctantly, delaying the collapse and waiting for the arrival of reinforcements from the imperial capital.

Time passes slowly like this. Seven days passed quickly.

This regular battle has continued until now. No matter night or day, the roar echoes all the time and the fighting continues.

Although the palace master did not return, under the arrangements of the deputy palace master and the elders of the sword-holding court of each state, everything was still in order, and the defense line finally stood firm after experiencing several collapses.

Most of the fifth line of defense thousands of miles away in the rear has been built.

As for Xu Qing, he has entered the battlefield more than once to adapt to the rhythm of war and is familiar with the tactics of each legion.

The transformation itself kills a lot of enemies, and injuries are inevitable.

Although the purple crystal has recovered, the mental fatigue cannot be dissipated. It can only continue to accumulate in the heart, blocking the throat and making people silent.

He also met Lingzang monks from the Shenglan tribe on the battlefield several times.

Fortunately, he didn't go too deep and barely managed to survive. But there was also a time when he was seriously injured and nearly died.

Finally, he met Kong Xianglong and joined Kong Xianglong's team. Together with Shan Hezi and hundreds of others, he controlled a war puppet and participated in the battlefield more deeply.

Under the crazy attack of the Shenglan tribe, the Fenghai County side had no time to rest in seven days. With such an intensity of war, everyone's nerves were tense.

There was only a short rest time when the legions changed. At this moment, Kong Xianglong would lie on the ground, looking at the sky in a daze, without saying a word.

The same was true for Shan Hezi. He who usually didn't like drinking was also leaning on the huge scarred puppet at this time, drinking with a stubble on his face.

It was clear that he was still young, but his face was full of vicissitudes of life.

Xu Qing heard that Wang Chen... died in battle half a month ago, on the third day after Ye Ling died.

It is to support Shanhezi.

His bones were not found during the intermission of the war, when both sides were cleaning up the battlefield. They were mixed with countless flesh and blood. There was no complete body. Xu Qing silently raised his head and looked into the distance. The sky was dim, with red light flickering from time to time, filling everything he could see. place.

In that direction, there is another front line in the western theater, and it is also where Ying Huangzhou's army is guarding.

The captain is there, and so is the ancestor of Xue Lianzi.

"I hope they are fine." Xu Qing muttered in his heart.

He was unable to transmit messages through jade slips. On the battlefield, this was restricted, and only battle reports could be transmitted.

Suppression, silence, everything, is the rhythm of this battlefield.

The rest time is very short.

With the arrival of the dispatch order. Kong Xianglong got up and walked straight towards the war puppet that was filled with flesh and blood and had countless damages.

This has been seven days. The seventh puppet they replaced.

Shanhezi carefully put the wine vat away and walked away.

Xu Qing stood up silently, boarded the puppet together with hundreds of monks gathered around, and sat down cross-legged inside.

As the cultivation level spread, the puppet instantly shook its whole body, slowly released its pressure, and stepped towards the battlefield, walking amidst the shaking of the ground.

During this movement, a lot of minced meat spilled from the gaps in the puppet's joints. There were cutters inside, but more of it was the blood of the Shenglan tribe's peak warriors who fell to the ground and was trampled to pieces again by the war puppet coming from behind.

The part of the war puppet Xu Qing is in charge of is the left hand, which holds the power of destruction.

Sitting cross-legged inside it, Xu Qing passed through the light curtain guarding the surface. Looking at the battlefield getting closer and closer, his expression unknowingly became the same as the others. A little more numb.

Until when passing by the Abandoned Puppet Mountain, Xu Qing saw that there was no living person there.

The body of the lame old man who had told him that he would come back alive was lying on an abandoned puppet mountain, all purple and black. Those are traces of being overwhelmed by heterogeneity.

Xu Qing had seen too many such corpses in Nanhuang Continent.

For battlefields with tens of millions of people, it would be difficult for anyone else to detect a person's death except for his comrades in the team and the record officer.

Death was silent.

Xu Qing was silent. The next moment, the puppet he was in rushed out of the golden net, and together with tens of thousands of identical puppets, they gathered into an army and rushed away.

time flies.

At dusk on the tenth day, the palace owner returned.

His appearance significantly increased the morale of the people in Fenghai County.

Ascension, everyone's eyes seemed to have some glimmer of light.

In this regular battle, with the return of the Palace Master, the Shenglan Clan chose to take a rest, and there was an intermission.

During this period both parties

They will dispatch a small team to retrieve as many bodies as possible from their own side on the battlefield. Although they will fight and fight when they encounter them, in the final analysis, they will instinctively choose to avoid them.

Xu Qing also left Kong Xianglong's team, and he was recalled to the main account by the palace master.

When he saw the palace master again, he didn't see any signs of injury on the palace master. There was even a strong fire of life in his eyes, and the evil aura on his body was even stronger.

This is unreasonable.

The battle between the Palace Master and the Red Spirit Emperor lasted for so long, there was no way there would be no injuries.

Xu Qing looked at the palace master, hesitated for a moment, and then softly informed him of the information he had investigated in Chaoxia Prefecture. At the same time, he took out the palace master's token and handed it out with both hands.

The palace owner took it, looked at it in his hand, and then threw it to Xu Qing.

"There are two tokens in total. You can take this one. It may be able to provide you with self-protection in the future. Even if a new governor arrives, all permissions on this token will be revoked, but I give this token It has the power to activate the forbidden magic weapon once and cannot be cancelled."

"Palace Master." Xu Qing looked at the old man in front of him, with waves rising in his heart.

"Xu Qing, you have mastered the battlefield these days, right?" The palace master interrupted Xu Qing's words, raised his head, his expression was serious, but he sighed deep in his heart.

He was very optimistic about Xu Qing. He originally planned to pay long-term attention and train him well so that he could eventually become one of his successors. However, the arrival of the war changed everything.

Time is running out.

"I already understand." Xu Qing lowered his head and spoke softly.

"Then next. You continue to make the accompanying orders and record them now!" The palace owner looked outside the tent and spoke calmly.

Xu Qing immediately said yes and took out the jade slip for recording.

"Instruct the Sixth Army and the Seventh Army to retreat ten thousand miles and station themselves on the fifth line of defense."

"Send an order to welcome the legions from Huangzhou and Quzhaozhou, retreat thirty-eight thousand miles, and station themselves in the Yuheng Mountains."

"Instruct the Fourth and Fifth Legions to retreat 70,000 miles. Station at the border of Yutian Prefecture."

"Invite the Prison Department to disperse the entire Linlan Prefecture, remove all the remaining black-clothed guards, and clear the route to Yutian Prefecture."

"Send an order to Yutian Prefecture, asking them to activate the large-scale teleportation array from this moment on!"

"Secretly order the first legion to go to Yutian and Qiling Prefecture's leylines to check the burning situation of the ground fire and speed up the evacuation of the common people in the two prefectures."

When Xu Qing heard this, he raised his head and looked at the palace master.

"Palace Master, in this case, only the Sword Holding Palace and the second and third legions are left here."

The palace master closed his eyes and spoke calmly.

"Go and give the order!"

Xu Qing bowed his head and backed away. When he was about to walk out of the tent, he couldn't help but speak softly.

"Palace Master, Brother Kong has been feeling a little depressed recently." The Palace Master said nothing.

Xu Qing waited for a moment and left silently.

After he left, the palace master opened his eyes. The vigorous fire of life in his eyes dimmed rapidly at this moment, but soon rekindled, and the price was the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Outside the big tent, Xu Qing saw Kong Xianglong standing there.

Kong Xianglong looked at Xu Qing and nodded. As the voice of summons came from the tent, Kong Xianglong walked in.

Looking at Kong Xianglong with a lonely look, Xu Qing sighed in his heart, but he had to put away his mind, summoned the Book Order Department, and began to pass the order.

In this way, time on the battlefield passed day by day.

The war continued and became more and more intense. While casualties increased dramatically every day, as the legions were transferred away one by one, the military camp was much emptier than usual.

Only corpses were piled up there, one by one, more and more.

Xu Qing walked in the military camp, moving forward silently. Twenty-three days had passed since he came to the battlefield.

In these twenty-three days, he saw too many deaths, countless miseries, and purgatory on earth, and he had long been accustomed to the roar in his ears. Today is another interval between the two sides' battles, and he plans to come here to find some people to join his Book Order Division. Because the Book Order Division also has the responsibility of accompanying the battle, so far. Hundreds have died. Now there are not enough left. Thinking of the number of deaths in the war he saw every day, Xu Qing's steps were a little heavy, and the Palace Master appeared in his mind. The other party was obviously getting more and more wrong. No one's life fire in the eyes can be so strong, and the evil spirit emanating from the body is gradually covered by the fire of life. Xu Qing's eyes showed sadness. As a cultivator, even if he didn't see it at the beginning, he naturally understood it after so long. The Palace Master is burning his own potential. Burning at all costs, and the terrifying power obtained after this burning was not released by the Palace Master, but remained in the body, as if accumulating strength. "Will the reinforcements from the imperial capital really not arrive?" Xu Qing murmured in his heart. This question was also the common desire of all the people of Fenghai County on the battlefield.

Even though Xu Qing was a book order and knew a lot of information about the battlefield, he knew nothing about this.

After a while, Xu Qing sighed in his heart. When he walked past the corpses, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look not far away.

There were two skeletons there. They hugged each other before death. There were many wounds on their bodies, and there was a strong foreign substance. Even if they sacrificed at this moment, they still did not let go of each other. Even if they only had the upper body left.

Xu Qing walked over silently, stood there, and looked at the two corpses for a long, long time.

"Senior Brother Chen..."

The two corpses hugging each other were Chen Tinghao and his Taoist partner.

More than 20 days ago, when Xu Qing came to the front line, he saw them. At that time, Chen Tinghao was injured and his Taoist partner was bandaging him. After seeing Xu Qing, they smiled at Xu Qing.

But now, they are separated forever.

Xu Qing waved his hand and took off the cape of his Taoist robe, covering the two corpses. After more than ten breaths, he murmured softly.

"Rest in peace."

Xu Qing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he left here, and the horn of a new round of war was heard from the battlefield at this moment, and the war began again.

The rhythm and frequency were obviously accelerated.

"Fully operate the forbidden magic weapon, release 70% of the forbidden power of each sect!"

"Order the war puppets to throw the discarded ones as disposable weapons to the battlefield!"

"Tell the sword holders to prepare the emperor sword!"

"The magic thorns in the defense line will unfold the third-level power, divided into five batches, and stab the battlefield with roots."

"Notify the entire army to prepare to evacuate to the fifth defense line. Outside the big tent, the palace master was wearing armor and standing there giving orders. At this moment of battle, his divine thoughts could make the world change color. There was no need for the Book Order Department to convey the decrees one by one. All arrangements were in his mind."

But he was looking at the whole. Due to his energy, the details could not be extremely detailed.

At this time, Xu Qing needs to arrange for the appropriate Shuling Division disciples to go to the battlefield to supervise the battle immediately, and summarize the information to come back, so that the Palace Master can verify and judge the battle situation.

Soon, the fighting between the two sides on the battlefield continued to break out. This time was more difficult than before. On the one hand, he saw it with his own eyes, and on the other hand, the information from various areas of the battlefield gave Xu Qing a feeling that the building was about to collapse.

"Palace Master, the fatigue level of the monks of the Shenglan clan is not right! The amount of black snow is also wrong, and it is 50% denser than the same period of time in the past!"

"Based on the damage, based on the operation of their magic tools and the difference in formation from the past... Shuling Division analyzed that the Shenglan clan has reinforcements secretly joined!"

Almost at the same time as Xu Qing opened his mouth, in the sky, in the far north, in the distant land, a violent storm swept the sky, connected the earth, and roared towards the battlefield.

In an instant, the rain was in the storm, rolled between heaven and earth, and fell on the battlefield.

This rain is blood rain. It blows from the far north.

At the same time, Xu Qing's sword made a rapid buzzing sound, and a battle report from the northern war zone was transmitted here at an unprecedented urgency.

Xu Qing's breathing was rapid, and his mind was buzzing instantly after checking. With his

concentration, his expression changed drastically, and he instinctively held the sword tightly.

Outside the big tent, in addition to the palace master, there were also the deputy palace master, two deacons and the great elders of the Sword Holding Court of the second and third legions.

They also noticed something was wrong and looked at Xu Qing and the palace master.

The palace master's body trembled slightly. Obviously, the information Xu Qing received, he had also sensed it through the authority of the county capital realm magic weapon.

He had always been like a rock. At the time of the greatest crisis in the entire Fenghai County, the Master of the Sword-holding Palace, who was like a needle in the sea, showed sadness for the first time in front of everyone.

In this sorrow, he looked to the north.

But whether it was trembling or sadness, it only lasted for a moment. In the next moment, all these fragile emotions were cut away by the master of the Sword Holding Palace.

His body is still upright, his spine is still straight, his expression is still serious, and his eyes are still firm.

"Palace Master..." The sword-wielding elder of the second legion and the third legion hesitated at this moment.

"Xu Qing, read!" the palace master said calmly, his voice steady. Even now, he still has the Dinghai Shenzhen.

Xu Qing lowered his head and took a deep breath.

"The network of forbidden magic weapons in the north collapsed, and the allied forces of all races could no longer be gathered together to defeat them, resulting in numerous casualties."

"The Tianfeng Dynasty and the Earth Dynasty of the Shenglan Clan have marched straight in and have invaded Taihe Prefecture!"

"Master Silu Palace, die in battle!"

"Master of the Palace of Obedience, die in battle!"

"As for the Yao family... all the members of the Yao family who were advancing in the north have been killed in the battle. Marquis Yao himself disappeared on the battlefield, and his life and death are unknown."

Xu Qing's words fell on the ears of the Deputy Palace Master and everyone, like thunder exploding. Everyone's breath froze and they all looked at the Palace Master.

The palace owner smiled.

"Today, I finally understand that I am not afraid of this matter. You should not be afraid." The palace master raised his head, looked at the battlefield and spoke softly.

"The decisive battle is coming."

Almost at the moment when the palace master's words came out, a huge change occurred on the battlefield. All the monks of the Shenglan tribe seemed to have received the unified order, and each of them let out boiling cheers, and the army behind the toilet all retreated.

He quickly withdrew from the battlefield and retreated to the Tianlan Mountains, along with all the diamond-shaped magic weapons in the sky.

Their departure made the clouds and mist in the sky become much thinner, revealing the huge whirlpool high up.

Black snowflakes poured down from the inside, and the iron chains grasped by countless severed hands on the ground were pulling wildly at this moment, and the breath of death filled the air from the whirlpool in the sky. Just a trace of it gives the sky a spring twilight, and the green smoke rises from the darkened earth.

The iron chains that spread into the whirlpool were visibly frosted and turned into ice chains.

Then, two earth-shattering huge figures stood up from the Tianlan Mountains to the left and right after the Shenglan tribe withdrew from the battlefield.

The one on the left is none other than the Red Spirit Emperor.

The one on the right is also wearing an imperial robe and an imperial crown. He is obviously the emperor of the four dynasties of the Shenglan tribe!

They stood between heaven and earth, Li Da's figure seemed to be able to support the sky, staring at the tent where the palace master was.

"Kong Liangxiu, the northern war zone has collapsed, our army has entered Fenghai County, and the Black Sky War Territory Treasure is coming here, everything is about to end."

"You know what a war domain treasure is, so you can try to stop it. We won't interfere, but in fact... you can't stop it."

The vast sound reverberated around the world. All the sword-holders outside the big tent showed determination. When the murderous intention spread across the sky, the palace master raised his head and looked at the two emperors standing in the Tianlan Mountains. His voice was calm and conveyed. All over the place.

"Yes, everything is coming to an end."

After saying that, the palace master looked back at Fenghai County and spoke softly.

"Instruction, the Second Army and the Third Army here are to withdraw from the defense line immediately, retreat thousands of miles, and do not go out to fight."

"Here's an order, all the sea-sealing monks here are not allowed to go into battle."

"Instruction, all the other eight legions that have retreated to the corresponding positions shall stay where they are and shall not go into battle."

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Order, all those holding swords here...retreat five thousand miles and do not go out to fight! "

As soon as the Palace Master spoke, the expressions of everyone around him changed. Xu Qing suddenly raised his head and looked at the Palace Master.

The deputy palace master of the Palace of Swords took a step forward, a hint of twilight appeared on his vicissitudes of life, and spoke in a low voice.

"No one is allowed to go out to fight, are you the only one left? Palace Master, I am old, I will go with you."

"Palace Master, Sima Nan's cultivation is not enough, but his blood is still warm, so we can't waste it. I think the ice cold emitted by that domain treasure is very good, and I want to cool off." Deacon Sima had a death wish in his eyes, but his face was filled with anger. With a smile on his face, he stepped forward.

"Among the four great deacons, Lao Zhou and Lao Song have both left, leaving only Sima and I. Palace Master, please don't favor Sima. Of course I am going too."

When Xu Qing went to the Sword Holding Palace for the first time, Deacon Sun, who presided over the oath of their sword holders, also laughed and stepped forward.

Others also spoke one after another, and at this moment, the ice-cold power in the vortex of the sky became stronger and stronger.

The sky was completely rendered into a dark color. As the vortex rotated, bursts of thrilling cold air spread out, covering the heaven and earth, and the hazy blue smoke was actually frozen between the heaven and the earth, turning into strands of smoke. The irregular pillars are shocking!

Looking at these, the palace master spoke calmly.

"Am I still the palace master?"

Everyone was silent.

"Sword-bearing palace, don't you want it?"

"Did these human race warriors die in vain?"

"Wait, execute it immediately!"

The palace master made a cold voice and walked towards the battlefield. With a wave of his right hand, a vast storm rose into the sky and swept across the place. The bodies of countless monks in the defense line were shaken and they had to be pushed. Go backward until you are thousands of feet away.

In the dim sky and earth, on the entire fourth line of defense, there was only a lonely figure that had never taken off its armor.

Yellow sand is raised in the wind, frost is rising from the ground, everything is hazy.

Only that figure walked farther and farther, and its momentum became stronger and stronger. With a wave of his hand, the bell floating in the sky heard the sound of chiming, broke away from the crowd of coffins, flew out alone, and went straight to the whirlpool. suppress it.

Then, the palace master’s hoarse voice spread in all directions.

"Hong Ling, Yue Wu, you two dare to fight me!"

It seemed vaguely that wherever he passed, the clouds and mist turned into ice, and the earth rose.

"Battle reports are coming from the northern front!"