Chapter 271 (1/2)
time lapse.
With the first ray of morning light piercing the night, it's dawn.
The sun rises, and the morning light falls on the blood wilderness, on the blood city and the blood wall.
To light up this tragic battlefield.
At this moment, under the wall of blood, the bodies of blood ghosts and blood beasts have accumulated to half the height of the wall of blood.
It's hundreds of meters high.
The blood converged into a river and soaked the wasteland outside the city.
The strong smell of blood is disgusting.
The fluctuation of the force never stops.
The roar continues to ring, and the terrible collision, accompanied by the afterwave, rages on the wall of blood.
On the wall of the city, the blood army changed batch after batch. Every time the force of the blood army was exhausted, it would retreat to the rear to have a rest.
Even the strong man of Yanjia has had a rest several times.
But Mo Xiaobai always uses the void sword to harvest the lives of blood ghosts and blood beasts.
The sound of the sword in Qingyue and the silver sword have always existed in the battlefield. Not only Mo Xiaobai's area, but also the defense line in the distance were surprised.
In the blood city, Yanchi naturally didn't sleep all night and kept watch on the battlefield.
His goal is naturally the mother of the blood ghost, and he is also worried about the blood King's surprise attack.
At the moment, Yanchi looks at the sword in the distance, frowning slightly, a little confused.
”Who's the strong one over there? The sword has been around for hours, hasn't it
”Although helping to kill blood ghosts and blood beasts can reduce the pressure of our army, what should we do if a powerful enemy comes?”
”I'll go and have a look.”
Ying Xuefei eyebrows slightly pick pick pick, the body disappeared in situ.
Wall of blood, west section nine.
Far away from the side of the blood wilderness, it is the resting place for the blood army and the strong people of Yanjia.
At the moment, everyone is drinking the force recovery potion, looking at the figure standing on the other side.
Yanlong's mouth twitched violently.
”Is Xiaobai all right?”?! I haven't had a rest for such a long time. ”
”Yes, it's been hours! Is it really no problem that the original technique he used is so powerful? ”
He nodded.
Others nodded in agreement.
They've had three or four breaks.
Which has like Mo Xiaobai does not rest for several hours?
”Xiaoxue, would you like to persuade him to have a rest?”
A beautiful looking night spirit woman looks at Mo Xiaobai's back, her eyes flicker, colorful.
She is a gifted speaker.
She looked at Yan Xue, who was also resting on the side, and said softly.
”If you're tired, it's not good.”
The speech snow sees the look of night spirit woman, in the heart immediately vigilant.
She's seen it too many times.
Yan Xue said faintly:
”it's OK. He knows it.”
In the distance, Yannian, who only takes action in times of crisis, and several other strong men above Qiqiao are also looking at each other at the moment.
A middle-aged strong speaker has a silent face.
”Is this guy really a little guy with four orifices and two levels?”
The other people also twitched.
A strong speaker grinned bitterly:
”I thought Miss Nian was a genius, but I didn't expect to meet such a monster here.”
Yan Nian: ”yes.”
She is speechless. Mo Xiaobai is a monster. What does it matter to her?
Why do you compare her to this monster?