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Yes, defeated!

From the moment of defeat against the three inhumane powerhouses, in Han Changying's view, this disaster could not be avoided.

Even the "inhuman" powerhouse cannot kill the Haizhou faction leader who has been alienated into a monster, so who else can stop it?

What they can do now is to buy time for the people in the rear to transfer. As for where they can escape, this is not a question he needs to think about.

"Patter..."

Feeling the cold rain on his face, he gathered his thoughts and stopped thinking about it, just walking forward.

This is the middle-south section of the entire defense line. In order to stop the spread of "ghosts", Shengguo's army deployed defenses along the north-south Kun River.

The strong of the major factions are scattered, mixed into the army, and evenly distributed in each defensive point.

The middle area is in charge of Tiandaozong, but the head of the town is not here, but the Xiaguan to the north.

As for this side, it was a sect elder leading the team.

Seeing Han Changying walking out, a Tiandaozong disciple who happened to be nearby hurriedly said, "Brother Han, you are awake!"

"Well, how is the situation?"

"Temporarily stable, you know, those ghosts are extremely slow in the water. The rainstorm last night, the river surged, and the water flow was turbulent. It would be even more difficult for them to come over. It should be no problem in a short time." The disciple said.

"Don't be careless, you must know that they are also changing." Han Changying was not so relieved.

As a monk who participated in the establishment of the entire line of defense and fought with ghosts many times, he discovered early that some of those ghosts were gradually becoming stronger.

Or, to be precise, it should have regained more of his strength.

This is most likely a manifestation of the recovery of the "Head of the Haizhou faction" from the injury and the increased control over it.

The reason why Han Changying was injured was largely due to carelessness.

"The inspection team went out?" As he said, he looked at the camp and asked without feeling too much of the same door.

"Yes, the elders just went out, they should be at the ferry crossing now."

"Okay, I'll go over and take a look."

"Brother, your injury..."

"It's okay." Han Changying said lightly, and immediately walked towards the ferry area.

...

There was a heavy rain last night and it was extremely muddy outside the camp.

I met some sergeants along the way and greeted each other briefly. Soon, he came to the river, and then walked along the river towards the direction of the ferry.

That disciple was right, the river is indeed very fast today.

The surface of the water seems calm, without wind or waves, but in reality it is not.

Probably because of the turbulence, the river surface is more turbid than in the past, and the gloomy sky makes the entire Kun River dark and unclear.

"It's so muddy, I'm afraid that there is any movement underwater, I can't find it in advance." Han Changying frowned, stopping by the river, feeling a little uneasy.

Lifting his head, he saw a sergeant carrying a bucket and coming to the river, bending over to fetch water.

There seemed to be no problem with this scene, but for some reason, Han Changying only felt that something was wrong.

Where is the problem?

The shore is too muddy.

Or is the river too fast?

River water... river water...

Suddenly, as if a flash of lightning flashed across his heart, he suddenly shouted, "Back!"

The sergeant stared blankly, turned his head to look at him blankly, but still maintained the posture of bending over. In the next second, he saw a splash of water suddenly burst on the turbid and turbulent river surface.

A stiff arm pierced the sergeant's warm chest instantly.

With blood spraying, this sergeant's warm body staggered down, and the last scene left in his eyes was a sword light cut by Han Changying.

"laugh!"

As Jianguang cut through, the arm in the river suddenly broke in two.

However, the ghosts in the river did not utter any painful shouts. They only twisted their heads and rushed towards Han Changying who had arrived.

"Damn it!" Han Chang slashed over with a sword and quickly killed him, but before he could catch his breath, he was stunned to see that a ghost again appeared in the muddy water.

Then came the second one.

The third one.

The fourth...

The death of the sergeant seemed to be a signal.

Under the dim sky, I saw that in the muddy Kun River, at this moment, there were densely packed, hundreds of heads.

Floating in the river, staring quietly, and further away, more and more heads appeared.

A rough count, I'm afraid it is tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands!

Han Changying's body was so cold and pale, he finally realized something.

"Woo..."

At this moment, he suddenly heard a horn whine from the direction of the ferry!

The voice was harsh and rapid.

That is the sound of an alarm.

Accompanied by a series of violent fluctuations in vitality, obviously, the sect's inspection team has also discovered these ghosts and monsters crossing the river!

And such a huge number is absolutely extraordinary.

Total attack!

It's a total attack!

Han Changying instantly realized that he could avoid the warning of the cordon, and quietly mobilize such a large number of ghosts here. This was clearly premeditated.

At this moment, the "Head of Haizhou faction" chose this weak stronghold to launch a general attack?

Before he could think about it, Chang Han should cut out several sword lights and behead the nearby ghosts that had climbed ashore. He immediately retreated and hurried towards the camp behind him!

He knew very well that he couldn't defend such a large-scale attack at all. He had to rely on the camp to resist, and buy time, waiting for rescue in other areas of the defense line!

Sure enough, just as he could run back to the edge of the camp, he saw that the large barracks were already full of figures, and Shengguo soldiers had already lined up.

"attack!"

With a loud shout from the camp officer, I saw countless flaming arrows flying from the camp, across the sky, like a rain of fire, falling toward the river bank!

This scene is spectacular.

But Han Changying's face was not pretty, because he knew very well that this kind of projectile had very limited lethality to those ghosts.

Sure enough, a round of rockets fell, but did not cause any casualties. Some of the arrows fell into the Kunhe and disappeared quickly, and some pierced the ghosts.

But these dead men who were not afraid of death rushed forward without any retreat.

In the dark sky, strange roars rang out, accompanied by the ghosts that were constantly crawling out of the river.

There are really too many of them, endless, as if they are endless.

"kill!!"

In the camp, with a shout, soldiers with shields and long knives suddenly rushed out and fought with each other. In the blink of an eye, the camp was in chaos.

There are sounds of killing all around.

"Dao Master Han! Left!" In the drizzle, an officer stood on the high camp, commanding an attack, and immediately shouted when he saw him.

Han Changying twisted his body abruptly, and he saw an extraordinarily tall ghost in the battle group on the left, wearing a blue shirt, black hair hanging down, and an extra strong aura.

Different from most ordinary ghosts, this one was obviously a monk before his death, and his rank was not low. Now he is holding a long stick, and if he enters an uninhabited state, the surrounding soldiers can only resist.

"I'm coming!" Han Changying stood up suddenly, the long sword in his hand hummed and trembled, and he couldn't be killed for a while.

"They have strengthened again!" Han Changying's heart sank.

Some time ago, this kind of monk transformed the ghost battles based on instinct, but now, they can actually perform some combat skills, making it difficult for him to kill in a short time.

"Has the head of Haizhou really recovered?"

When his thoughts flashed, Han Changying smashed the ghost monk away with a sword, and he felt a momentary trance.

"Go away!" At this moment, someone from the side suddenly shouted, and Han Changying rolled forward almost subconsciously.

Then, he saw a metal spear burst through the air, piercing the head of a ghost monk who had come behind him without knowing when he was holding a heavy hammer!

"boom!"

There was vitality attached to the barrel of the gun, and once it was pierced, it immediately detonated, and the flesh and blood flew across, and a translucent bug flew out of the ghost monk's head, fell on the ground with a click, and quickly turned into pus.

"Damn it." Han Changying's face was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, did these ghosts have "evolved" to know how to cooperate in combat?

"Chang Ying, don't fight with them, just hurt their limbs!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in Tiandaozong robe who had just thrown the spear rushed over, and just waved his hand, and the spear flew back to his hand automatically.

Behind him, he followed several disciples.

In the distance, the cultivators of Tiandaozong have already begun to cooperate with the army to defend.

"Elder!" Han Changying has also gotten up, seeing that it is the elder of the resident team here, hurriedly responding, his face is ashamed.

If it were in the past, he would not have made such a low-level mistake.

"Hold them! Such a large-scale movement must already be known to the rest of the stronghold on the front. Support for a while, there will be reinforcements!" The elder said immediately when he saw his face.

The voice was so loud, it was not only to tell him, but also to stabilize the military's mind.

This assault came too suddenly, the previous several large-scale attacks were not the main force here, and they suddenly encountered the enemy. If it were not for the elite of the Sheng Guo warfare, let alone resist, it would have already retreated.

And as the voice of the middle-aged people spread, the soldiers in the camp really felt certain.

The camp, which was showing signs of collapse, stabilized again.

However, at this moment, above the Kun River, there was a sudden strong aura fluctuating, and everyone changed their color, only dozens of blood pupils were seen crossing the water.

Each of them exudes a powerful aura that is not inferior to the corpse under their feet.

Ghost monk!

Once transformed into a ghost, the vitality fluctuations on the body are very easy to sense, which is very different from ordinary ghosts.

At this moment, a total of fifty or sixty monks have landed ashore, and a few of them are even more powerful than the elders of Tiandaozong.

"It's a monk from Haizhou!" a disciple shouted.

In the dim sky, the other party's blood-stained robe revealed its origin.

Upon seeing this, everyone's heart sank even more.

No luck anymore.

According to experience, the Haizhou faction ghost monks are mostly active near the "head". At this moment, they appear here. Doesn't it mean that the Haizhou faction head has also arrived?

"Hehe..." As soon as dozens of ghosts landed ashore, they looked at the Tiandaozong monks in the crowd at the same time, and then, some kind of blood came out, and they attacked and killed them.

Along the way, a soldier tried to block with a shield, but was hit and vomited blood instantly.

"Disperse! The disciples of Tiandaozong follow me to block the enemy!!" The middle-aged elder yelled, and suddenly swallowed a pill of pills.

Footsteps on the ground, the whole body released a faint brilliance, jumped nearly ten meters high, and then swept down the spear, a halo of vitality swayed away, fighting with it.

"Elder!" Han Changying and the others also realized something, and they ran the sect exercises one after another, urging their vitality for a short time, pulling their strength to the peak, and rushing into the battle group.

However, in the face of dozens of middle-to-high grade monks who felt no pain, they could only stop their advance for a short time.

In just a few breaths, a disciple was kicked in the chest by a high-grade ghost, and he spouted blood flying out.

In a flash, another disciple with a weaker cultivation level was pierced through his left arm and thrown backwards, and then fell into the endless army of ghosts and monsters behind. There was a heart-piercing scream, and then he lost his movement.

"Can't beat it!"

"I can't resist it at all!"

Han Changying slashed his sword, only to feel that the vitality in his body was rapidly exhausted, the wounds on his body opened up, and the blood ticked down, but it even more stimulated the killing of these ghosts.

In a daze, I don't know how long it has passed, only to feel that there are fewer and fewer companions around him.

Until the end, only the elder could be seen.

"Go!" Suddenly, he saw the blood-stained elder flew up and kicked himself out of the battle group, and then looked sadly at the northern sky, turned his head and dropped the deformed spear, opened his arms, let the ghost tear bite.

The pores of the body gush out a large amount of brilliance, and then burst open, flesh and blood fly, but also clear a blank area.

"Elder!!" Han Changying's eyes were about to split, and he felt the heat and pain of his muscles and bones, but he suddenly lost his strength and couldn't get up.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange neigh from the northern sky.

Turning his head and looking around, he saw a large swarm of giant flying birds flapping their wings in the misty rain. He was startled slightly and recognized that it was the flying monster of the Yaodu.

Is it a strong monster?

Do not.

Not at all.

He clearly sensed that on the backs of those monster beasts, the aura of the two clans was rising.

In the next second, one monk after another jumped down from the sky and shouted in unison:

"The fifth camp of the Qintian Taoist Academy is here to help!"

"The first camp of the Qintian Taoist Academy is here to help!"

"Tiandaozong's third camp is here to help!"

"The Sixth Demon Capital is here to help!"

...

With every shout, a monk fell and rushed into the battle group.

As the shouting spread, the spirit of the shaky soldiers in the ground camp was shocked, and the commander blew the horn of assistance, and the line of defense that was about to collapse was once again stabilized.

"Chang Ying! What's the situation?" In a daze, the deacon of the penalty hall of Tiandaozong fell, a sword emptied the surrounding ghosts, took out the pills with his backhand, and forced them into the mouth of the latter, and asked in a hurry.

Han Changying's face was sad, and there were tears on his face: "I am the only one left..."

"Elder Sun, he..."

Seeing Han Changying nodded, the latter trembled and suppressed his sorrow, saying: "Go back, the lord is about to arrive!"

"Sect Master..."

"A feint! We encountered a feint attack, and the Sect Master was lured and delayed, but at the moment the defense line has been rushed to help, not only the Sect Master, but also Dean Lu and the demon king will arrive!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone heard a rumbling on the opposite side of the river bank, and the earth was faintly shaking.

The gloomy clouds were suddenly covered with blood, and an unspeakable horror aura suddenly descended!

On the defensive line, some soldiers even trembled at this moment, and their movements were stagnant. The thousands of monks who joined the battle group also changed their expressions slightly!

"Head of Haizhou faction!"

"That monster...it really came!"

At this moment, everyone could clearly see that on a low hill opposite the misty and rainy river bank, a huge mass of flesh, like a temple, climbed out at some unknown time.

Throughout his body, countless transparent insects crawled, and two huge blood eyes turned, illuminating the sky, and the world was covered with blood.

The densely packed tentacles are as many as tens of thousands and are hundreds of meters long.

At this moment, part of it was wrapped around the mountains, dragging the heavy body to crawl, and more of it was flying towards the sky, revealing an incomparable breath of evil.

At the moment when everyone looked over, a few extra long tentacles swept toward the river, and several miles away, they tried to pierce a few monks who were too deep.

"Stay back!"

"Be careful!"

Upon seeing this, the high-grade monks of various sects yelled anxiously.

But it is too late.

But at the moment when the tentacles were about to arrive, a sword light flew from the northern sky, carrying an extremely sharp aura, cutting it off!

"Really when I have no one in Shengguo?"

At the same time, a stern shout came, and a figure walked in the air, extremely fast, and under the anger, it reached the crowd in just a moment.

Step out!

This is a tactic that can only be learned in an "inhuman state".

The visitor is inhumane!

"The Dean!"

"It's the dean!"

On the ground, a student from Qintian Taoist Academy immediately shouted in surprise.

In mid-air, Lu Tang, the dean of the Qintian Taoist Academy in Shengguo Jingcheng, looked cold and stood in the air. He was hunting and hunting in a lavender robe. He had a long sword in his hand. The sword was still filled with bitter killing intent.

Without saying a word, just staring at the monster on the other side.

After a few breaths, two more figures marched in the north.

"The Lord of Heavenly Dao Sect King!"

"Demon Race Bai Dijun..."

Seeing this scene, there was a slight commotion on the ground. Although the three of them had fought with the Haizhou faction head, at that time, the place of engagement was in the Haizhou sect.

Almost no one saw it.

In contrast, this is the first time everyone has witnessed the gathering of three powerful legends from the mainland.

Fortunately, Lu Tang rose up in the last century and transformed into an inhuman state. Although he has stepped down as the superintendent of the Qintian Supervisor, he is still in charge of the imperial court and is also the most inhumane state.

However, Wang Xundao and Bai Mingjing have seldom appeared in the public eye.

If it weren't for the Haizhou Great Change, it would be difficult for everyone in this life to see the three legends appearing together.

With the arrival of the three inhuman powers, the terrifying coercion that enveloped the sky was suddenly dissipated, and many people showed surprise and inspiring expressions.

Even the endless ghosts looked up, and the offensive was greatly reduced.

However, the three in the sky have no time to relive the past.

Lu Tang looked cold.

Wang Xun said that his whiskers were flying and his expression was solemn.

Bai Mingjing's long hair hangs down, and the wind does not move.

Facing the gazes of the three of them, on the other side, the "head of the Haizhou faction" entrenched on the hill made a strange laugh, which of course was not a human laugh:

"You, no, my opponent."

The flesh and blood monster spoke in a slightly jerky tone.

After a pause, seeing the three of them silent, it said in a slightly ironic tone:

"Before, you guys were OK and hurt me, but now, it's not mine, opponent."

Its tone is quite determined.

The three people standing in the air didn't even refute.

It was drizzling.

"Ji." Wang Xundao said suddenly.

"What...?" The head of the Haizhou faction seemed a little confused.

"Ji." On the side, Bai Mingjing, who created the Demon Capital in one hand, also sighed, as if feeling emotional, and as if to explain, "Two hundred years ago, someone said to us that this world is not safe and there will be disasters at any time. arrival.

In the past two hundred years, I have often wondered what the so-called calamity would look like, and whether I can meet it in this life. Now, I think, I finally understand."

"It is ridiculous that we still underestimated the calamity after all," Wang Xundao's expression on his old face was extremely complicated, "After breaking through, we noticed a new world.

I think that this is a great deal, even if it is a disaster, I can handle it myself.Now it seems that such an idea is really naive and ridiculous."

"We underestimated your strength and overestimated ourselves...

You are right. I waited for the three of them to recover from serious injuries, and they are probably not your opponent today.

When the three of me die in battle, probably no one in this world can stop you."

Lu Tang, who was already in middle age, said calmly.

Calm, as if talking about life and death.

"So?" across the river bank, the head of the Haizhou faction asked with some confusion.

"So, we are not going to kill, but will wait here."

"Wait for me, over?" The Haizhou faction head seemed to be smiling.

Lu Tang shook his head: "Waiting for death, or waiting for someone."

Wait...a...person?

At this moment, both the alienated "Haizhou faction head" or the practitioners from all over the mainland on the ground defense line had the same doubts.

Then, everyone saw three inhumane powerhouses in midair smashing a jade slip in their hands at the same time.

The jade slip bursts, bursts of brilliance, merges into one, and shines directly into the sky, drawing a huge, mysterious, and complicated pattern!

That is Lin Tuo's transmission pattern left in the "Three-volume Book of Heaven".

It is said that if you encounter an irresistible calamity, you can use this to try to connect with "Vast Sky Will."

At this moment, facing this monster that is far stronger than himself, facing the "catastrophe" that will destroy the entire continent.

The three "inhuman" powerhouses are above Kunhe with the determination to die.

Activate the Dao pattern.

Try...Call "Haotian"!