Seeing that the human race's spiritual energy gradually could not keep up with it and was about to lose, the head of the commander looked around and shouted:

"Everyone unloads the baggage and hangs light armor, and the heavy blades have also been changed to light weapons, so that the weapons in his hands can defend the territory and borders for our human race!"

"Soul!"

No one hesitated, and they all untied the heavy armor that had extremely high defense, but extremely consuming spiritual energy, and was clumsy and slow, and the weapon was replaced with a lighter long sword.

"A real man is born in heaven and earth. He should carry a three-foot sword to achieve unparalleled achievements and rush!" the chief roared.

"kill!"

For a moment, the sound of the sound shook the sky, and many human races met the evil enemy. Although the efficiency of killing enemies increased significantly, more and more human races were injured.

A brave bald soldier of the human race, as he killed more and more enemies, his broken sword in his hand was as shattered as jagged teeth, and his eyes also turned into an angry red color.

"puff!"

Finally, when he just cut off the head of a Netherworld clan member in front of him, he was suddenly stabbed into his dantian by another Netherworld clan team leader.

"Shih!"

Then the bald soldier's belly was cut open by the captain of the Nether Clan and then rushed to the next enemy.

The bald head, whose stomach was thrown away, widened his eyes, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't say a word. His intestines were mixed with various internal organs and flowed all over the floor.

"Bully Xu!" The comrade-in-arms with scars on the side rushed over after seeing this, hurried over, holding the bald man's upper body soaked in blood. He felt the only spiritual power left by him, who was also a cultivator, and the scar man trembled.

"Don't... don't be sad..." The bald man lay in the arms of the scar man, stretched out his blood-stained palm with his remaining strength, barely holding the rough back of the person beside him, and said intermittently: "Before coming to the battlefield... my old man made a special fortune... and said that I will definitely... cough cough... I will definitely die outside in battle... I didn't listen... and even joked that he was not sure this time..."

"Now, I don't regret it... it's just that you... can you go to visit my mother's grave every year in the future..."

The scar man said with tears in his eyes: "Don't worry, I will not only visit your grave, but your father will be my father in the future."

The bald man breathed a sigh of relief and said in an inauspicious voice: "You can actually die in the battlefield...ah...it's fine... I just hate that I couldn't kill a few more people from the Netherworld..."

Then the bald man's arm was lowered, staring blankly at the Netherworld Warship in the sky, but no longer had a breath...

Similar things are constantly happening in every corner of the battlefield. Some of them have lost their childhood friends on the battlefield, some have lost their wives, and some have not even had time to bury their parents' bodies, but they have to endure the grief and face the next enemy they are coming.

When Tang Ming arrived at the No. 4 base point, he saw that at the front of the right wing team of the No. 4 base point, a captain of the Netherworld's first-level Deep Transformation Period used a wide Netherworld Ghost Sword to cut off the left half of a human scar man's arm, and his life was hard to save.

Just as Tang Ming was about to take action, a simple figure dressed in green and green appeared on the battlefield. A purple-red flower popped up as her wrist flipped.

The Captain of Netherworld, who disagreed, waved to block it, but unexpectedly the petals sank into the palm of the Captain of Netherworld and disappeared.

Before he could react, the Netherworld captain turned into a touch of pollen and drifted into nothingness with the gust of cold wind on the battlefield.

Then with the rain of flower transformed into spiritual power, the woman landed on the ground. Although the sky could attack more enemies, it also meant that she needed to defend against the enemy's attacks all over the sky, and few people fought directly over the battlefield.

After landing on the ground, I saw clearly that the woman's green long skirt was tattooed with the unique marks of the Three Flowers Divine Sect. In her beautiful eyes, there seemed to be three-color petals floating in the wind and dissipated with the wind. This is the embodiment of the complete Three Flowers Divine Skills practicing to the realm of great success.

Then Xiuzu stomped her feet slightly on the ground, and the strength of the third level of the Ding Ding Period made all the Netherworld tribes around her shake out and die so much that she could not die again.

"Floating smoke?" Tang Ming shouted in dismay, but the sound, which was not loud, was instantly overwhelmed by the roar of the battlefield, and no one could hear what he was saying.

Yue'er ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Take everyone on the right wing to support the squadron and the left wing, I'm here to support me."

The scar man who was sitting on the ground due to injury looked up at her, nodded in complicated eyes, and then quietly retreated.

Then Yue'er raised her slender hands, pinched the complicated palm prints in front of her, and whispered: "Huawu Xinghe!" Then she pushed her hands forward.

Suddenly, the right wing of the battlefield was like spring, with three-color petals and fluorescent green leaves flying together, passing through the bodies of countless Netherworld people before dispersing.

Then the originally noisy right wing front suddenly became quiet, and the thousands of Netherworld warriors in front of Yue'er all stopped, as if time was stagnant.

After a breath, the Netherworld tribe members who were not affected finally felt something was wrong. They were so confused that they touched their elbows, like sculptures.

"Buzz!"

Just like a chain reaction, the bodies of thousands of Netherworld captains turned into petal-sized fragments, and then dissipated into powder, making the blood and energy in the air stronger. Looking closely, it turned out that it was instantly penetrated by the endless petals and green just now.

Suddenly, the human race retreated, and thousands of forwards were killed in battle, and Yue'er's surroundings were completely cleared.

A captain of the Netherworld who was responsible for observing the right wing of the battlefield on the Netherworld warship naturally also watched what happened on Yue'er, and then jumped down from the dark warship, shaking the right wing of the battlefield.

The strong smell of blood is hard to tell whether it is the smell of blood on his body or the blood mist that already exists on the battlefield.

Unlike ordinary captains, this Netherworld Captain has only one level of cultivation in the first level of the Ding Transformation Stage and the second level, but has reached the peak of the third level of the Ding Transformation Stage. The spiritual power fluctuations around his body are no weaker than Yue'er who has just broken through.

The Captain Netherworld, dressed in armor, licked his lower lips wildly, and looked at Yue'er's body with unconcealed greed eyes, as if he was looking at food.

Then he sucked it with his nose and said with a grin: "I haven't tasted such delicious blood food for a long time. The fragrance of flowers on your body fascinates me. I think the taste is much better than other human races." As he said that, he rushed over with a wave of the Netherworld Blood Sword.

Yue'er frowned slightly. She hated Captain Netherworld's words, but also felt that her strength was still far from the other party, because she had just entered the third level of the transformation tripod, and the difference between the combat power from the peak of the third level of the transformation tripod was not a small point, but the arrow had to be fired on the string.

As he thought, Captain Netherworld waved his blood knife to his front. The cold light reflected on the armor made Yue'er's heart thrust, so he hurriedly made a seal, cast out a three-color nine-petal flower that was blooming, and attacked Captain Netherworld with the mysterious light.

Captain Netherworld saw this and slashed his blood knife across his chest. The petals that were originally brewing endless murderous intent were slashed and dissipated in the air. Then the sword light of the knife continued to diminish and stabbed straight towards Yue'er's throat.

Yue'er exclaimed, twisted her body quickly and quickly retreated to the side.

"bass!"

It was almost time to say that Yue'er had barely avoided the vital points, but she turned around and was cut off by the sharp sword light. Seeing that her long hair, which was originally waist-thick, was instantly cut to the end of her shoulders. Before Yue'er could feel distressed, she saw another knife running towards her face.

The beautiful eyes of Deyue'er, who was unable to hide, were slightly condensed and knew that she was invincible. Then, she bit her lower lip with her teeth, as if she had made up some decision, and pointed at the three petal marks on the middle of her eyebrows with her index finger.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, Yue'er's body was covered with petals, which seemed to be weakly blocking Captain Nether's blade.

Then she opened her eyes full of white light, and her realm began to rise, and even barely crossed the peak of the third level of the transformation tripod, touching the threshold of the fourth level of the transformation tripod.

"The Three Flowers Forbidden Technique is full of flowers!"

With Yue'er's curse, the air around her began to twist slightly, and a huge three-color peony bloomed freely between the two.

"go!"

After the moonlight whispered, large areas of peony petals withered from the stamens and turned into sharp blades, gradually submerging Captain Netherworld and splashing dust all over the sky.

After doing all this, Yue'er was like a deflated ball. The spiritual energy in her body was instantly drained and then she collapsed on the ground. Obviously, the forbidden technique she had just used had huge side effects.

After taking a breath on the ground for two breaths, Yue'er slowly stood up and was about to stand up and retreat to the camp, but she saw a trace of a human-shaped figure twitching slightly in the thick dust that had just been used to use the forbidden technique.

Yue'er's eyes were full of shock and she murmured: "Impossible. Even the fourth level of the transformation tripod just now could not withstand it. He was just the peak of the third level of the transformation tripod. How could he survive?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure gradually got up from the dust appeared in Yue'er's eyes, and she, who had no spiritual energy, could no longer give rise to a trace of strength to fight.

"Hehehehe, I really didn't expect you to have this ability." Captain Netherworld, who had climbed up again, shook his body and said arrogantly: "Fortunately, after I was promoted to the third level of the transformation tripod, my tribe's Netherworld General injected huge amount of spiritual energy and essence into my armor, otherwise it would really hit you this time."

Then he looked at Yue'er, who was like something on the plate, and the Captain Netherworld kept saying arrogantly: "This armor allows me to avoid all attacks below the sixth level of the transformation realm. I am the only one who has this benefit. After all, doing so will consume the combat power of the generals of our clan."

Then the Captain Netherworld raised the blood knife in his hand for the third time and slashed at Yue'er again with a ferocious look.

Yue'er whispered unwillingly: "My junior sister just betrayed my master. I can't suffer any misfortune anymore. I must fight to the death!"
Chapter completed!