The battlefield of Youling is just a miniature of this huge war.
Although there were only nine people, after the nine ghost kings joined the battle, the speed of the black wave was obviously accelerated.
The casualties continue to increase.
One hundred thousand gold armor has damaged thousands of people, but the fighting spirit of these gold armor soldiers is still high and unyielding!
"War
The storm on the Gobi seems to be swept away by this tsunami like cry.
"Too slow."
Hearing the light voice coming from the front, Cui pan bowed slightly and immediately disappeared in the same place.
Like a black lightning, straight to the battlefield!
Thousands of meters away, fleeting!
Where he passed, Jin Jia, who was in the way, was hit by the strong wind and flew around.
One man can break ten million armor!
Although the number of gold armour is huge, there is almost no unified enemy.
His face did not have any emotional fluctuations, his eyes were silent. After he stepped on the battlefield, the surrounding underground people spontaneously gathered towards him.
Under his leadership, these more than 100 people, like an indestructible sword, accompanied by a stream of blood, entered the hinterland of the battlefield with great terror!
"Xiaobai, who killed more than this time?"
Black impermanence shouldered the sickle of terrible shape, the voice has not yet landed, people have disappeared.
"The nigger always likes to cheat."
Shansidia smiles, glances at the impermanence of his eyes, then closes his sleeve and stomps on the ground with his right foot, reflecting the battlefield with explosive force!
After him, the punishment of evil division Yin falling flowers, Chacha division Qi Gan also no longer stand by.
"White impermanence, if you continue to pretend to be deep, I'm afraid black impermanence..."
He looked at the scythe that had been whirling in the battlefield and raised a shower of blood. Before he finished, his head was patted.
"You're the only one who talks."
"Come on, Ma Mian, do you dare to compare with me? All day long, you are salivating and calling for master Yan Di. With your strength, even if Yan Di should answer you, don't you think it's humiliating to Yan Di? "
The man with half a mask of ferocious ox head rolled up his sleeve.
"Bai Wuchang, you are the referee for us. Today, I want to..."
The white robe embroidered with golden lines was still a "high cold fan" and the body gradually became empty.
He uttered a word, and when he looked back, he found that Ma Mian also began to run to the battlefield.
"Don't run
He hastened to catch up.
In addition to the purple figure has been standing in place, the high-level underground, all into the fight!
With the participation of these powerful men, the casualties in the battle will be aggravated instantly!
Because the storm swept, resulting in blood all over the sky, and even the sky seems to be dyed red.
The north gate is above the city gate.
The figure quietly looked at the fierce battlefield.
At this time, the battle has shown a one-sided situation.
Although the warriors were brave, they were still facing forward, and there was no rout, but they were just dying.
The casualties have increased dramatically with the speed visible to human eyes, which has already exceeded ten thousand. Looking around, the broken gold armor makes this Gobi look very heroic. But even so, he didn't let Mr. He do it.
The purple haired woman hasn't moved yet.
The scene of feicui garden made him understand that even if Mr. He intervened, he could not save the overall situation.
"He came anyway."
He Kyushu suddenly said.
At the same time, a car drove out of the north gate.
He Jiuzhou side of the figure, eyes a coagulation, watched the car drive to the Li word flag.
"General."
Long Po can't bear to look at the battlefield again. He looks back and stares at the man standing under the banner. His face is full of the meaning of asking for a fight.
Even if he knew clearly that he could not change anything, he could not watch the soldiers fighting in front, but he could not stand by in the rear.
As an excellent commander and leader, Li Zhengrong has seen the final result of the war.
Even if there are still 90000 pieces of armor on the battlefield.
Even though, the dragon soul, the dragon soul and the dragon group are still around him.
Is there any other significance besides letting more people die?
There was a rare hesitation and hesitation on his always determined face.
The eyes of the dragon soul and the members of the dragon group also gathered towards him.
Li Zhengrong's lips moved, but he didn't say anything. Behind him, there was an old voice.
"That's all."
He looked back and stepped forward.
"Dad, what are you doing here?"
"That's all."
The old man who created the glory of the Li family glanced over the dragon soul and dragon group, then looked up at the sons fighting for their Li character battle flag."This war, all because of us Li, there is no need to let innocent people, to sacrifice in vain."
He raised his head and looked at the flag still blowing in the wind.
The character Li is still striking.
He was silent and kept looking up, as if remembering his invincible glory with the flag.
No one dares to disturb.
The fighting has continued.
Death continues.
The ghosts in the underworld didn't seem to have the intention to fight directly to the last side. They seemed to want to give Li a chance without complaint.
They seem to want to kill the 100000 gold armor completely!
After half pay, the old man of the same age moved his eyes away from the flag, lowered his head and slowly closed his eyes.
"Flag down."
Voice landing.
The faces of the Dragon spirits changed.
"Old li...!"
"What? Is it useless for me to speak now? "
The old man opened his eyes. Although he was old, his eyes were still sharp, which made people dare not look directly at him.
Li Zhengrong's lips were tight and half silent.
It's a slow way.
"Flag down."
The dragon soul, the dragon soul and the dragon group are all silent.
One second ago, even though they knew that they would die, but they were still fighting. At this moment, they seemed to have lost all their fighting spirit, just like they collapsed in vain.
The drums of war came from behind.
The tens of thousands of gold armours, who were generous and eager to die, suddenly turned back. Then, as if time had frozen, they were all stunned. Their faces full of yellow sand and blood were full of disbelief.
Tens of thousands of lines of sight.
I don't know when that flag will be replaced. Instead, it is a white flag with extremely monotonous color.
That pale color, stabbing the eyes of countless people.
The north gate is above the city gate.
The two figures also saw the change of the flag.
"It's over."
He Jiuzhou sighed softly.
"Mr. Li made such a choice after all."
The figure beside him didn't seem to be surprised, but looking at the white flag flying behind tens of thousands of gold armor, his eyes were still complicated.
Light the white flag.
It's like giving up.
But giving up resistance at this time, of course, saved the lives of 90000 Jinjia, but at the same time, it also means that there is no barrier between the Li family and the hell.
With the determination of the hell, I'm afraid the corpses on the ground can't calm their anger.
Mr. Li, this gives up the chance of survival.