The horn sounded in the camp of the holy King's palace, which inspired the warriors in the rosefinch city to look at the holy King's army one by one. They saw the whole army formation of the holy King's army in clang armor, and some warriors who were subject to the holy King's palace were also among them, murderous and facing the rosefinch city.

The void shook in an instant, and the dense holy King's army and a large number of warriors moved towards the rosefinch city like locusts.

Gathering pills as cannon fodder, Shentai as a soldier, half a king as a scholar, three and a half steps, Wang Wei will come all the way.

The battle on the eleventh day did not give rosefinch city a chance to breathe. The holy palace made up its mind to pull out the nail of rosefinch city no matter how much it cost. These soldiers were not distressed at all, as long as the God King did not fall.

These soldiers are the cannon fodder that consumes the strength of rosefinch city.

Looking at this group of forced holy King's army, the warlords of rosefinch city in the City show their determination one by one. Many people know that once they leave the city, they may not come back alive. The best example is that their friends and clansmen fall one by one.

But they have no choice at all. If they don't go up, they will die. If they go up, they may live. They are fighting for the family clan. Even death is vigorous. The world of martial artists is boiling with blood.

In this special period when the mainland was turbulent and even the God King was about to fall, they had no choice but to fight in the first World War.

What makes them sad is that many of the holy King's army are their clansmen and people of their sect. They personally sent them to the holy palace and became puppets. Now the holy palace uses this group of puppets to deal with them.

On the city wall, teams of warriors dressed in various colors stepped into the void and killed the king's army.

The blood rain fell, the corpses fell, and the war was very fierce.

At sunset, the holy palace sounded its horn and was ready to draw an end to the war on the eleventh day.

The fierce war is still going on from early morning to sunset every day. There are many fewer martial artists who used to be bustling in rosefinch city. Everyone's face is tired. Since these days, too many martial artists have died, so many that they are numb.

At the end of the daily war, many warriors will choose to paralyze themselves with liquor. It is also their misfortune to live in this turbulent era of the continent.

What about Shentai? It's still cannon fodder. In the war in which half kings fell one after another, Shentai is still too weak.

"If we continue to consume like this, the warriors of rosefinch city will die." There was a sigh in the void. There were several figures. They were the divine kings. They were also very tired. They looked at a group of drunken warriors in the city and showed an unbearable look.

On one side, the God King Simo looked at the fire man God with an unbearable look and said, "there is no way. The holy palace makes it clear that it will consume the strength of our rosefinch city. In a period of time, it will be our decisive battle."

Indeed, when the war is over, it's their turn to fight, and once that time, it's the final decisive battle and the fall of the God King.

"Nearly 20% of the martial artists of situ's family have died, and three and a half kings have died. This is an intolerable loss." King situ's mouth was twitching, 20% of the elite died, and the strength of the whole family was greatly weakened. If he was not the ancestor of the God King, I'm afraid the whole family had been in turmoil.

The situation of other families gathered in rosefinch city was also very bad. A large number of strong people fell, and many of the half King pillars in the family were dying. Even the backbone of Shentai did not know how many died.

In this way, you don't have to wait until the city is broken, and the warriors in the rosefinch city will be consumed.

Several divine kings sighed and had nothing to do. The war between the warriors was much crueler than the secular world. Their bodies flashed and left here.

The battle continued. However, Sun Yi, who was baptized by his blood, didn't know that he had stayed in the rosefinch's nest for nearly a month and slowly refined the energy in his body. What made him happy was that with the blood essence of the rosefinch, he had a better understanding of the artistic conception of fire, especially the fire of life, which also made his abnormal recovery ability stronger.

This terrible recovery ability will take a lot of effort even if the middle God King wants to kill him.

It's a pity that the artistic conception of Shentai martial arts is strong. It can never become a law without experiencing the robbery of the God King.

The strength of the divine king's martial arts lies in the power of the law, but Sun Yi is not depressed. His strength now has the combat power of the divine king. He tries to break through the divine king only when he reaches the peak of the Ninth Heaven of Shentai and condenses the success of the first barren star.

Now the most important thing for Sun Yi is to stabilize his strength and sit and accumulate for the breakthrough of the God King in the future.

On the 30th day, the eggshell was broken, exposing Sun Yi, including kneeling, which showed that the energy had been absorbed by Sun Yi, and the baptism of Xin's blood had been completed.

"So soon, I thought it would take you at least three months to complete your blood baptism. I underestimated you." The rosefinch turned into a beautiful woman and looked at Sun Yi in surprise. It was too fast. Just a month, how strong his bearing capacity was.

"Maybe my physique is strong." Sun Yi moved his numb body and smiled back.

"It should be so. The martial arts player who practices the body is really wonderful. Coupled with the blood power of white tiger and rosefinch, your strength should be more than what you show." The beautiful lady of rosefinch appreciates watching Sun Yi. She is naturally happy to have such an excellent younger generation.

"There is no problem dealing with the lower God King. The middle God King can escape from him. The upper God King is estimated to have to wait for death." Sun Yi said frankly, let the beautiful rosefinch's eyes show different colors again and again.

"It's also true. If you baptize in three months, you can't provide you with such a long time. The holy palace outside has launched a strong attack on our rosefinch city." The rosefinch lady's eyes seemed to see the outside world through the volcano.

"How's it going?" Sun Yi said with anxiety.

"The situation is very bad. It has been storming for a month. The war between God kings will soon break out. I can feel that there is a God King competing against me. If I move, it must be the time for the final decisive battle." The beautiful woman frowned.

"So..." Sun Yi touched his nose and said thoughtfully on his face, "I also go outside to help them. My strength also has the next God King. Meeting the middle king can't kill me in a short time."

Sun Yat Sen's eyes showed the flames of war. The fusion of wind artistic conception and void artistic conception was his biggest capital to escape. Listening to the beautiful rosefinch, the battle outside had reached a very bad state, and he was also eager to fight.

Only by fighting the strong can we improve our strength and break through the current bottleneck.

"Well, with your help, it will ease a lot. If they are the king, I will do it too." The beautiful rosefinch nodded. She was the peak of the superior king and the most feared combat power of the holy palace.

Then Sun Yi looked at hui'er, who was still absorbing energy, and left the volcano.