Chapter 1525

Blood stained battlefield, this battle has brought heavy damage to the sun and the four Nation Alliance, but it is not over.

The forces of the sun are nibbling away, and the alliance of four countries, relying on its own forces, is constantly attacking.

Taotie is surrounded by five divine beasts. Xuanwu and Baqi snake fight against two divine beasts respectively. Even the white tiger has to fight against the coming divine beasts to protect the safety of Yanyu.

Yan Yu can't remember how many bottles of magic potion he drank. His hand holding up his staff is numb with pain. His unconscious arm keeps waving. If he uses more Holy Shield, he can save his life. He can't stop. He dare not stop.

Priests are the guarantee for the survival of all professions. Only when priests are alive, other people have the hope of survival.

Yan Yu's face was pale, he was born weak, and he had a disease that could not be cured. In such a high-intensity battle, he nearly fell ill again and again, but he was forced down with a treatment agent. He had no blood color at the corners of his mouth, but he still did not give up the cure.

Seven wolves have been bathed in blood, and their advanced monsters have been scarred. As far away as the alliance of four countries, the wolf and the sleeping wolf have joined the demon camp. As the only pastor, the sleeping wolf has more responsibilities than anyone else.

At this moment, the sleeping wolf's left hand has been cut off, only a little skin and flesh are still connected, but he has no time to record his injury. After drinking a bottle of hemostatic agent, he still keeps waving his staff.

He was the only priest here, and he watched the familiar demons die under the enemy's butcher's knife. His heart was filled with hatred.

The evil wolf has been guarding the sleeping wolf. When the sleeping wolf was cut, he yanked the sword away with his other hand. The five fingers of the palm holding the sword had been cut off by the blade, but he still did not give up the attack.

Demons can still flow into the last drop of blood for the sun, and they can't even advise!

Nine uncles with the sun cemetery escaped from the group of people, in the alliance of four countries to kill.

The lower demons have almost died. All the middle demons have been wounded. Even the higher demons like fautu have died a lot. If we don't open the encirclement, we are afraid that all the demons will die here if the sun doesn't set!

The whole battlefield has been filled with a strong smell of blood, people 's sense of smell has been completely lost.

Shen Yanxiao leads the flying Warcraft to resist the foreign enemies. She understands that the situation is very bad now.

There are only so many troops in the sun. How many more can come back alive?

Blood filled the sky, Shen Yanxiao's eyes red, his arrows never stopped.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The swords are crisscrossing and the flesh and blood are flying.

This is the real stream of blood!

Just as the sun never sets and falls into a bitter battle, the two voices of the Phoenix that pierce the clouds resound suddenly!

The little Phoenix, lying on the head of the Zhuque, excitedly sprang out, opened his mouth, and gave out a shrill cry.

Shen Yanxiao's heart trembled. She looked up and looked at the source of the voice.

In the sky not far away, two phoenix bathing in fire are flying towards the sun!

In one of the Phoenix's body, Shen Yanxiao saw the familiar figure!

It was a young man who had just grown up. His slender figure was a little thin, but he was full of the rage of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.