Due to the addition of the fourth Desolate race Godly Monarch team, the battle did not end. Instead, it became even more intense.
The scene of the bloody battle became even more tragic. The loud booms that reverberated throughout the world became even more deafening.
Even the shockwaves that constantly spread out, reaching a radius of tens of thousands of miles, became even more dazzling.
The Divine Lord warriors under the Bo Re God Emperor were naturally the first to bear the brunt of the attack. They suffered the heaviest casualties.
On average, for every Desolate race Godly Monarch that was killed, there were four or five Divine Lord warriors that died.
As the number of casualties on both sides increased, the hatred between them also increased, becoming deeply rooted.
Ji Tianxing could stop everything, but he could also change everything.
However, he chose to hide and secretly control everything. He tried his best to maintain the balance of power between both sides.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
The Bo Re God Emperor had more than eight hundred soldiers, but another two hundred had died. There were only about six hundred left.
As for the Desolate race Godly Monarchs on the battlefield, from the initial 150 people, there were now only about 60 of them.
Another 90 Desolate race Godly Monarchs had died tragically in the chaotic battle, turning to dust.
From the situation, it was obvious that the Desolate race Godly Monarchs of the Qing Yue Hall had been defeated.
However, the soldiers under Pan Ruo Divine Emperor's command also paid a very heavy price.
Of the six hundred surviving soldiers, most of them were heavily injured. Many of their robes were stained with blood and they were riddled with wounds. Their strength had greatly decreased.
If the sixty Desolate race Godly Monarchs that survived did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives to break out of the encirclement, they would definitely be able to drag down three hundred soldiers with them.
However, the sixty Desolate race Godly Monarchs still had hope in their hearts. They did not dare to make such a decisive decision.
This was because … the fifth Desolate race Godly Monarch team had arrived!
This was the last team sent by the Master of Qing Yue Hall. It was still a hundred Desolate race Godly Monarchs, led by an Elder and two Deacons.
Before they arrived at the battlefield, they had already received messages from a few teams. They roughly knew the outcome of the battle.
These Desolate race Godly Monarchs were extremely shocked. They could not believe that the soldiers under the Bo Re God Emperor had such terrifying combat strength.
However, after they rushed to the battlefield and witnessed the situation with their own eyes, they had no choice but to believe it.
The miserable scene of hundreds of people in ragged clothes and covered in blood shocked them inexplicably.
The mountains and rivers within a radius of sixty thousand miles had been reduced to ruins and dust, which made them sigh with emotion.
When they saw their former clansmen and companions had been obliterated or were on the verge of death, they felt indescribably sorrowful and furious, and their killing intent surged into the sky.
Hence, the hundred Desolate race Godly Monarchs also let out angry roars and roars. They brandished their sabers and brandished the Kenshin soldiers without regard for anything else as they joined the battle.
The great battle that had paused for a moment with great difficulty once again set off a storm of blood, reaching its peak.
The more than sixty Desolate race Godly Monarchs, who were riddled with injuries, were in high spirits. They boosted their morale as they fought alongside their new companions.
Not to be outdone, the six hundred soldiers had no time to rest and adjust their breathing. They could only unleash the last of their potential and continue fighting.
…
Perhaps, this battle would only need an hour to end.
After all, no matter how many soldiers there were under the Bo Re God Emperor, their strength had been greatly reduced and they were riddled with injuries.
As for the Desolate race Godly Monarchs under the Qing Yue Hall, they were extremely powerful and their divine powers were brilliant.
In at most an hour, the outcome of the battle would be decided. One side would definitely be defeated and flee in a sorry state.
However, under Ji Tianxing's manipulation and adjustments, the battle had dragged on for two hours without ending.
Every time the Desolate race Godly Monarchs of the Qing Yue Hall were at a disadvantage and were beaten to a pulp, he would deliberately interfere with his own soldiers, causing them to miss out on a good opportunity.
As such, the number and speed of the Desolate race Godly Monarchs' deaths were all under his control.
Every time the Desolate race Godly Monarchs of the Qing Yue Hall launched a counterattack, suppressing the Bo Re God Emperor's soldiers and massacring them, Ji Tianxing would secretly adjust the situation.
He would secretly cast spells to quickly finish off some of the troublesome Desolate race Godly Monarchs, reducing the pressure on the hundreds of soldiers.
As such, the soldiers and experts from both sides fell deeply into the quagmire of the battle, with no one able to extricate themselves from it.
At times, the Desolate race Godly Monarchs of the Qing Yue Hall held the upper hand, while at other times, the Bo Re God Emperor's soldiers controlled the situation.
With the passage of time, the battlefield between the two sides constantly pushed northward, getting closer to the fleet and the Seven Moons Mountain.
Of course, this was also deliberately done by Ji Tianxing.
The reason why he did this was because he wanted to use this fuse to completely ignite the hatred between the two sides, making the situation even more out of control.
If one side was defeated, the battle would definitely stop.
When that happened, both sides would sound the gong to retreat, and it was very likely that they would begin negotiations again.
Once one side calmed down, swallowing their anger and compromising, it would be very difficult for the battle to continue.
What Ji Tianxing wanted to do was to continue fanning the flames, causing the battle to continue to erupt until both sides went to war.
When that happened, even if the Bo Re God Emperor received the news and rushed back as quickly as possible to suppress the situation, it would be too late.
In short, he wanted to prevent the Bo Re God Emperor from joining the Kongming Temple.
…
Two hours later.
More than half of the hundred plus Desolate race Godly Monarchs of the Qing Yue Hall were dead. Only about sixty of them were still bitterly holding on.
These Godly Monarch experts were all at least at the fifth layer of the Godly King Realm. Even if they were covered in injuries, they could still continue fighting.
However, they had a premonition that the situation was not good, and they were also worried that they would all be wiped out.
As such, a few Elders and Deacons tried all means to send out messages to the Master of Qing Yue Hall for help, hoping that the Master of Qing Yue Hall would send more experts to reinforce them.
When the Master of Qing Yue Hall, who presided over the Seven Moons Mountain, heard that the five teams he sent out had suffered such heavy casualties, he was naturally extremely shocked and flew into a rage.
In his rage, the Master of Qing Yue Hall found it difficult to maintain his composure.
For the sake of fairness and justice, as well as to redress the grievances and redeem his reputation, he could only send out more elite experts to reinforce his people.
As for the soldiers under the Bo Re God Emperor … after two hours of fighting, their numbers had been reduced from six hundred to about a hundred.
More than four hundred soldiers had died tragically in the battle. Ninety percent of them were Godly Lord warriors, and only a few were Godly Monarch experts.
Even so, the hundred plus soldiers that were lucky enough to survive did not collapse.
This was because … Marshal Zuo had sent six teams of reinforcements, with a total of 1800 people!
After such a long period of time, the other three teams of 900 soldiers had also arrived on the battlefield.
As such, the Bo Re God Emperor had more than a thousand soldiers on his side!
The sixty plus Desolate race Godly Monarchs of the Qing Yue Hall who were lucky enough to survive were completely flustered. They could not hold on any longer and could only try their best to break out of the encirclement and escape in the direction of the Seven Moons Mountain.
Although Marshal Zuo had sent out a thousand soldiers to pursue and kill the Desolate race Godly Monarchs one after another, the distance between the two sides was very far.
They were getting closer and closer to the fleet and the Seven Moons Mountain.
This resulted in reinforcements from both sides arriving even faster!
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