Xie Tian's body once again became a reflection of the battlefield.
Even though he had seen this spectacle twice, Wu Dong was still quite frightened.
Because this time, Xie Tian's reflection of the inexplicable battlefield not only showed the expected changes, but he was also bleeding and injured …
It was as if he wanted to perfectly show the tragedy of the battlefield.
He was very worried that the fearless Xie Shao would be radical enough to show death. If that was the case, he might not survive more than ten breaths in this Demons' territory.
Fortunately, after three days, he finally confirmed that although Xie Tian had been bleeding and the wounds on his body had not healed, his vital signs were in a stable state.
Subconsciously, Wu Dong thought of the Little Golden Dragon that he had seen several times.
He thought that Xie Tian, who was injured every moment, must have relied on that strange treasure to survive.
But when he thought that even someone as strong as Xie Tian needed to use the Little Golden Dragon, he subconsciously shuddered.
At the same time, he was also thinking …
"Young Master Xie is projecting, just what kind of battle is it …"
No.
It's not a battle.
It's a war.
It's like two huge waves moving toward each other. After the first violent collision, they began to fight each other in all directions.
The moment the Demons and the human army collided, Xie Tian couldn't bear it and bled from his orifices …
Fortunately, he withstood this fierce wave of impact on his sea of consciousness.
But what followed the impact on his sea of consciousness were countless battles of various sizes in the distance, and a bloody battle that happened right under his eyes.
In the bloody battle, he was a half-step Heaven's Equal cultivator whose hands and feet were numb because his heart was beating so fast that his power was running sluggishly.
He could hear his panicked and heavy breathing.
Most of his breathing was a kind of crying, followed by helplessness and fear.
The demon lieutenants and demon generals in his line of sight were all blurry, not because they were too fast, but because he didn't want to see them clearly.
What was equally vague were the comrades who had gotten along well with each other not long ago. Not only were they exchanging their experiences in training and fighting, they were even teaching each other their experiences in fighting against the Demons.
His comrades were constantly being slaughtered, but because of the blur, the screams in his ears were all indistinct.
Even more indistinct were the voices of the old soldiers who had fought against the Demons. They were shouting at the top of their lungs, trying to organize their defense.
Because of the vagueness, all these shouts were basically meaningless.
Very soon, the self-destruction and killing lights produced by treasures, formations, and restrictions appeared in his field of vision.
The light was extremely messy …
However, compared to the vague military orders, the chaotic killing lights became the most effective guiding light.
Human soldiers were not as strong as Demons in terms of combat power.
But no matter how trashy they were, when the human cultivators used everything they had at the same time and used the treasures in their hands at all costs …
That became a disaster for the Demons.
Under this kind of killing that seemed like mutual destruction, the injuries on his body were stacking up at a terrifying speed.
But he had basically ignored these things.
After using up all his treasures in one go, he fell into a daze again, not knowing what to do next.
Until one of the soldiers shouted the word "run".
This word was the clearest sound he had heard so far.
Because of this word, he began to flee.
In the endless vagueness, he found a road that looked the most transparent color, and then fled frantically along this road.
On both sides of the road were either the black of the Demons or the red of the humans.
From time to time, this road would suddenly be cut off, either corroded by the black or stained by the red.
No matter what the situation was, with only the word "run" in his mind, he would immediately change direction and choose a new road of escape as fast as possible.
Perhaps it was because of nervousness and fear, he felt that time had become extremely long in this kind of escape.
But it was also because of the long period of time that he felt an unexpected confidence growing in his heart.
'I didn't expect that I wouldn't die after running for so long in this kind of situation …'
But with this thought in mind, he didn't realize that the distance he had escaped was only a few hundred miles.
What was the concept of a few hundred miles?
He didn't even have the concept of escaping from the small-scale battlefield that he was in.
But very quickly, he managed to escape …
Then, he fell into another small-scale battlefield.
…
The battles that followed were somewhat repetitive.
Blurry killing.
They fled in terror.
Unconscious injuries.
The cycle of these three was repeated continuously.
And following this repetitive battle, Xie Tian's consciousness also gradually adapted. Because of this, he sighed.
Although he had fought many fierce battles with Rakshasa, not only had Xie Tian not encountered a battle like this in the Battle of Scorching Sun Valley, he didn't even dare to think about it.
In front of the Demons, humans were much, much weaker than in front of Rakshasa.
In the blur, he saw many humans that were killed by the Demons.
These humans included Daozu, half-step Heaven's Equal, and even Heaven's Equal.
At the limit of his senses, he could only see three battlefields that could barely withstand the attacks of the Demons.
And these three battlefields finally converged into one …
Until now, in this battle with the Demons, humans that had lost almost 60% of their people finally stabilized their footing.
The reason why these three battlefields could be formed and finally converged into one was because of the three abnormally powerful Heaven's Equal.
These three Heaven's Equal were not only good at cultivation and killing, but they were also good at integrating the troops and controlling the formation that was formed after the integration.
Of course, these two were not the only reasons why humans could barely stabilize their footing.
Xie Tian also vaguely sensed that there were dozens of elite soldiers gathered beside these three powerhouses.
These elites never left the three Heaven's Equal at any time.
Every time an abnormally powerful demon general attacked the three, they would become the sharpest sword in the three's hands and kill.
Subconsciously, the word 'Celestial Weapon' appeared in Xie Tian's mind.
But even so …
In his last sense of the remnant souls, the battlefields that had converged into one finally fell into the encirclement of the Demons.
Fortunately, the soldier that he saved, after experiencing endless fear and confusion, suddenly gained the ultimate wisdom to escape …
Thus, he was able to entrust his last remnant soul to the only treasure that was not good at killing. After three thousand years, he was saved by Xie Tian.
When Xie Tian's vision was in the jade bottle and finally fell into endless darkness, Xie Tian carefully withdrew his vision.
He was full of emotions, but before he could sigh, he sensed something and looked at the jade bottle in front of him …
Bang!
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