The bodies of the two foreigners suddenly grew larger, like balloons that were filled with air. In an instant, they doubled in size. When they stepped on the ground, there was a rumbling sound. The roars of the two foreigners were like thunder. Wuyang looked back and said, "Oh my god, they are fat!"
Ning 'e Abba did not understand. He asked, "What do you mean by fat?" As he spoke, his sword seal killed an outsider. His body had already dashed dozens of meters away with Lei Xingfeng and Wu Yang.
Wu Yang said, "Look back … those two fellows have become fat!"
Ning 'e Abba looked back and said, "That's not fat … that's transformation!"
After the two Dao Lord Patriarchs transformed, their speed was obviously faster. Unfortunately, Lei Xingfeng, Wu Yang, and Ning 'e Abba were extremely fast. The three of them could not catch up. However, the cultivators along the way were unlucky. Many of them were killed by the two Dao Lord Patriarchs.
Wu Yang and the other two cultivators killed many people along the way. Wu Yang and the other two Dao Lord Patriarchs killed many people along the way. Wu Yang and the other two killed the outsiders while the two Dao Lord Patriarchs killed the cultivators. Along the way, both the outsiders and the cultivators could not stand it. When they saw the five of them coming, they hid to the side.
This way, the outsiders were at a disadvantage. This was because Wu Yang and the other two were targeting the outsiders. The cultivators were only affected. As long as they avoided in time, the two Dao Lord Patriarchs could not do anything. They could not turn around and kill the cultivators. The two Dao Lord Patriarchs were flustered and exasperated. They only wanted to catch Wu Yang and the other two and tear them to pieces.
The three of them fled in all directions, rushing to wherever there was a large number of outsiders. They were not foolish enough to turn around and fight the two Dao Lord Patriarchs. As time passed, the two Dao Lord Patriarchs realized that something was amiss. Because the two of them had been chasing after Wu Yang and the others, the areas they were in charge of had all collapsed. They were being slaughtered by the experts of the cultivators. It must be known that the two Dao Lord Patriarchs were in charge of restraining the Dao Lord Patriarchs. If they were not restrained, then the Dao Lord Patriarchs would not be able to resist their strength even if they did not use powerful techniques.
Suddenly, two people rushed out to stop the Dao Lord Patriarchs. One of them shouted, "Kill these two fellows!"
Lei Xingfeng saw an opportunity and shouted, "Turn around and kill them!"
It would be stupid not to take advantage of such an opportunity. The three of them were getting a little annoyed from being chased. The three of them turned around and charged back.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two Dao Lord Patriarchs suddenly realized that something was wrong. With a strange cry, the two of them turned around and ran. The situation instantly reversed. They were originally being chased, but now they were the ones being chased.
The five of them chased after the two of them and attacked wildly from behind. However, the Dao Lord Patriarchs were different. Their defenses were extremely strong. Even if they were hit, they would not be seriously injured. The two Dao Lord Patriarchs screamed as they ran back. At this moment, the outsiders completely collapsed. The originally valiant warriors suddenly became cowards. They all turned around and ran. The remaining cultivators chased after them and killed them along the way.
Lei Xingfeng discovered that the two Dao Lord Patriarchs' bodies were rapidly shrinking like deflated balloons. They instantly returned to their original appearance. Then, the two Dao Lord Patriarchs suddenly became extremely fast. In a few flashes, they disappeared into the fleeing crowd. If a Dao Lord Patriarch wanted to escape, it was usually impossible to catch up. This was especially so when the front was full of defeated outsiders. It blocked Wu Yang's pursuit.
Wu Yang said, "They really run fast. They're gone in the blink of an eye!"
Ning E Aba said, "Forget it. We'll have to fight for a while if we catch up. I don't have any confidence in fighting Dao Lord Patriarchs."
Lei Xingfeng also laughed. He said, "Yes, it's best that they ran away. If we really fight, we might not have the upper hand … especially when it's the two of us." He was talking about Ning E Aba. The two of them were only Heavenly Lords. They were borrowing the power of Wu Yang and the other two Dao Lord Patriarchs. Otherwise, forget about chasing the two Dao Lord Patriarchs. If they really fought, the two of them would run as far as they could. Only a fool would fight such experts. The difference between a Dao Lord and a Heavenly Lord was just too great.
Wu Yang laughed. "That's true. We ran like rabbits just now. Haha."
The two cultivator Dao Lords saw that their opponents had escaped and did not give chase. They would rather kill ordinary outsiders. If they were enemies of similar strength, it was best to avoid fighting. Only such experts could hurt them. Unless they had no other choice, or if they were very confident, they would not take the initiative to attack.
Although there were a large number of foreigners, there were not more experts than cultivators. Wu Yang and the others stopped after chasing for a while. Seeing the foreigners retreat like the tide, they were not willing to foolishly chase after them.
In this battle, the outsiders suffered heavy casualties, but so did the cultivators. Of the hundreds of thousands of cultivators, less than two-thirds survived. Half of them were seriously injured. This cannon fodder team was basically crippled. Those who survived without any injuries were probably less than 50,000. They were all people with some brains. Those who charged forward foolishly were either dead or seriously injured. Those who were unharmed were already very lucky.
The camp was bleak. Most of the cultivators had never seen such casualties. Many of the cultivators who came with them were sad when they saw their companions die.
Wu Yang and Lei Xingfeng were fine. After all, no one from the Secret Sect came. However, Ning 'e Aba was more upset. Many people from the Great Three Sects came. He received news that at least half of them had died. The rest were injured. Fortunately, Lei Xingfeng had provided some healing medicine for these injured people.
Compared to the cultivators from the other sects, Ning 'e Aba and the others were in a better situation. At least half of them had died. Many cultivators from other sects had lost more than half. Some of the cultivators from other sects only had a few survivors.
There were also a few small sects that did not have a single survivor. All of them had died in battle.
Behind the inspection team, there were more than 100,000 cultivators. They were all the lowest level cultivators. They were not here to fight, but to experience the battlefield. They were the reserve low-level disciples of the Ming Ze Alliance. Their mission was to clean up the battlefield and bury the corpses.
The entire battlefield unfolded in the forest. Therefore, the forest was almost completely destroyed. Broken branches and leaves covered the ground. A few branches of the big trees were still intact, standing alone on the battlefield. The fire that was ignited was quickly extinguished in the heavy rain. Now, one could really see very far.
Lei Xingfeng sat on a bulging tree root. He looked at the battlefield and sighed. This battlefield was not any worse than the ones in his previous life. The entire battlefield seemed to have been plowed by countless cannons. The ground was uneven and there were countless huge pits. After the heavy rain, there were countless ponds on the ground.
Many corpses floated on the ponds. The water in the newly formed ponds was red. Lei Xingfeng said, "After this battle, we should rest for a while, right?"
Ning E Abba said, "The others might have time to rest, but we … might not!"
Lei Xingfeng smiled bitterly. "Are we still going to fight?"
Wu Yang said, "I don't think it will be easy."
Indeed, they did not have to wait for long before an order was passed down. Those who were not injured were to gather and move to another place. The others were to stay where they were for the time being. The inspection team also left.
The Dao Lords and Heavenly Lords were led by someone. After flying for a while, they arrived at a temporary camp. Lei Xingfeng saw a teleportation door in the middle of the camp. He said, "Where are we going?"
In the camp, the three of them went to the big canteen. The so-called big canteen was a huge wooden shed. It was a few hundred meters long and ten meters wide. There were 17 to 18 wooden sheds on the ground like a long dragon. There were tens of thousands of people in this camp. Even with so many wooden sheds, it was still very crowded. Of course, the seats for the Dao Lords and Heavenly Lords were guaranteed, but not for the others. Many cultivators were squatting on the ground with food bowls in their hands.
After eating, someone called for the Dao Lords and Heavenly Lords to gather.
Many Daolords and Heavenly Lords were cursing inwardly. They were all domineering figures in their own sects, but when they came here, they were reduced to pawns, pawns. They could only earn the most basic respect, but could no longer do as they pleased.
Lei Xingfeng and the others followed the crowd and quickly entered the teleportation door. As for where they were going, no one told them and no one knew.
When they came out of the teleportation door, they were in an even bigger camp. The three of them followed the crowd in confusion. Soon, someone led them to a place to rest. This time, it was even more simple. Four people to a room. Wu Yang, Lei Xingfeng, and Ning E Abba walked into the room and saw an old man sitting on the ground with a bitter face.
When the old man saw the three of them enter, he said, "Have a seat. Where are you from? Mm, I'm Dalieba! "This was a Dao Lord Patriarch.
Wu Yang said, "Brother, I'm Wu Yang."
Lei Xingfeng and Ning E Abba each said their names. When the three of them sat down, Lei Xingfeng asked curiously, "Senior, why are you alone?"
Dalieba's expression was bleak as he said, "They're all dead. I'm the only one here. Damn it!" He couldn't help but curse.
Lei Xingfeng sized up Dalieba carefully this time.
He couldn't tell how old the old man was. Of course, it was almost impossible to guess a cultivator's age. The experience of his previous life didn't work at all. In this life, a cultivator's age could be a few hundred years old or a few thousand years old. This was also related to one's cultivation. Therefore, the old man could be very old. However, if he could reach the level of a Dao Lord Patriarch, he couldn't be young.
His face was full of wrinkles. His eyes were squinted and occasionally opened. His pupils shone brightly. An aura was faintly suppressing Lei Xingfeng and Ning E Abba. His face was full of bitterness. He was wearing the uniform of the Ming Ze Alliance. Just like Wu Yang, he represented the status of a high-level cultivator here.
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