Chapter 1336
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Lian Zizhuo and Wan Shuirong had indeed shouted in time.
The earth-shattering beasts were like a tsunami that had gone out of control. In the blink of an eye, they were about to swallow the entire Godfall Mountain.
Savage beasts galloped frenziedly on the ground. Amidst these huge wild beasts, there was a scarlet-eyed Yong Beast, ready to hug onto the thigh of the important person and explode together with him! Numerous flying shadows appeared in the sky. The three-headed birds spat out raging flames and venom as they fell onto the ground, corroding the entire battlefield.
The five families of the Northern Cliff Tribe appeared in front of the Divine Wind Wall with their battle flags!
Those with blood-colored ribbons on their heads were the nobles and slaves of the Abu Family.
The barbaric cultivators with green flying serpent tattoos on their shoulders belonged to the Longfish Family.
The person with the fewest number of people was a black-clothed, masked barbarian cultivator from Ji Mo.
The Northern Cliff cultivator, who wore a white robe and a beast's tail as a belt, was a member of the Bi Li Clan.
The people of Heba Longxiang had the most majestic and burly bodies in the Northern Rock Nation. It was their hobby to draw all kinds of ferocious beasts on their chests. Every time they killed an enemy, they would always draw a black line on their arms. Therefore, from afar, those whose arms were completely covered in black had killed countless people and made others cower in fear.
At this time, there were only eight people left at the top of the Fallen God Peak. They had become the target of all the Northern Cliff cultivators and wild beasts!
If they did not return to defend, not only would the enemy easily break through the God Fall Mountain and the line of defense after that, but they would also lose the power to condense the God Slaying Blade again because of Blade's severe injuries and death!
"Lord Zhe Tie!"
Originally, the army had to listen to Long Fish Yin or Heba Kuang Zhan.
However, the Divine Transformation Stage Barbarian Ancestor of the Long Fish Family was already dead, and unexpectedly, Lord Heba Longxiang did not succeed in breaking the wall immediately. The five armies looked at each other, and finally, their gazes landed on Heba Zhe Tie.
Heba Zhe Tie, who was born with the noble bloodline of the Heba Family, was the strongest among all the Berserkers who had entered Dongling!
Heba Zhe Tie also knew that this was the best time for him to make a name for himself. He immediately waved his halberd and roared.
"All Nascent Soul cultivators, follow me to surround Dongling's three peak late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. The rest of the Beast Kings and beasts, spare no effort … to kill the eight blades! Even death must be piled up with corpses! Die! Him! Guys! "
Heba Zhe Tie's thoughts were very clear.
It was difficult for Dongling's strongest cultivators to return to defend the city. Killing Ren Zi was the best thing they could do in this battle. As for Lian Zizhuo … Even though he had defeated two Barbaric Ancestors and his strength was not at its peak, he was not someone Nascent Soul cultivators like them could touch. They would let him save Ren Zi.
If they were to fight against a million beasts, they would either exhaust the only Supreme Martial Artist in Dongling to death, or exhaust Ren Zizi to death.
As long as there was an oversight, and one of the Ten Blades of the Demonic Gods and Demons died, Heba Zhe Tie's achievements in the Battle of Beidong would be set in stone!
With this order, Master Yunchi, who had just shouted "retreat", was immediately surrounded by three cultivators in the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm and one cultivator in the peak stage of Nascent Soul Realm. As they fought back and forth, the long sword in her hand was directly cut in half, making a terrifying sound!
"Not good! Damn those Northern Rock people, they are so fast! "
Looking at the countless beasts around the sword ritual array, some of which even had the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator, old man Dongfang Ye could only panic. After all, he was also surrounded by three to five cultivators of the same realm. In addition, they had been fighting for two days and two nights, and their bodies were extremely tired. Their reaction speed could not be compared to the energetic opponents.
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