But right now, Zuo Mo's plan had reached a crucial time. Before this was resolved, he didn't dare to reveal the truth that he was the Nether King.
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The advantage that Gongsun Cha and the others had accumulated before had disappeared.
Mo Cloud Sea's battalions had poked countless holes in Kun Lun's territory. Kun Lun had suffered great losses. The more time passed, the weaker Kun Lun would become. At that time, they wouldn't even have the chance to fight.
To win time for the final battle!
The vitality of such an enormous being was something normal people could not imagine.
Gu Liang Dao being killed by Lin Qian caused everyone to understand that the partnership between a top battle general and a god-level was the true partnership.
In other words, Lin Qian could afford to play, but he could not.
If they started a true battle like this, the weakness of Mo Cloud Sea's weak foundation would be exposed. If this was the Mo Cloud Sea of the past, Zuo Mo would have dared to send such an order. The present Mo Cloud Sea had expanded greatly, but its composition was more complex, and its cohesiveness had decreased greatly. This was directly related to Zuo Mo's absence for ten years. If they did not have enough cohesiveness, playing like this was playing with fire and burning themselves.
No one knew who shouted this, but everyone felt the same way. Such a crazed and reckless mobilization. Even if Kun Lun won, they would be greatly weakened.
If top battle generals did not have the protection of a god-level, they would become the best prey for the enemy god-level.
Who had the heart to blame him?
"Lin Qian is going to the front. Rear? He doesn't care if Kun Lun is destroyed. "Gongsun Cha rejected the idea.
An army burning with righteous indignation would win. This was the present situation.
Gongsun Cha, Bie Han, and Yang Yuan Hao had met up. The three top battalions were the top forces of Mo Cloud Sea. He needed to hurry back to prevent Lin Qian from turning back. That would be a great loss.
"In the history of Kun Lun, there has never been such a humiliation." Lin Qian's deep voice was filled with great sorrow. It passed through the sound tablet to every corner of Kun Lun.
Even the main peak of Kun Lun had been cut in half.
But at this time, no one would blame him.
"How about we hold out. If we can hold out for just a bit longer, their morale will be dampened, and they will collapse … …" Yang Yuan Hao looked at Gongsun Cha.
The sacrifice of the elders, Master throwing himself into the sword, he understood this belief even more deeply.
"In the name of Kunlun, if you do not win, you will die!"
"We also have pseudo-god-level … …" Ma Fan muttered. Mo Cloud Sea had more pseudo-god-level than Kun Lun. Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard that.
"Kunlun people, take out your swords!"
Mo Cloud Sea had always walked the path of elite soldiers. They did not have many battalions, but their training and equipment level were high. This kind of strategy was not a problem at ordinary times, but in front of Lin Qian's human wave tactic, it immediately became a problem.
The five hundred thousand elites of the Nether King had shocked the world, but when the colossus that was Kun Lun made its final move, the battle potential that erupted was something that even Gongsun Cha and the others did not dare to imagine! Kun Lun's battalions were astounding in scale. Their territory was vast and they needed battalions to be stationed everywhere.
Yang Yuan Hao was not surprised. In fact, even he did not believe that such a line of defense existed in this world.
Everyone could hear the deep remorse and guilt in Lin Qian's tone. Many people's eyes turned red. The main peak of Kun Lun had been cut off. Many people felt anger towards Lin Qian.
"How about going around to Kun Lun's rear? Kun Lun's rear is completely empty! "Tang Fei frowned and thought hard.
This was troublesome!
Their gazes turned towards Lin Qian, this man that had led them to victory again and again. Their eyes did not lose hope. As long as this man was still alive, they did not lose hope of victory.
"This is my mistake. I am responsible. After this battle, no matter what the result is, I will resign from the position of sect leader."
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Shen power had been developed for ten years. How many Kun Lun sword xiu had reached mortal level? No one knew, but everyone knew that this number would be enormous.
Even though Zuo Mo had seen so many powerful opponents, no one was stronger than Lin Qian. This person was top level in both strength and skill, and he had almost no weaknesses.
Xue Dong, Mu Xuan and the others who had hurried back saw Lin Qian and sighed in relief. For the first time since the defeat, all of the higher ups of Kun Lun had gathered.
One word, delay. Use all methods to delay the enemy.
Hearing Lin Qian's determined voice in the sound tablet, the tent was silent.
Wei Sheng said honestly, "Lin Qian and I are actually about the same in strength. The reason we were able to win last time was largely due to Gu Liang Dao's last attack. Lin Qian was wounded first, and I had an epiphany. But from his voice, he seems to have had a breakthrough. He has the terrain advantage. He only needs the help of a few pseudo god-level to gain the upper hand. "
This was a man that valued Kun Lun more than his own life!
No one had ever played like this before!
When Lin Qian saw only half of the main peak of Kun Lun, his tears flowed down. His face was pale, and his soul had left his body. He allowed his tears to flow. Like a wooden stake, he did not move for a long time.
"In the name of Kun Lun, fight!"
Zuo Mo thought for a night before sending his conclusion to Mo Cloud Sea.
"A failure does not qualify to be the sect leader of Kun Lun."
"We cannot hold!" Gongsun Cha shook his head with a grave expression. "We do not have a single defense line that can stop them."
Everyone stared at each other with ugly expressions.
"Pseudo god-level cannot break in," Wei Sheng explained.
It was impossible to describe the pain he felt at this time. From a very young age, defending Kun Lun had been his dream. He had grown up, but this dream had never changed.
Even though there was no news of a new god-level appearing, Wei Sheng did not dare to be careless. These three top battle generals were the foundation of Mo Cloud Sea.
Now that the three great battle generals had gathered, Wei Sheng did not dare to be careless. The responsibility of protecting Kun Lun was his.
Everyone turned to look at Wei Sheng.
The jinzhi forts that Mo Cloud Sea had hurried to set up were weak in front of this kind of human wave tactic.
Even Gongsun Cha and Bie Han had not expected this move from Lin Qian. He was like a gambler who had lost everything, staking it all on one throw, throwing in all his chips.
Lin Qian's summon order was not just to gather battalions, but also to gather the common people. They could easily form battalions of a million people. Gongsun Cha and the others would not be too surprised if there were two million. Even if these people had neglected training, even if these people did not even have the training of a normal battalion, they were still a terrifying ocean!
Zuo Mo's order was very simple.
"In the name of the sect leader of Kun Lun, send a summon order to all of Kun Lun!"
No one in Kun Lun objected to Lin Qian's move. All of Kun Lun was betting with him on this battle! The Mo Shen Temple objected to the Chief Mo God's move. Even if the Water Moon did not act, the Chief Mo God's days would not be easy.
Zuo Mo jumped in fright when he saw the news from Mo Cloud Sea. He had not expected that Lin Qian would use the same move as the Chief Mo God. But he had to admit that this move was too powerful.
Wei Sheng also knew that it was impossible for him to destroy Kunlun with his own strength.
"All the disciples of Kun Lun, all the people of Kun Lun, this is our home, our family is here. But now, we are being humiliated, our family is being slaughtered, our home is being burned! Our Kun Lun has reached its most dangerous time! We have nowhere to escape, we have nowhere to retreat, none of us will be spared! "
"How about Teacher Wei … …" Ma Fan said with a snicker.
He had taken over Kun Lun from his master's hands. He had done all he could and did not dare to slack off at all. Yet at his hands, Kun Lun had suffered an unprecedented humiliation.
Everyone's expressions were ugly. No one had expected Kun Lun's counterattack, no, Lin Qian's counterattack would be so decisive and disregard all costs.
"But before this, I still have an unfinished battle. No, it is us, we still have an unfinished battle! In the history of Kun Lun, there has never been such a humiliation! This is Kun Lun's humiliation, and our humiliation! Only the sword, blood, and victory can wash away this humiliation! "
"I, Lin Qian, will take all of you and die on the battlefield!"
Lin Qian's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Lin Qian took out all of his assets and had a decisive battle. At this time, Kun Lun had just suffered a great defeat and was like a mourning army. Lin Qian had put on a stance that they would die if they did not win. The combat power they could display would be unprecedentedly strong.
"This madman!"
Wei Sheng looked at Kun Lun behind him and left without looking back.
But everyone had to admit that Lin Qian's move was powerful.
Compared to Lin Qian, Chief Mo God's moves were lacking.
Lin Qian's decision to fight with his back to the wall immediately disrupted Mo Cloud Sea's plans.
Everyone's expressions were filled with grief and sorrow.
Time once again became the key to success and failure.
"Final battle!"
"Regardless of male or female, young or old, those with shen power above the mortal realm, conscript them into the army!"
"All battalions, gather and await orders!"
Everyone finally reacted. Yes, god-level could be unstoppable, but pseudo god-level could not.
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God-level were peerlessly sharp. They could create chaos and take the head of the enemy, but they could not take over an entire territory with their own power. They needed battalions to advance on the ground to be able to make a final decision.
Exclamations of disbelief came from every corner of Kun Lun. Their eyes were wide and filled with panic. Xue Dong, Mu Xuan and the others changed expression. Lin Qian had not mentioned this decision to them.
"All merchants, regardless of size, starting now, stop selling any goods. All resources will be conscripted into the army."
"For the glory of Kun Lun, for our family, for our homeland!"
All of Kun Lun was looking at their leader, their flag.
He turned to look around. Everywhere he looked, there were wails. The disciples' gazes were wooden and sorrowful.
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