Chapter 1427: big
Chapter 1427 The Great Chapter
"It is too contemptuous of me to let Patriarch Styx assassinate me!"
Li Chenglong sincerely felt that he was despised, despised, and even ignored.
"I am a peerless master, a generation of military adviser..."
"But why did I almost avoid it... This is even more hurtful to my self-esteem..."
Li Chenglong felt even more painful when he thought of this.
After all, according to Li Chenglong's strength, even if Styx is in its heyday, it may not be Li Chenglong's opponent now; but the current situation is that the strength is completely opposite to the prediction, and what is even more outrageous is...
Patriarch Styx did not know what method he used, but he was able to completely avoid everyone's perception. That strength was at least twice as strong as Patriarch Styx that everyone had predicted, and he also possessed abilities that no one knew about. , Do not understand the means!
This also led to the fact that if Li Chenglong was the only one on the high platform, it would not only be possible for him to succeed, but it would be very likely to succeed.
"Styx must have used some treasures or some weird means to improve, otherwise he would never be able to improve so fast, which is unreasonable." Li Chenglong was contemplating.
"But there are such means... It can make a strong man like Styx rise to this point in an instant... Looking at the sky and the earth, this is the only one." Li Chenglong subconsciously sighed as he glanced at the battlefield that was still stuck in all directions. .
The battle line is too long.
The most marginal place is beyond the reach of one's spiritual consciousness.
As far as the eye can see, there are huge flesh and blood grinding discs everywhere.
In some positions, the Star-Soul Human Race has an absolute advantage, but in some parts, they have fallen into a comprehensive disadvantage, and there is even the danger of annihilation of the entire army at every turn.
Faced with such a situation, we can only continue to deploy troops to fill the gap without affecting the occupation of other places!
And all the troops dispatched are basically destined to die!
In some places, the outcome is stalemate, and in some places, the enemy is killed under the absolute advantage, but in some places, it can only continue to add fuel tactics and delay time...
There are quite a few top experts in the Star-Soul Human Race, but it is still absolutely impossible to cover everything on such a huge battlefield with such a long front line. There are too many gaps!
All the members of the insufficient brigade have followed in the footsteps of Zuo Xiaoduo and become firefighters. They have just stabilized the situation here and suppressed the enemy, and they are about to tear apart the space and rush to the next battlefield for help.
After a while, a feeling of exhaustion arises spontaneously.
But other than that, there is no better way.
As the war lasted longer and longer, Li Chenglong's command, which was extremely subtle and subtle, and calm and cold to the peak, became more and more effective.
Continuous non-stop directing, Li Chenglong really did it, using every inch of steel on the blade!
As long as every point is estimated, Li Chenglong is using the smallest sacrifice in exchange for the biggest victory!
This is a miracle in military history!
It is also the first compilation of the legend of Li Chenglong, the Star Soul Army God, and the beginning of the myth!
The battle started with the star-soul humans being beaten all over the place, and when it lasted until the twelfth day, they were evenly matched!
Next, it is a little bit, inch by inch, changing from the subtleties, gradually turning into a slight advantage, and then turning into a little advantage...
Until now, Li Chenglong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
According to his speculation, if everyone does not retreat, if the fight continues like this, there will be at most two days before the Star Soul humans will have the upper hand, and will have an overwhelming advantage, making the battle situation no room for change.
This battle situation made Li Chenglong feel a little relieved.
Over the past few days, Li Chenglong has been assassinated seven times!
Although there is no danger every time, Zuo Xiaonian is so tired that he really can't be distracted for a moment, and dare not separate himself.
As for the battlefield...the life-and-death fight is...non-stop!
The tragic situation of the battle has reached the point where words cannot describe it.
At the beginning, everyone had some patience and restraint. Although it was a life-and-death struggle, they still stopped at fighting with swords in their hands, and survived. The opponent is the first priority!
"It doesn't matter if you provoke or not!"
"Is it possible to coexist without provocation?"
"Sooner or later, you will die!"
"Under the Qing Dynasty, only one family will be left!"
"Either you die, or I die!"
"What instigation, what tricks, what conspiracy!"
"Come and fight!"
"Even if there is no such provocation, I don't want to guard the Riyue Pass for another 10,000 years! Even if I guard it for another year... I don't want to guard it for half a year!"
"My father, mother, son, daughter, daughter-in-law, grandson, great-grandson, great-great-grandson... all buried in the sun and moon, and lived alone for two thousand years! Enough of loneliness, too long of loneliness!"
"Who knows the pain of my father! All I know is to understand me, support me, and die with me!"
"I went to the grave alone! I should be the one who lay there and was worshipped!"
"I've had enough of my life! I'm tired of it!"
"Nowadays, most of the brothers have also left... What the **** is going to continue to be tortured by the old bachelor!"
"kill!"
"Go to the front!"
"What the **** is provoking! What conspiracy!"
"I have died with the two clans of the Lich!"
Compared to humans and witches, Yaozu is the calmest, even shocked and shuddering!
Seeing the completely insane human race and witch race, one by one desperately going up, they would blow themselves up at every turn, pulling the surrounding enemies together on the road, all the monster races felt shocked, shocked, and horrified!
They clearly felt that the two groups of people who are now acting like lunatics; then the purpose of rushing forward against death is not even to kill, but to die!
Not only to die, but simply to let myself die as soon as possible!
Being able to pull the enemy to die together, even better, adds more meaning!
If you can’t, it’s okay!
The two groups of people grinned, roared, howled, and charged, using the fastest speed and the greatest strength of their lives...
Banged together and exploded!
After the fight, the entire battlefield was almost full of explosions, and there were explosions all the time. Every breath, more than a dozen powerful fighters launched a self-destruct!
The extremely tragic battlefield is full of echoes of death everywhere, and the string that has been stretched tightly in everyone's heart for thousands of years has been completely broken!
Especially... the death of brothers, the death of comrades, the constant death...
In everyone's eyes, there is nothing but blood!
This is a commonality on the battlefield, a kind of inertia.
When the war lasts to a certain point, the soldiers on this battlefield will become mentally disturbed one by one. In their hearts, they will not think about anything else. The only thing they think about is destruction!
Destroy the enemy, or destroy yourself.
Negative emotions will only accumulate more and more. When reaching a certain critical point, there is only extreme!
It is already a miracle that the fighters of the Witch League and Star Soul can persist for so long in this non-stop fight!
But no matter how miraculous it is, it finally came to the moment to break the string!
Standing on the high platform, Li Chenglong finally took a breath and stood up abruptly.
His face became extremely ugly.
Because he knew…
The limit of human nature has arrived!
Under such an atmosphere, even the kind of human beings who are on the verge of death and have only breathed their last breath a moment ago will explode with unprecedented combat power!
This is the limit and resilience of human beings!
I often see that when someone is in the nick of time, an ordinary person lifts a car weighing several tons by himself, and some people break through the speed of a world champion and run downstairs to catch their child who fell from upstairs...
These cannot be fully explained in the Dharma-ending era.
But in this era of high martial arts, it is a sentence.
That is, the strong stimulus broke the string in this person's heart.
Let him do it in such a short period of time, something that he would never be able to do normally, even if he was exhausted 10,000 times!
And this kind of thing is called by the people...a miracle.
Similarly, the person who created this miracle will never have a second chance to do the same thing in his entire life.
Too many miracles, repeatable miracles, can hardly be called miracles!
Now, this kind of phenomenon, this kind of situation, appears so frequently on the battlefield, it will not be a good thing!
Because of these fighters, everyone has already reached the point where the oil is exhausted.
If they take a good rest, they can still recover, and even master the current state, which is the so-called life-and-death tempering, and make a breakthrough, but if they fall into this atmosphere of disregard and destruction for a long time, there is only death but no life!
Because of the long-term rendering of the surrounding atmosphere, he himself has the idea of not wanting to live anymore, and it is endless. If the endless continuation will only lead to death, he will no longer have the idea of living!
Li Chenglong knew the beginning and end of this situation, and he understood the dire consequences of this situation.
But now that he is facing it, he can truly experience it personally. This situation, combined with the current atmosphere, is... unsolvable!
In this world, most of the problems can be solved through various methods and methods, but there are always some problems that even a wise man or a sage cannot solve!
In view of this, Li Chenglong ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops, willing to give up the victory that is not too far away, and try his best to save the lives of soldiers!
Throughout the battlefield, the Star Soul Continent's order to withdraw its troops resounded like a roaring tsunami.
Originally, the command was like a mountain, and the military order that followed the law fell into the ears of the millions of soldiers who were in that strange state, and they were all indifferent, just because they could no longer hear it!
At this moment, their eyes are in their ears, there is only the enemy, only destruction, only killing, only death!
Now they are no longer human beings, but ghosts with only one obsession!
In the entire battlefield, countless places are in truce and are retreating, but there are also clusters of areas where the soldiers of the Witch League will not retreat, nor will the soldiers of the Star Soul!
They bumped into each other so hard that they exploded at every turn!
When you kill the enemy, you also kill yourself!
Suddenly, the Great Flood Sorcerer let out a snarl, turned into a giant and descended on the battlefield, and shouted: "Stop it all! Stop it all!"
But the fighters on both sides who were caught in the atmosphere of a deathmatch did not listen. They raised their eyes straight, dragged their scarred and tattered bodies, and fought each other...with self-destruction as the focus...
Boom boom boom...
There was a loud bang, which was still ringing, deafening and soul-stirring.
Hundreds of battlefields, one after another, there is an endless stream of earth-shattering roars!
All the soldiers who were still sane stood up straight with tears streaming down their faces, seeing off comrades in arms... with their eyes.
Originally, the war that even the commander could not stop was stopped by these hundreds of thousands of self-destructs.
The entire battlefield, with more than hundreds of millions of soldiers participating in the three parties, was silent when the rumbling and roaring stopped!
For the first time, Zuo Xiaoduo knew that the "heroic" aura that was only used to describe it really existed, and it was unprecedentedly fierce. This heroic aura filled the entire battlefield!
Puffs of thick smoke spread across the battlefield for thousands of miles, rushing straight to the sky, and then were blown away by the wind and dispersed.
Everyone stood silently.
Demon Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Demon Empress Xihe, Eight Great Ancestral Witches, Hong Shui, Zuo Changlu, Wu Yuting.
Fourteen top giants from three parties stood in the middle of the battlefield, looked at each other in blank dismay, and remained silent for a long time.
Everyone's eyes are full of indescribable pain.
On the side of the demon tribe, 240 demon gods participated in the battle, and 160 of them were killed. Of the eight Jinwu princes who participated in the battle, three died, and the other casualties were countless.
On the side of the witch clan, three great witches including Jinlin, Xihai, and Fengdi died in this battle!
The high-level fighters of the king level are almost wiped out, there are only six left, and even these six are all seriously injured.
As for the human race, under Daoist Lei, almost all the top members of the Dao League died in battle, leaving only one remaining Daoist Lei; Counting, more than 140 million of the 200 million elite troops mobilized to participate in the battle died in this battle.
On the side of the Star Soul Human Race, Sword Lord died in battle, and the Northern Army, under the command of General Bei Gonghao, the entire Northern Army turned into a cloud of smoke.
From now on, there will be no Northern Army in the Star Soul Continent!
Nan Zhengqian was attacked by the three heavenly kings of the Wumeng, and he was trapped in the core of self-explosion, causing his soul to be shattered. , is no different from abolished.
The Hunyuan Realm was advanced, and twelve people died in battle.
Qin Sha was seriously injured, Lei Changtian was seriously injured, Wu Tiejiang was seriously injured, You Xingchen was seriously injured!
Except for Qinsha who is still awake, the other three have fallen into a deep coma, and they don't know when they will wake up.
Such casualties and battle losses are shocking!
Even, even this is due to Zuo Xiaoduo and the insufficient brigade trying their best to fight the fire everywhere, it's not the case... More than half of the above-mentioned seriously injured people rarely survived!
Because of this, Long Yusheng, Yu Moyan, Zhen Piaopiao, and Gao Qiaoer were all seriously injured in the insufficient brigade!
Among them, Li Changming used the Great Dream Magic Art beyond the limit, causing his soul to be exhausted to the brink of collapse. In a sense, the situation is even worse than Nan Zhenggan.
Now, the war has finally stopped.
All three parties were heartbroken by the war damage!
Fourteen people, the peak of the three clans, you look at me, I look at you, seem to want to say something, but they still don't say it.
The big witch Hong Hong turned around first, with a tall body, he turned his head and left without saying a word.
Immediately, the Fiery Couple, the Ice Nether Witch, the Dankong Witch, and the Non-Poison Witch who were not far from him followed silently.
The five brothers walked side by side, but their backs were unprecedentedly desolate and lonely.
The twelve great witches of the Witch League, hand in hand, have overcome countless difficulties. They have never been damaged. Unexpectedly, within a few months, they were more than half broken. How distressing the remaining people should be.
Dijiang Zuwu and Gonggong Zuwu turned their heads to watch the flood leave, with extremely complicated expressions in their eyes.
In this battle, among the eight ancestor witches, three were seriously injured, but they still persisted.
Immediately waved his hand, gave the order to rest, and then left without saying a word!
Yao Emperor Jun sighed, turned around and left.
Xihe held Luoshu in his arms, and the story of Yaqiong back then was not far away. Just in case, she had placed a ray of spirit of her sons in the Luoshu space early on.
In the Lich War, it was because of such precautions that the lives of all the sons were preserved.
And now, the same method is used to save the life of the three sons who died.
Although it takes at least a million years to reincarnate and grow...but for an existence like Xi He, it is enough that the son does not completely die.
The pain of losing a son is completely gone, and the demon queen never wants to taste it again.
Now in the heart of the Demon Queen, I don't know how lucky I am!
If he hadn't left this behind early, after today's battle, the fall of three sons successively...how could he bear it? !
Zuo Changlu and Wu Yuting looked around, watching the battlefield, their eyes were full of dullness, not even a wounded man moaned.
It was clear that so many people were there, but it was like an empty wilderness.
There are only densely packed pits from near to far...
There are many foundations on the ground that have been turned into floating dust. They look intact and are slightly lower than other places, but in fact they are completely textureless dust. If you step on it suddenly, you will sink into a depth of hundreds of meters. pit…
Zuo Changlu's inexplicably sour eyes and hot eye sockets.
He raised his head and took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Today's battle... the most tragic battle in my life... Countless brothers... Countless brothers... Today, I went home..."
Wu Yuting burst into tears.
"Go back and see... the specific battle damage."
At this moment, Zuo Changlu even had a subtle feeling that he didn't dare to look back.
He knew that the injury must be serious, but he never thought that it would be so serious.
After returning, looking at the list presented, Zuo Changlu's face was pale, his eyes were staring, and he was speechless for a long time.
Bei Gonghao, Nan Zhengqian!
These two names cut Zuo Changlu's heart like a knife.
"Nan Zhenggan... Is there any hope?" Zuo Changlu turned his head and asked.
On the side is Li Chenglong: "Uncle Nan's situation is not optimistic. His life was saved, but his soul was almost completely blown up, and his consciousness was completely gone... With the current means, it is already the limit to ensure that he can survive. Perhaps If Boss Zuo's cultivation can go a step further... there may be a turning point."
"As far as the existing treatment methods are concerned, they are futile."
Zuo Changlu raised his head, evaporated the tears directly in his eyes, a puff of green smoke rose, and said quietly: "Where are the others?"
"Senior Lei Changtian and Lord Dijun, it's just that their lives are exhausted, and they only need to rest for a period of time to recover, but... they will definitely not be able to go to the battlefield recently."
"Uncle Wu Tiejiang's condition is a little more serious, but he hasn't reached the level of Nanshuai. He needs a long period of recuperation."
"Aunt Qinsha was seriously injured. Fortunately, she never lost consciousness. She guided it by herself and combined various healing methods. The situation is relatively good among the crowd."
"Can the specific battle damage be calculated?"
"According to the summary of the data reported now, the Star Soul Dao League adds up to..."
Li Chenglong sighed deeply: "349,532,181 people."
The reason why it is accurate to one digit is the most basic respect for the heroic spirits who died in this battle.
"350 million! So much?"
Hearing this number, Zuo Changlu felt that his heart was about to burst with pain.
This battle almost damaged 60% of the elite of the human race!
The heroic gates built before were all destroyed in this intensity of war, and none of them could be preserved!
The defense line of the Star Soul Human Race can be said to have been fully opened.
However, neither the Yaozu nor the Wuzu would choose to take a detour.
The hatred between each other is as deep as the sea, and they will never stop dying, avoiding the truth and then pretending to be false. The tactics of attacking the rear are no longer meaningful.
What they have to do is to crush them head-on, and crush all the stubborn human beings in this area!
To win here is to establish the title of master of the mainland!
There was silence and awe.
Countless soldiers wandered on the battlefield, including those of the witch race, monster race, and human race.
Now is the truce time. The three parties tacitly agree that there will be no more fighting during this period, which is the only safe time.
Soldiers came out in groups, on the ruined battlefield, looking for any traces of their comrades left in the world.
From the battlefield to the camp, there was calm and silence.
In the past, every time after a battle, if you listen carefully, there will always be low choking, muffled cursing, and swearing and swearing for revenge...all kinds of voices like that.
But this time, the number of people who died was hundreds or thousands of times more than those killed in every war, but no one cried, no one even spoke, and there was not even the sound of sharpening knives that must have been determined to revenge in the past.
There is only dullness.
Countless soldiers were wrapped in bandages, sitting with their heads bowed in their tents, or sitting outside. Those who smoked silently took out their own cigarettes, lowered their heads, lit them, stuck one on the ground, and then drank one in their mouths.
He lowered his head and smoked silently.
After returning, countless people lay down on their own beds, pulled the quilt over themselves, and never moved again.
Most people have the same posture: sitting on the ground, legs bent, head lowered, hands hugged, motionless for a long time.
There were only big and big tears, which made a very slight sound when they hit the ground.
The same goes for the officers at the top.
There are no post-war summaries or morale boosters.
It was the turn of my unit to go to the battlefield to search, quietly accepted the order, and then walked forward silently.
Wherever they passed, the soldiers with their heads down automatically stood up, followed the first person, and walked out in a line.
Countless soldiers who were not in battle and who were on duty at home preparing hot meals for their brothers brought out rows of snow-white steamed buns, steaming.
Looking blankly at the empty yard.
My meal is ready, why don't you come to eat?
Isn’t it delicious?
Tears finally came down.
are gone, you are all gone...
Only I, the cook, are left behind, leaving those huge cages and huge pots, which are used to cook for hundreds of people. You are gone, will you leave these things to me?
If there are no people around, what's the use of keeping utensils? !
The cold wind blows, and the steaming, fragrant steamed buns slowly lose their temperature and become icy cold in the wind.
No one came to eat.
The cooking squad leader stood alone at the door of the dining hall with a rice spoon in his hands, crying.
"Where are my brothers..."
…
Zuo Xiaoduo checked the injuries of Nan Zhengqian and the others again. After much deliberation, he ground the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, melted it in a bucket of water, and fed each of them a bowl, hoping to be lucky, although he knew that Just for peace of mind.
Then she pulled Zuo Xiaonian and walked out quietly.
"how?"
"Let's go find someone."
"Who? My master?" Zuo Xiaonian's eyes lit up.
After Mu Yanyan disappeared, Zuo Xiaonian was haunted and worried, but she had tried many methods, including Zuo Xiaoduo's physiognomy, but she had searched everywhere to no avail, and she didn't know where her master came from. so well hidden...
However, this made Zuo Xiaonian more and more worried.
If it weren't for the feeling, the master must still be in the world, Zuo Xiaonian almost thought that Mu Yanyan had committed suicide and would not exist in this life.
"no."
Zuo Xiaoduo said: "Let's go underground, to the Blood River."
"You are going to trouble Patriarch Styx, but do you know the exact location?"
"Someone knows."
The figures of Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian disappeared in a flash. They went to find the flood and the whereabouts of the blood river.
If you want to find the blood river of Styx, you must find someone from the older generation to know.
"Godfather."
"What are you doing here?"
"Godfather, you know, I've been looking for a solution to the war, and I happen to know that godfather also has this wish. The three-party balance that godfather deliberately created before, each has its own fears, but it makes large-scale wars uneasy. From then on, reproduce the three-party confrontation at that time, maintain a long-term stalemate in a seemingly dangerous but balanced situation, and prolong the Qingtian Tribulation indefinitely, isn't it the desire for the coexistence of the three races?"
"Hehe..." Shui Shui said wearily: "Now that it's all done like this, how can there be any room for change?"
Zuo Xiaoduo said: "It's up to people to do it. As long as there is a chance, you have to give it a try."
Hong Shui sighed, and he seemed to have lost all energy.
"Actually, my world is only one step away from being fully formed. Even... you can study it, leave one family in this world, and transfer all other races to that world... Although it is a trick, it may not be It is impossible to evade the catastrophe of the Qing Dynasty."
Zuo Xiaoduo sighed: "Unfortunately, there is only one last step left, so we can't finish it."
Witch Flood's eyes lit up: "What else is missing?"
"The good fortune jade plate."
"..."
The Great Flood Witch almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
What the **** are you... It's better not to say this sentence, just give a little hope, but then extinguish the hope, and the hope turns into despair.
Anyone knows who owns the good fortune jade plate, who wants to finish it, and who wants to fart? !
"Let's be honest, why do you come to me? Fortunately, my status is high enough, and I am not afraid of being accused of adultery with an enemy. You are really brave... two people dared to come to our base camp."
Witch Hong Hong was very angry: "Be careful that the ancestor witches kill you two, godfather can't help you."
Zuo Xiaoduo chuckled, and Zuo Xiaonian grabbed the arm of the great witch Hong Hong and acted coquettishly: "Godfather is reluctant to beat us."
Witch Hong Shui smiled, and said: "We still have to get rid of the 'men', the godfather is not willing to beat you, but he will not be reluctant to beat this monkey!"
After speaking, he sighed again.
According to the current state of the battlefield, wouldn't it be inevitable that I would have to fight my godson in the end?
When I think of this, I can't help being upset.
"What the **** did you do? Say."
"I want to know where the Blood River is, that is... where the Asura Realm is located." Zuo Xiaoduo said.
"Huh?" The great witch Hong Hong turned to look at Zuo Xiaoduo with serious eyes: "I almost know what your intentions are, but you have to be careful, if it is really that one who is doing the trading, you are so hasty. Going to the Asura Realm...wouldn't it give someone a chance to kill you."
"Killing may be killing, but it's really hard to say who killed who."
Zuo Xiaoduo chuckled: "I have made some breakthroughs during this time, and Nian Nian Mao has also improved a lot..."
"Another breakthrough?"
The eyes of the Great Witch Flood Surge brightened, but then they darkened again.
In this situation, how can we still compete with Zuo Xiaoduo?
"Godfather's hands are itchy? Can we enter the Sky Extinguishing Tower for a fight?" Zuo Xiaoduo suggested: "At the time flow rate inside the Sky Extinguishing Tower, we can come out in a few seconds at most."
"Forget it."
Hongshui laughed at himself: "Godfather is not so thick-skinned."
Speaking, he stood up directly: "Don't run around here, I have to ask, where is the Asura Realm?"
…
One day later.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian are already in a strange space.
This realm is exactly the legendary Asura Realm.
But as far as the eye can see, there is no sign of life at all in this dead space. The original blood river is also showing signs of drying up and cracking...
"This, is this the Asura Realm?"
Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't believe it.
The Asura Realm is its own space, so where are all the Asuras?
What about the Blood River army? What about the son of the blood **** who is known as infinite?
And the owner of the blood river, the ancestor Styx?
What the **** is going on here?
Zuo Xiaonian was also at a loss: "Could it be that we found the wrong place?"
At this moment.
An inexplicable dao rhyme enveloped the entire space.
A refined and gentle voice said with a slight smile, "No, you did not go to the wrong place. This place is indeed the world of Asura!"
...
【Eight thousand one】
(end of this chapter)