Chapter 992 The Jiusihai Formation is broken, the shock brought by Xin Zhuo
“Woo...hiss...”
The hoarse and unpleasant Xiao sound carved cloud patterns from Xin Zhuo’s hand It came out from the jade flute that he did not take out the jade flute on a whim and made it arty. Even if it was arty, it would not be appropriate here, and foreigners might not be able to appreciate it.
The jade flute was left by Zhao Yizhu.
He has always carried it with him these years.
There still seems to be Zhao Yizhu's unique and otherworldly fragrance remaining in Xiaozhong. This is not important. What is important is that when the jade flute is played, it can attract a strange breath from heaven and earth, soothing fatigue, anxiety and boiling blood. .
Even the most arrogant person will calm down after blowing on it a few times.
He discovered it at the beginning.
This Xiao has completely different functions from the [Nine Ring Jade Purifying Bottle].
One day has passed since he defeated the more than 130 alien saints. Ordinary aliens have killed countless people. To be honest, he is exhausted at this moment. Those aliens are consuming his plans all the time. Actually it is correct.
Half an hour ago, he tried to grab the sacrificial spirit.
Distance to the entry point: 99/100.
Just a little less. The accumulation of energy in the last stage requires a ridiculous amount of energy.
This last hint may require a saint to be killed? two? Or kill more than 100,000 ordinary aliens?
“Boom…”
The endless alien race surrounded them again, getting closer and closer, and you could already see the sweat on the gray and black faces of a group of men with horns.
"Whoops..."
The barbarian Xiuxing and twenty foreign middle-level human saints also surrounded them from high altitude, with a majestic momentum like the sea and overwhelming murderous intent.
There are only twenty-one people instead of the more than one hundred. It is self-evident what it means - try his current strength to see if it has weakened.
“……”
Xin Zhuo stopped playing the flute, carefully put the Xiao Di into his arms, then held the euphorbia next to him tightly, and stood up with some staggering. When he stood up, it seemed that all the fatigue in his body was gone, his eyes were deep and his back was straight. , upright.
Don’t take a step back!
No wavering!
The monstrous murderous intent and blood energy are not even comparable to the twenty-one foreigners in the sky who are preparing to test.
“……”
The twenty-one alien saints and the sea-like aliens were suddenly stunned by this simple action, and their approach was full of caution and fear.
"Young Master!"
A woman's voice of grief, anger and sorrow came faintly from the distance.
Xin Zhuo looked over in surprise, was stunned for a moment, and then said in a decisive and calm tone: "Leave! Go tell the human race, tell the people of the world that the alien race is powerful, but they must also be unyielding. Heart, it is not easy for foreigners to destroy our tribe. Baizuyuan Xiaozhen is here, and I, Xin Zhuoyong, are here!"
Well, this strength should be enough!
...
"... Baizuyuan Xiaozhen is here, and I, Xin Zhuoyong, am here!"
Sai Qingzhu, Zhang Baili and Han Qiniang looked at the blood-stained face, those perseverance, Profound, even if exhausted, no one can humiliate her, and her eyes can hold down the sun and the moon with overwhelming determination.
This look cannot be blasphemed or persuaded.
The hearts of a group of people were trembling and their minds were swaying.
How strong a belief does a person have to achieve this?
There were more tears on my face.
“Hoo!”
Among the alien races that could not be seen to the end, there was an alien saint rear realm master with a terrifying aura, waving his sleeves, and thirty alien saints wrapped in ferocious murderous intent. Coming quickly.
“Let’s go!”
Zhang Baili gritted his teeth and gave Han Qiniang a hand.
But he found Sai Qingzhu flying straight towards Xin Zhuo with tears in his eyes.
"Miss Sai Qingzhu, are you crazy?" Zhang Baili stopped her and was furious, "How can you rush into such a battle? You will die in one breath, and you will die in vain!"
Sai Qingzhu said angrily: "What this girl wants to do has nothing to do with you, get out of here!"
"Qingzhu, don't be impulsive, you won't be able to get through!"
Han Qiniang took a deep breath and grabbed Sai Qingzhu: "Let's go!"
A group of people held Sai Qingzhu tightly and roared away into the distance. They were already far away from the alien race and ran away with all their strength. You won't be caught.
Half an hour later, as expected, the terrifying number of aliens gave up and turned back!
A group of people did not dare to stay, and went straight to the Devil Ya Formation.
I arrived at the place nearly ten hours later. I still couldn't calm down. I raised my eyes and scanned the small formation, and then they all froze on the spot.
I saw that the "Devil's Ya" small formation collapsed into the ground, and the river under the cliff turned red. There was no human warrior in the small formation, and the black and strange-looking aliens were facing corpses in the ruins. Last hit.
The "Devil's Small Formation"...is broken!
"Woo——"
A strange horn sound suddenly sounded, and the densely packed aliens in the ruins, led by more than a dozen alien saints, swept towards them.
A group of people had no choice but to grit their teeth and flee away again, feeling extremely depressed in their hearts. Along the way, we encountered villages, towns and cities, and we found that houses collapsed, city walls were broken, and everything was in shambles. People's corpses were strewn across the streets, and earthly jewels were scattered all over the streets. It would not be an exaggeration to describe them as "hell on earth".
"The calamity of the human race..."
A group of people lamented in their hearts, very sad.
"Boom..."
The heavy rain poured down, and it seemed that the rainwater was bitter and cold.
The aliens were still chasing behind them, and a group of people were at a loss and just trying to escape.
Here we crossed a big mountain, and suddenly three figures passed through the vast rain curtain and rushed towards us. They were all human saints. One of them looked at it and said in a deep voice: "Where are you guys retreating from the small formation?" ?"
Zhang Baili immediately shouted: "Devil Ya Xiaozhen!"
The three of them approached quickly. One of them, a middle-aged human saint, bowed his hands and said in a helpless and sad voice: "The Jiusihai formation was broken. The human warriors were killed and injured, and the remaining ones retreated north."
Zhang Baili and Sai Qingzhu were stunned, and then their bodies trembled violently.
Han Qiniang asked with difficulty: "When...when?"
The middle-aged man said: "Today is Chenshi! The Jiusihai formation was broken. The ancestors took the remaining people to the north, and the aliens were chasing after them. Reluctantly, the ancestors asked us to pass through the gap between the alien races, risk our lives to find the surviving human masters, and go to the Duanshan Kingdom together.
Last night, the Lord of the Sea of Nine Divisions had been ordered! Lead a group of human saints to retreat to the Duanshan Kingdom, and use the nearby Eight Holy Land Cave Tianshan Gate as a formation to redefine their defenses. How can they resist there?"
Han Qiniang asked in a trembling voice: "There are hundreds of millions of mortals along the way! What should the common people do?”
The middle-aged master of human sage was startled and said with a wry smile: “Miss Han’s question is heartbreaking!”
There are billions of people in this world, how can we take them all away? It would be heartbreaking to answer or not.
Seeing a group of people speechless, the middle-aged saint asked again: "Everyone who has come along the way, do you know where there are saints?"
Sai Qingzhu said with a sigh: "Baizhongyuan Xinzhuo !”
“Xin Zhuo is not dead yet?”
The three middle-aged saints were surprised.
Zhang Baili said bitterly: "Not only is he not dead, Bai Zuyuan's small formation has not been broken yet!"
"This...how did he do it?"
Middle-aged Saint Three The person suddenly felt horrified and asked quickly: "Why don't you let him give up and come together?"
Han Qiniang said coldly: "He is alone. One person attracted dozens of aliens, nearly two hundred alien saints, and more than 10 million aliens to besiege him!"
The three middle-aged saints were numb and dumbfounded. In this situation, they were approaching. He had no courage and murmured: "No wonder there are many fewer foreign races in southern Xinjiang than imagined. How special is Xin Zhuo..."
"Let's go!"
A group of people had no choice but to do anything. The aliens behind them were approaching. After a moment of hesitation, they had no choice but to run away.
The middle-aged saint flew through the room, carved words with his hand, burned incense and transmitted messages, and headed straight to the north.
......
Heavy rain poured down, and the muddy official roads, dense forests, and rivers were all densely packed with mortals migrating north, and those who were eligible to migrate were all princes and nobles among mortals. .
Panic, fear, and helplessness filled everyone's hearts.
"Buzz——"
The rain was swirling high in the sky, the dark clouds were rolling, and countless vast figures flew straight to the north.
Countless people below hurriedly knelt down and asked for help in pain: "Wu Xianren bless you! Wu Xianren bless you..."
In the sky, it was the second building owner, Yuheng Holy King. , Holy King Tianxuan, Ye Feiying, Jiang Wen and other ancestors and tens of thousands of elite warriors.
Today, the Jiusihai Formation was shattered, and the foreign masters from behind were chasing them all the way. There was no hope for the southern frontier, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away, and they had no choice but to move north.
At this moment, looking at the countless human people below, the Yuheng Saint King Murong Jingfeng and others were full of bitterness and could not say a word.
It's not that everyone is cold-blooded, they just stay to help, and they may be caught up by the aliens, which will only increase casualties and is of no use.
The human race still has hope when the Wuxian people are here, but when the Wuxian people are gone, the human race will never be able to stand up again!
At this time, Tianshu Holy Dynasty Tiangai suddenly looked at the ripples in the air in front of him, his face changed slightly, and his voice said with vicissitudes: "The Baizuyuan formation has not been broken yet, Xin Zhuo is still there, he is alone in the lead. Ten alien races, more than a hundred alien saints, and more than 10 million alien races attack, fighting to the death!”
A group of ancestors from all sides around him looked at him fiercely, with unconcealable shock on their faces.
At first, I thought that Xin Zhuo, one man and one dog, would rush towards the ten alien races, and that he would die without any chance...
No need to ask how he did it, after all, he did it!
After experiencing life-and-death bloody battles and helplessness against alien races, when a group of ancestors heard about this incident, to be honest, it was impossible not to have any feelings!
They even abandoned all selfishness, leaving only bitterness and guilt.
"My son..."
Jiang Wen looked back to the south. It was difficult for him to tell what he was feeling at this moment. He just remembered for a moment that this son was his own.
"Alas..."
A group of ancestors all turned around and bowed their hands in ceremony.
This boy deserves a gift.
(End of this chapter)