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Chapter 62
In the circular light mirror, Chu Yun saw Wang Yang holding a long knife and slashing at a snake monster in front of him.

The several-meter-long snake's head broke open, and a large amount of blood sprayed out, pouring on Wang Yang's body, looking like a monster!
Wang Yang rubbed the blood on his face, panting like a cow, he didn't know how many he had killed.

All he knew was that after joining the battlefield, his sword never stopped!

But no matter how he killed, there was no shortage of monsters on the battlefield, but more and more.

He looked sharply in the direction of Nanqi Mountain.

He vaguely felt the three terrifying demon kings watching the battlefield.

As long as the three demon kings don't die, these monsters won't retreat!
But he has no choice, his strength is still too weak!
"kill!"

Wang Yang turned his anger into majestic strength, and slammed down on a charging black-armored bison.

when! !

With a loud noise, the black-armored bison actually blocked his knife with its horns, and a huge shock was transmitted.

"kill!"

Wang Yang's eyes widened with anger, the muscles of his arms bulged high, and blue veins hovered over his arms like dragons.

Blood streaks appeared on both arms, and the strength of the fierce man burst out.

With a click, the horns of the black-armored bison broke, the blade fell, the bison's head was split in two, and blood spurted out.

Drenched with blood, Wang Yang's eyes were red, and killing welled up in his mind.

But at the same time, the scriptures of the Qingjing Sutra also sounded in his mind, so he kept a little bit of clarity, so as not to be controlled by the killing, wantonly killing the enemy and the enemy!
Every soldier in the demon suppressing army was red-eyed, with pieces of meat hanging on their armor, and blood stains all over their faces.

But don't look at the turbulent momentum of the demon suppressing troops, but the number of them is too small, which is insignificant compared to the tens of thousands of spirit monsters.

Even if they stand and let them kill, they will have to kill for a few days!

Moreover, the strength of these spirits is not weak, and the demon-suppressing troops have the advantage of equipment to gain the upper hand.

But what about the unequipped soldiers?
They only have ordinary combat uniforms that can't block the blows of spirits at all, and the firearms with limited firepower.

Often killing a spirit requires the concentrated firepower of a dozen soldiers.

In this way, the ghost's dying counterattack will also take the lives of one or two soldiers, and it's all done with desperate efforts!
The entire Nanqishan military base has 1 permanent soldiers, but now there are less than 5000 left.

On the battlefield, there are not only ghost corpses, but also a large number of soldier corpses.

In the rear of the base, heavy firepower support is of no avail, and the spirits that appear now are all elite subordinates of the three-headed monsters.

(Now write with Yinyue's division of spirits and monsters)

The strength can reach three or four realms.

With the defense of elites and monsters, even shells can forcefully carry a few rounds.

Naturally, the heavy fire support from the rear is somewhat difficult to be effective.

These spirits rushed onto the battlefield, and the killing they brought was extremely bloody.

Even if the soldiers were besieging, they would have to pay a terrible price to barely kill one of them.

In the base, Yang Li saw his soldiers being torn apart one by one, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched tightly, his face full of resentment.

Boom!
Yang Li couldn't stand it any longer, he punched the table with a muffled sound, turned around and walked outside the command room.

Seeing that something was wrong, a soldier immediately stopped in front of him.

"Step aside!"

Yang Li scolded angrily, but the soldier's face remained unchanged and he still stopped in front of him.

"I told you to get out of the way!"

"Report to the chief! I won't let you!"

The soldier puffed out his chest and said decisively.

"This is an order, get out of the way, I want to go to the battlefield!"

Yang Lihong stared at the soldier's words with his eyes closed.

"The base cannot live without the command of the chief."

The soldier replied.

"Command? Hahaha, look, are you asking me to direct those soldiers to die one by one?"

Yang Li laughed angrily, stretched out his hand and tapped the screen behind him, his raised finger was trembling uncontrollably.

On the screen, there are soldiers rushing forward and backward towards a ferocious bull monster that is full of fire.

They were covered with explosives, but there was no trace of fear on their faces.

"I want to fight the enemy, even if I die, I want to die with my brothers!"

Yang Li took a step forward and locked eyes with the soldier.

"It is the honor of a soldier to serve the country."

The soldier still maintained a straight posture, and his words were extremely firm.

But his eyes were filled with tears, which fell silently from his face.

Seeing his tears, Yang Li's heart trembled, yes!Why didn't he feel heartbroken, watching his brothers die here helplessly.

"Brigade Commander, there is a situation!"

At this time, an information soldier said with horror on his face.

Yang Li was startled, turned around and walked over quickly, only to see a signal on the radar rapidly approaching them.

The distance of several thousand meters is crossed in the blink of an eye.

"Look, Brigadier!"

Another information soldier pointed to the screen and said.

Yang Li looked up, and saw on the screen, a ball of golden light appeared out of thin air above the battlefield.

The golden light dissipated, and it was Yinyue and the others that appeared.

Zhang Ling and the others were still shocked by Yinyue's speed, they didn't expect to arrive at the Nanqi Mountain battlefield so quickly.

But seeing the tragic situation on the battlefield, they had no extra thoughts.

There is only one thought, and that is to join the war!
"Brother, I'll go help first."

Zhang Ling said to Yinyue, then looked at Zhuang Qiu and the others, frowning, not knowing how to arrange it.

Based on what he saw in the battle, they were really useless, and it would be a pity if they died.

Seeing the hesitation on Zhang Ling's face, Zhuang Qiu said directly, "Daozhang Zhang, I want to fight, but my sword will not allow me to back down."

She said so, and Zong Wen and others did the same. It is impossible for her to fight alone.

"Hey, all right! Then you take these talismans, be careful, don't die!"

Zhang Ling understood the firmness in their hearts, even if he told them not to go, they would still go.

He had no choice but to take out a large handful of talismans from his pocket and hand them to Zhuang Qiu.

He had stored these for a long time, and they were all emptied in one fell swoop.

Zhuang Qiu took the talisman and nodded solemnly.

Zhang Ling didn't delay any longer, and left directly, heading towards Wang Yang's battle range. At the same time, talismans all over his body lit up, turning into fireballs and water dragons, and smashed towards the place where there were more spirits and monsters.

With his joining, many soldiers survived.

Zhuang Qiu glanced at Jiang Xiaolu, who had a look of unbearable and fearful expression, and pondered, "Xiaolu, go to the base!"

Hearing the words, Jiang Xiaolu looked up at Zhuang Qiu, with hesitation and firmness in her eyes.

"I can do it, I won't hold you back, I want to fight!"

After speaking, as if to verify his determination, a ball of hot flames rose from his hands, and the surrounding air instantly became hotter.

The flame in Jiang Xiaolu's hand surprised even Yinyue.

The temperature is a bit high!
Even he felt the scorching heat, this little one is not easy!

Knowing the firmness in her heart, Zhuang Qiu didn't persuade her anymore, but put all the talismans in her hands into her hands.

Then he looked at Yinyue, cupped his hands and said, "Senior, please put us down."

They are not like Zhang Ling, if they jump off by themselves, they are looking for death!

"Go away!"

Yinyue didn't care, and casually threw them to the periphery, leaving the center of the battlefield alone.

It landed in a box in minutes!

There was no one around, Yinyue lay lazily in the air, watching the battlefield with great interest.

"Tsk tsk, these spooks are really ugly, not like this wolf, they are handsome!"

Looking at those ugly and ferocious spirits, Yinyue clicked her tongue.

After watching for a long time, Yinyue stood up and twisted her neck twice.

"I haven't done anything for three years, my body is rusty, let's move my muscles first!"

As he twisted, the surrounding spiritual energy gathered and turned into golden guns, spreading all over the sky in an instant.

Such an astonishing scene, everyone and the ghosts noticed it before they could react.

In an instant, the golden gun shot down like a shower.

(End of this chapter)