The mixed qi is like the sun, like a waterfall, slanting down, blowing up countless small holes in the sinkhole. This has become the second battlefield, and countless arms, thighs, and even heads are flying wildly, and before they can land, they are shattered by the gangqi.

From time to time, outsiders suddenly appeared, all pouring in from the desert at the other end.

Under the influence of the Great Light Formation, the bloodlines and breaths of the two sides were completely different, and they rushed to the scene when they saw the aliens.

Here, life has become the most worthless thing, everyone kills to madness, kills to selflessness, even the most timid and afraid of death, will be assimilated into killing machines.

Because if you don't kill anyone, there will be a butcher's knife against you right away.

However, there are also some people outside the sky who have not been affected by the Great Light Formation, and the bloodline aura presented cannot be screened. They took advantage of this advantage and continued to sneak attack Dongsheng masters, causing great casualties.

It wasn't until many Dongsheng masters stared at them and didn't let them change their positions that they were successfully killed.

The first battle between the two places finally ended in blood.

The sinkhole was dyed red, and the rich smell of blood could be clearly smelled from thousands of miles away, making the masters who came from all directions tremble, and they couldn't imagine the intensity of the battle.

And this is just the beginning, and every battle after that will only become more intense and more brutal.

People began to clean up the corpses, and if they were outsiders, they were directly shattered. If it is a Tokatsu warrior, he will be buried on the spot, and from time to time someone can be heard crying.

They are relatives and friends of the deceased, and not long ago they had swam with their arms, and they had agreed to persevere until after the great victory, and in the blink of an eye, the yin and yang were separated.

"Demons outside the sky, why do you want to invade my Dongsheng, if you don't kill you, I swear not to be a man!"

"Master, I will definitely avenge your blood hatred!"

"Ah...... Kill, kill, kill!"

Some burst into tears, some knelt and kowtowed, and some looked up to the sky and roared, each venting their grief and anger in their hearts.

This desolate and heroic emotion infected everyone outside the sinkhole, and spread out, making countless successive masters silent, and gradually evolved into infinite hatred and murderous aura.

At this moment, many people seem to have traveled through 160,000 years of time, saw the ancestors from afar, and truly understood the mood of the ancestors.

Time passed, and every moment someone entered the sinkhole.

The cultivation of martial artists is no longer the same Void Yuan Realm, Divine Pass Realm, more and more Dragon Pass Realm, and even Lingguan Realm, and Xuanqi Realm Martial artists have joined in, and they are also the main force.

Their martial arts skills are not enough to cross the entire sinkhole, so wherever they land, they set up camp and obey the command of the relevant regional leaders.

There are also people who leave the sinkhole, some never return, and some of them, return with more people and jump into the sinkhole.

The entire sinkhole, most of which was filled with human figures.

People who are not in this world especially love their homeland and have the courage to participate in the fight.

In fact, it's just that the population of this world is too large, and the people who spontaneously rushed to participate in the war, compared with the real population base, are afraid that they are not even one in a few hundred thousand.

Day 6.

The second fierce battle began, this time with the people from outside the sky taking the initiative to attack.

Countless blood flowers splattered, and countless Dongsheng warriors disappeared at the first moment of the battle, leaving only the unwilling shouts remaining, which were immediately covered by the sound of explosions.

They were unknown in life and unknown in death, and no one knew of their existence except those who knew each other. But they used their blood and loyalty to repay the land they loved and guarded.

Maybe there are fears and regrets, but they die as they deserve and have no regrets!

"Thank you heroes, thank you heroes!"

In the sky above the passage, Shi Xiaole looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes slightly wet.

He and the other five giants didn't make a move, because on the opposite side of each of them, the nine Outer Giants were smiling and waiting for them. If they make a move, the other side will do it, and then there will only be more casualties.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, this is the rule agreed upon by both sides.

The battle lasted three days and three nights.

The entire sinkhole actually sank hundreds of meters, and the ground was full of blood, condensing into rivers of blood, and in the blood rivers were countless corpses and severed arms and limbs.

The bones of the martyrs who were buried in the last war no longer exist because of this war, and the real bones are gone.

The sunset set on the horizon, but it was not as red as the sinkhole, and even the white clouds were reflected in blood red, and people began to clean the battlefield and bury the bones of their compatriots.

Maybe in the next battle, these bones will be destroyed again, but this is the only thing the living can do for the dead, and it is the highest respect they can give.

"Hey, brothers, if I die, please don't bury my bones, I'd like you to save more effort to kill the demons outside the world. ”

A young man with a broken leg shouted in all directions, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

That's what I mean. ”

"Me too, why don't we make a decision like this, the living are not allowed to bury the bones of the dead, and whoever buries them is the king of the turtle. ”

"Good!"

The Third War.

There were more deaths than in the second battle, and this time it was the Tokatsu warriors who took the initiative to attack. The boundless golden desert has almost become a blood-colored desert, and the heavy rain can't wash away the blood for three days.

The young man with a broken leg lost both arms, but he bit the sleeves of a few strange corpses, returned to the sinkhole, and dug the pit with his remaining left leg without saying a word.

Where have the people who say who buried the bones and who is the bastard of the turtle go, maybe dead, maybe they are burying the bones for someone else.

"Is it wrong for us to crack the psychedelic formation in advance?"

Looking at the countless mutilated figures below, Shi Xiaole's heart was sour.

Che Ren said: "If you don't start the war in advance, it will only make the demons outside the world more prepared, and when the time comes, there will only be more people dead." ”

Shi Xiaole was silent.

He is responsible for the martial arts of life and death, but after all, he has its limits, and it is impossible to heal everyone, so he can only choose a very small number of elites to continue their lives.

This process made Shi Xiaole very painful, because everyone was dying for the struggle, and he could only watch most of them die.

It's the first month.

The number of warriors who rushed to Tiankeng reached an astonishing level, but the people of the South China Sea still accounted for seventy percent. Because Dongsheng Continent and Miao Jiang are too far away from here, it will take at least a few months for the large troops of the two places to arrive.

In this month, Dongsheng World and the Aliens fought six times, each more fierce and more brutal. The air was stained red and filled with blood factors.

Many people died tragically under the enemy's butcher's knife as soon as they participated in the fighting, and there were very few people who could survive to the end of the fighting, and there was only one in a thousand miles who could experience two battles.

Even if it is a Shenguan Realm Immortal, in such a large-scale battle, there is an extremely high risk of death, and more than eighty percent can only support three or four battles.

There is only the Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperor, most of them persist until after six battles, but the faces of these people are also full of exhaustion, and their breath is even weaker to the extreme.

The consumption of each battle was better than the consumption of these Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperors in previous years, or even decades, and they couldn't remember how many enemies they had killed, and they couldn't remember how many times they had exhausted themselves.

Many times I saw a friend who was also in the Void Yuan Realm, and met the Martial Emperor of the Void Yuan Realm outside the sky, or was killed, or died together, or narrowly won, and my heart was numb.

Death, which is the most common thing here, has become an unimaginable luxury to sleep and rest.

Don't say that these martial artists, even if they are the six giants, are all injured.

It is true that Shi Xiaole is responsible for the martial arts of life and death, but because of this, he has become the main target of the other party, and every time he has suffered the greatest firepower attack, he has been injured in the end.

In addition, he also had to treat other people, which consumed a large part of his energy, and after six fights, the old injuries had not healed, and new injuries were added, and his skills were only six or seven percent of the peak.

Of course, the state of the other giants is not much better, and everyone has basically relied on willpower to support them until now, depending on who can be tough to the end.

The sinkhole has also changed dramatically, from a few thousand meters deep at the beginning to nearly 10,000 meters, and the diameter continues to expand.

What's even more amazing is that due to the loss of martial artists, there are too many masters, and their blood qi, martial arts qi and residual formation qi are combined, and a strange mist power is born.

From time to time, strange noises were heard in the fog, and many people actually heard the voices of the dead division commanders, friends, and companions, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

They sit in the fog every day, reminiscing about the time they spent with their relatives and friends, and they have found peace that they have not seen for a long time. The little bit of comfort has made them feel happy and waiting for the next fight to come.

Seventh.

The eighth.

There are fewer and fewer people dying, not because of the increase in strength, but because of the fewer and fewer people who are fighting themselves, and this is the case on both sides.

According to Shi Xiaole's estimates, after eight wars, the number of casualties on both sides exceeded 2 billion, and the Dongsheng world accounted for at least half.

It's just over a month of effort.

Nowadays, there are less than two million warriors stationed in the sinkhole, and the branches are in the six major regions, which is extremely rare.

The ninth fight began again.

There is no heroic roar, no declaration of swearing, only silent killing or being killed. In the hearts of these less than two million Dongsheng martial artists, it is good to save even a penny of strength.

They don't need to express anything, because all their beliefs have been put into action.

There is no joy in life, and there is no fear in death.

I sacrifice the hot land with my blood!

Puff Pound......

The sound of explosions everywhere was endless, like the hymn of a hero, the elegy of a hero, and the figures rushed to be the first, never to return.

"Hey, hey, stupid Dongsheng people, you won't be able to stop it soon!"

The Blood Sea Sword Emperor sneered.

There are not many other places outside the world, that is, they have the largest population, and every tribe is absolutely under the orders of the people outside the sky, and the orders and prohibitions are like an army magnified countless times.

Every time he returned to the overlapping land, the Nine Heavens Ancestor would report to the outer heavens, and then send more warriors across the border. One is tens of millions, and there are many faster, so they don't worry about consumption at all.

Since you plan to start the war in advance, then you will fight to the end and see who can consume whom!