Martial Peak - 5309. 5309-Sorcerer

Mi Jinglun closed his eyes lightly, his heart twisted like a knife!

When he opened his eyes again, the power of the whole body was violent, and he stomped lightly under his feet, and drove the huge ink destroyer into the battlefield.

There is no need for him to sit outside the battlefield and plan tactics. Dayan’s Southern and Northern Army has such a group of soldiers who are not afraid of life and death, and such a group of pioneers of the eighth rank.

He will also leave his mark in this battle. As an 8-Rank Open Heaven, he is not only a commander who is proficient in strategy, but also a fierce general who can charge!

Since the beginning of the war, the Mo army has been in chaos. No one would have thought that this time the Human Race was so resolute. Less than a dozen breaths after the battle broke out, one of the domain masters was cut under the sword by the Human Race’s eighth rank.

That is the domain master, not the lower Mo tribe or miscellaneous soldiers.

Was he killed so soon?

Although the eighth rank of the human race quickly died on the spot, before he was dying, he still killed tens of thousands of Mo people.

One after another powerful domain masters or eighth-rank Mo disciple died in battle. The fierceness and brutality of this battle surpassed the imagination of the Mo clan.

It also exceeded the imagination of the human race.

Human race has never suffered such a heavy loss in a battle.

Even more than a hundred years ago, when the North and South Army first came to the Dayan Theater to intercept the Mo army coming out of Dayan, they did not.

In that battle, although the eighth-Rank Open Heaven was killed and fallen, there were only a few of them, and they fell one after another in the war that lasted for many days.

This time it was different. Since the start of the war, but in one hour, there are as many as seven of the fallen eight ranks. If the battle continues, the number of fallen will only be more.

The fall of the seventh and eighth ranks took away the lives of at least seven domain masters and three eighth rank Mo disciple, plus tens of thousands of Mo Clan!

Those who have fallen on the battlefield are the seniors and teachers of the soldiers, who have been taken care of and carefully taught in the past.

Now that the elders have passed away, the latecomers have to take over the burdens!

The soldiers got red eyes, and the constant fall of the eight-Rank Open Heaven changed the trend of the entire battlefield. All races began to work hard, regardless of their status or status.

More than 20,000 human races, against nearly 400,000 Mo race army, with huge disparity in military strength, relying on the vigor of the eight-Rank Kaitian with their lives and the determination of the soldiers to become a city, they actually defeated the Mo race steadily. .

There are still domain masters, and the movement of the eighth rank aura is falling, constantly coming from somewhere on the battlefield.

There were even those battleships that were directly blown up into powder and turned into a scene of fire.

The floating land collapsed and the battlefield was chaotic.

When the hundreds of thousands of Mo tribe army entered this floating land zone, they were considered orderly. However, as the eighth-Rank Open Heavens jumped out to perform a thunder blow, the formation began to disperse.

Until sometime, it became chaotic.

The sting fell!

The domain master is the commander of this Mo tribe army. When he is here, many domain masters can still obey orders, but he is no longer there. Who can serve the domain masters?

Every domain owner has his own thoughts, especially in this situation. The eighth-Rank Kaitian of those human races all have green light in their eyes, and they are locked firmly by powerful auras, and they are likely to be killed at any time. The posture to die with them.

This is not a joke. In the previous scene, the eighth ranks of Human Race have already proved their determination and courage.

The territories were chilled in the hearts of those staring gazes, so naturally they could only command their subordinate armies to put close protection beside them, so as not to be found by the eighth rank of the human race.

As the defensive power increases, the offensive power naturally decreases.

On the battlefield, the warships of the human race galloped horizontally and horizontally, and the majesty of the secret technique and treasure was constantly played, and every time it was harvested.

The number of the Mo army is rapidly decreasing, and the same is true for the Terran warships.

In this battle, both sides paid a huge almost unbearable price.

The fighting lasted for three days.

Three days later, the noisy battlefield gradually calmed down, and the armies of the two clans came together, facing each other only hundreds of thousands of miles apart in the void.

The original floating land zone almost ceased to exist. The two armies fought in this area, and all the floating land was beaten to pieces, and the remaining floating land was less than 10% of the original.

With the broken floating land zone as the background, with the Chinese destroyers as the leader, the surviving Terran warships lined up their defensive lines. Many of those warships burst into flames, the array burst, and some warships looked tattered. Embarrassed, as if touching it would fall apart.

However, it is just such a group of warships, gathered in one place, but they have the aura of being a man and a man!

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, the domain masters gathered their subordinate armies and gathered together.

The number still occupies a great advantage, but compared to the majestic momentum of the human race, the current Mo race army is shrouded in boundless fear and fear.

In this battle, the Mo people were really afraid of being beaten, and they deeply learned what the madness and fearlessness of the human race are.

Even the precious Eight-Rank Open Heaven can at the cost of their own lives, dragging the domain masters to their deaths, what else can Human Race not do?

These human races are crazy!

These domain masters can still survive, not because they are stronger than the dead domain master, but because they are lucky, they are not found by those desperate human race 8-Rank.

But none of the domain masters who were found by those desperately desperately looking for the eighth rank of the human race did not survive.

In a fierce battle beyond imagination, the survivors of the two armies faced each other in the air, greedily enjoying rare peace in the tense atmosphere.

The spirits of the domain masters are intertwined, obviously communicating something.

Although the strong human race cannot perceive the content of their exchanges, they also know that what they are communicating at this moment is nothing more than fighting or retreating.

For the Mo Clan, it is undoubtedly an extremely important thing to help the King City. If the King City is lost, no Mo Clan can survive alone.

This was also the reason why Dayan Pass sent 500,000 troops after the news from the King City.

It can be said that Dayan Pass only left the least guarding force, and all those who could support the king’s city passed by, showing their determination.

However, he was still sniped down halfway and suffered heavy losses.

Continuing to help the King City, it is inevitable that another great war will break out. The attitude of the human race is already obvious, which is to block their direction and prevent them from moving forward.

If the war really breaks out again, with the madness that Human Race has shown before, the remaining Mozu army will never want to break through their defenses. By then, the Human Race will not survive much, but the Mozu will probably be annihilated by the entire army!

Do you want to move on?

This is embarrassing for domain owners.

The royal city is very important, but if the whole army is wiped out here, it doesn’t make any sense.

So just after a brief exchange, the domain owners reached a consensus.

Withdraw Dayan!

This is the second time they have decided to withdraw Dayan.

The last time it happened nearly one hundred and fifty years ago. That time the situation in the royal city was not so critical, and the human race was not so desperate. The Mo race did the same.

This time is different.

All domain masters know that if they withdraw Dayan again this time, they will always lose the courage to get out of Dayan Pass, and they will live and die with Dayan forever.

This is really a difficult decision.

However, the situation is like this, but I sigh.

The Mo people withdrew their troops without a rush, and under the coordination of the domain masters, they were in an orderly manner.

They are also afraid, afraid that the human race will take the opportunity to chase after them when they retreat. They have not experienced this kind of thing, so when retreating, they must maintain the integrity of the formation and deal with the possible attacks of the human race at will.

On the Chinese destroyer, Mi Jinglun’s face was pale, and there were dried blood stains on his body, and the entire destroyer was also mostly damaged.

In a fierce battle like the one before, no one, which warship can guarantee its own safety, is just the difference between the severity of the injury and the amount of damage.

The feather fan he has been holding in his hand is also dim.

Mi Jinglun was waiting, waiting for the Mo people to make a decision.

When he saw the Mo tribe army slowly withdrawing backwards under the command of the domain masters, he finally let go of his holding heart and let out a long breath.

To be honest, if the Mos insist on moving forward, then the Human race will only have a battle. It is not a problem to stop the surviving Mo army. The question is how many people in the North and South Army will survive after another battle.

The soldiers did not lack the consciousness and courage to die on the battlefield, and the eighth ranks did not lack, as the first battle had already proved this.

But as the commander-in-chief of the army, he hopes to take more people to live to see the moment when Dayan is recovered, rather than let their names become a symbol on the heroic stele.

That makes no sense!

Lufan pointed forward, and Mi Jinglun whispered: “Send them a ride!”

Although the sound was small, it spread to all the warships and rang in the ears of every soldier.

The destroyer moved slowly, followed by the tattered fleet.

Many domain masters on the Mo tribe were taken aback.

When they saw movement in the Terran fleet, they thought that Terran would not give up.

This made the domain masters extremely angry. They had already violated the order to help the king city and withdrew Dayan. They were unwilling to stop making peace. Is it necessary for the human race to kill them all?

Suddenly, the Mo army rioted, and the domain masters quickly suppressed them, sending orders one after another, and arranging them tightly.

But soon they realized that the human race was not chasing after them, but had been following them unhurriedly, keeping a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles.

This distance made the landlords feel like a drum. After all, this is not a safe distance. Terrans can use warships to attack at any time.

However, they were also helpless, and couldn’t let the people retreat a little bit, which also seemed too ambitious.

However, the actions of the Human Race revealed a message to them, that is, the surviving army of the Human Race will watch them return to Dayan Pass with their own eyes.

After trying to understand this, the domain masters couldn’t laugh or cry, and they didn’t know who the leader of the human race was, so they were too careful.